C678 Divine Fist King Kong(1)
C678 Divine Fist King Kong(1)
On the battlefield, Chiang Zhan, Xia Feixue, and Ao Changkong were devouring mountains and rivers. Their courage was irresistible. Every one of them looked like Peerless Killing God who had just walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. No one could match him.
Although there were many Demon Cultivator Almighties in this battle, it was a pity that they were forced to retreat by Chiang Zhan and the others, suffering heavy casualties.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Miserable screams sounded like the wails and howls of ghosts. It was soul-stirring and ear-splitting.
Everyone widened their eyes and stared at Chiang Zhan. They could only see the Qi flowing through his body like flowing water, and his killing intent was resolute. He was invincible, and like a bolt of lightning, he rampaged through the crowd. As he shuttled back and forth, his two fists were like the most dazzling stars in the world. He unleashed a power that could destroy everything, and wherever he went... The bodies of the Demon Cultivator Almighty exploded one after another, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere, dying without a burial ground.
This was a massacre without any suspense. In just half an incense stick of time, more than half of the five hundred Demon Cultivator Almighties had been killed by Chiang Zhan. The rest of the people had all died in the hands of Xia Feixue and Ao Changkong.
The boiling scene suddenly became silent. If it wasn't for the shattered space and time... The mountain was piled up like a mountain. Corpses... The blood that was gushing out reminded everyone of what had just happened. They almost thought that they had just had a terrifying nightmare.
The battle had ended too quickly. No one could believe their eyes.
"This, how is this possible?" Below the dead bodies, a blood-robed elder struggled to his feet. His face was pale, and blood was spurting out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. It turned out to be Patriarch Golden Roc.
Although the guy was heavily wounded and on the verge of death, he somehow managed to escape from the calamity. However, when he saw the miserable scene that looked like hell beside him, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Those experts who were watching the battle from afar were almost scared to death. Chiang Zhan and the others' dominance had shocked every single one of them.
In this battle, there were more than five hundred people with Demon Cultivator Almighties. The weakest one among them was the most powerful Tribulation Falling Stage Sovereign Expert. Most of them were comparable to ordinary Magic Image Stage experts, and the strongest was Old Ancestor Jin Peng. His strength was comparable to a Magic Image Stage Super Expert, and he was able to roam freely in the 11th level of Hell. He could do whatever he wanted, and he was only second to the eight great vajras.
So many experts were killed by Chiang Zhan and the others in just half an incense stick of time. No wonder Chiang Zhan and the others were not afraid of the eight Guardian Deities. Their strength was indeed extraordinary.
All the experts of the Righteous and Devil Dao were shocked. Chiang Zhan and the others were peerless and ruthless people. It seemed like the eleventh level of hell was going to change.
"Go back and tell the eight great guardians that my name is Chiang Zhan. These two are Xia Feixue and Ao Changkong. They are the people they are looking for. If they are not afraid of death, ask them to come and fight me."
Chiang Zhan stood proudly, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He exuded the aura of a king who ruled the world. His eyes were cold and stern. He looked at the Golden Roc Ancestor from afar and let out a loud and clear voice. His might shook the heavens and the earth, and it resounded throughout the entire place.
A challenge. This was a pure challenge.
Ever since Chiang Zhan found out that the eight great vajras were looking for them, killing intent had risen in his heart. This wasn't because he was bloodthirsty, but because both the righteous and the devil were incompatible with each other. They were enemies to begin with. As long as they met, there would be only one word - battle. As for who would live and who would die, that would depend on one's own strength.
Chiang Zhan's strength was comparable to the Magic Image Stage Unbeatable Expert. He had never put the eight great vajras in his heart. Furthermore, they had killed over five hundred Demon Cultivator Almighties in today's battle. They would definitely offend the eight Guardian Deities. Since that was the case, they might as well declare war.
Chiang Zhan's domineering attitude had shocked all the experts of the Righteous and Devil Dao. However, no one dared to talk about his arrogance at this moment, because he had just displayed a shocking strength.
Everyone was excited and their blood was boiling. Chiang Zhan and the others had just slaughtered over five hundred Demon Cultivator Almighties with the speed of autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. He was fearless and arrogant, and now, he was challenging the eight great vajras in front of everyone. As long as this news was spread out, with the eight great vajras' character... They would never let this matter rest.
A world-shocking battle that everyone was looking forward to could erupt at any time.
"Who wants to fight with us brothers?"
While everyone's minds were blinking, a bold and clear voice that sounded like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon echoed out. The entire space trembled violently, and dense cracks appeared in it.
Everybody was excited. Countless eyes were fixed on one direction in the blink of an eye.
In the vast southeastern void, a tall and lofty figure walked with great strides. Crossing over! And as he came, he seemed to be walking very calmly. However, with every step he took, the void beneath his feet would be shattered. His footsteps were like giant hammers smashing into everyone's hearts.
It was a young man with a head full of golden hair, eyes that were like stars, and an insufferably arrogant expression. He wore violet golden armor, and it shone brilliantly and brilliantly like layers of dragon scales. He was wearing a purple-gold helmet and two purple-gold feathers. He looked like a phoenix feather that was fluttering in the wind. He looked like a god descending to the mortal world. His steps were vigorous and vigorous, and his invincible aura was fully displayed.
Even though the person who came didn't release any powerful energy, everyone present felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain.
"It's Divine Fist King Kong!"
A cry of alarm suddenly sounded from the crowd and spread throughout the entire place.
Everyone looked at the person in shock and respect.
Divine Fist King Kong, one of the Eight Great King Kong, had actually come so quickly. Although everyone was looking forward to the peak battle that was about to begin, they did not dare to show it on the surface.
As one of the Eight Great King Kong, the Divine Fist King Kong was in the eleventh level of hell. His name spread far and wide, and he was like the sun at noon. He was absolutely terrifying. King... He was the overlord, and no matter where he went, he would always be the center of attention. In front of him, the experts of the Righteous and Devil Dao were as tiny as ants. Anyone who dared to show even the slightest bit of disrespect would die.