"No, he wants to step into Daluo Jinxian and join forces to seal the two realms. The mist realm cannot sense his presence and cause thunder disaster."
"Yes, if he steps into the Great Luo Jin Fairyland, we will only die. We will seal off the two realms of time and space."
Two thousand nine thousand and ninety-seven kings of the gray mist clan used their original magical powers to prepare to seal the road to heaven.
By doing this, the Chinese people will no longer be able to go to the Mist Realm, nor will they be able to return to the Mist Realm.
But it's worth it.
In the future, the gray mist clan will completely occupy the prehistoric world, and they will naturally come to rescue them.
Wang Yi looked into the void, not caring about the mysterious and complex patterns.
He took action with all his strength, urging the Golden Bell to kill the 2,997 kings of the Gray Mist clan.
boom!
This time, Jin Zhong was the first to kill thirty kings of the gray mist clan.
The kings of the Gray Mist Clan were setting up seals and were unable to resist Wang Yi.
The heavenly calamity belonging to Wang Yi was blocked, and Wang Yi was even less disturbed by the heavenly calamity.
"kill!"
Demon King and Demon King are here.
"A sword that can conquer the city."
Another peerless warrior has arrived.
"Wang Yi, let me help you."
A familiar voice reached Wang Yi's ears.
Wu Sheng.
Wang Yi's eyes were bright, and he discovered that Wu Sheng's strength was not weaker than that of Demon Lord, or even stronger.
"Wu Sheng, you?"
"I refined the Jiuding, kill him!" Wu Sheng just laughed, and then swung his sword to kill the king of the Gray Mist clan.
Wang Yi understood.
The person who refined the Nine Cauldrons was Wu Sheng, the son of the Human Emperor. He was constantly reincarnated and became Wu Sheng in this life.
"Okay, Wu Sheng, today, we will destroy the Gray Mist clan, kill them."
Wang Yi swung the golden bell and smashed it against the strong men of the gray mist clan in the west.
There are too many strong men in the Gray Mist clan.
It's all the same in the West, densely packed.
They were not afraid of death and attacked the powerful Chinese people crazily.
Fortunately, more than 2,000 kings were setting up barriers, otherwise, the powerful people of China would not be able to stop their attack.
With the help of powerful men from China, Wang Yi's pressure suddenly decreased, and he attacked the king of the Gray Mist clan with all his strength.
Bang bang bang!
The kings of the gray mist clan simply couldn't resist Wang Yi.
die.
Keep dying.
"Where are their origins?"
The living king of the gray mist clan was terrified.
When their companions die, they can absorb their origins.
But they were killed by the golden bell in Wang Yi's hand, and their companions disappeared.
This is so weird.
Other kings also discovered this problem.
Wang Yi would not let them find the answer.
"die."
Several more Gray Mist clan kings died in Wang Yi's hands.
Wang Yisha went crazy.
He alone killed more than two thousand kings of the gray mist clan.
Three kills, west kill, five kills...
Ten kills......
Hundreds of kills...
Unstoppable.
Wang Yi's accumulation of martial arts points reached an extremely terrifying level.
Six quadrillion.
The barrier set up by the Gray Mist Clan is about to be completed.
That way, their more than two thousand kings can free their hands to clean up all the Chinese people.
Wang Yi looked at the enchantment that was about to be completed in the sky.
He consumed all the martial arts points in one breath.
Buzz!
Big changes have taken place in the Admiralty.
Infinite expansion.
boom!
The golden bell smashed the barriers set up by more than two thousand kings of the gray mist clan in one fell swoop.
"you......."
Jian, the king of the gray mist clan, was furious.
Boom!
A thunderstorm landed in an unknown space.
Admiralty, attacked again.
The strong men of the Gray Mist clan in the western branch could not withstand the remaining power of the natural disaster, and they vomited blood one after another.
Wang Yi used his eagle claw hand to send these Taiyi Golden Immortals to the Western Heaven.
"Asshole, the black hole swallows the sky!"
Buzz!
A powerful man summoned a black hole, swallowing many universes and swallowing up all the space around Wang Yi.
Wang Yi fell into a black hole.
Wang Yi's whole body was shaken, and the black hole exploded.
The person who attacked Wang Yi suffered a backlash, became fascinated, and screamed in agony.
Wang Yi transformed and changed his position, and with one move of the Heart-Breaking Palm, the universe around him exploded.
The man was also hit in the heart by a move.
boom!
Explosive body.
Ga.
Even the peak Taiyi Golden Immortal couldn't resist Wang Yi's Heart-Breaking Palm.
Even if it can be reborn with a drop of blood or a ray of thought, it is completely dead.
Wang Yi once again killed hundreds of gray mist clan kings.
Above the nine heavens, thunder and calamity continues.
Wang Yi fought his way into the group of more than 2,000 Gray Mist clan kings and massacred the West.
The thunder tribulation weakened the strength of the king of the Gray Mist clan.
Coupled with Wang Yi's last strike, the Gray Mist clan suffered heavy losses.
Wang Yiwu’s learning points continue to grow.
Every time it increases, Wang Yi will consume it completely.
His golden bell has completely reached the twenty-eighth floor.
The twenty-eighth-level golden bell has a defensive power comparable to that of a high-level Da Luo Jinxian.
The thunder from heaven can no longer do anything to the golden bell.
The power of thunder and lightning that struck the golden bell was tempering the golden bell.
Wang Yi's physical body has also been fully tempered.
"Die." Wang Yi shouted.
The golden bell belonging to the Great Luo Golden Immortal Weapon smashed into more than two thousand kings of the Gray Mist Clan.
Boom boom!
In just an instant, five hundred kings of the gray mist clan were blasted to pieces.
Wang Yi changed his position, grabbed the corner of the golden bell, and continued to smash the living gray mist clan strongman.
At this point, the strong men of the gray mist clan could no longer withstand Wang Yi's attack.
"It's so fierce." Wu Sheng couldn't help but marvel.
He is already the pinnacle Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he is not as good as Wang Yi, not even one percent of his combat power.
"This is the oldest bloodline of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Although my father also has that kind of bloodline, I am acting in this world and am far inferior to him."
Wu Sheng communicated with his father and knew that Wang Yi and his father came from the same place.
Ancient times.
Those places made him yearn for it.
"A sword that can conquer the city."
Wu Sheng continued to attack, attacking the thousand kings of the Gray Mist clan from behind.
The king of the gray mist clan is in such a desperate state that he cannot escape.
This world is a closed world.
They cut off their own retreat.
If you really go to the Mist Realm, you will be blown to pieces by lightning.
The war continues.
And the thunder calamity in the sky was even more terrifying, striking at the golden bell intensively.
Lightning flashed all over Wang Yi's body, and lightning appeared above his head.
The hair all over his body was chopped into ash.
He's bald and he's gotten stronger.
Boom!
Wang Yi rose involuntarily.
He realized that he was going to ascend.
That terrifying power did not allow him to stay in the ninety-ninth world.
Wang Yi immediately sent a message to Baihua Fairy: "Quickly enter the fairy vase, I want to ascend."
Fairy Baihua understood and immediately led the girls into the fairy bottle.
Wang Yi put the fairy bottle into his sleeve and used the last moment to kill the remaining thousand kings of the gray mist clan.
If you don't kill them all, you will leave hidden dangers.
When the king of the gray mist clan saw that the passage to the mist world had appeared and the thunder and lightning disappeared, he immediately rushed towards the passage.
They want to escape back to the mist world and tell China that a peerless strong man is born.
Wang Yi saw it and did not take action immediately.
He would take action after all these people went to the Mist Realm.
That is, the world below can sit back and relax.
Whistle!
Thousands of kings of the Great Gray Mist clan fled towards the space-time tunnel.
Wang Yi followed closely behind.
"Wang Yi, just wait, I will go to that world soon." Wu Sheng shouted.
Wang Yi nodded slightly: "The master of this pavilion is waiting for you above."
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