Chapter 1220 King Realm Self-Destruction

"Patriarch Dongfang Hao died just like that!"

"It's too strong. How do I feel? Mu Feng didn't use his full strength at all."

"Dongfang Hao, the martial arts giant who has been famous in Muzhou City for hundreds of years just died like this?"

Countless monks were in an uproar, and some couldn't believe it.

"This little bastard is really strong now, and I don't have half a chance of winning against him."

Lin Feng's face was also gloomy.

"Mu Feng, my Dongfang family will never die with you!"

The only remaining Heavenly Soul King of the Dongfang family roared, his body turned into a ray of scorching sun, his aura surged from the first level of Heavenly Soul realm to the fourth level of Heavenly skill.

He actually burned his natal qi!

The natal qi is the foundation of the cultivation base of the Yuan Dan, and it can be replenished when the Yuan force is exhausted.

If the natal pill energy is consumed too much, the realm will regress, and the most serious thing is that the primordial pill will be shattered directly, and the cultivation base of the whole body will be reduced to nothing.

This person's skill has soared to the third level in an instant, and he may have burned his natal qi that has been cultivated for hundreds of years. After this battle, he may not die, and his cultivation will fall to the realm of Linghai Yuanzong or even lower.

"Fight with him!"

Several elders and powerhouses from the Dongfang family roared furiously, and six of them flew out, igniting their natal alchemy cultivation, and the king whose aura was comparable to the realm of Tianpo, rushed towards Mu Feng together.

"cut!"

The king of the Dongfang family let out a furious roar, swiped the huge spiritual knife, and chopped out a ten-foot-sized Golden Sun sword shadow, slashing at Mu Feng with astonishing momentum.

"Moths to the Flame"

Mu Feng said indifferently, no matter how much his skill increased, this person's true power, in Mu Feng's eyes, was pitifully weak.

"Lei Yang!"

Mu Feng killed it with one finger, the blood in his body, the power of thunder in the Yuan Dan, and the bones frantically gathered, and condensed into a round of Thunder Yang that was several feet in size and shot out.

Whoosh!

Lei Yang bombarded this berserk blade, the golden blade glowed brightly and the thunder roared loudly, and the terrifying energy erupted swept across a range of several kilometers.

Boom! Boom! Boom...!

Tall buildings were shattered by the thunder, and burned up by the scorching saber energy. The countless buildings below were directly blasted into pieces by the energy. The huge Wind Pavilion can only survive under the protection of the formation.

Lei Yang shattered the golden saber sun directly, and ruthlessly hit the man's body protection element force, causing the last Dongfang family king to vomit blood and retreat.

The explosive power of Lei Yang's supernatural power is not strong in an instant. If it gathers energy for a moment, it can destroy a small city with power.

Swish!

But at this time, Mu Feng raised his sword and moved, and the sword turned into a frightened bird and thrust out, slashing towards the king of the East.

As soon as the sword comes out, the demon eagle screams, the true meaning of the sword combines the four meanings of thunder, strength, and blood, condenses the vitality, and turns into a sword eagle to kill.

The king of the Dongfang family roared furiously, and came out of the sky, and also turned into a golden crow sky, resisting the sword, but was severely smashed by the sword, vomiting blood and retreating.

"kill!"

The other six elders at the peak of Yuanzong who had burnt their natal qi were as imposing as the kings of heaven in a short period of time. They unleashed an astonishing blow and bombarded and killed Mu Feng one after another, intercepting Mu Feng from continuing to kill the king of their family.

Mu Feng's face was indifferent, the thunder energy outside his body condensed into the barrier, and the vigor was released. The six people's attack roared and bombarded his defense. The defense roared and resisted most of the energy, and the rest of the attack landed on his body. Mu Feng was still standing proudly under the attack, not a strand of hair was broken.

"What!"

The six people were horrified, and felt chills in their hearts. This Mu Feng's defensive power was too terrifying.

"I said, you're just moths to a flame"

Mu Feng said indifferently, and at the same time he slammed out with one hand, Lei Ze Tianpo appeared, and he slapped out with the same palm, the giant palm gathered thunder from all directions, forming a huge thunder barrier that instantly enveloped the six people.

The six people were terrified, and they attacked the barrier continuously, but they couldn't break it. The violent thunder force poured into the barrier of thunder, and suddenly, thousands of lightning roared.

"Thunder Prison of Myriad Tribulations!"

When Mu Feng squeezed his hand, thousands of thunderbolts and lightning roared immediately, and all of them bombarded the six people with incomparably violent aura.

"No!"

The six roared angrily, and the defensive power was torn apart by lightning, and countless lightning bombarded the bodies of the six.

Boom! Boom! Boom...!

The six people screamed, their bodies exploded into fragments, burned directly by the sweeping true meaning of blood, and turned into ashes, leaving only wisps of blood lingering.

"Little bastard, I will fight with you!"

The king of the Dongfang family roared furiously, his body was burning with golden flames, and he bombarded Mu Feng, his body was extremely violent, and his body swelled like a ball.

"No, he's going to blow himself up!"

"Run away!"

Everyone's face was half-faced, and the onlookers fled in panic one by one, and countless monks even retreated.

Hundreds of thousands of monks are running for their lives like locusts at this moment. The king of the Heavenly Soul Realm exploded himself. No one knows how powerful it is.

This person wanted to drag Mu Feng into the water with his death to protect the Dongfang family.

"Old Ancestor Yan"

Numerous disciples and elders of the Dongfang family wept bitterly when they saw this scene.

Mu Feng's face also changed drastically, and his body retreated violently, but this person rushed towards him at a faster speed, approaching within a hundred meters of Mu Feng.

"It's enough to protect my bloodline once I die! Let's go to hell together, explode!"

The eastern king grinned grimly, his eyes were full of fearlessness, and likewise, there were tears of reluctance.

Since childhood, he practiced in the family, competed with disciples of the same generation, and under the protection of the family and his own efforts, he grew into a generation of kings. Loose cultivators will never understand the attachment of family monks to their family.

boom……!

There was a terrible explosion and roar. This person, like a round of golden sun erupting, the terrible Yanyang Yuanli, at this moment, erupted with ten times the normal explosive power and destructive power. The golden Yanyang energy swept all directions, a thousand Meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters...

"Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, protector!"

"Crack! Boom..."

The entire seven-kilometer radius was covered by the explosion. Countless buildings and buildings were wiped out in the explosion. There were also many monks who escaped slowly. Before they could scream, their bodies were directly torn into pieces and turned into pieces. For the powder.

A mushroom cloud of golden energy soared into the sky, with a range of seven kilometers, shrouded in the power of the golden sun. Seen from an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the lower part seemed to be shrouded in a golden bowl.

"Brother Feng!"

"Little Lord!"

The people from Tianfeng and Zhanfeng were on the verge of the explosion, resisting the energy of the explosion with all their strength, and all of them were shocked to vomit blood and retreated, looking at Mu Feng who was enveloped by the self-explosion, worrying endlessly.

But Mu Feng was shrouded in the center of the explosion, bombarded and crushed by the most violent energy.

At the first level of cultivation in the realm of Tianpo, even under self-detonation, it can explode with a power comparable to that of a monk of the sixth or seventh level.

The power of this self-detonation directly destroyed an area comparable to a small city in the area of ​​Muzhou City, and the power was not weaker than a nuclear bomb.

I don't know how many innocent people who didn't have time to escape died under this blow, probably tens of thousands.