Chapter 1137 Purple Origin Opens! True God State (3)

The opponent's strength is not very strong. But the particularity of his body enables him to withstand power far beyond his own.

In the face of thunder and lightning that can destroy evil and demons, it is also very resistant.

"Little girl, you go to the back of my soul beast first."

Wang Feng glanced at Jiang Nannan.

"okay!"

Jiang Nannan replied immediately.

Wang Feng said, he came to Jiang Nannan, lifted her shoulders, and threw her directly towards Long Xie's position.

Jiang Nannan balanced his body in mid-air, and landed on Long Xie's back barely stably. Helping the bulge behind Long Xie, he looked down with a slightly pale face.

This senior's soul beast seems to have changed again. From the rough shape, it can also be seen that Yanyanlong grew up.

But it was an earth-shaking change.

Incredible.

"Senior, can you defeat that evil soul beast?

Jiang Nannan muttered.

"You little girl, how dare you doubt the boss... But speaking of it, this evil soul beast is really troublesome."

Long Xie flew in midair, planning to give Wang Feng a sweep.

With his strength alone, he cannot solve this evil soul beast for the time being.

Only make soy sauce on the side. Involuntarily, Long Xie remembered the vision of heaven and earth caused by the boss that day.

below.

Wang Feng looked at Mo Yin not far away and moved his palm slightly, "Long Xie, hit me with your thunder."

Long Xie was stunned, not knowing what the boss meant.

But still did.

The purple wings directly split two thunders and landed on Wang Feng.

Of course, he wouldn't worry about the boss's body, and he would be injured by two direct thunderbolts.

Purple lightning fell on Wang Feng, and in an instant, it seemed to cover Wang Feng's body with a faint purple light.

Looks full of majesty.

"Boss, what do you want to do?"

Long Xie asked loudly.

"Don't do anything, just brew and decorate it first."

Wang Feng said.

"..." Long Xie.

next moment!

I saw a purple pattern on Wang Feng's body suddenly lit up!

The first purple source power is on!

This is the first time that Wang Feng has officially used the purple source pattern that he has cultivated for so long.

After the previous fusion, because there was no soul ring attached, and it could not be used, these seven purple origin patterns.

This represents the supreme power of the Origin Tribulation God King.

Now finally able to use it!

Like a purple electric arc, it ran through Wang Feng's body.

It finally converged on Wang Feng's head, forming a mysterious golden thunder pattern.

In the center of the pattern, there is a strange sharp blade, like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife.

Layers of purple rays of light rose up from Wang Feng, forming a sky-high arrogance!

The dark night sky seemed to be awakened by the light on Wang Feng's body at this moment.

That Mo Yin's pupils shrank, and his dark, vertical eyes stared at this mysterious human being.

From the other side, he actually had a kind of fear!

Wang Feng opened his eyes, and the fourteen pairs of black and gold light wings behind him suddenly became longer, as if they had become a background board!

The eyes are cold and ruthless, as if representing the creator of the supreme law, who has the right to judge all beings!

At this moment, Wang Feng seems to be really like a god!

At least, in the eyes of Long Xie, Wang Feng in front of him did not talk about his strength, but just based on his aura, compared to the god king he and Bingmu Linjun faced in the original battle of gods,

Not much weaker!

The first purple origin, representing the judgment and judgment.

After turning it on, Wang Feng's body absorbed the power of the source in the purple source pattern.

Entered a state of 'True God'.

Raising hands and feet, they all have great power!

The power of heaven and earth seems to be under Wang Feng's control.

This feeling is very wonderful, Wang Feng closed his eyes, it may be stronger than the deified state of the first form of Chaos Qinglian.

However, this is not a soul skill. It is the power of the source of the God King of the Origin Tribulation.

Even if it's not complete yet, Wang Feng's soul power is not enough to support it for a long time.

But also perverted enough.

The next moment, Wang Feng disappeared in place.

The space seems to have fallen into exquisiteness, and Mo Yin is not yet stunned, and appears in front of the convenience like a teleportation.

The swirling energy exploded in mid-air, and it was an air explosion caused by the speed being too fast.

Boom~!

Wang Feng once again landed on Mo Yin with a punch, and the purple light spread on his body, and every blow contained the strongest power!

Mo Yin was not a very large body, and a hole appeared directly.

The pure power broke Mo Yin's body, and the wriggling body looked extremely terrifying.

"puff…"

Blood spurted out of Mo Yin's mouth, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Wang Feng turned into a purple phantom, interweaving a thunder-like arc in the air, and punched punch after punch simply and straightforwardly fell on Mo Yin.

In just a few blinks, Mo Yin was already riddled with holes.

Even the head was broken in half.

But Mo Yin's huge vitality was perfectly reflected at this moment.

Even at this level, he is still not dead!

Even bigger, Wang Feng found that the other's body seemed to be evolving, and his endurance was gradually increasing.

Obviously, this is the characteristic of the opponent's body.

Boom~!

Another punch, Mo Yin seems to have completely turned into a human stick, and there is no one intact on the whole body.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

However, he still laughed a few times.

Just laugh, but don't say anything.

Like a smug smile, a sarcastic smile.

Wang Feng was expressionless, and opened the first blood pattern, and his score was greatly increased.

If the opponent was a normal evil soul beast, he would have died many times.

But what kind of terrifying vitality kept him from dying.

Now he can still laugh.

Vaguely, Wang Feng roughly knew something.

The next moment, Wang Feng raised his hand to the night sky!

"Judgment Heavenly Tribulation!"

Wang Feng slammed the palm of his hand, as if he was calling to hold something.

crackling~!

The dark night sky was quite quiet, but at this moment, a cloudy vortex suddenly appeared!

A golden and dazzling light rumbled down from this cloud vortex.

That's golden lightning!

As if to break open the world, that sturdy golden lightning, following Wang Feng's guidance, fell towards the distant Mo Yin.

This is the real catastrophe, the trial catastrophe.

Any ancestor of Thunder and Lightning is also the most powerful and top-notch power that symbolizes this world!

Representing the power of God, judge and annihilate any creature that violates the rules of divine power!

Long Xie is most familiar with this, because this is indeed the real catastrophe!

"Fuck! This martial spirit, the boss, is too perverted!"

Long Xie murmured.

Even the calamity can be controlled!

And this is by no means an ordinary catastrophe. In this terrifying purple trial catastrophe, there is a great power that can give Long Xie a feeling of being unable to resist. .

In the golden thunder of judgment, Mo Yin's smile stopped, it should be frozen.

Then there was a shrill scream...