Check in to the Douluo Continent Chapter 1137: Purple Origin is on! The state of true God (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, which 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.

"Um... good!"

Jiang Nannan replied immediately.

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

Jiang Nannan balanced her 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's an earth-shaking change.

It's 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 mid-air, planning to give Wang Feng a sweep.

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

You can 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 it.

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

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

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 power.

"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.

The next moment!

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

The first purple source power is on!

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

After the fusion before, because there is no soul ring attached, and it cannot be used, these seven purple origin patterns.

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

Now it's finally working!

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

Finally, it converges 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 light rose from Wang Feng's body, forming a soaring 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 feeling 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!

His eyes are cold and ruthless, as if they represent 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 Long Xie's eyes, Wang Feng in front of him doesn't talk about his strength, but just based on his aura, he is not much weaker than the God King that he and Bingmu Lin-jun faced during the God War!

The first purple source, representing judgment and judgment.

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

Entered a state of 'True God'.

When you raise your hands and feet, you 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 Chaos Qinglian's first form.

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 delicacy, and Mo Yin is not yet stunned, and the convenience appears in front of him like a teleportation.

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

Boom~!

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

Mo Yin is 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.

"Pfft..."

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 landed on Mo Yin.

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

Half of the head was shattered.

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

Even at this level, he still isn't dead!

Even bigger, Wang Feng found that the opponent'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.

"Hahahaha..."

However, he still laughed a few times.

Just laughing, but not saying anything.

Like a smug laugh, a sarcastic laugh.

Wang Feng was expressionless as he opened the first blood pattern, and he got a huge increase~IndoMTL.com~ 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.

I can still laugh now.

Vaguely, Wang Feng knew something.

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

"Judgment Tribulation!"

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

Crackle~!

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 about to break open the world, that sturdy golden lightning, following Wang Feng's guidance, fell towards the demon in the distance.

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!

Represents the power of heaven, judging and annihilating 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 catastrophe 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...