Chapter 736 Don't Hurt My Son!

The King of Light and the King of Spirits have successfully entered the Hongmeng Continent!

What does it mean for these two beings at the level of true immortals to enter Hongmeng Continent?

Many people may not have a concrete concept of this.

But if it is said that the mysterious immortals and gods who can easily sweep away all the powerful in Hongmeng Continent should be respected as kings, it is enough to know how terrifying they are.

This gap can no longer be filled by the number of monks.

They even need just one thought, and they can obliterate a strong man who has crossed the continent.

The terrifying coercion made the strong men of Cangyun Dao Palace vomit blood and kneel down.

The light is shining in the sky, and the spiritual energy is like a tide.

The two existences that can be called kings even among the immortal-level existences walked towards Cangyun Dao Palace step by step.

The King of Light and the King of Spiritual God did not start killing, because they were afraid that large-scale killing would stimulate the emperor in the dark, making them the targets that the law of the emperor wanted to attack again.

They just turned their hostile eyes on An Bulang.

An Bulang's strength is indeed very strong, but in front of the two existences in front of him, he is still as small as an ant. No matter how he deduces the battle situation, he can't come up with a winning result.

He will definitely lose this battle!

An Bulang felt his body trembling.

His blood is coagulating.

Being oppressed by the existence of two true immortals, the space was frozen. The power of this kind of space surpasses all energies, and can freeze everything in a fixed area.

An Bulang found that he had lost even the power to act on his own. This was a very scary thing, which meant that he could do nothing but let the other party do whatever they wanted.

"Is it you... who killed Immortal Shenji?" The Spirit God King came from the void and said condescendingly.

"What are you asking so much for? Kill him, turn him into light particles, and naturally you can read all the news..." the King of Light said lightly, with an indifferent expression on his face. It wants to crush An Bulang to death, just like crushing ants.

"That's right, killing an ordinary creature should not attract the attack of Emperor Ze." The Spirit God King nodded.

In front of the two kings, there is no immortality. No matter how powerful they are, they can only be called ordinary in their eyes. The only difference is the small ants and the slightly larger ants.

An Bulang, at most it can be regarded as a big flying ant, it is a little troublesome to deal with, it may need a slap.

"I'll kill!" King Guangming rushed to An Bulang first.

Its palm bursts out an incomparably sacred golden light, like a big golden ball of light. There are a lot of mysterious laws of light intertwined in that golden ball of light, which can reconstruct the world, breed infinite light and hope, and can transform all tangible substances Turn into light particles that can be absorbed by it.

"This is the Divine Lightning Boundary Ball of Soul Crossing Light King!"

"It is said that once the Light Realm Ball is released? It can easily turn the enemy into light particles and form characteristic nutrients for it to absorb. This move can easily kill a fairy-level existence? I really didn't expect it to use this move against that white-clothed boy? Isn't this shooting mosquitoes with cannons?"

"It's not a loss for that young man to die under such a top-level light magic."

Outside of the cave in the sky, all the powerhouses in the realm who were still paying attention to this battle spoke in amazement.

An Bulang couldn't move. He felt the terrifying power that suffocated him from that magic trick.

Too strong.

Even if he was shocked and physically accomplished? Faced with such a terrifying power, he would be turned into particles of light by a single blow!

Can't stop, really can't stop...

An Bulang was in a hurry? But he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

In the face of absolute power? Any way seems so pale!

Soul Crossing Light King's expression is indifferent? As if he is doing an extremely ordinary thing? The little monk in front of him will be turned into light particles by it in the next moment?

This is the king? There is no need to explain anything, and any strong person can be pinched in front of it.

However, the next moment, an even more terrifying aura enveloped it.

"Don't hurt my son!"

An extremely pleasant and angry shout came from outside the sky.

The soul-crossing light king felt the endless imperial prestige covering its body? The furious anger seemed to swallow it in the next moment.

"How can it be……"

Its expression ranged from indifference to shock.

It wants to move? But it feels like it can't move at all? It's exactly the same situation as An Bulang!

The next moment? The crimson Suzaku light hangs down from the sky.

It illuminates a world, intertwined with supreme truth, and even the emperor of the primordial universe makes way for it.

The expression of the soul-crossing Guangming King became even more shocked: "Empress Suzaku...you are a majestic emperor? You actually attacked me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Soul Crossing Light King was burned by the terrifying Suzaku light.

The soul-crossing Guangming King, who was strong enough to cross the Xinghai, only had to let out a scream, and his soul flew away.

The King of Spirit God, who was watching the play, was immediately frightened out of his wits when he saw this scene.

It used the secret method to escape without saying a word, but that ray of Suzaku's light, as if it had life, turned back in the void, drew a brilliant red trajectory like a peerless beauty, and hit the Spirit God King in the blink of an eye.

The unbelievably powerful Spirit God King only had time to groan before being annihilated by the Suzaku's light.

The two cosmic-level powerhouses who came to the Hongmeng Continent after going through all kinds of hardships fell like this.

The light of Suzaku turned into an illusory figure of a woman in Tsing Yi.

Almost all living beings saw that graceful and beautiful figure at this moment. She was so noble and perfect, as if she wanted to gather billions of stars in the universe on her body.

Yes, just an illusory figure is so beautiful and powerful that it seems to imprint all the sacred and invincible spirits in the hearts of all living beings.

What made everyone unbelievable was that such a woman who was strong enough to stand on the top of the universe turned her eyes to look at the boy in white.

She showed a doting smile at the young man in white, blinked playfully, and said softly: "Lang'er, you did a good job. Don't worry about other things, come when mother has finished dealing with these troubles." Looking for you."

"Okay... Mother." An Bulang's eyes turned red, and he nodded slightly.

He really wants to face all difficulties independently, and wants to grow with his own strength. But when he encountered an unsolvable life-and-death crisis, his mother suddenly appeared in front of him in an invincible posture and saved his life. Even if it was only transformed by a touch of power, it still greatly touched the young man's heart and soul.

The woman in Tsing Yi dissipated.

The boy in white was alone in the Cangyun Taoist Palace, looking up at the hole in the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The final struggle of the digital supreme existence was resolved under the absolute power of Empress Suzaku.

Facts have proved that the Supremes are also caught in the crisis of fighting, otherwise his mother would not be able to allocate strength to rescue him.

This war may not be over.

All the cultivators of Cangyun Taoist Palace looked at the young man in white in shock.

The girl in Tsing Yi was unimaginably powerful. Judging from her aura of arrogance, she might be a great emperor, and that great emperor actually called the son of a young man in white. This...

Some ancestors of the sect only felt their scalps go numb.

Even the Taoists who had been mentally prepared for a long time were terrified. They had thought that An Bulang was the second generation of immortals, but they didn't expect that this second generation of immortals had such a big background.

Could it be that An Bulang is also an emperor's son?

Thinking of this, countless people are not calm.

The identity of the emperor is so noble, and his life is so important, but why is that young man still so desperate, like a grassroots monk who is risking his life to practice in order to fight for opportunities, obviously there are other safe ways to practice... really not Do you take your own life seriously?

No one has been able to answer this question.

Looking at the peerless figure in white clothes, everyone felt that the boy's back was getting taller and taller.

Ye Feilian looked at the back, with a smile on her vicissitudes face, and murmured: "It's really not that important whether the emperor is the emperor or not. At this moment, he is An Bulang, and that is to save the Hongmeng Continent from danger." The great hero of..."

Taoist Mu Xian's words made many people wake up.

Yes, is the identity of a teenager really that important?

In the hearts of all the talents in Cangyun Taoist Palace, he is just the great hero who fights against the immortals with his mortal body and fights for the mainland! His myth will eventually be forged in his name!

It's not the son of the emperor, but the son of the God of Bulang! !

From the cave outside the sky, there came a group of supreme beings who roared unwillingly.

Immediately afterwards, the endless Suzaku sacred fire extinguished the sea of ​​stars and scorched the heaven and earth avenue.

The sound of fighting is getting quieter.

The emperor blessed on the Hongmeng Continent once again exploded with shocking power, repairing the cracks in the sky on his own.

The chaotic, dangerous and terrifying atmosphere from outside the territory disappeared.

The world was once again at peace.

The boy in white still stood there, looking up at the sky.

Behind him, voices began to sound.

"Son of God!"

"Son of God!!"

"Son of God!!"

The Tianjiao elders of the top sects spontaneously shouted this name.

Sounds converge into an ocean.

They are grateful, they worship, and in their minds, An Bulang is the great hero who saves the mainland!

"Master, from now on I want to be like the God Son of Bulang. I want to follow in his footsteps and become an indomitable monk!" A young man clenched his fists and said very seriously.

The boy in white was moved, he turned around, looked at the young Tianjiao, and smiled.

That smile is not amazing, but it is like a spring breeze, making people very comfortable.

An Bulang's Taoist heart became extremely transparent at this moment.

He knows that being himself can also be remembered.

Even if he is like this, he can become a role model for countless Tianjiao.

They are not envious of his status, but admire his knowledge and deeds.

God Son of Bulang is the title engraved in the minds of all beings in the Hongmeng Continent!