Bang ！！！！
The dragon and the tiger met, and the two fought each other!
The ground trembled as the incomparably powerful auras collided, and those who had already been knocked away by Fang's collision were hit by another huge wave of Qi directly before they could understand what was happening.
The four sons of the Devil's Gate and the others hurriedly used their energy shields to resist, but they still had their energy shields shattered and were knocked over and blown even further away.
And those who were close with low cultivation levels couldn't even shout out in misery before they were reduced to nothing in the middle of the huge wave!
"Is this ...... the power of a demigod?" Ye Kucheng was similarly sent flying dozens of meters away, wretchedly climbing up from the ground, looking at Wang Juzhi and Han Qianqian in the distance in horror.
The four sons of the Devil's Gate were also woefully scrambled up from the ground, and only then did they suddenly realise that the trees around them were all destroyed and no grass was left.
Horror!
Shock!
If a demigod were to strike with all his might, would the mountains and rivers be destroyed?
In the middle of the golden red light.
At this moment, Wang Juzhi's face was fierce, looking at Han Qianqian viciously, sweat pouring down his forehead.
The arrogance he had felt before was now replaced by panic!
"Impossible, impossible, I am already a demigod, how can you possibly be qualified to fight me?" Wang Juzhi asked, looking at Han Qianqian incredulously.
It was really hard for him to understand, with his current cultivation level, how could anyone in this world, other than the two true gods, be able to match it.
"You would say the same thing, demigod, isn't this not a true god? Why can't it resist you?" Han Qianqian smiled contemptuously.
Wang Juzhi had the Heart of God, but Han Qianqian also had the Blood of God, and everyone had the heritage of a near demigod, so what did Han Qianqian have to fear?
Although Wang Juzhi had the pills to protect his body, Han Qianqian also had a golden body and the imperishable mystical armour to protect his body, and the aura in his body was multiplied by the heart of the dragon race.
"I really underestimated you." Wang Juzhi coldly shouted, "But do you really think that just because you can withstand one blow from me, you can be arrogant and have no one in sight? Let me tell you, it's too early. I have only used seventy percent of my strength."
Han Qianqian smiled disdainfully, "Then do you know how much force I used?"
Wang Juzhi did not answer, but his eyes were already quite angry.
"If you can carry your blow, of course you can be arrogant, if you can carry my blow, you can do the same, the question is, can you carry it?"
With a single word, Wang Juzhi's heart was appalled!
What do you mean?
Could he withstand his blow?
He was simply too arrogant!
"Get up!" With a furious shout, Han Qianqian fiercely increased his strength and gave a violent push.
Here, Wang Juzhi's power also increased at the same time, but that power seemed to have barely reached the edge before he only felt a sudden huge force come at his palm, followed by a torrent of energy that directly crushed across the energy he had lifted like a mountain torrent erupting directly to his face!
"Poof!"
Wang Juzhi's entire body was directly knocked back by the strange force, and every step he took left extremely deep footprints on the ground, but even so, it took him four or five steps before he could barely stabilise his figure.
The next second, blood gushed out directly from his throat!
"You!" Wang Juzhi looked at Han Qianqian in annoyance, shocked beyond belief at the guy in front of him, but the moment he moved, his entire body's tendons and veins hurt abnormally.
Obviously, he had ended up injured in the Palm Peak duel!
"I told you that you couldn't carry it off, right?" Han Qianqian laughed coldly, his words filled with contempt.
"You've reached Demigod too?" Wang Juzhi looked at Han Qianqian incredulously, frowning as he endured the severe pain.
Han Qianqian laughed without answering, but instead said mockingly, "Losers, are you qualified to ask questions of the victors?"
Wang Juzhi was so angry that another mouthful of old blood came out, and his brow furrowed, "In the God's Mound, did you hide something else that you didn't give me? Otherwise, why do I stop short while you ...... are qualified to confront me?!"
Han Qianqian coldly and said, "Guess!"
Wang Juzhi's face was cold, he didn't need Han Qianqian to answer, he already knew the answer, otherwise, this couldn't explain all the facts in front of him.
At the same time, Wang Juzhi's mind was suddenly enlightened, because Han Qianqian had taken away what he should have become a god, and even, had taken away everything from Immortal Spirit Island.
"It seems that I really have to kill you." Wang Juzhi gritted his teeth and said.
"With you?" Han Qianqian said disdainfully.
"Of course not with me." Wang Juzhi laughed coldly.
Suddenly, at that moment, Han Qianqian felt darkness above his head, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a giant streamer suddenly fly above his head and spin rapidly.
And almost at the same time, several monks dressed in robes, with lama hats on their heads and their skin appearing red all over rushed out, holding Dharma beads or staffs, and quickly surrounded Han Qianqian.
"I know you're capable, but for someone who can run out of the Endless Abyss, do you really think I don't have other preparations?"
Han Qianqian frowned and was about to take a step forward when a pillar of grey light suddenly shot out from the giant streamer, directly enveloping Han Qianqian within, and a strange demonic sound drifted into his ears at the right time.
In the distance, on the hill, human figures shifted.
Ye Lucheng's face was cold as he followed closely behind a man, and behind them was a large army of 60,000 to 70,000 people, marching forward!
"Han Qianqian, you're dead." Ye Lucheng coldly shouted darkly in his heart.
The man in front of Ye Lucheng looked at the figure in the middle of the void clan with a torch-like gaze, and under the sunlight, his face was exceptionally familiar at this time - it was none other than the Pill God Pavilion's Wang Juzhi!