The Evil King and the Mad Concubine

Chapter 1470 Evil Cannot Conquer Good

This scene was exactly like how the blood-colored monster dealt with them before, and the corners of Qu Yan's mouth twitched. This scene made her feel very funny.

"Hmph! Is that so? Let's see if your King Kong is stronger, or this Lord's devil is stronger!" Feng Xianjun was furious, and immediately yelled, the blood-colored devil expanded again, and he felt as if he was indomitable. A huge bloody fist hit Helian Qiongtian's golden fist.

Qu Yan suddenly lit up with colorful light, and spread it directly to the bottom. She felt that if the bottom was not defended in this battle, she might be wiped out as a flat ground, and the weeds would not grow.

The two fists collided, and the air twisted and tore, revealing black strips of nothingness, which was amazing. I saw the two giants retreat three or four steps each, as if they were evenly matched.

Immediately, the two roared at the same time, and collided again, not only their fists, bodies, and feet, they all collided for real, looking extremely brutal and shocked.

Qu Yan used her greatest strength to keep the seven-color light layer intact, but the increasingly powerful airflow made her feel very difficult. Fortunately, Tiandizhan seemed to feel her thoughts, and the continuous seven-color light shrouded below.

Helian Qiongtian and Feng Xianjun were fighting with all their strength, using all their strength and formations, roaring, thunder rolling, and the sky trembling for it. This is the battle at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm.

The giants were fighting, while Helian Qiongtian and Feng Xianjun were staring at each other, the light in their hands never stopped, and it seemed that all the trump cards had been drawn.

"My lord, do you want me to help you!" Qu Yan called out.

"No need, this king is enough to deal with this demon!" Helian Qiongtian replied very confidently, and then the sky was filled with golden light, and his golden figure became taller and more majestic. , It seems to have suddenly become a short man.

Feng Xianjun was taken aback, and immediately shouted angrily, his blood was surging, and the blood-colored demon grew a little taller, but he was still shorter than the golden figure of Helian Qiongtian. The feeling of not being able to last.

"Feng Xianjun, this king will let you see what it means that evil cannot overcome good!" As he said, his big golden palm suddenly slapped down on the head of the bloody big devil.

Feng Xianjun was terrified, felt a huge danger, and wanted to escape, but the golden palms were overwhelming, and where he could escape, he could only be slapped directly by the golden palms while screaming.

"Ah! I don't accept it!" Feng Xianjun's miserable cry came from under the golden palm, hysterical.

"So what if you don't accept it, you have no chance." After Helian Qiongtian said, he yanked his palm fiercely, and Quyan heard a crackling sound in his ears, and then saw the body of Feng Xianjun on the other side begin to burst , streaks of blood erupted from his body, and those blood-red eyes were full of disbelief and resentment.

"This king will not let you die, because it will be cheaper for you to die so soon." Helian Qiongtian did not know where to take out an old wooden barrel, which was as big as a bathing barrel, and then the deity took a step forward. Just in front of Fengxianjun's body, watching Fengxianjun explode, there is only one stick left in the end.

Helian Qiongtian slapped his palm directly on the top of his head again, and Feng Xianjun slapped a mouthful of blood-colored mist directly, and then let out an astonishing, earth-shattering and miserable cry.

(End of this chapter)