My Rich, And Beautiful Wife

In front of the entrance to the Iron Fortress, the light on Wushuang's body was getting weaker and weaker, like a candle that was about to go out...    

Obviously.    

Her life force was about to come to an end.    

"Sorry, Little White..." At this moment, Wushuang also knew that she was about to exhaust all of her life force. She said to Little White in her mind, "Even if I die, I will block it here, but it's a pity for you. You're staying in my body, but you can't think for your sake... "    

"It's alright. I can leave the Kunlun Cloud that has been trapped for ten thousand years. I will be satisfied with just one more look at the outside world." Little White consoled her.    

At this moment, the number of phantoms released by the unparalleled 'Shadow Kill Technique' was getting lesser and lesser, and they were getting weaker and weaker.    

Finally.    

The last shadow was shattered by White Robed Pope.    

The twelve popes were also panting as they looked at Wushuang, who was crawling on the ground. He said angrily. : " I told you, you are an idiot. You clearly know that it is useless, yet you still waste your life for nothing. You're truly the biggest idiot in the world!"    

As he spoke, he was going to be unparalleled and head for the entrance.    

However.    

Just as he stepped forward, he was suddenly pulled by something.    

He lowered his head to take a look.    

Surprisingly, it was Wushuang's hand that grabbed his ankle!    

"Bastard!!"    

White Robed Pope saw that she had not given up and was furious. He raised his scepter and aimed it at her head!    

At this moment.    

Suddenly, the entire earth trembled violently!    

Like an earthquake, the twelve popes, as well as Wushuang, were shaken to the point that they slid down from the Iron Fortress to the ground.    

"What... happened?"    

The twelve popes looked around.    

At this time.    

A black shadow heavily fell to the ground, like a meteor landing, smashing out a huge crater!    

The Twelve Pope looked over and was instantly excited!    

The person who fell was shockingly the Red-eyed Devil King!    

As for the Fiendgods, they were currently standing tall in the sky, mighty and domineering!    

"Hahaha, this is great!!"    

The Twelve Pope laughed excitedly.    

"The gods have won!"    

"Then we can go to Sumeru Land and complete the last mission - save the Demon Sovereign!!"    

"Hahahaha!"    

"......"    

The severely injured Yin Chuan and Wushuang fell to the ground. They looked up at the gods and devils who were looking down at the world, and the Twelve Pope who were celebrating. Their hearts were dead.    

It was over.    

It was over.    

Everything will end in failure...    

At this moment.    

With a loud boom, a huge golden beam of light shot out from the ground!    

The golden beam of light shot straight into the horizon!    

It completely scattered the black clouds in the sky.    

They turned into golden clouds that surrounded the golden light pillar.    

"This, this is..."    

Yin Chuan, Wushuang, and the twelve popes were all stunned.    

Very quickly.    

Everyone saw it clearly!    

The golden light that had rushed out of the ground was shockingly a huge golden dragon formed from astral energy!    

The huge golden dragon was lifelike, and the scales on its body flickered with specks of light.    

"Why, why is there a dragon?"    

"Where did it come from?"    

... ""    

The Twelve Pope was astonished.    

White Robed Pope frowned and said, "Don't panic! This isn't a real dragon. It's formed from the aura-qi of eastern cultivators. It's very common."    

Although he said so.    

However, everyone was still inexplicably nervous.    

They could also see that the golden dragon was formed from Stellar Energy, but it was too lifelike!    

It was so lifelike that even the invisible aura it emitted could suppress people to not dare raise their heads.    

At this moment.    

"Roar -!!"    

The huge golden dragon roared in the sky.    

The entire sky was filled with violent winds as well.    

At this moment.    

The black-robed Pope said in surprise, "Look! There's... a person up there!"    

Everyone looked over.    

They were surprised to see a person emitting golden light standing straight on top of the giant golden dragon's head!    

"That figure looks somewhat... familiar..."    

The black-clothed Church's Emperor.    

At this moment.    

Yin Chuan and Wushuang widened their eyes and said in a daze, "It's Qin Feng!"    

They were too familiar with that figure. It was Qin Feng!    

"He... succeeded!"    

Wushuang was crying tears of joy. Her eyes were also wet with tears.    

Yin Chuan was even more excited as tears flowed down his face.    

It was as if he had seen a true savior, and he was so excited that words could not describe how he felt.    

Very quickly.    

The sky calmed down.    

Qin Feng, who was standing on top of the giant golden dragon's head, came to the front of the giant thing. His eyes were like a torch.    

The moment the golden dragon rushed out of the ground, the gods and devils could feel its incomparable pride. It made him very unhappy. He said to Qin Feng, "Little devil, the people of the world can only bow their heads in front of me. Why do you dare to look at me directly?"    

"The 'people in the world' you are talking about are those old men down there, right?" Qin Feng said lightly, "I think that does not include me. One. "    

“ Oh? "    

The Fiendgod was slightly stunned, and then he seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha... In thousands of years, you are the first person who dared to speak to me in such a way. Not bad, not bad at all. However, arrogance... must pay a price. "    

After saying that.    

The Fiendgod raised its skeletal claws and began to condense a black devil air bomb.    

On the ground.    

Yin Chuan and Wushuang were extremely worried when they saw this. They wanted to shout for Qin Feng not to take the attack head on, but their bodies were seriously injured, and they couldn't use any strength to speak.    

They had seen the power of gods and devils before.    

There were huge craters in the ground that were a few miles wide. It was the black devil air bomb that the gods and devils had used during their battle with the Red-eyed Devil King. It was a very powerful attack.    

However, at this moment...    

Qin Feng had no intention of dodging.    

On the ground, when the twelve popes saw this, they curled their lips and said, "When that kid recovered from his injuries, he started to pretend to be strong. Now, let him know that there will be no good outcome if he pretends to be strong!"    

Boom!    

The Demon Claw of the gods and devils had already finished condensing the Demon air bomb. It raised its hand and suddenly struck at him!!    

Just as it was about to hit Qin Feng, Qin Feng formed hand seals with both hands and slammed his palm onto the golden dragon's head: "Dragon's Roar!!"    

The golden dragon opened its huge mouth and let out a loud roar: "Roar!!!"    

The roar was as loud as thunder!    

It shook the heavens and the earth, crying for ghosts and gods!    

It caused all living beings within a hundred li to tremble!!    

The Twelve Pope and the others on the ground felt as though they had seen a god. They could not help but sit on the ground, their hearts beating rapidly, and they were terrified and at a loss...    

Very quickly.    

The roar gradually disappeared.    

What followed was the black devil air bomb that the Fiendgod threw out, as well as the entire Fiendgod!    

In other words...    

The Fiendgod was reduced to ashes by the roar!    

On the ground.    

Yin Chuan and Wushuang were completely stunned.    

Their eyes were wide open and their mouths were wide open. Their jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.    

They could feel that Qin Feng could win.    

However, with just a single roar, he had turned the incomparably powerful Fiendgods into ashes. It was truly unbelievable.    

"Who, who can... pinch me and see if I'm dreaming..."    

Yin Chuan muttered in a daze.    

In the sky.    

The thick dark clouds had completely dispersed.    

The sky had returned to its usual blue color, and there were no clouds for thousands of miles.    

The giant golden dragon under Qin Feng's feet disappeared, and he descended from the sky, landing steadily in front of the Twelve Pope.