Chapter 162： No brains

There was a bang!

Sixteen golden pills flew out, immersed in time and space, in the void, it seemed that there were sixteen little suns all at once!

Shining radiantly, powerful force descends across the sky!

At this moment, indescribable power descended!

Within a hundred miles, all became a mixed hole!

"boom!"

At this moment, everyone saw that with Yang Ming as the center, all the heavens and the earth within a radius of a hundred li blasted out together with sixteen golden cores, and the radiant moment seemed as if the world had evaporated!

Blazing light and power continue to bombard!

The world is not the world!

"Sixteen golden cores, sixteen golden core masters shot together, this kind of grand occasion is rare in the ages!"

Upon seeing this, everyone around us screamed in excitement!

"Did you see it, Wucheng Yang, this is the true strength of my Great Li Dynasty, six factions and ten heavenly people, do you see it!"

Everyone couldn't help but roar!

"It is said that the more magical powers you cultivate, the greater your golden core's achievements in the future, and the greater your potential. These sixteen masters, all of whom have a deep foundation, have cultivated more than 20 kinds of magical powers in their golden core. , 16 people add up to three hundred and twenty supernatural powers!"

"God, so many supernatural powers, it's terrifying!"

"It is said that people have cultivated fifty-five kinds of supernatural powers in the golden core of the five cities of Yang. Although I don't know how he cultivated, but at this moment, he is nothing more than that!"

"Hey, fifty-five kinds of magical powers are condensed into golden cores. How much perseverance, adventures, and hard work are needed to succeed. After all, this Yang Wucheng is still too tender. If it is me, I will never be tough with these masters. Even if they kill their Tianjiao, they will leave immediately, so that no one can catch me, and then wait for an opportunity like a cobra to ambush!"

At this moment, a shrewd man shook his head, watching the scene before him, a sigh flashed across his face.

"Yes, Yang Wucheng is too unwise, the dignified and peerless Tianjiao, he can't make head-on, so why bother?"

The young man next to him nodded, looked at the void scene, and sighed.

"Sora has a peerless talent, but no brains, no matter how high his cultivation base is, what's the use?"

"Yeah, this Yang Wucheng is too foolish. He is a Tianjiao cultivation base, so why bother to die here? It is better to fly away from the beginning. Although these masters are powerful, it is impossible to pursue him."

"Double fists are hard to beat a dead hand, no matter how powerful a genius is in this world, if you don't understand the low-key, you still have to die!"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed!

At this moment, the situation in the field changed again!

I saw the golden core masters of the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China blasted the golden core!

After the golden core, magical powers were bombarded down.

At this moment, at least three hundred magical powers bombarded down, forming a magnificent picture in the void!

If someone can freeze this scene, there are only two words to describe it, that is shock!

"Biluohuangquan supernatural power!"

"Molten gold sunset knife!"

"Void Destruction Technique!"

"..."

"go to hell!"

At this moment, the roar of the Sixteen Great Golden Core masters, accompanied by the power of the Golden Core, blasted down.

Between heaven and earth, only this voice is left!

"It's useless, let's go, today Yang Wucheng will definitely die!"

"Let's go, let's go, there is nothing left to see, a generation of Tianjiao, this will end!"

"Hey, what a pity..."

Upon seeing this, everyone sighed and turned around, unable to bear to see how Yang Ming died.