Boom, boom, boom!
Colorful rays of magical power appeared, surging toward Wang Ming and causing the energy factors in the void to ripple ceaselessly.
They were not accompanied by any scenes of heaven and earth changing color or space shattering.
The absence of such phenomena did not mean their might was weak.
This was merely because the level of the Journey to the West World was too high, so the upper limit of the world's spatial strength was also high.
The energy beams fired by the six great demon kings could easily break spatial barriers in the Marvel World.
Clearly,
Bull Demon King and the other demon kings wanted to put Wang Ming to death, urging their magical powers to the limit.
Sun Wukong couldn't help clicking his tongue at this scene, thinking to himself: Big Brother Bull and the others really hate this old emperor! Such an attack is something even my bronze head and iron brain couldn't withstand.
Boom—
A huge roaring sound rang out as the energy beams fired by the six great demon kings collided.
Although the six great demon kings were all demons and practiced demonic arts, their respective attributes were not the same.
When the six types of energy collided, they instantly underwent a violent reaction, producing an even more intense explosion that increased their destructive power by yet another notch.
Heavenly Court,
"What weapon is that?"
"It's actually so hard and formidable, able to withstand the full-strength strike of the six great demon kings without the slightest damage."
Certain immortals and gods on the Lingxiao Palace expressed their astonishment with exclamations.
Behold,
above the resplendent and magnificent hall, a huge golden mirror floated, its surface reflecting lifelike images.
Within the picture,
the six great demon kings had unleashed a full-strength strike, but