"Progress is a matter of course. In this natural disaster world, with the help of a superb Taoist device, it will not take a thousand miles in a day. I am now a half-step Realm King. I can truly step into the Realm King just by refining it into one!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Wuchen chuckled lightly.

"Yang Wucheng, you are really amazing. No wonder my Wei family can be wiped out by you, but you shouldn't have come to this natural disaster world. If you are outside, I may not be able to help you, but inside, you are pure. I'm looking for death!"

"The transformation of natural disasters, the shrinking of the world, the horn of natural disasters, the great disaster technique!"

After speaking, Wei Wuchen sneered, and suddenly an ancient horn appeared in his hand. In the horn, there was a whimper, and then Wei Wuchen's catastrophe technique was activated, and the entire natural disaster world suddenly shrank.

In a blink of an eye, the vast space in front of me has become only a quarter.

Moreover, the disaster air on all the surrounding mountain peaks gathered on this peak one after another and was grasped by the horn of natural disaster.

"No, this is the horn of the evolving natural disaster world. He has actually found it over the years, and he has become one with human treasure. Now he is a complete Seventh Layer of Longevity, a realm king master!"

Upon seeing this, the white-clothed woman could not help but shouted, her face extremely solemn.

"How about, Yang Wucheng, do you think you still have a chance to win now, can you still run away?"

Wei Wuchen laughed and looked at Yang Ming, with an arrogant expression, high above him, looking down at Yang Ming.

"Wei Wuchen, do you think that with your half-hearted power of the world, plus a superb Taoist weapon that you can't control, you can win the battle?"

However, facing Wei Wuchen's arrogance, Yang Ming smiled faintly, disdainfully said.

"Really? Yang Wucheng, geniuses are always proud and full of self-confidence. This is good, but it takes time. Even if I can't master this natural disaster horn, it is definitely not something you can resist!"

Wei Wuchen shook his head and smiled contemptuously.

Obviously he has completely ignored Yang Ming now.

"Really? You thought I was just joking?"

Upon seeing this, Yang Ming smiled faintly.

"I don't understand how your fascinated self-confidence came from, but with your current strength, it is a dead end in front of me."

"If you cultivate into your own world and become a myth in three years, with so many great great powers, maybe I am not your opponent, no, I must not be your opponent, even if I cultivate into my own world, and Completely master this natural disaster horn, but now I want to kill you, it's easy!"

"Well, I am too lazy to continue wasting my tongue with you here. It seems that you still don't know what kind of existence you are facing, and you don't know what a myth is!"

"Just tell you directly, this natural disaster horn, he evolved from the catastrophe technique, is a symbol of disaster, and I hold the natural disaster horn now, which is equivalent to practicing the catastrophe technique to the realm of Dzogchen!"

"Three thousand avenues, the catastrophe technique ranks eighth. What is this concept? It represents the three thousand avenues. There are only the first seven kinds that can compete with me. Get together, but so what!"

"In my eyes, it is still a trick, Yang Wucheng, let you see the true power of the catastrophe technique!"

"Great catastrophe!"

Wei Wuchen sneered and blew the horn of natural disaster in his hand!