Why is the physical body of a monk who has not yet become an immortal so powerful?

The more Shenji Xuanxian fought, the more his scalp felt numb.

The boy is obviously not a god, but he is better than a god, possessing the power of a god and possessing a body at the level of a god.

Moreover, the most bizarre thing is that the young man kept using extremely terrifying Taoist realms and laws without using the power of the fairy spirit at all. Could it be that the other party was really a Taoist realm monk.

But how could there be such a heaven-defying cultivator in this world?!

An Bulang looks like a god but not a god, and looks like an immortal but not an immortal.

Shenji has never seen such a strange and terrifying existence.

"Zhenwu Zhanquan·Dragon Tiger!"

The divine machine suddenly showed murderous intent, and with the divine light of its fist shining, a divine tiger and a green dragon appeared together, transforming into a peerless true martial warrior, and blasted out at An Bulang's chest.

The roar of tigers and the roar of dragons shook the sky.

Thousands of celestial lights exploded!
Chapter completed!