"So strong!"
"He can actually block the Raven of Misfortune's death aura?!"
"Just what kind of flame is that? What kind of flame technique does he cultivate?"
"It's at least a peerless king-class flame energy art. Otherwise, there's no way it could be so powerful."
"But isn't this kid just a commoner? Even if he joined the Giant Corporation, it's impossible for him to get a peerless king-class technique that even the King Clans can't get their hands on. "
"This world is full of good fortune and ruins. I bet this kid fell into one of those ruins and obtained a peerless king-class energy art. That's not impossible."
"Dammit. No wonder he's so strong. Even Feng Qiudao wasn't a match for him."
Tyrant Jie and the others were also completely shocked by Xia Ping's previous attack. Even the famous Crow of Misfortune had been injured by his punch. Even the death aura seemed to have no effect on him. This made them feel that it was inconceivable.
Just now, the shockwaves from the Raven of Misfortune's attack had spread everywhere, and some of the elite students had been corroded by the aura.
The result was obvious. Their bodies were corroded, as if they had been exposed to acid. Their meridians were in a withered state, and their life force was greatly damaged.
If they hadn't circulated their Qigong to expel the death aura, and taken precious medicinal pills, they would have been seriously injured.
If just the shockwaves were so strong, then what kind of pressure would Xia Ping be under when facing the Raven of Misfortune's all-out attack? They couldn't imagine that such a monster existed in this world.
"You want to make me your slave? Why don't you eat shit instead?!"
Xia Ping didn't show any mercy. He landed on the ground, and with a bang, he leaped up into the air, creating a ten-meter wide crater in the ground.
He leaped up into the air, reaching a height of over a hundred meters, and threw a punch at the Raven of Misfortune.
"Dammit!"
The Raven of Misfortune's face turned green. Even though it could fly with its wings, for a peak Martial Master, a hundred meters in the air was no different from the ground. It only took one leap for it to reach that height.
Bang!
The punch landed squarely on the Raven of Misfortune's face, sending it flying like a sandbag. It flew off into the distance, smashing through a huge mountain.
Rock after rock was shattered into pieces. Even the mountain peak seemed to be in a state of cracking, as if it couldn't withstand such an impact and was about to collapse.
As for the Crow of Misfortune, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs were severely injured.
Xiu!
However, Xia Ping still did not let the Crow of Misfortune off. With a few leaps, he arrived in front of the Crow of Misfortune. His fists were like a storm as they ruthlessly smashed over.
Bang bang bang!!
The Crow of Misfortune was immediately attacked like a storm. Every punch contained the power of a thousand catties, bombarding its body. It seemed as if every bone in its body was heavily injured.
If it wasn't for the fact that it had a King's Bloodline and its body was much stronger than ordinary monsters, it would have been smashed into minced meat by Xia Ping with just a few punches.
But in the face of such a blow, it was powerless to resist. This made it feel incomparably humiliated.
"Despicable human, you forced me to do this. Die!" With a boom, the Crow of Misfortune suddenly unleashed a power that was several times stronger than before. In an instant, Xia Ping was sent flying over a thousand meters away.
Suddenly, a black flag appeared in front of the Crow of Misfortune.
There were many skulls on the flag, as well as many vengeful spirits. From time to time, the flag would emit demonic roars that seemed to come from hell. It was a terrifying sight.
The moment the flag appeared, a sinister wind blew. With the Crow of Misfortune as the center, the area within a radius of three to four kilometers seemed to turn into a land of death.
A majestic black aura emerged. The weeds and trees on the ground all withered, as if all their vitality had been completely stripped away.
"Oh no! This is the famous treasure of the Crow of Misfortune, the Purgatory Vengeful Soul Flag!" The tycoon's expression immediately changed when he saw the black flag appear.
He came from a King's Clan, so he was very knowledgeable and well-informed. He had come to the Sky Demon Battlefield this time to cram up all sorts of information about the Demon Race.
This included the famous treasure of the Crow of Misfortune, the Purgatory Vengeful Soul Flag!
This flag contained the power of Purgatory. The souls of all living beings killed by the Crow of Misfortune would not go to hell. Instead, they would be absorbed into this flag and become the treasure's power.
The more living beings the Crow of Misfortune killed, the more powerful the flag would be.
It could be said that the Purgatory Vengeful Soul Flag was a famous treasure even among the many treasures. It had killed countless powerful enemies, causing people to tremble in fear just by hearing its name.
In the past, during the war between the Demon Race and the Human Race, this flag had killed countless monarchs of the Human Race. It could be said to be a deadly weapon through and through.
The tycoon and the others had not expected the Crow of Misfortune to actually dare to bring this treasure into the Sky Demon Battlefield. Was it not afraid of losing this precious treasure here?
"No, this is not the real thing. It's a fake," Lian Zhengshun said gravely.
Many elite students also stared at the flag and immediately felt relieved. Indeed, if this was the legendary Purgatory Vengeful Soul Flag, the flag would probably envelop an area of hundreds of kilometers in an earth-shattering aura of death.
If the Demon King used its full strength, even a city would probably be turned into a dead zone.
"Hmph, yes, this is a fake, but it has at least 10% of the real thing's power. It's more than enough to deal with a mere Martial Master." The Crow of Misfortune sneered.
The demonic power in its body surged and whistled. A majestic demonic power immediately poured into the flag.
Rumble ~ ~
The Purgatory Vengeful Soul Flag suddenly shook and flashed with black light. A black vortex seemed to appear in the depths of the flag. It was as if chaos was flowing and a terrifying aura of death was brewing.
In the depths of the vortex, skeletons, evil spirits, and demons seemed to have appeared. They all seemed to have crawled out from the depths of the flag and appeared in the air.
These creatures were all killed by the Crow of Misfortune. Their souls were collected by the flag and turned into puppets. They had to provide power for the flag for the rest of their lives until they died.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, hundreds and thousands of skeletons, evil spirits, and demons appeared in the air. Each of them emitted a monstrous demonic aura. They had all reached the Martial Master Realm.
Many of them were experts at the peak of the Martial Master Realm.
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