Just when everyone thought that Chen Zhao had lost, Chen Zhao suddenly threw a punch.
Chen Zhao suddenly threw a punch. The Kusanagi sword in Mr. Jun's hand shattered instantly.
Mr. Jun Fang was shocked. Chen Zhao swept out again and his fist landed on Mr. Jun Fang's chest.
Whoosh —
All the flesh and blood from Mr. Jun Fang's chest to his right shoulder flew out instantly.
Mr. Jun Fang was also sent flying by the terrifying force.
Chen Zhao touched his neck. It was very uncomfortable to have his neck cut open.
However, his powerful vitality and the recovery ability of the Nirvana Flame healed the wound almost instantly.
Even Zhang Tianyi, Perfected Wuxu, and Perfected Qingping were dumbfounded, let alone Fang Ya and the other young people.
Half of his neck had been cut in, but he seemed to be fine.
Tamamo-no-Mae's hair stood on end. That was the Kusanagi sword!
The Kusanagi sword's divinity was gone.
But the Kusanagi was still a divine weapon.
Together with Mr. Jun Fang's magic power, it didn't matter if he had divinity or not.
Even so, even though Chen Zhao had been hit.
It didn't achieve the desired effect.
Jun Bang-san stood up again and glanced at his empty chest.
The 12 Gold Colossi immediately changed the power they sent over. The crystal light suddenly turned red.
Mr. Jun Fang's chest also started recovering.
However, it was obvious that the new flesh on Jun Fang's chest was different from the original.
Fang Ya and the other young people had never seen a battle of this level.
Therefore, to them, this battle was more like a battle between immortals.
"Power of the Border Worshippers!" Jun Fang shouted.
The 12 Gold Colossi suddenly exploded with a golden light. Even more magic power entered Mr. Jun Fang's body.
A gigantic, almost corporeal body appeared behind Mr. Jun.
"What spell is that? Is it a dharma? "
"That's the Southern Border's God Inviting spell."
"Are you kidding? Can a god invite something like that? Even the main body isn't that powerful, right? "
Daoists also had god inviting spells, but normal third-rate gods would probably be pressed to the ground by human experts even if they came in person.
Because of the complicated beliefs in Southern Border, there were all kinds of gods.
Among the various gods, there were almost no mainstream gods.
As for those so-called gods, some of them were actually transformed from gremlins.
Compared to the real Immortals, there was a huge difference in strength.
However, the figure summoned by the God Inviting Spell was no longer a third-rate god.
Even if it was just a clone, it was already shocking enough.
If this deity were to descend, how mighty would it be?
Do those mountain spirits and wild monsters of the Southern Border really have such a powerful god?
"That's not some mountain spirit or wild monster. Border Zhu has another name in the Central Plains, Zhu Rong." Taoist Master Wu Xu said, "He's an ancient god."
"How is this possible? How could an ancient god invite a god? "
"Ordinary methods naturally won't work, but this Heavenly Twelve Spirits Formation can."
Mr. Jun Fang pointed at Chen Zhao. The giant god behind him also raised his fist. When it passed through the air, it created a scorching heat.
The surrounding forests were also set ablaze by the high temperature.
The fiendgod-like giant fist was like a falling meteor, as if it was going to shatter the mountains, rivers, and heavens.
Before even touching it, Chen Zhao already felt an overwhelming pressure.
The ground was torn apart, and the flames of the burning plants were suppressed to the point where they couldn't even rise, making it difficult for them to spread upwards.
Chen Zhao faced the giant fist with all his strength.
Starting from the fist that touched Chen Zhao's fist, red crystals started spreading upward.
Then the whole body, followed by an ear-piercing sound of friction.
Clang —
Everyone heard a sound like a mirror breaking.
Whoosh —
The giant body disintegrated instantly. Red crystals rained down.
The darkness of the night seemed to be shattered along with it.
A strange crack was left in the sky.
Chen Zhao didn't know how powerful that blow was.
He only knew to turn the power to the maximum and then punch to his heart's content.
After Chen Zhao threw that punch, he seemed to have been enlightened.
He suddenly knew how to use his Inner World.
Chen Zhao stomped his foot and the ground suddenly poured into the ground.
Then, huge red crystal pillars that were hundreds of meters tall rose from the ground.
Everything within a radius of several kilometers was covered by the red crystal pillars.
These pillars were products of Chen Zhao's Inner World.
Now, Chen Zhao could spread it out and materialize the red crystal pillars in his Inner World.
Zhang Tianyi, Spiritual Master Wuxu, and Spiritual Master Qingping all gasped.
"This is truly breathtaking!"
Even Zhang Tianyi, who'd always thought that he was on par with Chen Zhao, had to admit it.
Chen Zhao wasn't just one step ahead of him!
This was also Chen Zhao's first time using this move.
Within the range of the red crystal pillars.
Chen Zhao felt that his power could increase infinitely.
At least, he couldn't feel the limit at all right now.
Chen Zhao raised his arm and controlled his power according to the instructions in his mind.
A few red crystal pillars suddenly exploded. Red dust whizzed in the air, but it didn't dissipate completely. Instead, it turned into a body dozens of times larger than Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao was a bit surprised, but he could clearly feel that the body formed from his power had the same power as him.
It wasn't his avatar, but a clone of his power.
Seeing Chen Zhao's change, Mr. Jun's expression turned serious.
At this moment, just like Tamamo no Mae, he also felt a fatal danger.
But he had nowhere to go now.
If he couldn't defeat Chen Zhao, he had nowhere to run.
Of course, if he defeated Chen Zhao, he wouldn't have to run anymore.
So, he had to use all his power to control the 12 Metal Colossi and have them give him all their power.
Unless he had no other choice, Mr. Jun wouldn't even use the 12 Metal Colossi, let alone use them at full power.
Using the 12 Metal Colossi would put immense pressure on his body, especially when he used them at full power.
Even his demonic body couldn't bear the boundless power when he used them at full power.
Even when he fought against the three sect leaders a thousand years ago, he hadn't used the 12 Metal Colossi at full power.
But this time, he felt that if he was lucky or held back, he might be crushed by Chen Zhao.
This man gave him even more pressure than when the three sect leaders worked together a thousand years ago.
Finally, Mr. Jun felt that his body had reached a critical point.
His body turned from gold to a dark gold.
The Twelve Heavenly Spirits Formation was a reversed version of the Formation of Heaven and Earth.
It relied on the power of the Nether Spirits.
The Nether Spirits' power and Mr. Jun's own power fused perfectly.
It was even greatly enhanced.
Mr. Jun's aura had increased by more than ten times.
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