It was a heaven-supporting seal, filled with magical symbols, and was like a flash flood. Rumbling sounds could be heard, and wherever it passed, space would explode as the power of the sorcerer god slammed into Xiang Wushuang's terrifying foot.
RUUUUUUMBLE!
Lightning flashed and thunder boomed as Xiang Wushuang's foot stomped down. The power of ten thousand mammoths surged, crushing the void and sending destructive spirit lightning into Du Shaofu's palm.
Du Shaofu was shocked. That kick of Xiang Wushuang's contained a terrifying profundity that seemed capable of obliterating everything. It was boundless, mysterious, and unfathomable!
"Uuuuu...."
The power of the ancient Sorcerer God erupted. Around Du Shaofu's Sorcerer God body, it was as if there were countless gods and demons chanting. No matter how terrifying the kick was, it held Du Shaofu in mid-air, unable to move an inch further.
RUMBLE!
At the same time, within Du Shaofu's body, a supreme aura suppressed the heavens and the earth. The body of the Shaman God was covered with mysterious purple talisman runes. His aura was murderous in all directions, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and shake to the soul!
Mammoth Wushuang's eyes flickered as he realized that his spirit lightning wasn't doing anything to Devil King Du Shaofu. Instead, it was being devoured by the terrifying lightning power inside of Du Shaofu, making it almost impossible to defend against.
The power of the lightning came from Xiang Wushuang's mysterious martial veins, and it caused his spirit lightning to tremble uncontrollably. It was a terrifying sensation.
Xiang Wushuang didn't want to waste any more time. He couldn't afford to waste any more time. Dazzling arcs of lightning surrounded his body. His profound energy surged violently along with the energy of heaven and earth. His cultivation base was at the level of a Quasi-Saint.
RUUUUUMBLE!
Heavenly music filled the air as nine divine halos appeared above Xiang Wushuang's enormous Primeval Lightning Mammoth. The nirvanic power of a grand paragon descended.
The sonorous sounds of the heavens struck the souls of all living beings, and the might of the heavens swept out and surged in all directions.
Next, Xiang Wushuang's gigantic Primordial Thunder Mammoth body became different from before. An ancient pressure rose from him like an erupting volcano, shaking the heavens. Arcs of electricity condensed around his body to form a huge lightning armor that covered his entire body.
Behind him, the nine wheels of nirvanic nirvanic power burned as they fused with Mammoth Wushuang, swirling around him in an incomparably dazzling fashion.
Light and electric arcs intertwined, creating strange phenomena in the sky.
"Thunder is angry and lightning is furious, incomparable to an elephant. This is the Archaic Thunder Elephant Race's All Elephant Body!" In the distance, Xuan Gu's voice was no longer calm, and it began to fluctuate intensely.
"The Ten Thousand Mammoths Body is incomparable to the Ten Thousand Mammoths. The fury of thunder and the fury of lightning can suppress the eight desolations!"
Saint Feng Chi's face trembled slightly as he spoke. Even the Phoenix Clan had to be wary of the All Creation Physique.
Since ancient times, it was said that the Primeval Lightning Mammoths that were capable of condensing the Myriad Mammoth Physique were extremely rare.
There had been legends about the All Creation Physique, but they were too ancient to exist in the present age.
But now, this Primeval Lightning Mammoth had condensed the All Creation Physique, shocking the world!
Mammoth Wushuang was an existence that transcended worldliness!
Rumble …
Around Xiang Wushuang's gigantic Primeval Lightning Mammoth body, the light flickered and flickered. Strange phenomena changed, and the terrifying might caused some experts to lose their footing and sway in midair!
"Let's end this!"
Xiang Wushuang said, his voice like thunder, shaking heaven and earth. Unparalleled power descended.
Boom!
When Xiang Wushuang's foot landed on Du Shaofu's palm, the power behind it increased exponentially. Accompanied by the power of a Grand Paragon and the All Creation Physique, it turned into layers of light that pressed down on Du Shaofu.
The terrifying layers of light were like layers of a world. Every time a layer fell, the void rumbled, as if it wanted to crush the heavens!
Everyone's hair stood on end, their hearts trembling in fear as they witnessed Xiang Wushuang's terrifying strength.
Du Shaofu's hair fluttered in the wind as he suffered a great pressure.
"Very strong!"
Du Shaofu looked up, secretly shocked. If they were at the same level, Xiang Wushuang would definitely be on par with Moksha. He was terrifyingly strong.
There was always a sky beyond a sky, and a person beyond a person. Xiang Wushuang's appearance made Du Shaofu understand the meaning of this saying. There were still many powerful existences hidden in this world.
Du Shaofu stood in the void. The huge Sorcerer God's palm drooped down. The Thunder Martial Vein in his body could no longer devour the power of spiritual thunder.
At this moment, Xiang Wushuang was so strong that it seemed like he could suppress everything!
"However, no matter how strong he is, he still hasn't stepped into the True Saint realm. A Quasi-Saint is nothing!"
However, Du Shaofu was still fearless and confident.
"The Demon King is really domineering and arrogant!"
Everyone's eyes widened and their jaws dropped. Xiang Wushuang had shown such extraordinary strength, and now he had the upper hand. And yet, the Demon King was still so confident.
"Huh?!"
Someone exclaimed. Everyone looked over and saw the Demon King and Du Shaofu's body ripple. His eyes shone brightly, as if divine light were surging.
From Du Shaofu's raised palm, within the power of the ancient Sorcerer, rays of light suddenly burst out in a ring around the elephant's foot, and a vast pressure quietly revealed itself.
The image of the Eight Trigrams appeared in Du Shaofu's palm, within which there were lightning, stars, rolling flames, and moving mountains and lakes ….
This was the profound meaning of the Eight Trigrams that Du Shaofu had comprehended, condensed into a seal, and used. In an instant, it blocked the intensifying pressure of the elephant's foot.
RUMBLE ….
When the foot collided, a muffled sound resounded, and a ring of black spatial cracks spread out in the void.
Under the elephant's foot, runes poured down like a rain of light, and all kinds of strange phenomena appeared, and the shadows of beasts roared.
At the same time, behind Du Shaofu's sorcerer divine body, golden light suddenly burst out, and golden talisman runes erupted.
Du Shaofu's real golden wings spread out behind his back, and an indescribable Dao aura was exuding from his body. His aura was monstrous, and golden light shone brightly.
He flapped his wings and soared through the sky. In an instant, Du Shaofu seemed to have transformed into a true Golden-winged Roc, and he intended to soar into the sky and soar through the sky!
Du Shaofu's eyes flashed coldly, and the lightning martial vein in his body was activated, covering the golden wings behind his back. In an instant, the golden wings turned purple-gold, and when they flapped, they were like clouds in the sky.
The lightning martial vein covered the golden wings, and the domineering will and Supreme Execution condensed!
At this moment, Du Shaofu's sorcerer divine body stood tall, and it was as if the real Demon King had descended, dazzling the world!
Xiang Wushuang seemed to have sensed something, and wanted to retreat, but his expression changed.
At this time, Xiang Wushuang was surprised to find that his foot had been restrained by the strange power in Du Shaofu's palm.
It was as if he had been wrapped up, and couldn't escape!
Chi la ….
Du Shaofu was fast to the extreme, and with a flap of his wings, the lightning martial vein and golden wings combined, he attacked with all his strength. Even he himself could feel that the divine gate in his body was greatly exhausted, and his right wing slammed down like a cloud in the sky.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and purple lightning flashed!
Golden light shone brightly, carrying the domineering will of the golden-winged roc race!
The roc struck the sky, and a large area of pitch-black spatial cracks exploded!
Puchi!
Blood sprayed out of Xiang Wushuang's mouth as his fleshly body was sent tumbling backward.
Du Shaofu followed closely, and the eight trigrams image in his palm clenched tightly. He punched out, and with the roar of a dragon and the trumpeting of an elephant, it landed on Xiang Wushuang's back with unparalleled momentum!
Crack crack ….
The lightning arcs on Xiang Wushuang's body shattered, and his armor cracked. His skin and flesh were lacerated, and cracking sounds could be heard. It was obvious that several bones were broken.
At the same time, Xiang Wushuang's gigantic lightning mammoth body was sent flying backward. He slammed into the crumbling mountain peak below.
Bang! Bang!
The earth quaked, and the mountains trembled. The huge impact turned the mountain into dust, and the cracks on the ground spread into the distance.
Everyone was shocked. Many people had seen Du Shaofu punch Xiang Wushuang's skin and flesh open, and send him flying.
The exchange just now had only lasted for an instant, but both of them had used all kinds of methods to display the might of Supremes!
"Xiang Wushuang … lost!"
The living beings trembled. The more they knew how strong Xiang Wushuang was, the more shocked they were.
The Demon King was so strong, and yet Xiang Wushuang, a quasi-Saint, had lost so easily!
This kind of battle had exceeded everyone's expectations.
"The two of them are so strong …."
Many of the living beings trembled, and their blood surged.
Whether it was the Demon King, Du Shaofu, or the defeated Xiang Wushuang, they represented the strongest battle prowess under the True Saint Realm, and they were fascinated!
Rumble ….
On the ground, Xiang Wushuang shook off the dust on his body and rose to his feet. There was a huge crater in the ground, and blood was oozing out of his body. Du Shaofu's punch had torn his skin and flesh open.
Looking up at Du Shaofu, Xiang Wushuang's lightning eyes rippled. With his quasi-Saint cultivation base, he had never been defeated by anyone in the same level as him. In the past, he had been able to challenge those of a higher level.
But this time, he had been defeated.
Xiang Wushuang could sense that his opponent hadn't even used his full strength, yet he had been defeated so miserably.
"Extraordinary, indeed. The Golden-Winged Rocs got a great bargain!"
As the voice rang out, a figure appeared in the sky, emanating an invisible pressure.
It was an old man. He wasn't very tall, but he had a weathered face. The wrinkles on his face seemed to flow with the passage of time, and his deep eyes rippled with lightning. He had seen many glorious things in the past.
"A True Saint expert!"
At this instant, Du Shaofu's heart shook abruptly. It was absolutely a Saint Realm expert who'd arrived. He seemed to be calm and composed, yet the inexplicable imposing aura caused space to tighten and congeal, and it caused the profound energy that flowed within his body to almost stop.
"Old Xiang, are you jealous?"
Jialou Batian appeared next to Du Shaofu, and the pressure on Du Shaofu immediately dissipated.
Jialou Batian's eyes shone brightly on his gaunt face, and they rippled with golden light. He looked at the newcomer with a strange expression, then said to Du Shaofu, "Shaofu, this is an old man from the Ancient Lightning Mammoths. His name is Xiang Changsheng, and according to seniority, you should call him grandfather."
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