"Roar …"
An angry roar came from the Ancient Crocodile Dragon's mouth. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew, destroying a large part of the forest in front of it.
At this moment, with it as the center, strong light burst out from six directions, condensing into a spider web-like light beam, binding it in the middle. No matter how it struggled, it was useless, and it could not break free.
"This …"
Feng Hao could not help but lightly suck in a breath of cold air. His eyes were filled with shock, and it took a long time for him to calm down.
Only at this moment, did he truly witness the terror of a Formation Master. A random formation that was set up could confine the Ancient Crocodile Dragon, which was at least at the peak of the Eighth Rank of the Saint Level.
If this was used on a human, would there be a second result?
Thinking of this, he shuddered. If there was such a ruthless person in the enemy's camp, a few large formations could be used to confine the experts on their side, and the situation could be changed in an instant.
Moreover, Feng Hao felt that this should only be a small part of Fatty Wei's ability.
Therefore, at this moment, he deeply understood the reason why the women who had been molested by Fatty Wei had been in so much pain that they wished they were dead when they had first entered the palace.
It was definitely their loss to miss out on such an expert.
"Finish it quickly, don't waste my Divine Origin."
Seeing that Feng Hao was in a daze, Fatty Wei shouted loudly. His image was no different from that of a petty person in the marketplace. His haggling image was completely exposed, and he did not look like a noble Formation Master at all.
"Sky Flipping Palm."
Very quickly, Fenghao suppressed the shock in his heart. He immediately circulated the Supreme Demon Sealing Art in his heart. Immediately, a greyish divine light surged into his eyes. There was no resplendent light, and it was very hazy, just like mist. At the same time, he formed a hand seal with his palm, and a huge hand seal was formed.
"Rumble …"
The greyish gigantic palm seemed to have traversed through time and space as it arrived. It contained an enormous pressure, causing the surrounding space to form numerous distorted ripples. As it trembled slightly, it emitted a ripple that caused one's heart to tremble. It was as though it could destroy the world at will. It was an extremely frightening sight.
"Seal."
Without much hesitation, Feng Hao directly smashed the giant handprint into the head of the Ancient Crocodragon in the distance.
"Bang!"
Following a deafening explosion, the head of the Ancient Crocodile Dragon exploded. Following which, an extremely violent whirlwind spread out from the surroundings, causing the surrounding soil to be lifted a few feet into the air. The spider-web-like light beams were completely shattered. Following which, six consecutive explosions rang out in the surroundings, followed by a chain of explosions. The entire region was completely destroyed. Such a violent storm caused Feng Hao and the other two to have no choice but to retreat a certain distance.
After a long time, the smoke dissipated. The place that was originally a small hill had now become a deep pit. It had sunk for dozens of meters, and there were potholes everywhere. The area was in a mess.
In the deepest pit, a broken body lay there, with some scales and flesh scattered around it ….
This scene caused Feng Hao to be a little dumbfounded. He did not recover for a long time, and Fatty Wei, who was beside him, widened his eyes even more.
"My Divine Origin, six pieces."
In an instant, a mournful scream came from Fatty Wei's mouth. He looked at Feng Hao with a face full of anger, as if he wanted to beat him up.
Without a doubt, under the impact of the Heaven-Flipping Handprint's explosion, Fatty Wei's six Divine Origin had also exploded, which was why there was a chain of explosions.
That's six pieces of God Source …
Moreover, because of this chain of explosions, the Ancient Crocodile Dragon, which was at the center of the explosion, was almost blown to pieces. Its originally huge body was now split into pieces, turning into a pile of minced meat. The largest piece was only two to three meters …
Fatty Wei quickly ran forward. Looking at the degree of damage to the scales, and the large portion of the spine that was blown up, he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
Even if these materials could still be used, they could only be forged into Saint Weapons at most. There were many such materials outside, and he did not care about them at all.
"Do you know how much this Ancient Crocodile Dragon is worth in an auction?" Fatty Wei asked Fenghao as he fiercely threw a piece of scale that had been broken into two halves onto the ground. Fatty Wei clenched his teeth as he asked Fenghao. His appearance was as if he really wanted to rush up and bite Fenghao a few times.
"Uh …" The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. Although he was not sure, the price of materials that could be forged into Divine Weapons in ancient times could be low.
"At least a hundred Divine Origin."
These few words seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps between Fatty Wei's teeth. As he spoke, his fat body trembled, as if he was very angry.
Something that was originally worth a hundred Divine Origin had completely become a pile of trash under Feng Hao's attack. Not to mention that he could not bear it, even Feng Hao himself was shocked. After a while, he felt so heartbroken that he sucked in a breath of air.
A hundred Divine Origin. What kind of concept was that? Not to mention other things, the total number of Divine Origin that the Human Clan possessed was probably not even half.
And now, these hundred Divine Origin were destroyed by his attack. How could Feng Hao not feel heartbroken?
However, this was also because he did not expect the power of the Sky Flipping Handprint to be so strong.
Originally, in Feng Hao's estimation, with his current 90% of Supreme Demon Sealing Handprint, the Sky Flipping Handprint would probably be around the peak of the seventh level of the Saint Level. Who would have expected that the Ancient Crocodile Dragon, which was at least at the peak of the eighth level of the Saint Level, would actually be so weak?
"Could it be …"
Suddenly, Feng Hao thought of the reason.
The Power of Illusions.
He had already completely mastered the Power of Illusions. It could be said that the current him was not much different from the God of Illusions. In fact, it could even be said that he was stronger than the God of Illusions.
The reason was very simple. Nine Apertures.
This was also the main reason why the Ancient Crocodile Dragon was so weak.
If he did not unleash the amplification of nine apertures, indeed, this attack would at most be equivalent to the peak of the eighth level of the Saint Level. However, with the amplification of nine apertures, everything was different.
Eight apertures, amplification by one level. Nine apertures, amplification by another level. With such an attack, the power would definitely not be inferior to the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Level.
Thinking of this, Fenghao, who was originally feeling heartache over the Divine Origin, immediately sucked in a breath of cold air because of the strength that he currently possessed. Extreme joy surged in his eyes.
Didn't that mean that with his current realm, he could compete with any Saint Level expert?
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