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Chapter 744

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Not to mention the people present, even the oldest Hu Fangrong was stunned. He had never seen this kind of devil art, and he had never heard of it.

"Purposely suspense, in the end, you are only a Core Formation cultivator!" Hu Fangrong finally bellowed, and once again used the spell he comprehended by plucking ash.

"Furnace Ash Transformation!"

A big grey palm slapped the meatball with an incomparably ferocious force, five times stronger than the palm that knocked Fifth Brother unconscious.

However, this mountain-splitting palm didn't have much effect on Zhao Wuji. The meatball bounced twice on the ground like a rubber ball, easily dissipating the force.

Zhao Wuji even laughed loudly, "Little Furnace Ash, have you eaten too little plant ash recently? You don't have any strength at all."

Hu Fangrong became even more furious, and the Furnace Ash Transformation was sent out again. In the beginning, Ye Kong thought this Furnace Ash Transformation was similar to his Claw of Lu Shan, but when Hu Fangrong really used it, Ye Kong finally knew how powerful it was.

Not only could the furnace ash transform into a palm, it could also transform into fists and legs, transform into sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, knives, forks …

Hu Fangrong's furnace ash punched and kicked the meatball, slashing and stabbing it, causing the meatball to bounce here and there, but nothing happened to it. Moreover, the more it bounced, the happier it became.

Qiu Chu and the others from Cloud Roaming Devil Sect were already dumbstruck. Although there were strange things every year, there were especially many today. Just now, there was a Foundation Building killing a Core Formation cultivator, and now there was a Core Formation cultivator playing Yuanying.

They had to admit that Yun Yao was really a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. The bodyguards that they casually recruited were actually all experts, experts among experts.

Zhao Wuji's performance hadn't finished yet. The moment Hu Fangrong stopped, he cackled and said, "Alright, now it's my turn!"

After he finished speaking, the meatball suddenly shrunk inwards, and suddenly, it shot out fiercely, just like a balloon being sucked in and then suddenly blown open.

In the instant it swelled up, countless triangular spikes flew out from Zhao Wuji's round body, flashing with a cold light, and shot towards Zhao Wuji like a swarm of bees.

Hu Fangrong immediately made the furnace ash transform into a huge shield, wanting to block the spikes, but he didn't expect the spikes to actually come fiercely. Pu, pu, pu, half of the spikes actually penetrated the huge shield, and Hu Fangrong could only teleport to dodge.

Although there wasn't any danger, of a Yuanying Divine Lord being forced to teleport by a Core Formation ancestor, Hu Fangrong still lost a lot of face.

"Junior, as expected, you have some cultivation, then let me show you my Yuanying divine art!"

Hu Fangrong's expression turned serious as he raised his hand and threw out another handful of ash. To to mention, Fangrong's. Fangrong's s to said, but he couldn't move. Fangrong to's no. to say, in, of a to say, sea, a said, said, "Fans …."

The effect of this move on the meatball was very obvious. Zhao Wuji was soon unable to move. Moreover, no matter how he broke those branches, another branch would wrap around him.

Zhao Wuji roared, "What kind of bullshit cultivation technique is this?"

Hu Fangrong said with a smile, "This is the Dao of Withering and Flourishing that I comprehended from the ashes of plants. When there is withering, there is flourishing. When there is strength, there is decline. This is the Dao of Withering and Flourishing without end!"

Zhao Wuji cursed, "What bullshit Withering Glory Dao? You still can't kill me, you can only trap me!"

Hu Fangrong laughed proudly. "I forgot to tell you. In my Dao of Withering and Flourishing, you will also wither and flourish! The spiritual energy consumed by these plants to grow and wither comes from your spiritual energy! "

Hu Fangrong opened his mouth again and spat out a Dharma treasure. It was a long gray axe. He said again, "Hmph, do you really think that Yuanying is made of mud? When your spiritual power is exhausted, it will be the time of your death! "

Ye Kong, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the Yuanying Divine Lord wasn't easy to deal with. This withering power wasn't something he could deal with. If Zhao Wuji hadn't gone up first, he might have been trapped. At that time, he really didn't have any way to deal with it.

However, although he couldn't deal with it, Ye Kong still had to step up. If Zhao Wuji really died, Hu Fangrong would still have to deal with him.

"What's so great about the Yuanying Divine Lord bullying a Core Formation cultivator? If you have the guts, let's fight! "Ye Kong went up and roared.

When Hu Fangrong saw that it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator who had reached the Great Circle, he couldn't help but laugh. "Another one who overestimates himself. A Foundation Establishment cultivator challenging the Yuanying Divine Lord? Fine, I admit that you have guts. If you die, don't say that I'm bullying you! "

Who knew that Zhao Wuji, who was trapped, would scold, "Where did this junior come from? Do I need you to step up? Do I need your help? You really don't know what's good for you. People who don't know how awesome they are must be awesome! "

Ye Kong fainted. F * ck his ancestors. His kindness was really unrequited. He took the initiative to help, but he was scolded instead.

"Fine, fine, fine. Senior Zhao Wuji, then continue to be awesome. I won't steal your limelight." With that, Ye Kong retreated.

Only then did Zhao Wuji cackle. "That's right. Alright, Hu Fangrong, make your power of withering and glory scram! "

After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, the meatball suddenly expanded again. This time, it expanded rapidly like a balloon. The branches, vines, and plants were all torn apart. Nothing could contain the balloons that were exploding.

The most disgusting thing was that Zhao Wuji's human skin completely expanded, emitting a transparent red color. The capillaries on the surface could be clearly seen, making people want to vomit.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji had already turned into a super huge red balloon. Those plants were unable to trap him, and they all turned into ashes.

"Hu Fangrong, I want to see how you're going to kill me."

This time, Hu Fangrong was a little embarrassed. He had already used the Yuanying Divine Ability, but he still couldn't kill him. What else could kill him? Hu Fangrong felt depressed. This was a Core Formation cultivator. Was he really that valiant? Logically, he shouldn't be!

However, there would be withering and flourishing. After flourishing, there would be decline. Hu Fangrong's spring had arrived.

Zhao Wuji, who was immensely proud of himself, suddenly cried out, "Not good!"

Immediately, a "ka" sound was heard. On the blood-red meatball, a crack suddenly appeared. Following that, more and more cracks appeared.

Zhao Wuji wasn't killed by others, but he actually exploded.

Speaking of which, it was strange. Although Zhao Wuji's body expanded like a balloon, it didn't explode like a balloon. Instead, it cracked like a stone. Countless horizontal lines appeared on the meatball. That red flesh was like a stone.

At the beginning, Ye Kong and the others couldn't help but sigh. A good helper was gone. However, they were surprised to see a short old man walk out of Zhao Wuji's cracked body.

After the old man came out, he let out a long sigh. "It's been a long time since I've smelled fresh air."

After the old man finished speaking, the bones in his body emitted a series of crackling sounds. In an instant, he grew from 1.2 meters to 1.9 meters.

The old man stretched his muscles and looked at the dumbstruck Ye Kong. He couldn't help but laugh. "Brat, the Mortal Devil Sect is a place where people are among people. Isn't it interesting?"

Ye Kong was stunned. So this was the Mortal Devil Sect. There were people among people. No wonder that Zhao Wuji's face was so slow. It turned out that he needed the person inside to control him.

However, this devil technique was indeed abnormal. The master lived in someone else's body and even refined that person's body into a weapon. This was no different from hiding in a dung ball.

Of course, Ye Kong absolutely didn't dare to say that because this old man's cultivation was too high. As for how high it was, Ye Kong couldn't see it.

Not to mention Ye Kong, even Hu Fangrong and Huang Shishi in the carriage couldn't see it. This old man was definitely not an ordinary person. That's right, this old man was indeed extraordinary and very famous. The moment he appeared, Hu Fangrong exclaimed, "Old Demon Luffy!"

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