Zuo Hanfeng's upper body was bare. His skin was swollen and covered with strange patterns. He looked more like an evil spirit than a flying dragon.
In the depths of his dark green eyes, there was a faint bloody color. Apart from the coldness, it was also filled with a killing intent that disregarded all life.
As his breath rose, the area within a radius of a few miles became gloomy. Unlike the scene of gathering dark clouds just now, there were bursts of black gas permeating the darkness. If he really had to compare, he felt that it was similar to the Demonworld Fragment that he and the others had been to. The surface of his body was suffused with a pale golden color, resisting the erosion of the black gas.
The remaining trees withered, the bricks turned to powder, the ground cracked, and the snakes, insects, rats, and ants died one after another. Ordinary people who could not escape fell to the ground. Their skin shriveled as if they had lost all moisture.
Looking at Du Huaishang pouncing on him, his hands as red as the Grand Sun, Zuo Hanfeng felt the heat that could melt gold and the power of extreme Yang. Floating in the air, Zuo Hanfeng stretched out his right hand and combined it with the Precious Weapon that looked like a dragon claw. Then, he clenched his fist and punched.
His fist was a deep blue, cold and evil at the same time.
At the same time, Zuo Hanfeng's body was covered with dark blue scales. He looked like a dragon in human form. The power of his blood seemed to have broken through some limit!
Bang!
The fist hit his hands. The red froze inch by inch, like the most gorgeous ice sculpture.
Du Huaishang flew backward, dragging a long flame tail. Half of his body was blue ice, and the other half was black gas.
He was always calm, but now he was shocked. How could this be? How could Zuo Hanfeng's strength improve to this level?
It was not the Ninth Rank of the Earth Rank. It was close to the Sixth Rank. Part of his body had evolved into the blood of demons!
What did he rely on to help him?
There were two bumps on Zuo Hanfeng's forehead, but they had not yet grown out. He stroked his green beard with his left hand and looked at the fist he had thrown out. A rare smile appeared on his face. "Not bad. Although you have to endure extreme physical and Vital Spirit torture, Mr. Yin's Dharma Access is indeed good."
He narrowed his eyes.
"I'll take you down in three moves!"
This was not the tone of someone at the same level. He had already regarded Du Huaishang as an ant.
He took a step in the air and flew toward Du Huaishang. His fists were not fancy. One was dark blue while the other was dark black. They brought with them hail that rained down like rain. The black gas was like a rope that sealed off the void with terrifying power.
Du Huaishang took a deep breath and emitted bursts of golden light from his body. He looked like a small sun that expelled the black gas and melted the dark blue. He formed a seal with his hands as if he was expounding some kind of Dharma and Logos of Heaven and Earth.
A ray of sunlight broke through the darkness and fell on Du Huaishang. A golden sun condensed behind him with a three-legged bird hidden inside.
The power of Dharma Power!
After breaking through the Hidden Latch, one's Interior Scenery would be manifested and the heaven and earth would be affected. It would condense the corresponding illusory Dharma Form, which was powerful and powerful. For example, Xuan Bei's Ksitigarbha Form, Crape Myrtle Star Master's Cosmic Stars Form, Su Wuming's Taishang Sword Body, He Jiu's Formless Sword Qi, and Wang Siyuan's Escape Form. If one practiced The Buddha's Palm, each move could condense a Buddha Form. Finally, all nine moves would merge into one and achieve the Buddha's Golden Body.
However, the same Dharma Form formed by different paths would also have differences in details. The differences would become greater and greater in the future.
Such Dharma Form was the foundation of condensing Dharmakaya. As one's realm improved or refined with natural treasures, it would become more and more solid. At the beginning, it was in a state of nothingness and was very unstable. If used rashly, it could easily damage the foundation and affect the future. Therefore, experts of the Exterior rarely used their Dharma Form before crossing the first Celestial Ladder.
It was the same for descendants of Gods and Demons who practiced their own bloodline. When their bloodline broke through a certain limit, they could affect heaven and earth and condense the corresponding bloodline of Gods and Demons. At this critical moment, Du Huaishang had no time to care about anything else. He used the seal and his bloodline to display his illusory Grand Sun Golden Crow Form.
"Break!" He shouted and pushed out his palms. The Golden Crow spread its wings and the Grand Sun enveloped him. For a moment, the light broke through the darkness, melted the ice, and destroyed the black gas.
"Good timing!" Zuo Hanfeng did not change his move and took the attack head-on.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion in the air close to the ground. A mushroom-like cloud rose and a figure fell straight down, creating a big hole. It was Du Huaishang.
As soon as he touched the ground, Du Huaishang bounced up. Blood gushed out of his mouth. It was dark, then blue and condensed into ice.
He had used all his strength, but it was still broken by Zuo Hanfeng's fists!
If they were not fighting in the air, the aftermath would have completely destroyed the area within a few miles.
The aftermath spread around, dispelling the clouds and stirring up a fierce wind. Zuo Hanfeng's body was covered with a layer of golden flame, but it could only scorch his blue scales.
Just as the golden flame was about to be extinguished, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly moved. She stepped on the wall and leaped into the air. Then she tiptoed on the top of a withered tree and stabbed with her long sword.
"Crash!" The withered tree fell to the ground after being touched by her sword.
The light of the sword shone and the world became darker than the dusk. The light condensed and was beautiful. There was no me, no others, no retreat.
There was a subtle change in the world, as if everything had been forgotten except for the sword light.
The Sword Qi surged and cut through the clouds. Looking from afar, the sword cut through the darkness.
Sword marks appeared on the ground, born of the Sword Qi.
Zuo Hanfeng had just beaten back Du Huaishang. Before he had time to expel the True Fire of Sun, he felt his Vital Spirit being captured. The sword light was coming at him. It seemed that he could not avoid it and did not want to avoid it.
But it was different now. He was afraid of his current strength. Even though his body was burning with golden flame, he could not resist the killing move of the little reptile.
He snorted and moved half an inch in the air. The tip of the sword hit his palm.
"Puff!" A hole appeared on the scale in his palm and a drop of blue blood flowed out. Jiang Zhiwei flew backward. Her right hand was trembling and her mouth and nose were bleeding. A layer of ice formed on the surface of her body. If she had fallen to the ground, she would have broken into pieces. She was seriously injured in the fight just now.
Mengqi used the long saber in his right hand to deflect the force of Jiang Zhiwei's fall and help her dispel the chill. At the same time, he released his Will-projecting to break the inhibition of the replica of the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand.
It was not something that could be used as soon as he got it!
Zuo Hanfeng clenched his left fist. He was slightly injured. When he was about to extinguish the True Fire and attack from the air, he saw Du Huaishang pouncing on him again.
"He really doesn't want to live …" Zuo Hanfeng thought to himself. He opened his right hand calmly and matched his five fingers, trying to kill Du Huaishang in two or three moves.
If Yin Lenghui and Zhou Yong had not repeatedly stressed that he could not kill Du Huaishang, and he had also felt the terrifying power of the "Ancestor", he would not have been in so much trouble.
He could have seized the opportunity to kill Du Huaishang at the risk of being injured!
Yin Lenghui saw Zuo Hanfeng's awe-inspiring power and was secretly delighted. The Ancestor's Dharma Access was really effective. Even if it was not a success, it could greatly increase Zuo Hanfeng's strength and easily defeat Du Huaishang, who had needed a lot of effort before.
Although it was also related to the fact that Du Huaishang had only recovered 60 to 70 percent of his strength, the main reason was definitely this!
As for Zhou Yong's death, he did not feel the slightest sympathy. Now that Zhou Yong was dead, was it time for him to take over the Hierarch's throne and master the Dharma Access to communicate with the Ancestor?
He really had to thank these people and let them die a quick death later!
He was in a good mood and his momentum increased. Soon, he suppressed Qi Zhengyan and Zhao Heng.
Suddenly, he heard the cold sound of a zither. It was like the bright moon at night or a quiet lake. His body was so cold that even his Vital Spirit was about to be frozen!
"Guanghan Curse!"
Yin Lenghui's mind was a little slow. He was shocked and surprised that the zither girl did not involve Zuo Hanfeng and came to deal with him!
This, this was not the right order!
Ruan Yushu had opened Eight Apertures and could still play the Guanghan Mantra after playing the 12 Magical Sounds of Langhuan. But her target was Yin Lenghui!
Because Zuo Hanfeng's strength was beyond imagination, they had to gather everyone's strength as soon as possible. So they had to get rid of Yin Lenghui first!
Because Mengqi was trying to control the secret treasure, they could not let Yin Lenghui, whose Voodoo Art was strange and unpredictable, interfere with him. This was their chance to win!
Anyway, Zuo Hanfeng was blocked by Du Huaishang and Sister Zhiwei. After performing the Guanghan Mantra, he would immediately urge his Blood Essence to help them!
The chill entered his spirit and his soul became cold. For a moment, Yin Lenghui's movements and thoughts were a little slow.
Normally, this kind of delay would not affect anything. But now he was being attacked by two masters.
Take advantage of his weakness and kill him! Feeling the pain of his broken left arm, Zhao Heng swung his long sword like a fire dragon, soaring to the Ninth Heaven. It coiled around Yin Lenghui and burned all the black gas and Gu Poison Insects around Yin Lenghui.
Qi Zhengyan was expressionless. His eyes flashed and he also wielded his Dragon Stripe Golden Sword. This time, instead of the purple Milky Way, there were snowflakes. Each snowflake was like a sharp sword, stabbing into Yin Lenghui's body, making him spit out streams of blood, which blossomed into blood-colored ice flowers.
Under the "Thousands of Miles of Falling Snow", Yin Lenghui seemed to have reached the end of his life. But at this moment, his body collapsed and turned into pus and blood. In the distance, black light was rising and his Vital Spirit appeared, condensing his body with Devil Qi.
The Voodoo Art was really strange!
Suddenly, Yin Lenghui's body stiffened and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief. The black light dissipated uncontrollably and his Vital Spirit was frozen into ice.
Impossible! That sword could not have such a strange effect! It could not have made the Devil Qi retreat!
Blue light appeared and his Vital Spirit fell to the ground, turning into countless pieces of ice.
Yin Lenghui died with everlasting regret.
Seeing that they had succeeded, Zhao Heng, Qi Zhengyan, and Ruan Yushu immediately changed their target to Zuo Hanfeng.
Jiang Shenghong and Lan Die, who were guarding the periphery in the distance, had just realized the situation of the battle when they found out that Zhou Yong was dead. By the time they rushed over to help, Yin Lenghui was already dead.
Lan Die trembled all over and could not believe that Zhou Yong would die so easily. Her face changed and she suddenly turned around and ran away into the crowd.
She knew that Zhou Yong had the Yin-Yang Mirror and Zuo Hanfeng might not be able to win, so she gave up helping and ran away!
Seeing Lan Die run away and Zuo Hanfeng become like a devil, Jiang Shenghong was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to believe in the strength of the Governor or to help immediately.
"Crack!" Mengqi heard the illusory sound of the restriction breaking. It was so beautiful!
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