"Swish!"
The long whip in Mo Qiuqiu's hand was as straight as a spear, the incomparably sharp intent penetrated tens of meters away, as if it wanted to pierce a hole through Tang Huan's body. Behind him, the black wave quickly dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, the world had already returned to its original state.
Tang Huan sneered in his heart. With a light tap of the "Pure Yang Divine Sword", a snow-white sword beam shot forward.
"Boom!"
In a split-second, the two collided intensely, and a piercing sound that seemed to be able to tear one's eardrums rang out. Following that, a terrifying shockwave, with the point of collision as the center, whizzed out in all directions, and ripples that could be seen with the naked eye appeared within a radius of a hundred meters.
After the collision, the sword beam quickly collapsed, and the black stream of light also softened.
"Nascent Soul Transformation!"
Mo Qiuqiu let out a stern shout as his body suddenly expanded. In an instant, he had turned into a giant that was over a hundred meters tall.
It was also the "Dao Soul Transformation", but when Mo Qiuqiu used it, it was completely different from when Rui Rou, Wu Hongchang, and the others used it. After Rui Rou and Wu Hongchang's bodies transformed, their strength had indeed increased greatly, but other than that, there was nothing else. However, when it was Mo Qiuqiu, it was completely different. At this moment, Pang Shuo's body was filled with the meaning of the Law of the Tao, and every move he made contained the power of the Law of the Tao.
This was a qualitative difference!
"Tide Birth and Tide Destruction, Profound Nether Corrosion!"
Amidst the explosive roar, the long whip in Mo Qiuqiu's hand seemed to have transformed into a black torrent, as if it was roaring mightily from the nine heavens. Layers upon layers of waves surged up with unstoppable force, as if it could corrode and melt everything in the world. A violent aura that seemed to be able to destroy the heavens and the earth instantly filled the sky.
When the surrounding Void Transformation Stage cultivators saw this scene, their minds were greatly shaken and they cried out in alarm.
"True Art of Life and Death?"
These words subconsciously flashed across Tang Huan's mind.
In Wu Hongchang's memories, this "Xuan Ming Life and Death True Art" was the Great Elder Mo Qiuqiu's most powerful ability. With Mo Qiuqiu's cultivation, even if he was also an elder, he would not be able to resist at all. In the entire Heaven's Will City, only the City Lord would be able to withstand Mo Qiuqiu's sacred art. The Second Elder's Yin Li body was special, so he should be able to contend against it.
"Hu!"
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan's heart was as calm as water. He had already pointed out with his finger, and Pang Shuo's finger shadow pressed towards the front of the black torrent.
Divine ability, God Slaying Finger!
Boom!
A deafening explosion resounded through the world. Under the pressure of the finger, the black waves dissipated into nothingness.
But in the blink of an eye, Pang Shuo's finger shadow was also unable to withstand the layers upon layers of waves and completely disappeared into thin air. The roar of the black torrent only paused for a moment before it became as powerful as before, as if it could crush all the obstacles in front of it into smithereens.
"Tang Huan, under this old man's' True Art of Life and Death ', you will definitely die!"
Mo Qiuqiu laughed wildly.
"Is that so?"
Tang Huan smiled indifferently, and pointed with his finger again. Pang Shuo's finger moved horizontally through the air, and once again pressed down on the black torrent with the force of a thunderbolt.
It was still the sacred art "God-Slaying Finger"!
"Boom!"
A loud sound once again resounded through the sky, and the terrifying Strength Qi crazily wreaked havoc. It actually caused the top of a mountain below to fall by dozens of meters.
"Using the same sacred art twice in a row?"
Mo Qiuqiu's laughter became even more arrogant, "Tang Huan, it's useless! Let alone twice, so what if it's three or four times? This old man is not a trash like Yin Li. Under this old man's' True Art of Life and Death ', any of your abilities will collapse. This old man has already stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage for decades, how can you, who has just formed your Nascent Soul, compare to me? "This old man advises you to surrender obediently. Perhaps, you can still save your life."
Tang Huan did not care about his clamor, and only continued to use the sacred art "God Slaying Finger". Earth-shattering collisions sounded out one after another, continuing endlessly.
When Mo Qiuqiu's voice fell, Pang Shuo's finger shadow had already appeared in the air for the fifth time.
"Your body can actually withstand using the same sacred art five times?" At this time, Mo Qiuqiu's voice sounded again, and his face finally changed color.
He knew about the matter of Yin Li transforming into the Supreme Elder of the "Nine Star Holy Gate", Li Yin, and being heavily injured by Tang Huan's "God Slaying Finger" three times in the end, he knew about it. This time, seeing Tang Huan use the same sacred art, he did not pay much attention to it. In his mind, using the "God Slaying Finger" three times in a row should be Tang Huan's limit.
But he did not expect that Tang Huan would actually use the "God Slaying Finger" five times in one go, as if he still had some strength left.
"Phew!" "Whooosh."
Tang Huan did not respond and continued to use the "God Slaying Finger". Pang Shuo's finger shadows would occasionally cause an earth-shattering sound.
The sixth time, the seventh time, the eighth time …
Mo Qiuqiu's expression became even more unsightly. The more powerful a sacred art was, the more difficult it would be to use it twice in a row, let alone eight times in a row.
At this moment, Tang Huan's expression was still calm and composed, but he could faintly feel that the black torrent was showing signs of collapsing.
The Ling Xiao Sword Sect's "God Slaying Finger" was not considered a particularly powerful sacred art, but when used by Tang Huan, who had already condensed his Dao Nascent Soul, its power was extremely tyrannical. It was impossible for the black torrent gathered by the "Mysterious Nether Life and Death True Art" to not be affected in the slightest.
If he did it again …
A bad premonition immediately arose in Mo Qiuqiu's heart.
"Hu!" After a short moment, Tang Huan made his move again, and it was still the sacred art "God Slaying Finger".
"Boom!"
Pang Shuo's finger shadow actually landed in the middle of the torrent, causing the surging waves to shatter. After an instant, the black torrent could no longer withstand such a fierce attack. It first broke into two from the middle, and then quickly melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
In the blink of an eye, the finger shadow dissipated, and the black torrent that was originally overflowing with power also disappeared without a trace.
"The 'Mysterious Nether Life and Death True Art' is just so-so!"
Tang Huan laughed loudly, "Old Man Mo, it's time for you to have a taste of my 'Soul Transformation'!"
In the next moment, the War Clan's "Battle King's Golden Body" was unleashed. His body was actually more than two hundred meters tall, his entire body was shrouded in a golden aura, and a terrifying aura rippled through the air. Immediately after, Tang Huan activated his "Dao Nascent Soul", and used "Dao Nascent Soul Transformation" just like Mo Qiuqiu.
Pang Shuo's body immediately rose crazily.
In less than a blink of an eye, Tang Huan's body had already reached a height of more than five hundred meters, and an even more terrifying pressure spread out in all directions with Tang Huan's body as the center. Countless people around him lost their souls, and even Mo Qiuqiu, who was originally like a giant, was shocked.
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