When Zuo Zhicheng finished speaking, he had already taken off his outer clothes. The muscles, bones, and tendons all over his body expanded violently once again. In an instant, he had grown from a height of 1.8 meters to a small giant of 2.7 meters tall. His tendons and muscles were like giant dragons that undulated up and down on his body, causing the air to explode.
At this moment, his arm alone was as thick as an ordinary person's waist. It was as if he was a giant steel pillar that had the power to overturn rivers and seas.
When the Yama Holy Son saw this shocking scene, his eyes revealed a look of astonishment. However, when he heard Zuo Zhicheng's words, he couldn't help but laugh. "Zuo Zhicheng, I don't know where you learned this secret technique from, but you've raised your explosive power to the level of the Void Refinement Realm.
But so what? You haven't reached the Void Refinement Realm yet, so you'll never know how terrifying it is. "
As he spoke, he raised one hand and was about to lift Zuo Zhicheng off the mountain peak and throw him down again.
However, this time, Zuo Zhicheng let out a low growl. His entire body twitched violently. One could clearly see that his muscles were twitching violently like steel rods, wildly exerting force in all directions.
This instantaneous explosion of power was completely caused by the movement of Zuo Zhicheng's muscles. He didn't borrow the power of the earth as he usually did.
However, this was the true extent of Zuo Zhicheng's explosive power when he was 2.7 meters tall. At this moment, the force exerted by the skin and muscles of his entire body was as if there were dozens of Humanoid Experts standing in Zuo Zhicheng's position and punching with all their might in all directions.
The violent power almost squeezed the air around Zuo Zhicheng into a solid substance, bringing with it billowing air waves. It was like a shock wave that blasted out in all directions.
This bombardment directly hit the mental power around the Yama Holy Son, causing him to be unable to circulate his mental power smoothly and temporarily lose his strength.
After a short moment of loss of strength, Zuo Zhicheng's body suddenly sank. He fell to the ground with a bang like a tyrannosaurus rex. When the Yama Holy Son was about to exert force again to lift him up, Zuo Zhicheng's hands were like a pair of steel claws. His five fingers grew sharply and firmly grasped the ground. At the same time, he dug his toes into the ground and grabbed onto the rocks.
The Yama Holy Son instantly exerted force, but he couldn't lift him up.
"Fine, fine, fine. Since you don't want to go up, then go down!" After saying this, the Yama Holy Son of the Inferno.... a huge palm mixed with countless poisonous gas, poisonous smoke, and black clouds, fell from the sky, a huge palm, which was mixed with dark clouds, rolling, and smacked a Palm, towards Zuo Zhicheng's position.
Zuo Zhicheng snorted coldly in the face of this huge black palm that fell from the sky, which Ye Junxi didn't dare to face head-on. The Qi and blood in his body suddenly surged rapidly.
His body size had increased greatly, and the impact of the blood in his body was also stronger. This time, when he used the Tilt of the Heavenly River, a loud rumbling sound was heard. It was as if an aircraft carrier's engine had been started, or as if a waterfall hundreds of meters high was rushing down.
The force of the Tilt of the Heavenly River was at least ten times stronger than Zuo Zhicheng's normal blood force. Everyone could even see faint white air currents flashing as Zuo Zhicheng's palm pushed forward. This meant that this palm had broken through the sound barrier.
Pop ~ ~ In everyone's eyes, the two palms collided. Zuo Zhicheng's palm was already huge enough, but when it was hit by the huge black palm, it looked like the palm of an infant and an adult. However, the result was completely different.
A power that was far beyond the Holy Son of Hell's calculations erupted from the huge black palm. The huge palm was instantly torn to pieces, and countless black smoke, black gas, and particles were sent flying in all directions by the shock wave.
Zuo Zhicheng's expression didn't change after he shattered the Nirvana of Hell with one palm. He landed on all fours and exerted his strength at the same time, completely disappearing from the Holy Son of Hell's sight.
With a Yin Realm Flash, he turned into countless flashing lights and shadows, and then reappeared ten meters away from the Holy Son of Hell. Then he swept one of his palms across the ground, rolling up countless mud, stones, and snow, and shot them like a shotgun at the Holy Son of Hell.
No, with Zuo Zhicheng's current explosive power, the stones he swept with his palms were definitely more powerful than a shotgun. If they hit an iron shield, the stones would probably shatter it.
However, this move was slightly insufficient against the Holy Son of Hell. It was just to make him temporarily invisible.
Sure enough, in the face of the flying mud, stones, and snow, the Holy Son of Hell didn't even blink. His Dharma Body of Hell flew out, and his fists punched out with thousands of fist shadows.
However, his fists were not real fists. Instead, they were clenched into the shape of countless ghost claws. They flew out along with extremely condensed air currents.
The martial art of the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture, the Thousand Ghost Cold Claws, was now displayed by the Hell King of Hell. Not only did it have the form and artistic conception of ten thousand ghosts, but it also used the Void Refinement Stage technique and the secret technique of the Underworld Sect to stimulate the power of the mind and reduce the intensity of the movement of the surrounding air molecules, forming a cold current that seemed to come from the underworld.
The power of this attack was already stronger than the previous attacks of the Holy Son of Hell. Obviously, after he stepped into the Void Refinement Stage, he was getting stronger almost every moment.
Crisp crackling sounds could be heard. The fragments were blown by the cold air and then swept by the Hell King of Hell's claw shadows. In an instant, they were reduced to thousands of pieces and scattered in all directions.
At the same time, a green shadow flashed slightly, and the Hell King's Sword kept expanding and enlarging. It turned into a Milky Way and enveloped Zuo Zhicheng.
However, before the Hell King's Sword could completely envelop him, a three-meter-long light sword pierced out and swept away the surrounding smoke and dust. Zuo Zhicheng used the Cross Slash Technique and waved the three-meter-long Divine Light Sword, which was as thick as a thumb, to cut the Hell King's Sword into countless pieces.
By cutting the countless particles, he temporarily cut off the connection between the particles inside the Hell King's Sword.
At the same time, Zuo Zhicheng's figure flashed and slashed at the Holy Son of Hell's arm.
Originally, when Zuo Zhicheng was 2.7 meters tall, the speed of his punches could already exceed the speed of sound. Now, with the three-meter-long Divine Light Sword in his hand, the linear speed of the tip of the sword was almost four to five times that of Zuo Zhicheng's arm.
The Divine Light Sword was moving at a speed that the Holy Son of Hell couldn't see clearly, couldn't detect, and couldn't even think. If this hit, even the power of the mind couldn't capture the light, it would definitely cut the Holy Son of Hell's arm.
In his current state, if the Holy Son of Hell's arm was cut off, he would be seriously injured and his strength would decline. He might not be a threat to Zuo Zhicheng anymore.
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