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Chapter 245

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The Demon Child of the Void could not restrain his anger, but in the face of this hopeless situation, he could not refute anything. He could only hatefully repeat the name of the Tianji Temple.

The divination techniques of the Human Race were an insurmountable barrier for the Hades to wreak havoc in the Human Race's territory.

The Zhishou Tower was ranked first among the Human Race forces that the Hades hated the most, followed closely by the Tianji Temple.

House Master Pang Yang's hawk-like gaze swept across the ferocious but motionless Luo Hou in the blood pool. His tone was cold and somewhat sarcastic as he probed, "Is this the Luo Hou you reincarnated after a hundred years of planning and slaughtering millions of people in Zhenjiang City?"

This hit the Demon Child of the Void's sore spot.

It was precisely because of Luo Hou's half-dead appearance that he had fallen into this impasse.

He, who had mastered the True Meaning of Space, was not strong physically. He was more inclined towards the role of a spell cultivator.

Normally, he relied on the True Meaning of Space's ability to move unpredictably. How could he fight a body cultivator in close combat?

However, under the restriction of the Sky Sealing Seal, he had no choice but to use his weakest aspect to fight against Pang Yang's strongest physical body.

Luo Hou was a natural born battle maniac with extreme strength. If Luo Hou was sober, he would be able to face Demon Son Pang Yang head on. Why would he fall to such a state and do such a reckless thing?

"Again!" House Master Pang Yang withdrew his gaze from Luo Hou and sneered at the Demon Child of the Void. "Like a rat, you've wreaked havoc in Qingzhou for so many years. It's time to end it."

In the next moment, the golden light that bloomed from his body was even brighter than before.

A faint golden behemoth gradually appeared in the void behind Pang Yang. Its body was huge, like a golden mountain.

It was the phantom of a wolf-shaped beast. It was astonishingly huge and crouched in the void. Its golden eyes were like two shining golden lanterns, with a bright light flowing within.

"Dharma!" The Demon Child of the Void's expression turned even uglier.

A body cultivator who had formed a Dharma would be strengthened by the power of the Dharma.

"Howl!" The wolf phantom roared in the void and took a step forward. The entire Soul Shadow merged with Pang Yang, and an aura that made the Demon Child of the Void's heart palpitate spread.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

With the support of his Dharma Idol, Pang Yang began to move, causing the entire cave to tremble. The golden radiance dyed the entire cave resplendent.

A powerful killing intent surged towards the Void Demon Child.

"Rise!"

The Void Demon Child could no longer care about anything else, and his eyes flashed with madness. Countless rays of blood rushed out from the blood pool, creating huge waves that surged towards Pang Yang.

This move seemed to have used up all the power of the blood pool.

Pang Yang's body released a golden aura that contended against the wave of bloody light.

Like raging waves crashing against the shore, the blood radiance splashed out in all directions. The walls of the karst cave instantly exploded and splattered everywhere, but Pang Yang, who was at the center of the shockwave, was still standing tall.

Rumble!

Unable to withstand the impact of the violent shockwaves, the cave collapsed with a loud bang.

"Scram!" Pavilion Master Pang Yang roared, and his golden Stellar Energy jolted, sending all the rocks flying.

Smoke and dust filled the air. Countless rays of golden light shot out from within, scattering the smoke and dust.

It was just a single collision, but the huge cave had already collapsed.

Amidst the rustling rocks, a golden claw reached out, slapped away all the rocks, and charged towards the Void Demon Child's chest.

Bang!

The huge golden claw erupted with a monstrous light, sending the Void Demon Child flying like a withered blade of grass.

The moment the golden claw struck, a strange deep purple rune flashed on the Void Demon Child's chest, blocking this powerful and violent attack.

Even so, a part of his chest was still caved in, and he looked incomparably miserable.

Pang Yang wouldn't give the Void Demon Son a chance to catch his breath. Unrelenting, he leaped up and punched the Void Demon Son again and again, his attacks swift and violent.

The Void Demon Child was beaten until he constantly vomited blood. His body was covered in wounds, and he could not resist at all.

On another battlefield in the canyon, the sound of swords and the sound of spells exploding rose and fell.

Sword cultivators manipulated their swift flying swords, and long trails of flames trailed behind them as they swam through the air, attacking the cultivators of the Hades.

Lu Qingshan's mood became more and more joyful. Liu Yu's spirit techniques were extremely compatible with him.

There were body cultivators at the front taking hits, spirit cultivators at the back buffing themselves, and cultivators of the Hades who had activated the bloodlines of the Demons in their bodies serving as living targets.

There was no better situation for him to practice his swordsmanship and gain experience than this.

Lu Qingshan, who was going all out, had completely given up on close-range combat. Instead, he chose to rely on his flying swords to attack from afar.

His Dragon Sparrow Sword was simple and extremely fast, but to the cultivators of the Hades, it was indescribably dangerous, and life and death could be decided in an instant.

Due to the limited space and the endless pressure exerted by the two Void Refinement cultivators, these cultivators of the Hades had no room to maneuver at all. The more they fought, the fewer of them there were, and the more they fought, the more they lost their will to fight.

As Lu Qingshan continued to kill the cultivators of the Hades, he was constantly trying to control the rhythm of his flying swords. Through the constant changes in speed, weight, and strength of the flying swords, he was constantly changing the rhythm of his flying swords to tire his opponents out.

Under these circumstances, his opponents could only passively follow him closely, and it was extremely easy for them to reveal openings, allowing him to seize the opportunity to kill them in one strike.

This was a technique that sword cultivators had to master.

Lu Qingshan, who had studied the sword cultivator profession for ten years, was naturally very familiar with these techniques. Unfortunately, these techniques were only in-game and could not be directly applied to real life.

However, since he had this awareness and experience, and with his talent in the way of the sword, he was able to replicate his in-game techniques in real life. In just this short period of time, he was able to regain the feeling he had in the past.

Under his control, the flying swords were like spirit snakes hunting their enemies.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Even in such a complicated and chaotic battle, Lu Qingshan still relied on his accurate judgment of timing and the situation to accurately take the lives of seven cultivators of the Hades and gain 60,000 experience points.

However, this kind of good thing was coming to an end.

There were only a few Underworld cultivators left on the scene. Faced with such a despairing scene, the remaining few Underworld cultivators were also filled with confusion and absent-mindedness. There was also an unconcealable sense of panic.



Hanging outside the canyon, True Venerable Han Mei, who was in charge of sealing the space with the Sky Sealing Seal, was paying full attention to the battle between Pang Yang and the Void Demon.

Seeing that Pang Yang had the absolute advantage and was constantly trampling on the Void Demon, True Venerable Han Mei felt that victory was in her hands and couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.

However, no one noticed Rahu, who was like a statue in the blood pool, not making a sound at all.

Just as the Void Demon was draining the power of the blood pool, a finger on one of his four hands moved slightly.

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