With eyes flashing with gunfire, Lin Songyue raised her hand, and a stream of spiritual energy surged out.

The seven-fingered palm holding the black mist suddenly tightened.

Click!

However, the momentum is enough.

But as expected, the scene that shattered the black mist outside Yancheng's body and exposed his true body did not happen.

Spiritual energy surged all over the sky, and when the giant palm clenched tightly, the black mist and the palm kept wrestling, the fingers of the giant palm were trembling, and they were unable to completely complete the fist.

Lin Songyue's face darkened, Yan Cheng was really right.

"Mortals can crush tofu, but they can't crush gold and iron. Your giant palm technique can capture me, but it can't crush my black mist. In my eyes, your technique is just a joke."

In the black mist, Yancheng's mocking voice sounded leisurely again.

"Always concentrating the power of this giant palm will surely consume a lot of money. I advise you to disperse it, kneel down and surrender."

"Can you crush it?"

After Lin Songyue became gloomy, she smiled angrily.

"You think I can't kill you? Hmm!"

After saying the last word, Lin Songyue patted the storage bag with her other hand.

In front of him, three black objects half as tall as a man suddenly appeared.

These are three identical statues. On top of the black jade, there is a man sitting cross-legged.

Statue villain!

Three!

This is also the origin of Lin Songyue's confidence, the confidence he has to dare to kill the black demon alone.

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.

Unexpectedly, Lin Songyue also owned as many figurines as him.

Obviously, Lin Songyue had the same idea as her before. She did not improve Xuan Gong immediately, but left it for later.

But Yancheng's appearance obviously made Lin Songyue change his mind.

After using up the three statues, Lin Songyue can upgrade the Light Palm to three levels.

"You actually collected so many heritage statues."

When these statues appeared, Yancheng's tone also changed.

"Let me tell you, my original Light Spirit Palm has been passed down to the second level, but now do you still think that I can't kill you?" Lin Songyue said coldly.

"It's a pity that you can't crush me." Yan Cheng said calmly.

"You are so stubborn, then I will listen to your screams when every bone is crushed."

Lin Songyue sneered. She raised her hand and grabbed a heritage statue and quickly absorbed the heritage.

Opening her eyes again, Lin Songyue pointed towards the sky this time, and a finger grew out of her giant palm again.

The thickness of the palm of the arm has also expanded in a circle.

Lin Songyue cast a spell and squeezed again.

This time, the muffled sound became louder and louder. The black mist trembled more violently, but it still could not crush Yancheng.

At this time, all the cultivators on the ground were shocked.

Lin Songyue's third level Xuan Gong, let alone kill Yan Cheng, could not even break through Yan Cheng's defense.

The black energy outside Yancheng's body was so terrifying.

Lin Songyue's eyes turned red.

"I don't believe it, I won't kill you until you die!"

With a wave of his hand, the remaining two statues were inherited and all were refined.

"Ren, I'm ready to take action."

And seeing Lin Songyue using up all the statue figures, Qin Cheng also knew that this battle was about to end.

But after transmitting a message, he found that Ren's whole body seemed to be stagnant, staring at the black mist in mid-air in a state of despair.

He seemed to be mumbling something, and his expression became increasingly ugly.

"Fellow Daoist Lei?"

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, I have to run with you." Ren said suddenly.

"Huh? You're not going to take action?"

Qin Cheng was surprised.

Originally, he didn't care what Ren thought. After all, the relationship between the two was not bad. Before he left, he told Ren to some extent.

But this guy was so arrogant before that he would be stunned when he got mad, but now he actually changed his mind and became rational?

Such a proud and confident person decided to run away with him?

"Don't look at me like that." Ren was a little embarrassed and said in embarrassment.

"I am very competitive, but I am not stupid!"

"I hope that Lin Songyue can win, but there is a 90% chance that this guy won't win. I can see that Na Yancheng is a pervert. We have to run, we have to run, and we have to run quickly!"

Ren's eyes became quite deep at this time and his expression was serious.

This made Qin Cheng a little strange. This was an expression he had never seen on Ren's face.

What did this guy see when his attitude turned 180 degrees?

Boom!

Just as the two of them were talking, the light palm expanded again.

Lin Songyue received the inheritance twice in a row. At this time, not only did the giant palm grow two fingers again, but a faint golden light also appeared on the arm.

"My light palm ranks twenty-sixth among the Xingzun Xuan Gong. I don't believe it can crush you!"

Feeling Yan Cheng's contempt, Lin Songyue roared, as if to cheer herself up in this way.

Then, the giant hand, which had grown much larger, clenched tightly again.

Click, click, click!

This time, the void began to tremble, as if even the heaven and earth could not withstand the pressure of the giant palm.

This violent force caused Yang Gong, Taoist Huang Mu and others below to feel their scalps numb.

With such a giant palm, let alone holding it tightly, even if it is pressed down with one finger, they may not be able to resist it.

However, no matter how Lin Songyue kept yelling and exerted all her strength, no matter how hard the giant palm was, it could not break through the black mist, let alone crush Yancheng inside.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

Lin Songyue was sweating profusely, and her eyes were full of madness.

He left behind such a trump card, and after careful calculation, such a powerful spell couldn't kill Yan Cheng!

Why, why?

"I told you, you can't kill me."

Yan Cheng's cold voice sounded again, and this time it fell in Lin Songyue's ears, but it was filled with horror.

"Why?" he asked subconsciously.

"Lin Songyue, you really disappoint me. I once competed with Ying Yuci, but after experiencing the defeat in that competition, I became more and more alive."

Yancheng did not answer immediately, but spoke playfully.

"How do you know who you are?"

Lin Songyue was shocked. At this time, Yancheng was still trapped in the giant palm, but the blood-colored eyes in the black mist looked so terrifying.

"You don't deserve to know this, but you did disappoint me."

Yancheng's red eyes gradually approached the edge of the black mist.

A vague bloody body loomed in front of the cultivators.

"As for why you lost, I can tell you, because my Xuan Gong is stronger than yours, and the grade of Xuan Gong is higher than yours!"

Click!

Yancheng took action.

He raised his arms and black mist exploded.

There was only a crisp sound, and a finger on the light palm twisted and deformed, completely folding over.

The whole audience was shocked.

Previously, Yancheng did not choose to fight back when faced with the weaker Qingling Palm, but now he can directly break the Qingling Palm.

This shows that Yancheng did not try his best from beginning to end.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!