Yang Yunqi believed that his move completely transcended the scope of the Mahayana stage and reached the realm of quasi-true immortality.
This was completely forced by Zhuo Yifan. This knife attack directly exhausted all his strength. If Zhuo Yifan didn't die, he would die.
However, at this moment, Zhuo Yifan's body had soared to a height of three feet, and he was like a giant. However, there was no momentum on his body. All the momentum and pressure were concentrated into the fireball in his hand.
The fireball has a strange color and shines with a faint light, like a highly condensed nuclear bomb, giving people a thrilling feeling!
Zhuo Yifan jumped up, raised the fireball with his big hand, and smashed it down hard!
boom!
The fireball flashed away, as if there was no limit to time and space, and came directly in front of Yang Yunqi.
At this moment, Yang Yun was seized by Qishen, and all his thoughts were attracted by this seemingly ordinary fireball.
The stunning sword failed to split the void, but it was annihilated in the fire ball. It was directly vaporized as if it was destroyed by the fire ball. However, the fire ball was as powerful as splitting bamboo, rushing towards it, and everything it touched was turned into flying ashes.
This attack power is so terrifying that almost nothing can resist it, at least not even Mahayana masters can resist it.
A trace of despair flashed in Yang Yunqi's eyes.
When his attack was completely annihilated by the fireball, he knew that everything was over.
boom!
The fireball destroyed all attacks and defenses and directly bombarded his sword. This magic weapon that had been with him for thousands of years turned into ashes as if it were made of paper.
The fireball seemed a little dimmer, but its power could not be underestimated. It hit his armor directly.
Like the natal magic weapon, this armor could not escape the fate of being melted. It instantly shattered into countless fragments and was vaporized by the fireball.
Yang Yunqi let out a scream, and his body flew thousands of meters away like a rotten rubber ball, hitting the ground hard. His body bent and was embedded deeply in the earth. It looked very weird.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and made a big move with his hand. The fireball was not extinguished yet. It turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand. He opened his mouth and swallowed it directly.
Yang Yunqi was furious and looked at this scene in disbelief, speechless.
Zhuo Yifan stepped in front of him in one step, still looking cold and arrogant, looking at him indifferently.
Yang Yunqi wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Zhuo Yifan sneered, grabbed him in his hand, and put away the barrier in a flash.
"The Black Heart Demon, he is yours."
Zhuo Yifan threw Yang Yunqi to the ground like trash and said calmly.
Everyone appeared from the void and looked at Zhuo Yifan as if they were looking at a monster. Even He Bizheng opened his mouth wide, looking a little unbelievable.
Who would have thought that a master in the late Mahayana stage would be crippled by Zhuo Yifan so quickly.
The Black-Hearted Demon was so excited that he pounced forward. Black smoke immediately enveloped Yang Yunqi, and he heard a shrill howl.
Zhuo Yifan was also shocked. He looked like a starving ghost who had been hungry for hundreds of years.
After the shock, everyone looked at Zhuo Yifan completely differently. If there was a hint of admiration and expectation before, now they are truly convinced.
Zhuo Yifan successfully left an invincible and mysterious impression in their hearts.
In the past, everyone thought that the Mahayana stage was very difficult to kill, because everyone was about the same strength, and the Mahayana stage had many life-saving and desperate skills. Who knew that Zhuo Yifan could so easily kill Yang Yunqi, a veteran Mahayana stage master, and a thousand soldiers? destroyed.
This speed is unbelievable.
This can only be achieved by having an overwhelming advantage.
So what is Zhuo Yifan’s strength?
Everyone was afraid to think about it anymore, but there was no doubt that everyone was very happy with this result. The stronger Zhuo Yifan was, it proved that their vision was more accurate, and the more they would get in the future.
Now, no one will doubt Zhuo Yifan's ability to compete with the first family in the demon world.
It’s not about how powerful he is now, but about his potential. This kind of pervert can severely damage the Mahayana stage in the Tribulation stage, and can easily kill the later perverts in the middle of the Mahayana stage. What will happen if he reaches the later stage of cultivation, or ascends to the immortal world? A scene?
Niu Ben said excitedly: "Lord Ivan is really a god! Killing the Mahayana is like killing a dog."
He Bizheng chuckled and said: "The Black Heart Demon is happy this time. If he wants to make progress with his demon-devouring skill, he has to devour masters of the same realm. But masters of the same realm are not so easy to kill. Now that you have Xiaofan, you can take action. It’s miserable in the dark.”
Zhuo Yifan said expectantly: "A master in the Mahayana stage can allow him to absorb 30% of his strength. This is simply too abnormal. If he kills a few more, won't he become invincible in the world?"
"That's not necessarily true. After all, magic power has its limits. If it reaches a certain level, it will need to devour a master of a higher level to be effective." He Bizheng explained.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved. It seemed that his Xuanwu Divine Armor was like this. It should have reached a very high level, so the effect of devouring and fusing low-level materials would not be so obvious.
It seems that I have to find more advanced raw materials.
But the animal bones collected by Ying Buping are almost all from the late Mahayana stage. Is it possible that he wants to find the existence of the true immortal realm?
The effect of the magic weapon has been minimal. Zhuo Yifan is now sure that unless it is a spiritual treasure, it is just junk food for Xuanwu Divine Armor.
It seems that it is impossible to increase the strength of the physical body with the Xuanwu Divine Armor in a short period of time.
An hour later, the black energy finally subsided.
A figure appeared in front of everyone. Although it was still a bit illusory, it looked much clearer. At first glance, it looked like the blackest black man in Africa on earth.
My facial features are clear, and the darkness around me has also faded a lot.
What originally looked like a black mist of nothingness now at least has a physical appearance.
When the black man saw Zhuo Yifan, he knelt on the ground with a thud and said gratefully: "Thank you Master, I have not broken through for thousands of years. This time, thanks to Master's great blessing, I finally broke through the shackles. Thanks to Master's great kindness, I will definitely Will be remembered in my heart.”
Zhuo Yifan said calmly: "You're welcome. Since everyone trusts me and is willing to entrust their future to me, of course I will do my best to help everyone. Black Heart Demon, how many masters do you have left before you can advance to the later stage?"
The Black Heart Demon was stunned: "Master, you...what do you mean?"
"What's the point? Some bitches are bound to die anyway. It's their honor to be able to make some contributions to my brother."
Zhuo Yifan has no intention of letting any master of the demon clan go. He can help the black-hearted demon and win people's hearts, which can be regarded as the use of waste. It kills two birds with one stone.
The Black-Hearted Demon laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth: "Master is wise, as long as there are seven or eight more masters, I should be able to advance to the late Mahayana stage. By then, I will be able to perform many changes in the Devouring Demon Technique, and my strength will be greatly increased.
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