At the last moment of his life, Yu Chenzi risked everything and detonated all his seven thousand years of cultivation, turning himself into a powerful blood-fire divine thunder.
Seven thousand years of accumulation is no small matter. Even though he was unable to find the path to immortality in the end, the power he accumulated bit by bit was enough to surpass most Daoguo monks. When he used all this power in an instant
When activated, the power produced is far greater than the full blow of an ordinary Daoguo monk, and is even enough to make the weaker True Immortal Yang Shen retreat.
Time is fair, a drop of water can penetrate a stone, and an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. The power of seven thousand years exploded at this moment, causing the giant beast to suffer a big loss.
Yu Chenzi was very aware of the gap between them. Even if he risked his life, he would not be able to kill a Yang Shen True Immortal, let alone a wild behemoth known for its long life and powerful strength. In this case, he
Put almost all your strength into it, just to hurt the enemy, not to kill him.
The ball of blood and fire looked inconspicuous at first glance, and was even instantly eliminated by the giant beast's tongue. But in fact, the huge power contained in it was completely concentrated on one point, and it hit the giant beast hard.
The beast's tongue barely leaks anything.
Even though the giant beast had lived for endless years and gained extremely powerful strength, it was seriously injured by this blow. There was no wound on its tongue, and it didn't look damaged at all, but it kept moving forward.
It was chasing after it but suddenly stopped, raised its head, and let out a loud cry of pain.
This loud shout was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth. The surrounding earth suddenly shook and the wind roared. Countless towering ancient trees were broken inch by inch and turned into broken wood and branches. Countless boulders were shattered one after another and turned into dust of various colors.
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Wei Mingfeng, who was galloping in the air, had already tried his best. His whole body was like a taut bow string. He was shaken by the loud noise and couldn't help but feel shaken. He could no longer control the energy and magic in his body. He was holding on tightly.
The energy immediately dissipated, and the whole person fell towards the distance like a kite with its string broken.
Fortunately, Meng Xiujun was in good condition, because the flight between the two parties mainly relied on Wei Mingfeng's power - to be precise, it relied on the power of Wei Mingfeng's life-saving magic weapon, so her loss was not great.
Wei Mingfeng, who kept spitting out essence and blood to activate the power of the magic weapon, felt much better. Although he was startled by the loud noise, he was still not dizzy. Seeing Wei Mingfeng fall out, he hurriedly chased after him with his flying sword.
, catching him in the air.
But Wei Mingfeng's face was pale at this moment, his orifices were bleeding, and he was obviously very seriously injured. He first wanted to use his spiritual thoughts to tell Meng Xiujun something, but he couldn't gather even a ray of spiritual thoughts. So he opened his mouth again, but there was only
Spit out blood foam.
"Senior Brother Wei, don't worry." Meng Xiujun hurriedly used his true energy to heal his injuries, and found that the aura in his body was chaotic, and a violent force was rushing through his internal organs, just like a wild boar running wildly in the field.
What will happen if the fields are overrun by wild boars?
Meng Xiujun tried very hard to sort out this violent power and calm it down. But her power was far inferior to that of Wei Mingfeng - she had achieved Dharma for less than a hundred years, but Wei Mingfeng had cultivated Taoism for more than a thousand years.
The gap between the two sides was so big that all her efforts were in vain.
Fortunately, they are not alone here.
As soon as the light flashed, Xuefeng had arrived next to the two of them. After looking at it for a moment, it stretched out its hand, and its entire left arm turned into a sharp sword, which pierced Wei Mingfeng's chest and abdomen without hesitation.
With one stab, one stroke, and one swing, a huge wound was opened on Wei Mingfeng's body from his chest to his lower abdomen. Blood spattered with indescribable sharpness, like countless sharp arrows shot out.
Xuefeng was well prepared and used his body to block these bloody arrows for Meng Xiujun. He could only hear the tinkling sound, as if he was blocking a wave of arrows with a shield.
When the sound of arrows subsided, Meng Xiujun, who was still in shock, realized that all the violent power in Wei Mingfeng's body had been drained out along with the rain of blood. Although he was almost exhausted and seriously injured at the moment, his chest and abdomen were even cut open.
There was a big hole, and even the internal organs could be clearly seen, but in any case, the danger of life and death was over.
All this happened very fast, only a moment before and after. But at this moment they were being chased by a giant beast, and a moment was enough for the giant beast to catch up with them and kill them all.
It wasn't until he was sure that Wei Mingfeng was out of danger that Meng Xiujun remembered the giant beast that had been chasing behind him. He was suddenly startled and looked back.
She had already prepared for the worst. Even if she saw the giant beast biting her, she would not be at all panicked. But what she saw in front of her still shocked her.
A bright red light shrouded the smaller half of the giant beast's body. Within the light, there were blazing flames. You could see a flame giant at least a thousand feet tall, wielding a flaming sword that was about the same size as his body, fighting to the death with the giant beast; there were countless more.
The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty were all wearing red armor and using various weapons, like thousands of ants eroding elephants, they desperately attacked the giant beast that was simply too big for them to imagine.
Meng Xiujun's ability was limited and she couldn't tell who would lose or win in this battle, but she could at least tell that it was hard to tell the difference between the two sides at this moment, and it was almost a draw.
"Could it be that... our true immortals have come to the rescue?" She suddenly beamed with joy, but then said to herself doubtfully, "I have never heard of any true immortals from our sect who like to transform into fire giants. Also,
, Where is Senior Brother Wu? How is he? "
"That fire giant is my lord." Xuefeng cast a spell to heal the wounds on Wei Mingfeng's chest and abdomen, and handed him over to Meng Xiujun, with unabashed pride in his words.
"What?" Meng Xiujun's eyes widened - this female swordsman had always paid attention to her appearance and demeanor, but she could no longer maintain it at this moment. If the comics on #11 Ball were used to reflect her performance at this moment, it would probably be
My jaw dropped to the ground.
"Senior Brother Wu actually has... such magical powers?" She even stuttered a bit because of the shock.
"My lord has tried his best, but he still has a trump card that he can't use." Xuefeng said, "It's a pity that I'm not capable enough. I can't help at all in this kind of battle... Oh, I'm really derelict in my duty."
This can't be blamed on her. The growth of magic weapons is much slower than that of monks. It has only been less than 160 years since Wu Jie ascended. Even if she can get sufficient nourishment of Yuan Qi, she has only grown to the realm of Dharma. I think
To play the leading role in a battle of this level is really beyond your capabilities.
Over the years, Wu Jie's cultivation has improved too fast, unbelievably fast. Even though Xuefeng is already the fastest progressing type among magic weapons, it is still far behind him.
If it were a normal battle, she could still help. But at this moment, Wu Jie had pushed the Fire Department Zhengfa to the limit, turning into a real fire giant and fighting with the giant beast in the Yang God realm. Both sides were destroyed with every move they made.
Cangshan, tearing apart the earth
Strength, Xuefeng may be able to provide some help to Wu Jie, but as long as he is hit by attacks from both sides, it will immediately be shattered, and I am afraid that not even a complete fragment can be found - just like the magic weapon of the "Flying Flower Fairy" before
Flower baskets are average.
How could Wu Jie let Xuefeng do something that was tantamount to death? So he directly ordered Xuefeng to come over and help protect Wei Mingfeng and Meng Xiujun, and not to interfere in the battle on his side.
As for himself, he jumped up and rushed in front of the giant beast, and then without hesitation, he activated the Fire Department Zhengfa to the extreme.
Covered by the Immovable Fire Realm, fighting with the True Fire Dharmakaya, armed with a demon-slaying sword, and with millions of heavenly soldiers under his command, Wu Jie at this moment is a dignified Fire Fighting God without any moisture at all.