The life and death clone contains an incomparable understanding of the power of life and death in the special attribute law. It is truly the strongest clone created by Xiao Fan in an essential sense!
"Okay, go ahead!" Xiao Fan waved his hands to the clone and said, "There is no suitable magic weapon for you to use at the moment. After a while, I will be customized by you to refine one!"
"Don't worry, maybe...I can kill Zeng Cuo without you taking action!" the life and death clone said with a ferocious smile.
"Don't be reckless. Although you are my strongest clone in history, the rules of Soul Tearing Technique have not changed. The power you possess is at most half of mine. You will definitely not be Zeng Cuo's opponent! You
You are only responsible for attracting him out. As for Zeng Cuo's men... I'll leave it to you!" Xiao Fan shook his head and said.
"Well, just in time... I will also try to see how far the power of life and death can be exerted in my hands!" The life and death clone raised the corner of his mouth and gradually disappeared.
At the same time, in the Supreme Elder's Courtyard of Immortal Palace, deep underground in Zengcuo Mansion.
Xiao Fan's immortal fire clone inside the ten-thousand-year-old ice coffin suddenly shone with a light red luster, and then the whole body dissipated as if melting.
Instead, a life-and-death Xiao Fan with a ferocious face appeared in the ice coffin!
"Hmph, this little trick is worth ten thousand years of ice coffin..." Life and Death Xiao Fan raised the corners of his mouth, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a thick aura of death suddenly emitted.
On the ten thousand year ice coffin, countless cracks appeared from the inside, and then exploded with a bang.
Life and Death Xiao Fan took one step forward, and immediately a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"This kind of place has no value in existing. Such a gloomy underground chamber filled with the smell of death will be completely destroyed with the demise of Zeng Cuo!"
With that said, he walked towards the stairs.
No movement was seen from him. As he continued to move forward, everything behind him decayed and collapsed in an instant.
The power of death reduces everything to nothingness!
His current understanding of the power of death is no longer inferior to that of Pluto back then, and is even slightly better!
At this time, the battlefield has reached the most tragic and critical moment.
The men and horses on both sides were almost fighting each other.
In total, there are nearly 100,000 people, and only less than 30,000 people can still stand at this time!
But the fight between the top masters is still going on.
Jin San and Long Qianli were both out of breath and covered in injuries, but they still fought together crazily.
In the exchange of fists and kicks, the two of them had already abandoned magic and magic weapons and other means, and evolved into the ultimate hand-to-hand combat.
The strength of these two people is very different. The competition now is who can persist until the last moment without falling, that is the winner!
Shangguan Haoyue, on the other hand, had already won the first victory, blasting Jin Yi to pieces. However, due to his own serious injuries, he could no longer continue fighting and was helped aside by Zhuge Lei, who was also seriously injured, to rest.
However, the most intense and noteworthy battle in this war was the battle between Zeng Cuo and Jiao Yang!
"Humph, Jiaoyang, is this all you can do? I'm so disappointed!" Zeng Cuo stepped on the three-color gust of wind at his feet, lightly dodging the repeated bombardments of the sun, and then said faintly.
"Old thief Zengcuo, don't just say it lightly. You and I are about the same in strength. If you have the ability, come and try to defeat me?" Jiaoyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted sternly.
"Okay, I'm tired of playing this kind of game!" Zeng Cuo sighed and said: "Originally, I thought you could be stronger so that I could replace the lost fairy soul marrow... But...
…You are not qualified!”
"Huh?" Jiaoyang was stunned, and the strength in Zeng Cuo's body suddenly increased sharply again.
Originally, the ultimate strength of a first-level Golden Immortal was 650,000, but this seemed to not apply to Zeng Cuo either.
His immortal power suddenly surged, and he passed the 700,000 level in an instant, and it was still rising crazily!
"What? This... how is this possible?" Jiaoyang's pupils shrank. He never expected that he and Zeng Cuo had been fighting for a long time, but the other party still did not use his full strength!
As Xiao Fan estimated, Zeng Cuo's true strength was at least 800,000.
However, Xiao Fan never imagined that Zeng Cuo's power would skyrocket and finally stop at 990,000!
Ninety-nine hundred thousand, what kind of concept is this?
With another ten thousand, Zeng Cuo will be able to reach the realm of King Immortal!
"It's impossible...your power..." Jiaoyang's body trembled slightly.
"Holy shit, that guy Zeng Cuo is really perverted, his power has reached 990,000!" The Desolate Demon Lord also took a breath after feeling Zeng Cuo's surge in power.
"Trouble, it seems there is no chance of winning this time!" Wu Tian gritted his teeth: "Emotional guy has been playing with the sun!"
"No, if you look carefully at Zeng Cuo, it seems that he is reluctant to use this power..." The Desolate Demon Lord shook his head.
At this time, Zeng Cuo's skin began to become transparent, and with a quick glance, he could clearly see the blood flowing under his skin and the interlaced meridians.
"I only have half a stick of incense... I really don't want to use this power..." Zeng Cuo gritted his teeth and thought to himself with a ferocious expression.
"Damn it, I finally know what happened to his sudden increase in power!" Wu Tian looked at it carefully for a while and suddenly exclaimed.
"Well, I know it too!" The Desolate Demon Lord nodded and said, "But...how could he use this method?"
"The devil knows, but this is indeed a genuine Taoist technique! The Tao of Fire, the Evil Fire Tao!" Wu Tian has followed Xiao Fan for so long and is quite familiar with the various Taoist techniques that Xiao Fan has mastered. However, this Evil Fire Tao
, but it is one of the Taoist techniques that Xiao Fan is best at!
"The evil fire path that can double the power in a short period of time...shouldn't it only exist in the Six Realms? Why would Zeng Cuo, a master in the Immortal Realm, use this method? Could it be that he also comes from the Six Realms?"
The devil's face was full of doubts.
"No, do you still remember the guy we met before? It's very likely that he taught Zeng Cuo the Evil Fire Way!" Wu Tian rubbed his chin and said.
"That's right, when it comes to people who are proficient in several Taoist arts... apart from Xiao Fan, that guy is the only one left in the Six Realms!" Demon Lord of Desolation clenched his fists angrily: "Damn it, at this time!
Such an unexpected occurrence!”
The guy that the Demon Lord of Desolation and Wu Tian were talking about was none other than the young man who had led a lot of weird masters to break through space and come here, claiming to be the envoy.
He is Yan Hong!
That Yan Hong who has a huge hatred for Xiao Fan!
"Are you ready? Jiaoyang... Come and have a taste of what I am really capable of!" Zeng Cuo said, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly struck out with a palm!
Extremely strong, extremely fast!
Jiaoyang couldn't react at all, and his abdomen was severely imprinted by this palm. The power penetrated through his back, smashing all the internal organs in his lower abdomen, and erupted from his back!
"Ugh!" Zeng Cuo punched him in the stomach with a palm, Jiaoyang's pupils shrank violently, and he fell towards the ground uncontrollably!
"It's not over yet, hahaha!" Zeng Cuo immediately moved and suddenly caught up with Jiaoyang's rapidly falling body. He pressed his knees down, pressed against Jiaoyang's chest, and smashed his body down again!
"Boom!" A huge deep pit was smashed on the ground, followed by a violent explosion that swept across like crazy, tearing apart everything around it regardless of friend or foe!
Immediately afterwards, Zeng Cuo's figure jumped up from the ground, looking coldly at the blazing sun in the pit, whose bones had been shattered and lying motionless in the soil.
Although Jiaoyang was not dead, he was seriously injured by Zeng Cuo in an instant. Not only did he lose his ability to fight, he could no longer even move!
"Oh my god, what a terrifying power this is!" Everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence. They had long forgotten that they were still in the middle of a battle and were completely shocked by Zeng Cuo's power.
Jiao Yang, a master of the first level of Golden Immortal, was unable to fight back, and was defeated miserably in two moves?
"Hmph, vulnerable!" Zeng Cuo glanced around, instantly locking the positions of all the golden immortals on the side of Jiaoyang.
Many of these golden immortals were seriously injured and withdrawn from the battle, but many were still fighting hard.
But it has to be said that they are the main force on this battlefield.
"To capture the thief, capture the king first... Without these masters of the Golden Immortal, all that is left is just garbage waiting to be slaughtered!" Zeng Cuo said as his figure flashed again and suddenly came to Long Qianli.
"No!" Long Qianli reacted immediately. While retreating violently, he raised his hand and smashed his strongest force towards Zeng Cuo!
"A futile attack!" Zeng Cuo raised his hand and swatted away Long Qianli's counterattack, and then grabbed it with his other hand.
An invisible force suddenly enveloped Long Qianli, making him unable to move!
"Broken bones!" As Zeng Cuo's fingers gradually tightened, the sound of broken bones sounded from Long Qianli's body one after another!
"Ah!" Long Qianli spat out blood, and his whole body collapsed like mud. Zeng Cuo swung him away and threw him into the deep pit.
Immediately afterwards, almost all the immortal faction coalition forces and the golden immortal masters within the Heavenly Punishment suffered the same fate.
Inside, there were hundreds of paralyzed golden immortals moaning in pain in an instant.
"The Golden Immortal master on your side...you are the only one left. What? Do you want me to do it, or do you smash the bones in your body and jump into the pit yourself?" Zeng Cuo looked towards Shangguan ferociously.
Haoyue asked.
"Bah! You old thief, don't even think of succeeding! You have to die!" Shangguan Haoyue was unable to resist and could only curse forcefully.
"My strength is gone, but my mouth is still so strong!" Zeng Cuo said, slowly raising his palm.
However, at this moment, a heavy force of death suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Immediately, a figure flickered, hugged Shangguan Haoyue's shoulders, and pulled her aside.
"What? Is it you?" After Zeng Cuo saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he was stunned...