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Chapter 1687 Power of the Holy Spirit! (3 more)

Ling Feng and Ao Jue looked at each other, and as if they had agreed, they each stepped back fifty steps and stood at two corners of the ring!

The audience's pupils shrank and their breathing suddenly became short.

The decisive moment is finally coming!

"The dragon's roar in the sky is shocking!"

Ao Jue let out a low cry, and his body was like a thousand troops, making a thumping sound, and it was like thunder roaring, and it kept exploding!

Nine golden meridians, shaped like nine winding dragons, roar and emerge from the body surface!

Blood flowed all over the body, going against the nine meridians, and suddenly burst out with unprecedented powerful energy and blood!

"Hiss! It's so dazzling!"

The sudden burst of energy and blood power surpassed the nine-day sun, and the sky was filled with dazzling blood red!

Everyone was caught off guard, and their eyes were suddenly stabbed, making it difficult to see. They could only vaguely see that the arena was filled with blood!

Among the people present, only the top leaders of the three sects and the ten transcendent generals could see clearly what was going on inside the arena.

Biluo Shengji couldn't help but admire: "You are indeed proud of him. His energy and blood are so strong. In this way, he completely overshadowed Ling Feng."

There was a hint of regret in the words, but not too much disappointment.

Ling Feng's ability to reach this point has exceeded expectations. With the strength he has shown, it is no problem to become a new generation of talented kings.

Compared with Ao Jue, Ling Feng still has ten years. Ten years is enough for Ling Feng to completely crush Ao Jue!

The master of Xutian Palace also nodded. They had never thought that Ling Feng could fight Ao Jue to such an extent.

With Shi Haoxuan alone winning the championship, and with five people among the top ten of the Sunset Chosen, the dominance of the Dongling Immortal Pond can be considered secure.

Whether Ling Feng can defeat Ao Jue is actually not that important.

"Ling Feng! Take a hit from me! Nine Heavens Divine Fist!"

The power of Qi and blood displayed by Ao Jue now has completely suppressed Ling Feng!

That infinite energy and blood is like a vast ocean, swallowing up Ling Feng!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, with a playful look on his lips: "Is there a secret method to enhance the power of qi and blood? I also have it!"

For the first time, Ling Feng used the heaven-defying secret technique taught to him by Mr. Gui, "Holy Spirit Art".

At the expense of exploding the power of divine consciousness, one's own energy and blood power are temporarily increased.

"What?"

Everyone's eyelids jumped wildly again. This Ling Feng actually has a trump card?

As the "Holy Spirit Art" was activated, Ling Feng's body grew strangely taller, his muscles all over his body became tangled, and the robe on his upper body exploded with a "chila" sound.

The violent vigor stirred crazily, and a lavender power erupted from the sea of ​​spirit, filling the whole body.

This is the power of the Holy Spirit inspired by the power of divine consciousness!

"Holy Spirit Power!"

Biluo Shengji suddenly felt a turmoil in her heart. She recognized at a glance that the secret technique used by Ling Feng was not exactly the secret technique that Mr. Gui had mastered at the bottom of the box, the "Holy Spirit Technique".

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gui actually taught him this secret skill. What she couldn't believe even more was that in just over a month, Ling Feng actually mastered it!

You must know that Elder Gui once taught him a simplified version of this technique. She has been practicing that simplified version for three years, but she has only achieved a small amount of success.

Like Ling Feng, who can guide the power of the Holy Spirit and infuse the limbs and bones, this is clearly something that can only be achieved by practicing the "Holy Spirit Art" to a great level!

Of course, this is not because Biluo Shengji's talent is too low, but because Ling Feng's Eye of the Emperor is too unnatural.

Hoho!——

In an instant, Ling Feng felt as if there were ten thousand dragons roaring and galloping inside his body.

Ling Feng is like an unrivaled blood yang. Under this superposition, the energy and blood all over his body are like water flowing, close to being substantial!

The proud blood light was instantly suppressed by the almost substantial blood light!

"Heavenly Fist!"

Ling Feng shouted low, and the terrifying power of the Holy Spirit enveloped the power of the eighty dragon elephants, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and finally collided with the proud Supreme Fist!

Rumble!——

Like thousands of thunderous explosions, it’s deafening!

The protective light shield of the arena was shaking violently amid the shattering blood and light, making a whimpering sound and almost breaking into pieces!

Boundless huge waves, with terrifying aftermath, swept across the arena!

Click!——

The arena that had just been replaced was once again shattered into countless pieces and collapsed in an instant!

The boundless blood light, in a closed environment, looks like a stormy sea, constantly rolling and galloping, lasting for a long time!

Many spectators' scalps were numb. Once the mask was shattered, the terrifying power of blood would be released, and the spectators at close range would be killed and injured!

Fortunately, the barrier that the puppet referee had reinforced before was able to withstand this explosion of power.

After a long time, the bloody light in the sky finally gradually quieted down and dissipated into the void, leaving only residual terrifying power.

When the dust cleared and two figures were revealed, everyone even forgot to breathe!

The two of them stood with their backs facing each other, standing in the strong wind, wearing robes and hats. At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The two stood with their backs to each other for a long time. Ling Feng's face turned pale, his eyes still had fighting spirit, and he smiled weakly: "You are very strong, but unfortunately, I am stronger!"

Ao Jue did not look back, but slowly said three words: "You win!"

Bang!--

The next moment, his majestic body suddenly fell to the ground. Although there was regret on his face, there was not much disappointment.

Being able to find an opponent with whom he can have a hearty battle is even more important to him than winning the battle.

Even though he lost this battle, it was the most enjoyable battle in his life!

The audience suddenly seemed to be in an uproar as if a pot had exploded!

Ao Jue, one of the top three geniuses, actually lost!

The unpredictable ending plunged the entire audience into deathly silence!

This kind of strong man who crushed the geniuses of his generation and was unparalleled for a while was defeated by a rising star!

As for Ling Feng, his real age is definitely much younger than Ye Ting, who was previously recognized as the youngest evil genius.

Biluo Shengji opened her eyes wide and had not yet woken up from the huge shock. It was not until the Master of Xutian Palace reminded her that Biluo Shengji realized something!

Ling Feng defeated Ao Jue!

The top three places, Donglingxian Pond, I'm afraid it will take the second place!

Originally, Donglingxian Pond had prepared for the worst, but who would have thought that what they got was the biggest surprise!

The expressions of the senior elders of the Fallen Holy Land, including the Master of Xiaoyun Pavilion, changed at the same time!

The Master of Xiaoyun Pavilion stared at the arena in shock, and after a long time he muttered, "Ao Jue, you actually lost!"

The most powerful person in Yunluo Holy Land, the star of hope who had high hopes, was defeated by Ling Feng.

If there is not even a disciple from Yunluo Holy Land among the top three places, it would be really embarrassing to be thrown into grandma's house!

On the contrary, the elders of the Five Thunder Holy Land did not know whether to be happy or worried. They were happy that it seemed that this time it was Yunluo Holy Land's turn to be at the bottom. Of course, they were worried that the Dongling Immortal Pond had become stronger again.

It was agreed that in thirty years to the east of Hedong, and in thirty years to the west of Hexi, will the situation change? The status of Donglingxian Pond is too stable!

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