In the void, countless Yan Gang's figures walked towards Dongfang Mausoleum. Every step they took made the heaven and earth tremble. Those figures were like real gods, possessing divine power that reached heaven and earth.
Countless people held their breaths, their hearts trembling violently. Yan Gang's strength was too strong. Even a top-grade Heavenly Lord might not be able to withstand such a powerful attack. Can Dongfang Ling withstand it?
Dongfang Ling glanced at the figures walking around. Even though he was under extremely strong pressure, his body was still upright, and endless devouring power flowed throughout his body, swallowing up the pressure that fell on him.
"If you want to defeat me, these attacks are not enough!" Dongfang Ling spoke proudly, his voice resounding throughout the world.
Countless people looked inexplicably excited. Dongfang Ling made bold words. These attacks were not enough to defeat him. It seemed that he still had some tricks to show.
"Then show your strength." Yan Gang's voice sounded, still so calm, with strong self-confidence hidden under the calm, as if he had a chance to win.
As Yan Gang's voice fell, the palms of those clones launched powerful attacks at the same time. A series of shocking loud noises were heard, and many attacks penetrated the void and blasted towards Dongfang Tomb. This scene made the crowd's heart rate rise to the extreme, and they subconsciously forgot to breathe.
At the same moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Dongfang Ling's body, and the purple-black light on his body became extremely powerful, as if it had turned into a layer of armor covering his body.
Then I saw avenue patterns appearing all over the Dongfang Tomb, with dazzling light flowing above the patterns. Those patterns extended in different directions, and continued to enlarge as they moved, as if they were going to cover the world.
"Boom..." Many attacks bombarded the avenue patterns, and the power contained in them quickly passed away and eventually dissipated invisible. However, those patterns were still extending into the distance, seemingly unaffected.
"What magical power is that?" Many people in the direction of Ksitigarbha showed shocked expressions. They knew how powerful Yan Gang's attack was, and those patterns could actually block it. The defense was too strong.
"Those avenue patterns are a whole, and any position has super strong defense. Unless the attack power exceeds the limit it can withstand, it cannot be broken." The middle-aged man in black robe said, looking towards Dongfang Mausoleum.
His gaze was a little more profound.
At this time, Qin Xuan and others had a smile in their eyes, and their nervous hearts relaxed a lot. It seemed that they were worrying too much. Dongfang Ling had the means to deal with Yan Gang.
"The body of the Devouring King is known as the strongest defense. In this body, you can vaguely see the demeanor of the Devouring King." A voice of emotion sounded in Xiao Muyang's mind.
"He is originally a descendant of the Devouring Heavenly Lord, but his lineage migrated to the lower world in ancient times. It was not until the plane passage was opened that he was able to come to the God Realm." Qin Xuan explained.
"It turns out that he is a descendant of Tianzun. No wonder he inherits the Devouring King's body." Si Yang said with a smile.
"Senior, what you mean is that only the descendants of Devouring Heavenly Lord will get the body of Devouring King?" Qin Xuan asked.
"It's not so absolute, but it's the most likely." Si Yang explained: "When your strength reaches a certain level, you can pass on your own physique to your descendants. Many powerful physiques come from the same race. This means
It’s a bloodline inheritance.”
Qin Xuan looked thoughtful. Dongfang Ling and Duan Chengtian had the body of the Devouring King and the Body of the Samsara King respectively, and they were members of the Devouring Ancient Clan and the Samsara Ancient Clan, which confirmed this. Physical fitness could be passed on to future generations.
His physique should also be inherited from the God King, but until now, he doesn't know what physique he has, or in other words, he doesn't know what the God King's physique is.
When Qin Xuan and Si Yang were talking, the void was completely covered by the avenue pattern, as if it had become an independent space, and the endless devouring divine light was released from the pattern, killing Yan Gang's clones.
Naturally, those clones would not surrender without mercy. They released powerful attacks one after another and collided with the devouring divine light. The roaring sound continued to spread out. The void was like an apocalyptic battlefield, and the scene was extremely terrifying.
Dongfang Ling opened his hands, as if embracing the heaven and the earth. Suddenly, the divine power of that space poured into those avenue patterns, making the light of the avenue patterns become more and more powerful, shining in the boundless void.
"Your body is simply unable to withstand such a huge force!" Yan Gang spoke again, with shock in his voice.
"You won't know until you try it whether you can bear it or not." Dongfang Ling responded, with a look of determination in his eyes, as if he had no regard for life and death, and nothing terrified him.
As more and more divine power was devoured, the lines on Dongfang Ling's face gradually became distorted, and the aura on his body seemed to have reached the peak level of a middle-grade Tianjun, and he was only one step away from becoming a high-grade Tianjun.
As the divine power in the space decreases, the aura of Yan Gang's clones continues to weaken. All the clones merge into one, turning into Yan Gang's true form. He stares at Dongfang Ling's figure. Regardless of his own life in order to win, he is a worthy person.
Dear opponent.
At this moment, Qin Xuan clenched his fists, showing the tension in his heart.
Dongfang Ling swallows the divine power in the space, which not only enhances its own strength, but also weakens the opponent's strength. However, once the power swallowed exceeds the limit of its own endurance, it will explode and die.
He was risking his life.
"He's crazy!" The hearts of the people in Ksitigarbha were shocked. It was just a battle. Is it necessary to fight so hard?
The middle-aged man in black robe is also a little uneasy, but he is not worried about the safety of Dongfang Ling, but worried about Yan Gang. If anything goes wrong with him, he cannot bear the anger of that person.
"That's it. This battle is a draw." The middle-aged man in black robe looked at Qin Xuandao. At this point, there is no need to continue the fight. Both sides are very strong.
Qin Xuan nodded, looked at Dongfang Ling and said, "Dongfang, stop."
After hearing Qin Xuan's voice, Dongfang Ling did not continue to devour divine power. He looked at Yan Gang and said, "You admit defeat."
"Admit defeat?" Yan Gang frowned and said coldly: "Why should I admit defeat?"
"If you don't admit defeat, just keep fighting." Dongfang Ling's tone was cold. When his voice fell, he saw countless divine swords condensed from the avenue patterns, and the sword tips were all pointed at Yan Gang. As long as Dongfang Ling had a thought, all the gods would be destroyed.
The swords will shoot out at the same time.
Feeling the tyrannical aura coming from all directions, Yan Gang's expression finally changed. At this moment, the power controlled by Dongfang Ling had surpassed him. If he fought to the death, he would have to pay a heavy price even if he did not die.
"If I try my best, you won't get any benefits." Yan Gang said solemnly.
"I just ask you, do you admit defeat?" Dongfang Ling said in a strong tone. If you don't admit defeat, you will continue to fight without any room for negotiation.
A sharp light flashed in Yan Gang's eyes. Except for the young master, no one could make him admit defeat. Even if this person swallowed the king's body, he was not qualified.
"If you want to fight, then I will fight with you to the end!" Yan Gang said proudly. In the worst case, both sides would lose, so what should he fear?
"This..." The crowd watching the battle was filled with turmoil. Both of them were extremely proud figures. They refused to admit that the other was stronger than themselves, and would rather pay the price to continue fighting. This is the style of a peerless genius.
Dongfang Ling said no more words, his palm fell, and suddenly a series of harsh sword whistles resounded throughout the world, and countless divine swords were seen slashing down from the sky, like streams of light, ignoring the distance in space, and killing Yan Gang in an instant
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The aura on Yan Gang's body was violent, and golden light curtains appeared all over his body. The divine sword stabbed the light curtain one after another, causing the light curtain to tremble violently. Cracks soon appeared, as if it could not hold up for long.
"Bang!" A loud noise came out, and a light curtain shattered, followed by more light curtains shattering one after another, almost at the same moment. Many divine swords pierced Yan Gang's body.
However, what is shocking is that those divine swords did not pierce Yan Gang's skin, which shows how strong his physical body is.
A fierce look flashed in Yan Gang's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, an extremely dazzling light shone in the sky. At the same time, a terrifying force swept away, directly destroying all the divine swords around him.
"That's..." Many people's eyes flashed sharply, and they saw a golden whip suspended above Yan Gang's head, emitting a dazzling light. It was obviously a very high-grade magic weapon.
"If you use foreign objects, you have already lost." Dongfang Ling looked down at Yan Gang's figure and said.
"This magic weapon belongs to me. Of course I can use it, and you can also use the magic weapon." Yan Gang said calmly, as if he didn't think he had done anything wrong.
"I didn't want to use the magic weapon, but if you use it first, you can't blame me." Dongfang Ling responded calmly.
Yan Gang sneered in his heart when he heard Dongfang Ling's words. His golden whip was a mid-grade Tianzun-level magic weapon. He didn't believe that Dongfang Ling had such a more powerful magic weapon in his hands.
The next moment, Dongfang Ling waved his hand, and a purple-black crystal appeared in the void, releasing countless wisps of devouring air currents that quickly spread between the heaven and the earth.
Yan Gang's eyes suddenly condensed, staring at the purple-black crystal, and an idea came to his mind.
That's...the Devouring Crystal?!
At this moment, the crowd in the void all showed shocked expressions. Isn't the Devouring Crystal in Qin Xuan's hands? Why does he also have the Devouring Crystal?
"The swallowing crystal in his hand should be temporarily loaned to him by Qin Xuan." Some people who reacted quickly said.
The people around them all showed signs of understanding. Dongfang Ling was the body of the Devouring King and represented Seven Swords Mountain in the battle. It was reasonable for Qin Xuan to lend him the Devouring Crystal.
In the direction of Seven Swords Mountain, the expressions on the faces of Qin Xuan and others became much more relaxed. Dongfang Ling took out the Devouring Crystal, and there was no more suspense in this battle!