"King of Thousand Corpses, what is that?" Seeing the black figure under the armor, Han Chen's expression changed quite a bit, and he could feel a hint of oppression from the former.
"The King of Thousand Corpses is the guardian of the soul-eating rod in the Thousand Corpses Cave. Legend has it that this guy had extremely strong fighting power during his lifetime, and after his death he continued to absorb the black energy here, and finally became a master in the realm of gods.
, and, looking at the guy's appearance, his strength is definitely at the second level of becoming a god." Xiang Ruyue's face was pale, and it could be seen that he did not expect such a change to happen suddenly.
"Those who trespass into the Thousand Corpses Cave will die." At this time, the so-called Thousand Corpses King had already stood up, with black energy billowing from his body, rendering his armor extremely evil.
"Senior Sister Zi Ling, I can only rely on you now." Xiang Ruyue's expression also changed slightly while his eyes were pondering. His eyes looked at Zi Ling, as if there was a hint of discussion.
"Haha, I'll do it." With a faint smile, Han Chen's figure was like a mountain, and he walked slowly.
"Junior brother Han Chen, this is not child's play now. This big guy is at the second level of becoming a god, and you have just been promoted to the realm of becoming a god. I'm afraid..." At this time, Xiang Ruyue also knew the seriousness of the matter. Of course
, he himself did not dare to try it rashly.
"Haha, don't worry. If I can't beat you, Zi Ling can come again." With a faint smile, Han Chen's face flashed with a rather solemn smile. At that moment, he also drank in his heart, and the aura in his body rose instantly, and his breath was strong.
In the meantime, the dragon-like power also turned into small dragons lingering around Han Chen.
"The soul changes."
"The art of dragon appearance."
He shouted loudly in his heart, and Han Chen's face also flashed with a touch of coldness.
Now, after he has fully used the Divine Soul Transformation and Dragon Phase techniques, his combat effectiveness is already comparable to that of a master of the first level of becoming a god, but he is still somewhat powerless against the master of the second level of becoming a god.
"Hey, you King of Thousand Corpses, although you are a bit weird, but for me, you have to be restrained by me." He smacked his lips, and Han Chen's face became a little playful.
Buzzing…
The purple flame jumped slowly, and then wrapped Han Chen in it. At this time, he was like an ancient fire god, very majestic.
"Senior Sister Zi Ling, do you know what Han Chen's purple flame is?" Not far away, Xiang Ruyue asked Zi Ling beside him with a rather strange expression.
"Everyone has their own secrets. Do you want me to ask you where the map of the mass burials came from?" Zi Ling suddenly replied.
"..." Seeing Zi Ling's answer, Xiang Ruyue also smiled awkwardly, and then looked at Han Chen who was fighting with the Thousand Corpse King.
"Hmph, you guy, although your strength is at the second level of godhood, in my eyes, it can only be equivalent to the peak level of first level godhood." The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and Han Chen also estimated the thousand people in his heart.
Of course, Han Chen has his own reasons for saying so about the strength of the Corpse King.
Boom boom...
His figure flickered, and the next moment Han Chen's figure appeared in front of the Thousand Corpse King. The vitality in his hand was mixed with a faint purple flame, and he fiercely blasted at the Thousand Corpse King.
As if he was afraid of Han Chen's Purple Nether Divine Fire, the Thousand Corpse King suddenly stepped back, and when his feet hit the ground, there was a crack on the ground, which was so terrifying.
"Hmph, I knew you were very afraid of the Purple Nether Divine Fire." Han Chen smiled, and shot hard at the Thousand Corpse King again. In the palm of his hand, a purple energy ball gathered,
Then, Han Chen slapped him hard at the Thousand Corpse King.
"Thousand Corpse Palm." Just when Han Chen's palm was about to hit the Thousand Corpse King, suddenly, the latter suddenly made a palm strike, carrying a harsh whistle, but in the whistle
There are bursts of sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which can frighten people's soul.
call out……
On the black palm, black air rolled, and a disgusting stench spread. The palm of the Thousand Corpse King seemed to have the strength to lift a mountain, and it struck Han Chen as fast as lightning, terrifying
The energy instantly collided with Han Chen's palm.
Boom...
There was an explosion sound, and two auras, one purple and one black, collided, emitting bursts of burnt smell, and then turned into nothingness under the blowing wind of this energy.
Soon, the scorched smell had dissipated, and at this time, the two were not far apart. A cliff-like crack suddenly appeared between them, as if telling the tragedy of the past.
"Haha, the Thousand Corpse King is indeed powerful." The aura in his body was surging. In the battle with the Thousand Corpse King just now, Han Chen's body was also corroded by a trace of black energy. Fortunately, he quickly used the Purple Nether Divine Fire to expel it, and this was able to avoid the problem.
Got into a lot of trouble.
"One finger of Lingxi." He breathed out slowly, and Han Chen's face was also quite gloomy. The vitality in his body surged, mixed with terrifying fluctuations. The power of the Dragon Phase had already divided into thousands of strands of Purple Nether Divine Fire.
, slowly intertwined with Han Chen's vitality.
Soon, a terrifying vitality finger took shape. In addition to the fiery red color, this vitality finger also had a purple-gold color. It was the purple divine fire and the power of the dragon phase.
The three-color Yuanqi fingers suddenly compressed, and soon, they formed three-color Yuanqi fingers ten feet in size. Although the volume has shrunk greatly compared to before, the fluctuations on it are greater than before.
fear.
call out……
Suddenly, that vitality finger cut through the air, carrying bursts of firecracker-like sound, and hit the Thousand Corpse King hard in an instant.
"Hey, let's see what you do this time." With a smile on his face, Han Chen's eyes were as sharp as sharp knives, and then he looked at the Thousand Corpse King indifferently.
"The Thousand Demonic Hands." At this moment, the Black Corpse King let out a deep voice, and a terrifying strong wind swept away like a tornado, bursts of black energy burst out from his body, and then
It turned into a black devil hand. The black devil hand was filled with gloomy energy, bursts of corrosive black energy suddenly filled the air, and then in an instant, it grabbed the vitality finger.
Click...
The black magic hand resisted the attack of Han Chen's vitality finger, and then grabbed the vitality finger and exploded it, turning it into countless energy and scattering it in all directions.
"Hmph, I didn't expect that the Thousand Corpse King could actually perform such earth-level martial arts." Han Chen smiled coldly, with a serious look in his eyes. He took a step forward with his right foot, and the vitality in his body also increased again.