Chapter 1773: One Palm
.. , back to earth as a magic stick
Worried about their son, Nanmeng and Chenhe finally couldn't sit still, and began to provide some assistance to Buxiumen to speed up the speed of the barrier breaking.
After all, everyone who watched the monstrous blood tornado was terrified.
There were more and more cracks on the barrier, and the monks outside the arena also smelled a disgusting strong smell of blood, which made everyone's souls tremble.
"Hey, who is in there?" A monk asked tremblingly, feeling extremely uneasy.
"Something's wrong...it's too quiet in there!"
When the barrier was about to be destroyed, Li Gong's heart beat faster and faster, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
The Cangqing Arena is big enough to accommodate a million people, and this time it is the duel between Ghost Lian and Scarlet, but the Cangqing Arena is sold out, almost full.
But now, he couldn't hear the slightest sound in the arena!
Moreover, the intense bloody smell kept hinting to him that the situation in the arena might be even worse than he imagined!
Quietly keeping an eye on it in his heart, Li Gong accelerated the speed of destroying the barrier.
Zhang Ziling didn't care about the actions of the three outer sects at all, he was completely immersed in the process of restoring Yulong Emperor's sanity.
He had specially calculated the defense strength of the outer barrier, so that no one could get in until Emperor Yulong regained his sanity and the blood sacrifice was over.
On the other hand, Hong Gui and Qing Yuan were frightened and had complicated emotions when they heard the harsh collision sound outside.
Zhang Ziling's strength has surpassed their imagination, Hong Gui and Qing Yuan stayed in the arena, and they didn't know what to do now.
Even if people from the three major sects broke through the barrier and came in, they had no resistance at all in the face of Zhang Ziling's incredible strength.
Even though the heads of the three major sects are all half-step Daojun, there are even powerhouses at the level of Daojun sleeping in the sect...
It can be said that Zhang Ziling's current strength is no longer the level that ordinary Taoists can achieve.
Perhaps, it is almost the same as Tianyuan Daojun!
When the red ghost thought of the current terrifying power of the Devil Emperor,
And it's still a variable from the lower realm, so I feel extremely suffocated.
How can a creature from the lower realms cultivate to such a level?
The blood in the duel arena is getting less and less, and the energy of the blood is basically absorbed by Zhang Ziling and Emperor Yulong, and the individual time Zhang Ziling gave Emperor Yulong has been traced back to thousands of years ago.
Emperor Yulong's consciousness is slowly recovering, and even his physique has shrunk a lot compared to before, and he looks like a completely normal person.
However, the strength of Emperor Yulong has not weakened with time, but has been continuously strengthened under the nourishment of the huge essence of blood energy!
The "True Dragon Heart Sutra" practiced by Emperor Yulong relied on the power of blood to enhance his own strength, and Zhang Ziling continued to provide Emperor Yulong with the blood of millions of monks, although most of the power of blood was used by Zhang Ziling to trace back Time, but there is always a small part that is absorbed into the blood by the "True Dragon Heart Sutra" that the Emperor Yulong operates independently to enhance his strength.
Emperor Yulong is just an emperor rank, the blood of millions of monks, including the Supreme and Daoist, can completely make the realm of Yulong Emperor soar!
Zhang Ziling saw that Emperor Yulong was able to absorb the power of blood energy, so he deliberately separated his body and soul, and traced back to his soul alone, allowing his body to absorb the power of blood energy.
Although the blood energy of these million monks is huge, it is of no use to Zhang Ziling, so it is better to give all of them to Emperor Yulong, at least it will allow Emperor Yulong to break through to the realm of Daoist, and there is a way to protect himself in this upper world force.
As the blood in the arena became less and less, the original scarlet arena returned to its original appearance, with almost no blood visible.
The red ghost saw the color of the dilapidated arena fade away, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he didn't come out from the previous scene of purgatory.
Finally, all the blood tornadoes were consumed, and Emperor Yulong collapsed powerlessly in the cage, and the outer barrier was blasted by the strong men of the three major sects.
A large number of monks poured into the arena, but found that there were no other people except a few people on the field!
Chen He rushed into the arena, saw Chen Ning who had been tortured into an empty shell by Gui Lian, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared heart-piercingly: "Ning'er!"
boom!
The berserk power erupted from his body, and the entire Cangqing Arena collapsed in an instant, and many monks from the three sects were seriously injured by Chenhe's aura!
"Chenhe, don't be impulsive!"
Nan Meng hurriedly joined Li Gong to stop the * Chenhe.
"Get out of here!"
It's a pity that Chenhe has been completely destroyed, Nanmeng and Li Gong can't stop it at all, they can only watch Chenhe rush towards Zhang Ziling.
"This reckless man!" Nan Meng looked at Chen He's back and shouted angrily, his eyes were full of anger!
In this Cangqing duel arena, there were millions of monks before, and just now many strong men from their three major sects rushed in.
But now there is no one in the arena, no need to think about it, the group of people in the middle of the arena is definitely not simple!
"Give me my life!"
Chenhe's eyes were red, and his aura suddenly erupted, which made Tianyu Honggui and others unable to breathe.
"Is this Chen Ning's old man? It's really powerful!" Gui Lian excitedly looked at the rushing Chen He, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty tyranny!
He wished he could slaughter all the members of the Stardust Sect, and now that he was about to face off against the suzerain of the Stardust Sect, his heart became inexplicably excited.
"Leave the rest to me, you are not his opponent." Zhang Ziling's indifferent voice rang in Gui Lian's ear, preventing Gui Lian from taking the initiative to attack.
"yes……"
Gui Lian did not dare to disobey Zhang Ziling's order, after Zhang Ziling opened his mouth, he stood quietly behind Zhang Ziling, restraining all his aura.
There was suffocating spiritual power around Chenhe, the surrounding space had been crushed by his aura, and the berserk force swept towards Zhang Ziling.
Hong Gui and Qing Yuan retreated subconsciously, ready to escape at any time.
In the battle between Taoist monarchs, even the aftermath of the battle can shock them to death, and they dare not get too close.
Nanmeng and Li Gong also stared at Chenhe and Zhang Ziling, wanting to know what kind of strength Zhang Ziling possessed.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ziling just watched Chenhe rush towards him quietly, without showing any panic.
When Chenhe rushed in front of Zhang Ziling, and everyone thought there would be a fierce collision between the two, Zhang Ziling raised his hand lightly, and slowly pushed towards Chenhe.
Seeing that Zhang Ziling didn't look serious at all, Chenhe's eyes became even more angry, he concentrated all his strength on his fist, and smashed at Zhang Ziling!
"The kid wants to die!"
When fists and palms collided, Hong Gui and Qing Yuan immediately backed away, afraid of being affected by the aftermath of the collision!
But the two of them just took a few steps back before stopping, staring at Zhang Ziling and Chen He in a daze, with dull expressions on their faces.
The fierce collision imagined did not happen.
With one palm and one punch, they bumped into each other lightly without any sparks of spiritual power, as if two ordinary people were fighting.
The audience is quiet
In the eyes of Nanmeng and Li Gong, doubts could not help but appear.
No one could see what was going on!
"you……"
Chen He looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, before he could finish his sentence, there was a crackling sound all over his body.
His bones were shattered, his internal organs were crushed into powder by the devil energy that invaded his body, and his soul was completely eroded.
The next moment, Chen He's eyelids drooped, and he fell in front of Zhang Ziling like a puddle of mud, without a sound.
All around, there was a dead silence.
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