Chapter 448 The Demon Emperor's Hand Shows Its Power

Kong Zheng

The purple-robed old man had blood on his mouth, and his robe was tattered. There was hardly a piece of intact skin left.

In comparison, Elder Mo and the ten green-robed middle-aged men were also injured, with many scars on their skin eroded by the demonic energy.

But unlike the purple-robed old man, Elder Mo and the ten green-robed middle-aged men completely ignored the pain and continued to attack without stopping.

It was eleven against one again, and the purple-robed old man was now suppressed and retreating step by step.

However, the purple-robed old man relied on the combination of his demonic energy and the mad sand to form a demonic sand field for defense. For a while, Elder Mo and the ten green-robed middle-aged men really couldn't get rid of him.

"It has to end quickly!"

Zhang Yun saw this and took a step forward.

His body rushed into the multiple spiritual consciousness fields in the air like a flash of lightning.

"Huh?"

Seeing someone suddenly join the battle, the purple-robed old man immediately noticed.

"Hello!"

Zhang Yun smiled at him.

The purple-clothed old man saw his face clearly, and his pupils shrank: "Are you Zhang Yun!?"

Boom boom boom!!

In response to him, it was Elder Mo and ten middle-aged men in green robes who launched a violent attack.

The purple-clothed old man's face changed, and he hurriedly used a large amount of magic energy and wild sand to support his domain.

Um!

The domain was barely stabilized, but his internal organs were shaken and churned, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Bang!

Before he could catch his breath, there was a sudden explosion in front of him.

Puff!

The internal organs that were already churning were hit by a wave of energy backlash again. The purple-clothed old man opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and looked up.

I saw that a corner of his domain was forcibly blasted open by a hand surrounded by white magic energy.

The owner of the hand was Zhang Yun, who activated the two talents of the excited Battle Blood and the Hand of the Demon King at the same time!

"Pure demonic energy!"

The purple-clothed old man looked at the demonic energy on his right hand and was surprised: "Are you a demon cultivator!?"

"Your aura is intoxicating!"

Zhang Yun answered the question irrelevantly, but raised a sick smile at the corner of his mouth and raised his hand directly.

The purple-clothed old man's eyes condensed, and immediately stirred up a demonic sandstorm.

Zhang Yun did not dodge, raised his right hand surrounded by demonic energy, and spread his five fingers.

"Control!"

A simple word fell.

The demonic sandstorm that swept to his right hand suddenly stagnated, as if it was frozen, and it stopped in mid-air, and the demonic energy flowing in it also stopped.

"It's really possible!"

Zhang Yun saw this and his mouth curved.

"This..."

The purple-clothed old man was shocked.

What's going on?

Why did his demonic sandstorm stop?

"Get up!"

Without thinking, the purple-clothed old man immediately pushed out a stream of demonic energy into the demonic sandstorm.

With the influx of this demonic energy, the demonic sandstorm that was fixed in front of Zhang Yun's right hand immediately vibrated.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yun was startled, and felt that the demonic sandstorm became unstable in the control of his right hand. To be precise, the energy exceeded the control of his Demon Emperor's hand.

But...

Boom!

Zhang Yun's arm shook, and he immediately transferred a part of the natural demonic energy from the energy storage room.

With the blessing of the natural demonic energy on the Demon Emperor's hand, the demonic sandstorm that had just vibrated in front of him was frozen again.

"How is it possible?"

The purple-clothed old man couldn't believe it.

Although the pure demonic energy released by Zhang Yun was more advanced than his demonic energy, it was impossible to control his demonic energy?

What means did he use?

He didn't know, but this method must have limitations!

"Open it for me!"

Thinking of the purple-clothed old man's roar, a demonic energy burst out from his body with all his strength.

As the demonic energy poured in, the demonic sandstorm fixed in front of Zhang Yun's right hand suddenly trembled wildly.

It was about to escape his control in an instant.

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not panicked. Instead, a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes: "So that's it!"

This Demon Emperor's Hand can indeed control demonic energy, but the energy of the demonic energy controlled cannot exceed the amount of demonic energy attached to his Demon Emperor's Hand.

Simply put, the amount of demonic energy attached to his Demon Emperor's Hand is the amount of demonic energy that can be controlled.

For example, if he attached the demonic energy of a fusion stage cultivator to the Demon Emperor's Hand, the demonic energy that can be controlled is the demonic energy of a fusion stage cultivator. If it exceeds, it will become uncontrollable.

It's a bit useless, but...

Does he lack demonic energy?

Looking at the nearly 60% of the natural demonic energy in the energy storage room, Zhang Yun couldn't wait to consume it!

He immediately drew out one twentieth of it, which was equivalent to the total magic energy of three magic cultivators in the fusion stage.

This was superimposed on the hand of the Demon Emperor, and the demonic sandstorm that had just trembled wildly in front of him was immediately frozen.

The purple-clothed old man, who had already felt that the demonic sandstorm was about to break through the frozen state, trembled violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He only felt that the demonic sandstorm had directly escaped his control1

It was like he was about to push open a door, and at this moment the door suddenly thickened ten times and closed at the same time, becoming completely unable to push!

"This is impossible!"

The purple-clothed old man couldn't believe it.

This was his concentrated offensive, and it was forcibly out of his control?

What a joke!

"Your things, I'll give them back to you~!"

Zhang Yun didn't care what he thought, and waved the Demon Emperor's hand with a chuckle.

Boom!

A large area of ​​demonic sandstorms boiled, and immediately swept towards the purple-clothed old man.

"!!"

The purple-clothed old man was horrified and wanted to hide.

Bang bang bang! !

But at this time, Elder Mo and the ten green-robed middle-aged men burst out together, and his spiritual field, which had been forcibly broken by Zhang Yun, was instantly shattered.

Puff!

The purple-clothed old man was hit back and spit out a large mouthful of blood on the spot. During this time, a large demonic sandstorm was already approaching.

"No——!"

As he screamed in fear, the demonic sandstorm instantly swallowed him whole, and his skin and flesh began to be eroded and rotted rapidly.

"Fuck, stop!"

Zhang Yun didn't care too much at first, but when he saw his face change halfway, he waved his hand.

But it was too late.

When the demonic sandstorm stopped eroding, the purple-clothed old man's vitality had been eroded away, and most of his body was eroded clean, leaving less than one-third of the body.

At the same time, there was a wisp of residual soul that seized the opportunity from the residual body and quickly swept out to escape.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yun directly pierced it through the air with a returning air.

Unable to even scream, the purple-clothed old man's residual soul collapsed.

Zhang Yun looked at the remains of the purple-clothed old man and felt heartbroken!

This is a corpse of a fusion stage master!

Now that it has been corroded like this, it is estimated that at most three purple-clothed old men can be summoned out.

What a loss!

For a moment, he couldn't help but curse at the purple-clothed old man's remains: "Damn, why is your demonic sandstorm so corrosive?"

Helpless.

He could only put away the remains.

Buzz! !

At this time, his right arm, which was still holding the Demon Emperor's Hand, suddenly trembled.

Zhang Yun was startled, and looked at the large area of ​​demonic sandstorm in front of him that still remained in the void. He could feel that his hand had a desire for it.

That's right!

In addition to controlling demonic energy, the Demon Emperor's Hand can also absorb...

Wait!

Isn't this equivalent to an infinite loop?

The Demon Emperor's Hand controls demonic energy, which requires the same level of demonic energy to be consumed. But the Demon Emperor's Hand can also absorb demonic energy at the same time.

In other words, he could recycle the demonic energy he had controlled and absorb it into the Demon King's hand.

This back and forth was equivalent to...

no consumption, right?