"Dogen, fight quickly!"
Yifona's voice echoed to heaven and earth.
Obviously, the great elder of the Ling Palace is also anxious. Only Zhang Daoxuan, the last of the five holy sons of Lingshan, is left, and Mo Yuan, the first demon son of the Demon Palace, is not out yet. Throughout the thousands of years of history of the mainland, there has never been a situation where all the saints were defeated in the Lingshan Conference, but this time, the five saints were obviously the strongest, but they encountered the most embarrassing situation!
On the holy peak battle platform, Zhang Daoxuan nodded slightly when he heard Yi Fengna's voice.
Immediately, Zhang Daoxuan looked at Min Hen again. His eyes suddenly became infinitely deep, and the turbulence in the space in front of him was completely ignored by him. The next moment, what Min Hen saw was a pair of huge pupils.
In an instant, Min Hen's hands and feet were cold, and the huge pupils seemed to be in front of him, as if in the depths of his soul, striking straight into his heart, as if to defeat his will.
"What!"
Min Hen bit the tip of his tongue, erupted on the spot, and the terrifying spiritual power set off a storm, reaching the first-level spiritual realm!
Unexpectedly, Min Hen's cultivation level has reached the level of Spirit Master.
Among all the people, the one who was most shocked was undoubtedly Tang Xingfeng. I thought back then, Min Hen and he had both risen from the Western Xinjiang, and their cultivation level was on par with him. However, over the years, Tang Xingfeng had many opportunities and had escaped from death many times. The speed of breakthrough can be described as a thousand miles.
And Min Hen actually improved faster than him?
Is Ninghuo Suanni really so domineering?
Tang Xingfeng was unable to balance, and Ah Lu secretly sent a message to help him solve his doubts. The Nether Fire Suani in Min Hen's body was at the 'Emperor Level' at its peak, and the Nether Fire Suanni was naturally good at flames and space.
Integrated with Ninghuo Suanni, Ninghuo's cultivation speed is unmatched by anyone on this continent. Perhaps, he will not encounter a bottleneck until he breaks through to the realm of spiritual saint.
"Huh? What kind of method is this..."
Tang Xingfeng carefully observed Min Hen, his old enemy, and also observed Zhang Daoxuan. Even though Min Hen is so powerful beyond expectations, he seems to be far from Zhang Daoxuan's opponent.
Below, Mo Guqiong, the second elder of the Demon Palace, also frowned. This battle is very crucial!
The Demonic Abyss needs at least one stick of incense to recover, and of course it only recovers most of it. The trauma left by using the Well of Abyss cannot be recovered in the short term.
"You, lose!"
Zhang Daoxuan's voice was ethereal, as if it sounded in Min Hen's soul.
Immediately, Zhang Daoxuan waved his hand, and all the turbulence in the space in front of him was dispersed. A terrible force hit Min Hen's body, and Min Hen was suffering from the impact of his soul at the same time and was unable to react at all.
Huhhhhhhhh!
Min Hen's robes were loose, but the strange thing was that Min Hen was not shot down as Zhang Daoxuan expected. Instead, he had roots under his feet and did not move.
"oh?"
Zhang Daoxuan is a little surprised!
The attack just now was impossible for even a second-level spiritual master to block, but the new face of the Demon Palace in front of him, a newly promoted demon son and a first-level spiritual master, completely blocked it.
What's even more strange is that the soul of his opponent Min Hen is still resisting the impact of his mental power. As for the external attack, it seems that Min Hen's body spontaneously blocked it?
Zhang Daoxuan was only curious for a moment, but he was relieved immediately. From this point of view, the person in front of him was by no means simple, he was a master of Xue Zang in the Demon Palace!
But so what?
Zhang Daoxuan slowly increased the power of his attacks!
At this moment, Min Hen was attacked by pupil skills and soul skills at the same time. Seeing that he was on the verge of collapse, Min Hen finally couldn't resist his footsteps and took a step back.
In an instant, Min Hen's whole body was ignited with blazing flames, and the flames took on a dark color. When the flames ignited, Min Hen stepped forward again, and his eyes suddenly opened!
"Nine Netherworld... Nether Fire!"
Following Min Hen's gloomy shout, the black flames burned, annihilating Zhang Daoxuan out of thin air.
The black flames burned blazingly, and the terrifying high temperature raised the temperature of the entire Lingshan Mountain. Among the spectators below, the strength was partial.
The weak ones began to use their spiritual power to resist the spreading high-temperature air waves.
"Um?"
Zhang Daoxuan felt the black flames burning around his body. What kind of flame was it? The power of the burning center would probably burn an ordinary third-level spiritual master.
"Royal!"
Zhang Daoxuan speaks!
One word, and the black flames all around him immediately retreated several feet. Is that a spiritual formation?
Tang Xingfeng was fascinated by it, but he still couldn't understand it.
The power of Min Hen's black flames indeed exceeded expectations, and the method used by Zhang Daoxuan was clearly a spiritual formation, but he could condense the formation instantly.
With Tang Xingfeng's formation skills, if Zhang Daoxuan condensed the formation seals in advance, he would not be able to tell. After all, condensing the formation seals in advance would be considered cheating.
If there was no cheating, how could the formation be formed instantly?
Moreover, it is definitely not an ordinary spiritual formation, but a fifth-grade spiritual formation!
Is there such a divine person in the world?
I saw Zhang Daoxuan, surrounded by black flames, swinging his robe, his body levitating, and his feet landing smoothly!
He stood up!
"Oh? You finally stood up. Shouldn't I feel honored..."
Min Hen said solemnly.
"You are not cultivating demonic energy, but you still have the residual aura of demonic energy in your body. It seems that you destroyed your technique halfway and practiced it again, right?"
Zhang Daoxuan's voice is plain but magical.
Min Hen frowned when he heard this. The person in front of him was indeed the number one holy son of Lingshan. From just a brief encounter, he could find out his details.
The crowd below was in a commotion. The man from the Demon Palace was actually a pervert. He had relearned the technique halfway and was able to reach the first level of spiritual master before he was forty years old!
What technique is so easy to practice?
Only a few people, including Tang Xingfeng, knew how terrifying the Nether Fire Suan Ni was. The technique must have been taught by the Nether Fire Suan Ni, and it was very consistent with the Nether Fire Suan Ni.
"First Holy Son, do you want to chat with me? I don't mind."
Min Hen said.
Zhang Daoxuan glanced at Mo Yuan on the battlefield at Tongtian Peak, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. I thought that in this conference, he could only support the scene, but now it seems that the person in front of him, plus Mo Yuan, is indeed a good opponent.
Chichichichichi!
Outside the spiritual formation exerted by Zhang Daoxuan, black flames continued to form, bit by bit on the edge of the sleeping and eating spiritual formation.
This was naturally Min Hen's secret manipulation to increase the power of the black flames.
"Netherfire Suanni, give me power quickly, it's not enough..."
At the same time, Min Hen has been secretly communicating with the Nether Fire Suanni in his body. After all, Min Hen's true cultivation level is only the first-level spiritual master level, and Zhang Daoxuan is too powerful. Without the power of Nether Fire Suanni, there is no way he can fight!
"Boy, don't be nagging. I have been lending you my power, but you are too stupid and can only exert this little power."
The dark fire in his body responded disdainfully.
Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!
The war drums sounded again, and black flames filled the sky. Looking at the two geniuses confronting each other in the sky, countless people held their breath for fear of missing something in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xingfeng saw some signs of this battle. On one side was Lingshan Myth and on the other was Netherfire Suanni.
It seems that Lingshan Myth is even better...
