The void twisted, brilliance circulated, ghost energy filled the sky and the earth, and a hand as huge as a town covered the sky and sun, rumbling down.
After Han Feng mobilized all his innate energy and poured it into the Tyrant Fist, he emitted a dazzling light, rolled up the fist power to the sky, and continued to climb, overcoming the obstacles of numerous ghost energy and dark energy, and fiercely attacked the ghost of the old monster in gray. Palm.
"boom……"
There were loud explosions, shaking the sky and the earth, and the entire sky was covered with dazzling light. The energy was filled with energy, bringing up cloud roads and rushing out of the light group, stained with brilliant light, colorful and beautiful.
However, Han Feng was under great pressure. Even with the protection of the giant bloody tiger, he was still swaying and had no time to take care of the beautiful scenery. He moved the ten fingers of his hands together and pinched the magic formula. The black light above his head shone, flames lingered, and he had shrunk to the size of six inches. But the last inch of compression obviously still takes a lot of time.
However, the old monster in gray didn't give him any time. As soon as he saw Han Feng using the magic formula, he immediately swooped down, covering the entire sky with a giant ghost shadow of a thousand feet, and crossed the light group that had not yet dissipated. Devouring towards Han Feng.
Han Feng secretly sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to stop using the magic formula and escape from here, a sword light from the distance suddenly came from the slanting stab. Snow-white lotus flowers appeared in the sky and stabbed the giant ghost fiercely. Above the shadow, a loud roar erupted, breaking through hundreds of feet in one fell swoop, churning up a mass of ghostly energy that reached towards the body of the old monster in gray.
The expression of the old monster in gray changed greatly, and he had to turn around to resist this extremely bright sword light. He raised his hand and took out another palm, another Nether Palm. The ghost energy condensed and turned into a hundred-foot-sized sword. The giant palm blocked the sword like a high wall!
Seeing the opportunity, Han Feng acted and immediately stabilized the technique in his hand. The black fire mark above his head did not dissipate. After a slight sway, he continued to compress it inward, gradually emitting a black light, and his momentum doubled.
The old monster in gray was furious and waved his palms repeatedly. Large handprints over a hundred feet in size appeared out of thin air and destroyed the snow-white lotus flowers that were constantly growing in the void.
In the distance, a figure flashed out, and it turned out to be Murong Xue dressed in white. At this moment, she stood with her sword horizontally, and a lightsaber only a few inches in size emerged from between her eyebrows. It was small and exquisite, but extremely brilliant, arousing the overwhelming sword intent. Thousands of white lotuses sprouted from the void, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed towards the old monster in gray, forcing him to take it seriously, and he would not be able to get close to Han Feng for a while.
However, after all, he was a strong man who was infinitely close to the realm of pill formation. Even in the face of Murong Xue's fierce offensive, he still used some of his energy. With a flick of his long sleeve, a large piece of ghostly aura swept towards Han Feng.
This ghostly aura condensed into a huge ghost face in an instant, two to three hundred feet in size. The faint cries of ghosts could be heard one after another, but if you listened carefully, they were not there at all, like an illusion.
This giant ghost face floated over quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Han Feng, opening its big mouth to devour him.
Han Feng stepped back one after another. The black fire seal above his head condensed and never dispersed, and the black light emitted became more intense. At this moment, it suddenly turned into an ellipsoid, showing its strongest state, and flashed away. Come out and face this giant ghost face directly.
The ellipsoid was surrounded by black light, shining brightly, and its momentum was so high that it destroyed the giant ghost face in one encounter, but its body remained undamaged and continued to attack the old monster in gray.
The old monster in gray clothes was attacked from both sides. His face changed slightly. He raised both hands and struck several palms in succession. Big handprints flew out one after another. The ghostly aura was billowing, blocking the ellipsoid and the snow-white lotus flowers all over the sky. It roared continuously and burst into bursts of terrifying energy. A terrifying storm swept across the entire world.
The snow-white lotus flower was disillusioned and could not approach the body of the old monster in gray. On the other hand, the ellipsoid was indomitable and invincible. All ghost energy was dissolved by its black light, and it penetrated directly through the large handprints, as if these large handprints did not exist. It seems that it has no loss at all.
The old monster in gray quickly stretched out his right hand, curled his finger, and another drop of liquid-like green light leaked out. It flew out in an instant, enveloping the sky with ghost energy and condensing into a netherworld palm. It was so cold that the void was twisted. It moves, scattering light in all directions, attacking the ellipsoid.
There was no violent noise as expected, only a crackling sound. The thick ghost energy and the black light of the ellipsoid violently collided, canceling each other out. Finally, the entire ellipsoid collapsed and dissipated, and the Netherworld Palm also annihilated and disappeared. No trace.
For some reason, after using two drops of green light in succession, the giant ghost behind the old monster in gray seemed to fade a little, and he himself became older, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.
Han Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. No matter what, he immediately rushed forward, summoned the innate energy that had just been generated in his body, and struck out with another Tyrannical Fist.
The white light shines brightly, the power of the fist is soaring, and the fist's intention is unlimited, attacking the old monster in gray uniformly.
This blow was almost as good as that of a monk in the Core Formation Realm. The void was also distorted. Carrying the billowing power, it seemed to be slowly but urgently going to the area where the old monster in gray was, breaking through his layers of defense. It will hit his body immediately.
"Good boy, you forced me to this point, you die!" The gray-clothed old monster was furious. The ghost figure behind him suddenly shrank to the size of a hundred feet. He immediately escaped from his body and directly faced Han Feng's Tyrant Fist.
"boom……"
The fists all over the sky dissipated, and the ghostly shadow also disappeared with the wind.
At this moment, Murong Xue suddenly merged with his sword, turning into a dazzling rainbow light that instantly crossed a distance of more than a thousand feet and rushed to the old monster in gray, about to drown him.
However, the old monster in gray chuckled, and his figure suddenly grew taller, disappearing from where he was in an instant. He was also as fast as lightning, dodging Murong Xue's attack.
His laughter was still floating in the air, and the next moment, he appeared nearly three thousand feet away. In another flash, he suddenly appeared in front of Han Feng, with a palm print across the bloody giant tiger!
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Han Feng was knocked away before he could react. The entire bloody tiger shook violently, and then collapsed, revealing Han Feng's body full of scars.
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to stop. He instinctively moved several hundred feet away, barely missing another attack from the old monster in gray.
The light between his brows flickered, and thousands of strands of soul power seeped out, covering a vast area, but all he could see was the blurry figure of the old man in gray, flickering and disappearing, extremely mysterious, and no one knew where this man would be. Show up and give yourself a fatal blow.
Han Feng had never seen a monk with such speed, perhaps only the old monster Jiedan could possess it. He concentrated and held his breath, not daring to relax for even a moment, for fear that he would be killed if he was not careful.
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