Chapter 297: Scarlet Spirit
The true yuan disturbed the aura of heaven and earth, and the sky was turbulent, a shocking scene.
At this moment, Jiang Zhenxin was determined not to stay any longer. The eyes of the other spirit in his mind opened, and the true element in his body echoed. In an instant, the true yuan on Jiang Zhen's body surged out with a vast and boundless momentum. If the previous true yuan was the surging river, then the true yuan at this time is the sea, unfathomable and immeasurable.
The true yuan transformed the desolate yuan, and the will of the desolate ancients diffused between heaven and earth, suddenly blowing away the surging clouds in the sky, the sound of thunder suddenly disappeared, the surroundings were peaceful, and the sky returned to clarity again.
The evil aura emanating from Situ Wuyun's body was also blown away by this desolate qi, which could only keep less than a square kilometer, and the demon shadow began to distort, just like the monster's struggle before it died.
The barren yuan gathered, and a huge and incoherent yellow palm appeared in the sky. The Great Wilderness Eight Styles were played, and suddenly the aura of heaven and earth boiled again, causing a small explosion in the local area.
"It's over. ”
Jiang Zhen opened his mouth slightly, then pushed his hands forward, and the huge barren palm went straight through, and even the space appeared a trace of ripples wherever he passed.
There was no time to be surprised why Jiang Zhen suddenly burst out with such a powerful force, Situ Wuyun pushed forward with both hands, and the demon shadow blocked in front of him. At the same time, the demon shadow danced with both hands, and a river of blood phantom gathered in the air, blocking the front.
The river of blood, the red waves are surging, the white bones are churning, this is a river of thousands of corpses.
Situ Wuyun fought with all his might to condense the dual protection of the Blood River and the Demon Shadow, wanting to block Jiang Zhen's attack.
However, the power of innate martial arts is so powerful, the reflection of the pupils of Situ Wuyun's eyes in the yellow palm is getting bigger and bigger, and his frightened eyes cut through the blood river with one palm. The precedent weather rhyme of the palm power steamed the blood river cleanly, and the huge blood river phantom did not play any role.
"Roaring ......"
The yellow palm struck the huge shadow without any suspense, followed by a beastly roar. The desolate palm is the demon shadow, which makes this demon shadow dim for a while, and the demonic energy around it has also converged a little.
As if self-conscious, the shadow struggled vigorously, and the demonic energy around it surged wildly, like an angry wave and tsunami. However, the power of the desolate palm is unshakable, no matter how grand the demonic qi is, as soon as it touches the desolate palm, it will immediately disappear.
After a stalemate of only two or three blinks, the desolate palm broke through the stalemate, and the yellow light shone brightly, penetrating the entire demon shadow.
The demon shadow that had been pierced by the desolate palm roared again, and then the desolate element left by the pierced wound began to spread, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely consumed.
The desolate palm broke through two defenses in a row, and hit Situ Wuyun directly, destroying the momentum of the world and leaving no room for anything.
Situ Wuyun saw that his trick was broken, and wanted to escape, but he was locked by the absurd palm and it was difficult to get out. By the time Situ Wuyun wanted to resist again, although it was only a thought, the huge desolate palm was already approaching, and he couldn't resist.
The pupils of Situ Wuyun's eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the fear in his heart was indescribable, and the surging power had already suppressed him, making it difficult for him to move.
"Bang ......"
A light sound rang out in the air, and it was negligible compared to the sound that was still whistling around it. The desolate palm slammed into Situ Wuyun's body, and the power that belonged to the desolate ancient smashed Situ Wuyun's body to pieces, and a poignant red firework unfolded in the air.
to death, Situ Wuyun didn't even have room to resist.
The barren yuan passed through the body, and after smashing it, it still blasted down with the momentum of destroying the mountains and splitting the ground. It wasn't until it hit a hill on the opposite side that it dissipated.
"Is this the power of the Wild Palm?"
Jiang Zhen looked at the small hill that was hit by the desolate palm on the opposite side and collapsed countless rocks, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't believe that this was from his own hand. You must know that it has already broken through the defenses of the two layers of the Enlightenment Realm and scattered the body of an Enlightenment Realm.
At this time, Jiang Zhenxin had the idea of using the mountain peak to test the power of the desolate palm, but this was just a thought, if this palm really went down, it would definitely attract the attention of all parties, and now he didn't have the ability to make such a powerful palm again.
Using his cultivation in the Dao Realm to forcibly perform innate martial arts, he had already emptied the desolate yuan in his body.
Looking at Situ Wuyun's flesh and blood that was still flying in the air in front of him, Jiang Zhen couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness, which made him shake as he stood in the air. A large amount of true yuan consumption made it difficult for him to stand in the sky again.
Jiang Zhen gathered his mind and landed slowly.
"Brother Jiang, be careful behind. ”
At this moment, Fang Chen on the ground suddenly shouted, his voice was extremely anxious, as if he was going to have something extremely dangerous.
Hearing Fang Chen's reminder, Jiang Zhen's originally relaxed mind became vigilant again, and his spiritual power spread out.
As soon as Jiang Zhen turned around, he saw a red light and shadow quickly rushing towards him, and he quickly returned his own full strength to use the Seven Stars to chase the clouds.
Previously, Jiang Zhen relaxed after erasing Situ Wuyun, and no one thought that Situ Wuyun's flesh and blood would have such an inexplicable energy.
The blood-red light slammed into Jiang Zhen's forehead, knocking him to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Brother Jiang, how are you?"
Fang Chen ran towards Jiang Zhen and asked. But when he approached Jiang Zhen, he was stopped by Jiang Zhen.
"Fang Chen, don't come near me, this thing will be contagious to you. ”
Jiang Zhen spoke with difficulty, obviously very painful, and after admonishing Fang Chen and the others, he sat down in place and began to deal with its red light cluster. And at this time, the red light had already submerged from the center of Jiang Zhen's eyebrows and entered his body.
At this time, in Jiang Zhen's mind, a demonic red light rushed in, and the dark and boundless sea of knowledge added a touch of bloody weirdness.
The red light flew before the ginger trace spirit body began to change rapidly, and then turned into a blood-colored figure.
"Since you have destroyed my body, then you will be my body, your body is much stronger than that old man. ”
The blood-colored figure stared coldly at Jiang Zhen's spirit, and became crazy in size.
At this time, Jiang Zhen's spirit body opened his eyes, and his heart was full of surprise, he didn't expect that there would be a spirit body in Situ Wuyun's body, and he also used Situ Wuyun's body to nourish the spirit body.
"The spirit body can be cultivated into such a pure spirit body at a young age, which is just for me to devour, and I will definitely be able to recover the spirit body quickly when the time comes. ”
The blood-colored figure looked at Jiang Zhen's spirit and licked his lips, it turned out to be the spirit that wanted to devour Jiang Zhen.
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