2040. Underground Palace Fierce Battle 8

After saying these words, the earth spirit beast no longer had a sound. Leng Xuan gasped twice, forcibly suppressed the sharp pain in his body, and then stood up from the ground. He turned his head and saw the giant puppet running towards him again, and hurriedly urged his body to quickly widen the distance between the two sides. The earth spirit beast had already told him all the details of the situation, so what he had to do was to think about how to break the opponent's defense. The powerful moves he could make now were none other than those moves, and he wasn't sure if those moves would work against the puppet.

At this moment, his heart suddenly moved. Last year, Uncle Zhang met with him, and before leaving, Uncle Zhang gave him a trick to save his life, and also infused some true qi into his body, telling him that if he met a strong cultivator in the spiritual silence period, then he could use this trick to save his life, and with the true qi that his old man had stored in Leng Xuan's body, this trick could be used three times. Although Leng Xuan had never used this trick, he believed that what Uncle Zhang taught him would definitely not be too weak. And now, he can only use this trick to make the last struggle.

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Xuan took a deep breath, his forward body suddenly stopped, and then he turned around and faced the puppet that was chasing him quickly. "Uncle Zhang, don't let me down. He said a silent sentence in his heart, and then, the true qi that Uncle Zhang had stored in his dantian began to rotate rapidly, flowing to his limbs and hundreds of remains. For a moment, he only felt that his body was full of strength. But this was just the beginning, and the surging true qi continued to expand in his body, and then expanded, and gradually expanded.

Leng Xuan only felt that his body was about to explode, he looked down, and suddenly found that his skin had become as red as iron in a furnace. At the moment, he didn't have time to think too much. If he didn't release the true qi in his body as soon as possible, then it wouldn't be long before he exploded and died. Looking at the giant puppet that was getting closer and closer, Leng Xuan put aside all distracting thoughts, concentrated on his body, and slowly spit out three words from his mouth: "Heaven-Might-Fury!" Although the voice was not loud, the dark energy faintly distorted the air, forming three water-colored light waves that spread forward.

When the words in Leng Xuan's mouth fell, his body suddenly burst out with a majestic momentum, filling the entire palace. The dragon heads who were fighting not far away, as well as the Great Elder of the Ghost Palace, suddenly felt a huge pressure surging from all directions, making them a little breathless, and the battle that was originally going on was forced to stop. The dragon head and Ling Tian all looked at Leng Xuan with doubts and expectations, they were puzzled as to why Leng Xuan suddenly had such terrifying strength, and the expectation was naturally that they hoped that Leng Xuan would be able to defeat the giant puppet. However, the expression of the Great Elder of the Ghost Palace was the opposite of that of the dragon leader, and there was a sense of horror and panic in his eyes.

As for Cao Shaoyi, who has been hiding outside the battle, he is even more unbearable, his strength is the weakest among everyone, only the cultivation in the late stage of fusion, if it weren't for the fact that he has a good master and also carries four powerful puppets, this operation would not have his part in this operation at all. At this moment, under the overwhelming momentum, he couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to his knees, supported his hands on the ground, and tried to resist not letting himself lie down.