Chapter 1542: The Power of the Netherworld
After the last thing symbolizing hell flew out of the black portal and sank into the pitch-black long knife in Mo Wudao's hand, the black portal slowly closed, and it also flew towards Mo Wudao and submerged into the pitch-black long knife.
As a result, a black portal appeared on the body of the long black knife, which was located near the hilt of the sword, before the six realms of reincarnation, the river of blood, the Asura clan, and all other things, symbolizing the connection between the Netherworld and the outside world.
The pitch-black long knife shook lightly at this time, the knife intent soared again, and the ominous premonition in Emperor Shakti's heart became stronger and stronger, even if he was now in the state of the primordial god, he also felt a cold qi rising from the tail vertebrae behind his back, heading straight for the Heavenly Spirit Gai!
This strong sense of foreboding made Emperor Shakti decide to strike first, only to see him snort coldly, and the eighteen arhats and ten thousand clouds piercing the clouds were launched at the same time, and one after another ice blades around his body continued to form, and the form of the ice blades continued to change, and finally turned into eighteen lifelike black arhats!
These eighteen black arhats were wide with angry eyes, and they looked mighty. Under the control of Emperor Shakti, they simultaneously killed towards Mo Wudao, as if teleporting, they instantly crossed a distance of nearly 100 zhang, and came to Mo Wudao's body and punched him at the same time!
Richard's eyes narrowed, and he was about to make a move to block the attack of the eighteen black arhats for Mo Wudao, but he only heard the pitch-black long knife in the hand of Mo Wudao beside him tremble slightly.
Mo Wudao raised his right hand and handed it forward.
At first, it was calm and nothing happened, as if the sword of Demon Wudao had never been slashed.
Suddenly!
The eighteen black arhats shattered at the same time, turning into black ice chips in the sky, and a pitch-black and deep sword light emerged from the ice chips in the sky, rolling towards the Emperor Shakti. The speed of this sword was extremely fast, like a black lightning bolt, and it came to the body of the emperor in an instant!
Rao was prepared in advance, and at this moment, facing this sword of the Demon Dao, Emperor Shakti was still taken aback in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, his body immediately disappeared in place, appearing a few zhang away.
He thought that he had successfully dodged this knife, but who knew that the sword light turned around and continued to kill him. This knife had already locked his qi machine, and no matter how he dodged, he couldn't dodge it, and there was no other way but to take it hard!
Emperor Shakti dodged several times in succession, and seeing that the sword light was still chasing after him, he also realized this in his heart. His face became more and more solemn, to put it in his heart, he really didn't want to resist this sword light, he even had some hatred in his heart, he didn't expect that Mo Wudao, a dying person, could slash out of the terrible knife before he died, he knew that this was the case, his fist just now should be heavier, and kill him in one go!
Emperor Shakti was quickly forced into a corner by the sword light, and there was no way to avoid it. He roared angrily, his black hair flying like an angry lion, the lightning flashing in his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.
Behind him, one after another Arhat phantoms kept emerging, Xu Rong looked at this scene and was shocked, five hundred Arhat fists! Emperor Shakti actually performed five hundred Arhat boxing based on the eighteen Arhat hand-pushes that he learned from Emperor Yu, and looking at this fist intent, it is still a five hundred Arhat boxing with the true meaning of Arhat boxing!
This vision and ability to deduce martial arts accumulated over thousands of years are really terrifying.
I only heard Emperor Shakti shouting angrily again, and a punch was swung towards the Netherworld Sword Qi, and the five hundred Arhat Phantoms behind him punched at the same time, and the five hundred punches were superimposed into one punch, this punch caused the sky above his head to suddenly change and the ice under his feet continued to crack.
"Hum..."
The Netherworld Sword Qi and the Five Hundred Arhat Fists of Emperor Shakti collided heavily, and the two were stalemate for a moment, and the next moment Emperor Shakti snorted and flew out uncontrollably, his right arm exploded, and then broke off. The Netherworld Sword Qi continued to castrate, and continued to move towards Emperor Shakti, who looked like a mad demon, and handed out a punch with his other backhand, and the five hundred Arhat fists were unleashed again.
Shakti's left arm quickly followed in the footsteps of his right, and as close as his right arm, the Netherworld Sword Qi slowly dissipated. He stabilized his body with a look of fear on his face, and then snorted coldly, and the power of the primordial god surged, and soon reborn two arms.
At first glance, these two arms are no different from the two arms just now, but if you look closely, you will find that the body of the Emperor Shakti is much more illusory than just now, and the condensation level of the Yuan Shen state of the Emperor Shakti at the beginning seems to be no different from the physical body, but now his body in the Yuan Shen state has a faint transparent feeling, as if it is a piece of dark glass.
The pitch-black long knife in Mo Wudao's hand slowly dissipated, turned his head to look at Richard beside him, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't make a sound, his body became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.
"Ding, your teammate Mo Wudao is dead."
So far, the only people in the nameless team are Li Guanxuan, Hua Baicha, Xu Rong and Richard. Richard took a breath and exhaled slowly, suppressed the emotions in his heart, turned his head to look at Emperor Shakti, and whispered, "It's your turn." ”
Emperor Shakti seemed to feel Richard's gaze, turned his head to look at him, and gently wiped his right hand around his neck, and suddenly a hideous smile appeared on his face.
His figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared behind Hua Baicha, and threw a punch at Hua Baicha, who couldn't dodge and was sent flying out by a punch.
Although the last sword of the Demon Path, the Netherworld, had dealt a heavy blow to Emperor Shakti, it had also aroused the killing intent in his heart, and now Emperor Shakti had only one thought in his heart, and that was to kill everyone here!
"Ding, your teammate Hua Baicha is dead."
Another system prompt sounded in his ears, and Emperor Shakti didn't look at the slowly dissipating white tea, turned his head to look at Xu Rong, and his figure disappeared in place again in a flash. In the physical state, Xu Rong, who has no bad magic skills in the body, may be the most powerful one in the physical body, but in the state of the original god, his strength is not even as good as Hua Baicha, and to kill him is just a matter of one punch!
Xu Rong suddenly showed a smile at this time, looked at Emperor Shakti and said softly: "Five hundred Arhat fists, it's not so useful." ”
A bad feeling suddenly rose in the emperor's heart.
The five hundred Arhat phantoms behind Xu Rong appeared at the same time, and unlike the five hundred Arhat phantoms behind Emperor Shakti just now, the five hundred Arhat phantoms behind him were not black, but golden! Each Arhat Phantom is full of golden light, and it looks like a real Arhat descending to earth!
Xu Rong's body gradually turned golden because of this, as if a golden flame was burning. He threw a punch with a low shout, and the five hundred Arhat Phantoms behind him punched at the same time, and the five hundred punches fell on Emperor Shakti at the same time, smashing him deep into the ground!
"Boom !!"
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