Chapter 1218 - Destroying the "Booming ......"

The deafening sound of explosions continued to be heard, and the surrounding passages were shaken a little, but strangely, they never cracked, and even the howling wind could not leave a tiny trace on the cave wall.

One by one, the ironclad people, dressed in the iron armor with very cold light, only had a cold breath all over their bodies, holding iron swords, killing everything, although every time they were repeating an action, but, under such a fierce attack, even if Feng Hao collided with it, he would be hit hard if he didn't die.

"Rumble ......"

A pitch-black giant palm is suspended and hanging, dull, and full of the aura of devouring everything, around it, there are also silver-white arcs, which makes this palm full of the breath of destruction, as if it is turned down, it can really annihilate the entire heaven and earth.

And at this moment, Feng Hao's body was also shining with golden light, the muscles all over his body were raised high, and the meridians were revealed, as if he was under great pressure.

This was even worse when the power of the Heaven-Turning Mudra reached the Realm of Governor, every bone groaned like a burden, and the muscles expanded rapidly, and there were signs that they were about to crack.

"Brother Hao......"

Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters all looked at him with great concern, but because they understood his calm personality, the three of them did not make a sound to stop him, but just watched silently, waiting for him to create a miracle again.

"Buzz ......"

The handprints that turned the sky were swinging, the sound was burning, and the power was still slowly increasing, and it did not stagnate.

Within half an hour, with the rapid condensation of the Overlord Spirit Array, soon, the power of the Heaven-Turning Handprint reached the level of the peak of the Martial King, and at this time, Feng Hao's body also cracked small openings from time to time, and golden blood flowed out, but it quickly healed.

"Could it be...... He wants to condense the power of the Martial Emperor realm?"

Xie Yandong and the others were shocked and inexplicably shocked, looking at him as if they were looking at a monster.

A person who was suppressed at the peak of the Martial Sect in all directions, his physical body was still able to withstand the energy of more than two great realms, this was simply something they couldn't imagine!

It can be seen that the strength of his physical body has reached a point beyond ordinary knowledge!

"Golden blood, what kind of inheritance did he get?"

The crowd was puzzled.

Originally, only those who reached the emperor realm could change the color of their blood and continue to pass it on to future generations, of course, some of them got some kind of inheritance, so the color of the blood would be transformed.

Just like the Holy Son of the Temple of Light that Feng Hao saw at the beginning, his blood ...... It's black!

It's just that it belongs to the inheritance of golden blood, but everyone can't figure out what kind of characteristics it belongs to.

"Woohoo......"

At this time, because of the gradual increase in the power of the earth-shattering handprint, the speed at which the cracks on Feng Hao's body appeared even faster, and it was shocking, which made the hearts of Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters all pinch up.

"It could have been added a little more, and it could have been ......"

Feng Hao was also holding on hard at this time, his face was also a little hideous because of the pressure, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

These ironclad men in front of them are obviously very unusual, standing there like meat grinders, but if anyone dares to break through, they will strangle them.

So, if you want to break through, you have to destroy it.

The energy of the Martial King realm, Feng Hao didn't feel that he could completely make the ironclad man lose the ability to resist, so his goal was to condense the energy beyond the Martial King realm!

"Master, what a problem you gave me. ”

Feeling the constant sharp pain on his body, Feng Hao's heart was bitter.

This is just entering this so-called inner tomb, who knows what kind of level awaits you behind the road?

If Feng Hao was in the Tianwu Continent, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter here, and he would have been torn apart by the fierce beasts that existed in the outer tomb.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Hao had thousands of complaints in his heart, and he didn't tell himself what was going on when he left, and now he left this mess, if he could meet again, he would definitely ask a good question.

Is there such a pit for apprentices?!

In this tomb, he didn't have the slightest advantage, if it weren't for his strength, the fierce beasts in it wouldn't keep his hands.

This made Feng Hao wonder, here, has he really entered the inner tomb yet?

If it is an inner tomb, there will definitely be the breath of burning the old, but here, you can't feel it at all.

It stands to reason that his own breath is very clear to the old man, and he shouldn't feel it.

With this suspicion, Feng Hao endured the pain of splitting his body and gritted his teeth and persevered.

He could only pray in his heart that the old man would not give him any more problems, otherwise, he would not be able to resist it.

Perhaps, entering the real inner tomb, the burning old will sense his own existence, right?

"Rumble ......"

After nearly an hour of condensation, abruptly, the earth-shaking handprint shook again, and a huge coercion rolled out, and the surrounding space was shaken, and bursts of sonic booms spread out, resounding throughout the entire passage.

"Woohoo......"

At the same time, Feng Hao's chest, arms, feet, and clothes were all stained with golden blood, and his body was even more overwhelmed and made a tooth-sore sound, and the pressure fell violently, making his body tremble and almost fall.

"Print!"

Almost without hesitation, he pushed the large seal condensed in his hand out of the way and fell to the ironclad man in the distance.

"Boom ......"

The huge handprint, like a mountain, rolled and rolled, bursting out with an earth-shattering explosion, with monstrous might, falling towards the ironclad man who was in dire straits.

"Bang bang...... Click......"

This is really like the hand of a god, where it is caused, all the way to the withering and decaying, crushing everything, the iron sword of the iron armor man's lines is slashed, it is directly broken, the giant palm is running away, even if there is an inexplicable pattern attached to the iron armor man, the steel-like body also bursts, and the iron pieces are splashed everywhere.

It was just a move, and the passage that was originally blocked by the ironclad people was cleared for a long distance, and at least seventy or eighty of them were wiped out and turned into pieces of iron.

"Hiss......"

Seeing the majesty of the handprint, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes were full of horror.

If this falls on you, I'm afraid that there will be no bones left, right?

However, Feng Hao's movements did not stagnate for too long, and when the wounds on his body recovered slightly, he began to condense again.