Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Great Mudra of the Dementor
"Do you think that the strength of your subordinate god is very strong? I have fought with her even Bingji, let alone the strength of your scum!" Zi Feng laughed and mocked Han Bingpo, "Evil Barrier! Cousin, she is amazingly talented and powerful, how can you be able to defeat it, you are simply open-mouthed, look at the gun!" "Han Bing broke his feet and stepped on the void, the gun was like a dragon, picking, thorning constantly, and the spear flowers were constantly staggered in front of Zi Feng, only to see Zi Feng dodging with ease, not paying attention to it at all, but having more patience to play."
"Old guy, your marksmanship is terrible, at first glance, you didn't practice hard when you were a child, and when you are old, you are embarrassed in front of my junior, I really blush for your Hanbing family, with your strength, I really can't imagine that you and Bing Ji will be cousins, old guy, are you sure that you were not born by your mother and someone else?" Zi Feng asked as if he was serious, and the meaning of the joke was undoubtedly revealed.
Han Bingpo's hands holding the silver spear trembled constantly, as if there was a scorpion on his face, and his crimson eyes showed an unceremonious fierce aura, "Beast, you, you will die!" Zi Feng's words obviously really stimulated Han Bingpo, that words really insulted Han Bingpo, and even defiled Han Bingpo's old mother, who had been dead for hundreds of years, this kind of hatred evolved into a killing intent that was not terrifying, "Kill, Cold Ice Condensing Gun!" A shot stabbed out, and the endless chill struck, Zi Feng instantly felt the fierce killing intent and cold air, the real technique of the Ice Domain Lord Han Bing Family came out, and the silver spear body was held in Han Bing Po's hand, but countless gun shadows, no! It should be said that the silver spear condensed by cold ice broke through the air, containing boundless lonely breath and killed Zi Feng head-on, Zi Feng suddenly shouted in his heart, and his whole body was shocked, and the strong mana immediately broke out of his body, "Dangdang" "Bang Bang" All the ice condensed silver spears hit Zi Feng's body surface and made a metal collision sound, at this time, Zi Feng's ** really showed a perverted defense, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as King Kong's body, Zi Feng's hands quickly struck, crushing all the cold ice spear shadows, and then looked at Han Bingpo with a malicious face, "Since you have sent so many ice guns, why don't you give me the gun in your hand as well?" Haha, I will definitely not let it be dusty, and will find a real owner for it." ”
Han Bing Po's old face has become pale, Han Bing Ning is his strongest killing move, it stands to reason that it is not a problem to let himself leapfrog the challenge, plus the sharpness of the magic spear in his hand is not too difficult to kill the average middle god junior level, but today this young man is like that, just like that, he simply broke his own Ice Condensation Gun, did he really fight with his cousin Bing Ji, and he won?
Even if there are thousands of reluctants in my heart, but this is what can I do with the young man opposite? Han Bingpo no longer has the momentum that he just looked at the world, "Even if I can't kill you, but today you still have to die!" The eerie and terrifying voice came from Han Bingpo's throat, Zi Feng felt very funny, "I said old man, you obviously can't beat me, and you still arrogantly want me to die here, are you sure you don't have a fever?" Zi Feng said with no angry disdain.
Han Bingpo slowly took out a piece of cold jade, the snow-white jade was carved with mysterious textures, I saw Han Bingpo holding this piece of jade in his right hand, the silver spear in his left hand was swiped, and the blood had flowed out of his right hand, and at this time, the white light of Han Yu was magnificent, and he suddenly devoured the blood of Han Bingpo, "Hahaha, boy, you must die today, for my Han Bing family to keep the secret of the Fire Desperate Land, and for the sake of dignity, the matter of Dead Wood Rongcheng will never be known by outsiders, and the reputation of the Han Bing family cannot be ruined by you!" Han Bingpo looked at Han Yu, who had already turned white light into blood light in his hand, and laughed out loud again, as if he had finally completed something satisfying!
"Damn!" Zi Feng saw this situation, how could he not know what was going on, "You old guy actually called a helper, then I will give you a ride now!" Zi Feng's body momentum increased greatly, the true power of the heavenly immortals completely exploded, and the eyes of Han Bing Po were super wide, and the frightened look in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all, "You, how could you? How could it be? impossible", "No impossible, the Great Handprint of the Dementor!" A palm that could cover the sky condensed on the top of Han Bingpo's head, this is the time to enter the Heavenly Immortal Period, "Dao Punishment" The "Dao Punishment" attack method comprehended by Zi Feng, who was a small member of the Gongfa Enlightenment Period, is the Great Mudra of the Soul Dementor, taking thousands of divine souls and devouring them; Although the condensed Law Phase Heaven and Earth is metamorphosed to the extreme, the soul is overwhelming and dominating, but it is not at all that Zi Feng can continue to use at this stage, at most once it can be used, and then it will be a period of weakness for at least a few months, and the whole person is always groggy and has no strength, let alone strength!
The great handprint of the dementor condensed by mana was grabbed on the top of Han Bingpo's head like this, "Don't", the roar of Han Bing Po resounded through the world, and the soul was stripped away** The pain is not weaker than refining the soul in the eighteenth layer of hell karma fire, only to see a faint cyan light being held in the soul seal seal, which was slowly pulled out of the cold ice broken body, and slowly pulled out, the appearance of the cyan light cluster is undoubtedly another cold ice break, but it is not an entity, I saw the big handprint firmly grasping the cold ice broken soul like this, and this group of souls was still trembling, roaring at Zi Feng in fear, Zi Feng smiled faintly, "You are already my food, and you are still so arrogant, hum! At this moment, Zi Feng saw the cold jade that fell to the ground in the hands of the ice-shattered corpse, and suddenly burst open when the blood-colored light was great, "Damn!" Zi Feng knows that it is too late, I am afraid that there will be a master who will come without a cup of tea, and ninety percent of them may be the clan of the Bing Bing family, after all, this Han Bing Po's identity is there, the cousins of the Ice Emperor and the Ice Ji, that's not for fun, Zi Feng has always taken a character like the Ice Emperor seriously, but thinking about the brute war and the bull like the Dragon Emperor, Zi Feng suddenly wilted, this is a level!
Zi Feng made up his mind, let's run away first! After making up his mind, Zi Feng suddenly relented, and the soul in the Great Handprint of the Soul Leader screamed, and it was crushed and completely absorbed by the Great Handprint of the Soul Dementor, and after refining, it will be replenished into Zi Feng's divine soul.
Zi Feng quickly put away the silver spear made of deep sea sinking silver, thought about Deadwood Rongcheng, and immediately shouted: "Brother Deadwood, Zi Feng has said goodbye in advance, you have to take care of your aunt yourself, I will be back in a while!" Although Zi Feng shouted out, because Zi Feng used the sound transmission technique, only Dead Wood Rongcheng could hear it.
Zi Feng turned around and didn't dare to stay, and galloped away, the most urgent thing at the moment was to quickly call Meng Xiang and the others to find a place to avoid the limelight first
Just after Zi Feng's front feet left, the space trembled, and a tall figure tore through the space and drilled out, when he saw the ice-shattered corpse on the ground, he was completely angry, "Who is it?" (To be continued.) )