Holy Bone

Chapter 1837 There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

The scene before one's eyes is enough to make one's scalp tingle and one's mind horrified.

Who could have thought that time would pass so quickly for the strong man of the long-necked tribe to appear like a god and then to be defeated and his myth destroyed in such a miserable way?

The spectators in the distance finally understood that Headless Jin'an was indeed qualified to be more powerful than the long-necked warriors.

The first time he faced the Long Neck Tribe’s Holy Ring, he was able to take it with his bare hands.

The second time he attacked the Long Neck Tribe’s Holy Ring, he was able to kill them all and even destroyed five Holy Ring magic weapons.

This involves personal courage, means, reaction, calmness, practical experience...but no one thinks that it is luck or good fortune.

In a life-and-death fight, the speed is so fast that it's just a matter of a flash of thought. A slight difference can determine a different outcome of life or death. Headless Jin'an was able to think of a strategy to defeat the enemy in just two moves. How could this be luck or good fortune?

But none of this matters anymore. The most important thing is that Headless Jinan broke the invincible myth of the long-necked tribe’s holy ring.

Destroying five holy ring magic weapons at once is equivalent to destroying the five life chances of the long-necked tribe strongmen.

The battle of Headless Jin'an really surprised them.

The fact that the Bull Demon King used Pingtian Great Saint to destroy the holy ring of the Long-necked Tribe made those Shinto strongmen feel like a thorn in their throats. They felt extremely uncomfortable all over and felt uncomfortable in all their thoughts.

The more powerful and sophisticated the Bull Demon King's methods were, the more it stimulated these Shinto warriors, making them recall the dark history that they could not bear to look back on.

"Is there no one who can suppress the Bull Demon King's arrogance? Watching this Bull Demon King conquer the world and win battles every day without a single defeat really makes people feel depressed and unable to feel happy!" A powerful Shinto warrior couldn't help but curse and complain.

This sentence scared everyone around so much that no one dared to respond. It was not because they were worried that the corpse painter would cause trouble for them, but because they were worried that if the headless Jin'an heard it, he would come back to cause trouble for them after repelling the powerful enemy.

At this moment, the divine light on Headless Jin'an was still rising in their eyes. No one would be foolish enough to offend Headless Jin'an when he was at his peak.

These onlookers had too many distracting thoughts, but the fight on the field was still going on.

Seeing that the strong man of the Long-Neck Clan was suffering from the backlash of the destruction of his life-saving magic weapon, and his soul was at its weakest moment, the Bull Demon King would naturally not be merciful and wait for the enemy to recover before attacking again.

I'll kill you while you're sick!

The pursuit of the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage of Pingtian, follows soon!

The offense and defense changed suddenly!

Moo! The spiritual fluctuations of the Great Saint Bull Demon King Pingtian resounded over the Myth Mountain, allowing everyone to sense his words: "Aren't you good at controlling thunder magic?"

"Don't you think you are so powerful in thunder magic that you can kill or give life to others at will?"

"Today I will defeat you with your best thunder magic, so that you can see what thunder magic is, and understand that there are always people better than you!"

The Bull Demon King shrunk the ground into an inch, and in three or two steps he caught up with the head of the long-necked ancient god. He shouted loudly and uttered a thunderous sound: "Crying!"

Along with the sound of thunder, the ox's hoof smashed out a huge fist print, releasing an extremely majestic aura, just like the seal of the Thunder Department smashed out, to subdue demons and monsters in the underworld, to suppress all kinds of evil thoughts in the underworld, with masculine and powerful, the most masculine, the strongest, the most domineering thunder power and the rumbling thunder.

Faintly one can see a huge shadow appearing behind the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian. It is very blurry, and has divine power that reaches heaven and earth. It resonates with the fist print, blessing the thunder magic, making the thunder magic on the fist print more powerful and overbearing.

It is the Thunder God Fist with the blessing of the thirty-six Thunder Gods of the Thunder Department!

boom!

The strong man of the long-necked tribe transformed into the long-necked ancient god Golden Lightning King, who only had time to respond hastily. Lightning shot out when his palms collided.

That was the collision of two great thunder methods. The blazing divine light that burst out from the thunder methods and the thunder methods, accompanied by the sound of sonic booms, shook the earth. "You claim to have nineteen holy rings."

"Then can you bear the weight of the people's hearts carried by the thirty-six thunder gods of the Thunder Department?"

Next, the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage of Pingtian, punched out like lightning, bursting out with terrifying explosive power and mighty yang thunder will, suppressing the long-necked ancient god Golden Lightning King all the way.

Whenever the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, recited the name of a Thunder God, the opponent's soul would become heavier and his thoughts would be obstructed.

They were all methods of thunder, but at this moment the long-necked ancient god, Golden Lightning King, was in a state of shock, and each counterattack would be slower and weaker than the last.

Later, he had to forcefully activate the remaining holy rings to overlap and block in front of him, like fourteen overlapping holy suns, to resist the might of the Thunder God's fist. Every time he blocked an attack, the overlapping holy suns would violently vibrate out fourteen lightning ripples, and the magic weapon lightning method would offset the magical power lightning method.

Such sequelae are also very serious.

The power of the soul on the holy ring was being cut away layer by layer by the fierce and domineering thunder method. Under the boiling of the grand and majestic will of the thunder method, the control over the natal magic weapon was gradually no longer smooth and the control was weakening.

But it was hit repeatedly and was suppressed, and it was difficult for it to recover its spirit for a while. It had to take the Thunder God's fist head-on, and was forced to continue using the holy ring to defend itself.

And so the vicious cycle continues.

On the other hand, the Bull Demon King's side was on the rise. As the names of the thirty-six thunder gods of the Thunder Department were continuously called out, more and more thunder magic wills were bestowed on him. The phantom of the divine way behind him became clearer and brighter, and the thunder magic power became more terrifying, making several surrounding mountain peaks brilliant, like golden clouds covering the sky, and a golden thunder magic storm was rising.

Even the thunderstorm clouds and wind and lightning phenomena associated with the holy ring were suppressed, and there was a tendency that the thunder magic will of the Thunder God's Fist would tear the clouds apart and reveal the blue sky.

The fight between the two was so brilliant, with divine light and lightning continuously shooting in all directions, so that the spiritual consciousness of the onlookers in the distance was blocked by the thunder magic, just like looking directly at the collision of two scorching suns with the naked eye; it was impossible to see the details clearly.

However, the mental fluctuations of the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, were heard by them, and everyone was horrified. Judging from the Bull Demon King's strong tone, did he have the absolute upper hand?

boom!

The two dazzling suns in the field collided once again. Both sides used their true methods, causing thousands of layers of smoke waves and a large amount of earth and rocks. A figure suddenly flew out from the smoke waves like cold lightning.

The figure flying backwards quickly controlled its body and stood firm so as not to fall too badly. It was none other than the ancient god Golden Lightning King transformed by a strong man from the Long-Neck Clan.

At this time, the neck of the ancient god Jin Guang Lei Wang was beaten back to the length of an ordinary person. Not long ago, his neck, which was as thick as a millstone, was stretched out for several miles, but now it was beaten back to the neck.

The ancient god Golden Thunder King showed anger on his face, and he couldn't believe that the other party's attainments in thunder magic were so high.

It had long heard about the defeat of the son of the witch god of the descent clan, and had long known that Headless Jin'an was also a master of thunder.

It has always been conceited and firmly believes that the Holy Ring Thunder Method practiced by the clan is the one that masters the true mystery of thunder method. Moreover, it is extremely gifted and is confident that its thunder method can crush the thunder method of Headless Jin'an.

But unexpectedly! It actually relied on its strongest field to be defeated by the opponent's thunder method!

It is using thunder magic to suppress its thunder magic, but the opponent is even more crazy than it!

This is unacceptable!

It’s like a life belief that you have believed in all your life is questioned one day!

In the distance, seeing the strong men of the Long-Neck Tribe being injured, the human race and the spectators from other hundreds of races all had horrified expressions on their faces, and for a moment they were all shocked and silent!

(End of this chapter)