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Chapter 394: First Battle with the Power of Destruction
A human figure stood on the giant corpse's hand.

The aura emanating from him was terrifying. Just standing there, it was as if he was the center of the entire world. Even the light of the sun was dimmed.

Solban stood a little forward, and the remaining first elder and second elder appeared on his left and right.

At this time, both of them had their eyes trembling violently and were terrified in their hearts. Fear was like a dark, invisible hand that held them tightly. The fighting spirit and anger that had been rising in their hearts were like being poured with a basin of cold water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ze Zong was originally covered with a mountain protection formation like a light curtain.

But with the appearance of the giant hand, this formation that could withstand the powerful Qi Tian only lasted for less than a moment and shattered with a "pop" like a soap bubble.

The cold, dark breath of death spread outward like ripples. The elders of Ze Zong were first frozen in mid-air, and then their faces twisted, their bodies swelled, and they exploded one after another like blood-colored fireworks.

Only the sect leader Du Junyan could barely resist.

He watched helplessly as his sect was reduced to ruins and all his disciples and elders were killed.

Du Junyan was so angry that she went mad. Her long hair was disheveled and all the energy and mental strength in her body was running wild.

"Dharma-suppressing the sea!"

boom!
As the lake water exploded, thick columns of water shot up into the sky.

A mermaid figure with long hair, a crown on her head and a blue body appeared behind Du Junyan.

The trident in the Dharmakāya's hand was raised high, and then it turned into a tornado along with the water flow. He leaped forward, and a cold light suddenly fell towards the corpse king's brow.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating one's own capabilities." The Corpse King seemed extremely angry and sneered, "Be thankful. If you were in the Eternal Heaven, you wouldn't even be qualified to kowtow in front of me."

Swish!
He spread out his five fingers and reached forward.

A large cloud of fog surged behind him, transforming into a giant hand like a dark sky.

The big hand pressed down, grabbing Du Junyan and the huge mermaid statue behind him in the palm of his hand.

Then he applied a little force, and there was a muffled "puff" sound, and both of them exploded and turned into ashes on the spot.

The immortality of the earthly immortals, the protection of the body by the Dharma that wards off evil spirits, are completely useless in the hands of the powerful people at this level. Because their power has surpassed the "Dharma" understood by ordinary people and reached a more mysterious and vast realm.

"Haha, there are three more little ones."

The Corpse King looked around and soon spotted Solban and three others.

It's not that they don't want to run, but everything that happened just now was too fast, and there was an invisible energy blockade on all sides. They were like insects embedded in amber and couldn't move.

"The method you used before was very interesting. Few ants can bite back when they are caught by me." The corpse king tilted his head, and a smile appeared on his ugly face. He pointed at Solban and said, "You are a very interesting insect."

"Kneel down and submit to me, and I will grant you eternal life." The smile on the Corpse King's face faded, turning into a superior majesty.

Eternal life that ordinary people seek but cannot obtain through practice.

His words sounded so frivolous, as if it were just a few ounces of silver.

of course……

Judging from the decayed smell emanating from that person.

This kind of immortality is by no means the right way, but rather a state of neither birth nor death.

Just like the zombies it created, they are controlled by people and are no different from puppets.

Solban silently took out a shining sword from the ring, and the first and second elders showed some interest on their faces.

The strength of this monster is so great that it really makes people despair.

The First Elder and the Second Elder were in the hands of the Corpse King, and they saw no possibility of winning the battle or escaping the battlefield.

Since it is a dead end anyway, kneeling and surrendering does not seem to be a difficult thing to accept, not to mention that you can get immortality as a reward.

Unfortunately, the Corpse King has extremely high standards.

Even if these two people wanted to kneel, they had no way.

The Corpse King's gaze had been on Solban from beginning to end. When he saw him silently raising his sword, he immediately understood the latter's plan.

He nodded slightly, without forcing her, but smiled and said, "If that's the case, then I'll grant your wish."

Swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed forward with another palm.

The pitch-black hand that had just killed the leader of Ze Sect appeared again on the battlefield.

But this time, both the size and the power contained therein have undoubtedly been greatly improved.

Solban, the Great Elder, and the others only felt a sudden darkness in front of their eyes, and the stench of corpses rushed towards them. Before the palm fell, the vitality of the whole body seemed to have been cut off, and they could not even think of resisting.

The first and second elders were horrified and their hands and feet went numb.

Solban bit the tip of his tongue, and the stinging pain slightly dispelled the coldness.

He threw the sword in his hand forward, and then there was an explosion, but the golden flames only existed for a moment and were swallowed up in the next moment.

Solban has exhausted all his options.

There was nothing he could do now, he could only sigh softly, close his eyes and wait for death. But the wind was whistling, the air was blowing in his face, and within a few heartbeats, death did not come, and he did not feel much discomfort.

"What is this?" Thorbandon was surprised and opened his eyes.

beside him.

"What happened?" The first elder and the second elder also had an expression as if they had survived a calamity and were gasping for breath.

A semicircular transparent barrier blocked them, which was formed entirely by spiritual power. It looked thin, but it was actually quite solid and indestructible. The black fog spread outward like a stream of water, and a pure land covered the three feet around them.

"This power?" The first elder and the second elder were both well-informed and sensed a dragon's might that seemed real from the barrier in front of them.

The two men seemed to have thought of something, and they shuddered, and their faces, which had just improved a little, turned pale again.

As if to confirm their previous thoughts, then -

Roar!
A roar.

It was like rolling thunder, sweeping in from far away in the sky.

"Look at the sky!" The second elder's clothes fluttered as he looked up at the sky with an expression of surprise and shock on his face.

At this time, Solban also reacted. He looked in the direction of the second elder's finger, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

But I saw it in the sky.

The curtain of corpse qi that originally covered the sky was torn apart by another equally powerful and terrifying force.

The two astonishing forces used the sky and the earth as their battlefields, colliding, crushing, and fighting each other. In the end, there was no winner, and each occupied half of the sky.

But in the eyes of bystanders like Solban, from a distance it looked like the sky was torn in two.

A long and narrow gully appeared in the sky. Dark clouds gathered and continued to flow upwards. The roar was endless. Thick lightning fell from it, and the plains were full of huge tornadoes like sheep horns.

Large areas of grass were torn and rolled up, and all kinds of cattle and sheep were flying in the air, creating a vast and magnificent doomsday scene.

Solban and the other three were all earthly immortals, almost standing at the pinnacle that was unattainable for ordinary monks, but they had rarely seen such an exaggerated scene.

This is truly fascinating and shocking.

What's even more terrifying is that this is just a clash of spirits between the two men, and the real fight has not yet begun.

“Realm Lord Realm?” The Corpse King seemed surprised, and his originally condescending gaze became more solemn.

He was a little surprised at first, but soon realized, "That's not the case. I just cultivated my body to an incredible level. My mere existence will naturally change the external environment. All laws cannot intrude upon me, and gods and Buddhas worship me."

"It's quite interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting practitioner in many years. I am very impressed." The Corpse King had a smile on his face. He still looked at ease and did not seem to take Su Heng seriously.

This is because, in his opinion.

The gap between the devil and the power of destruction is a qualitative change.

It's like there is a gap between hot weapons and cold weapons.

No matter how strong Su Heng trained his body, he was just a slightly stronger beast and could not pose much of a threat.

The expression on the Corpse King's face returned to calm, "No one can stop me from killing someone, including you."

"Destined doom!"

Facing Solban and the other two, the Corpse King stretched out his hand and made a fist.

Click!

Solban suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body freezing cold.

Moreover, the vitality in his body quickly faded away, and black hairs like steel thorns emerged from his skin.

"The light of purifying the world!" Su Heng's voice came again.

As a ray of white light fell.

The chilly feeling quickly faded away, and the black hair on the body disappeared like snow.

The Corpse King had never expected Su Heng to have such a method, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. He had just said something cruel, but now he was slapped in the face, which immediately made him feel very embarrassed.

"You ignorant brat, you're looking for death!" The Corpse King's face turned gloomy, and murderous aura rolled through his body. He stretched out his hand and with a "swish" sound, the black spear that was originally stuck in the ground flew over with the whistling sound of the wind and landed in his hand.

With the spear in hand, the Corpse King's originally slightly hunched body suddenly straightened up.

The dark cape fluttered behind him. His aura changed from the previous weird and gloomy to the invincible overlord who conquered the world.

"open!"

He shouted loudly, and the sound exploded like thunder.

The spear in his hand shook, and with a black light, it stabbed straight towards Su Heng who was rushing from a distance.

When they collided just now, he had already judged that Su Heng's physique was extremely strong. But even so, he still chose to fight hard.

This is because as a destructive power, Corpse King Moro is extremely confident in his own strength. He believes that he can defeat the enemy at his best point and completely destroy him physically and mentally!
(End of this chapter)