The Eight Wilderness Fire Dragons roared and fought against the palm of the demon god. The two sides refused to give in. Suddenly, the battle entered a fever pitch. The sky shook and the earth shook, the void shattered and then closed, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sky was filled with fire. It was like the end of the world.
Come, the world will be destroyed.
However, this state cannot last long, because the power of the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragons was gathered by Xu Zifan by absorbing the power of endless earth fire. At this time, it is like a rootless duckweed, lacking the power to succeed.
On the opposite side, the descendant from the Netherworld only used one form of Demon Palm from the beginning to the end. Apparently, perhaps for some reason, he did not use his full strength at all, and seemed to be able to do it with ease.
As time goes by, the outcome may have been decided. It is too difficult for mortals to compete with gods. It is even impossible. With Xu Zifan's current strength, it is impossible.
However, under the pressure of a demon god, his countless spells gradually became unified. This has to be said to be a kind of gain. After leaving today, he only needs to settle down, and his path will definitely be one step closer.
"Boom!"
The sound of exploding in the void came again, and the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon swooped down, once again breaking through a black palm print that was as huge and thick as a mountain. The Eight Desolate Fire Dragon was also blocked and could not go any further.
By this point in the battle, the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon was no longer as big as it was at the beginning. Although it was still unparalleled in power, ferocious and violent, its entire body had shrunk to about half of what it was at the beginning.
Every time the Bahuang Fire Dragon strikes, it consumes a lot of divine power. Within the body of the Bahuang Fire Dragon, Xu Zifan's face is as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. This is caused by excessive consumption of mana, but the aura of mana around him is becoming more rounded.
Melted, all kinds of mana gathered together, including the cyan divine power representing Taoism, the golden mana representing the power of Prajna Brahma of Buddhism, the red mana representing magic, the black witchcraft representing weird witchcraft, etc.
The time actually blended together and turned into black and white.
This kind of magic power is even more mysterious. There is white in black, and black in white. It corresponds to the two qi of yin and yang that are the origin of the great avenue. It is extremely mysterious.
At this moment, a unique mysterious aura emanated from Xu Zifan, making him seem to be a son of the Dao. His body and Dao were in harmony, synchronizing with the pulse of heaven and earth with every breath and every breath, and his movements seemed to outline the path of the Dao.
Mark, the whole person is filled with a unique Taoist charm.
"Roar!"
The Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon roared fiercely, shaking the sky, and once again collided with a black palm print, causing the earth, water, fire, wind, lightning and thunder to surge. This time, the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon was repulsed, and its entire body shrank again, and
Within the body of the fire dragon, Xu Zifan's face flushed instantly and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
A real god is too terrifying. Even if Xu Zifan can control the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons that also have the power of gods, he was still injured in the duel. If he hadn't possessed the Heavenly Body Refining Technique and cultivated the perfect Silver Wall True Body.
, his physical body is unparalleled, but his physical body may have exploded at the beginning of the battle, unable to withstand such terrifying divine power. There is a gap in the essence of life between mortals and gods. It is too difficult to fight back.
At this point in the battle, Xu Zifan experienced the power of the gods and felt this supreme sacred aura. Although he could not defeat the opponent at this time, he was not discouraged. The opponent was not invincible. He believed that given time, he would definitely be able to achieve it.
At that level, it is not impossible to even surpass the other party.
Thinking of this, Xu Zifan no longer hesitated, and once again drove the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon to fight with the opponent, and then flew towards the rear with the help of the terrifying divine power erupted between the two sides.
At this time, Xu Zifan's speed reached the extreme, like wind and lightning, thunder and lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was already more than ten miles away. After another moment, his figure appeared on a hilltop thirty miles away. This speed was so fast
Terror was his limit at this time. To get rid of a real god, he never thought about hiding his clumsiness.
During this process, no one noticed that a wisp of black mist, like a faint smoke, attached to Xu Zifan's body as he flew through the sky and left with him.
This wisp of black mist is the most ferocious aura of heaven and earth, which was transformed by Xu Zifan's reincarnation as a demon-like beast god. Just now, when Xu Zifan was fighting fiercely with the descendants of the Netherworld, he finally killed all the seven heroes of the black mist with the method of common death, and
He was also beaten back to his true form, turning into a wisp of extremely vicious energy.
On the other side, after seeing Xu Zifan leave, the descendant from the Netherworld sneered, and then struck out with a palm. A black gap opened up in the void in front of him, and then his figure flickered and turned into a black gap.
The shadow penetrated into the cracks in the void.
The next moment, in front of Xu Zifan, the void shattered, and a black shadow appeared. It was the descendant of the Netherworld.
And Xu Zifan also immediately sensed the fluctuation of divine power in the void ahead, so he flew away in the other direction without hesitation.
However, in just a moment, in front of it, the void shattered again, and a black shadow, like a ghostly shadow, emerged from the crack in the void, blocking the front.
Seeing this, Xu Zifan quickly turned around and changed the direction again. At the same time, he was also awe-inspiring in his heart. A real god is really terrifying. It can travel through space and walk in the void. This is just a method that cannot be achieved by extraordinary practitioners.
Possession, although the difference between the two is only one level, it is like a gap between heaven and earth. It is extremely difficult to cross it.
Not surprisingly, soon, the void in front of it shattered again, and the person who descended from the Netherworld appeared again like a ghost.
"Stop struggling, why work in vain? You are proud of being able to persist for so long!"
The ghostly demonic voice, with a hint of joking and a ray of cruel indifference, resounded throughout the world. At this time, the descendants of the Netherworld seemed to have the overall situation in hand, high above, and everything was under control.
According to normal circumstances, this is indeed the case. It is almost impossible for a super-powerful person to escape from the hands of a real god.
Xu Zifan was of course aware of this, so he simply stopped and stopped doing unnecessary actions. At this time, he looked at the other party. He wanted to see what other purposes the other party had, so he never killed him, but this was not the case.
It means that he accepts his fate. If he wants to leave, he naturally has other means, which cannot be stopped by the other party.
"Haha, you don't want to run away anymore? You finally accept your fate, right?"
The void shattered, and a black shadow shrouded the whole body in magic mist, making it difficult to see the face. It was like a devil walking out of hell. With a creepy aura, it slowly walked out of it. It was the person who had descended from the Netherworld.
This chapter has been completed!