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Chapter 492: Clan Pattern

Chapter 492 Clan Pattern

"Salvation of clan patterns, summon the shadow of ancestors' magical powers, and kill powerful enemies!"

Xiao Chen raised his head and roared, and suddenly waved his hand to throw the clan pattern into the sky. The clan pattern left his hand and instantly burst out with flames, turning the entire sky into an endless sea of ​​fire. As the sea of ​​fire jumped and rolled, a clear picture gradually evolved. The picture flowed, and two monks fought each other. One of them had a flame clan pattern like Xiao Chen, but the other one had a watermark between their eyebrows. The two fought wildly, with unparalleled power, and the entire sky was shaking and trembling as they fought. The sky collapsed and the earth was sinking, and the sun and the moon were gone. Although it was just a scroll of pictures, it seemed that they could sense the rushing momentum that emanated from it.

The flame clan pattern monk on the eyebrows had the upper hand, and the drop of water clan pattern monk retreated with blood and looked panicked and frightened. The flame man was like a fire god coming to the world. The empty flames outside his body rolled in, burning the space to darkness, and chasing the water drop monk as he stepped down. With a palm, the flames in the sky gathered wildly into a palm, which was a thousand feet in size. All the spaces passed along the way were shattered. The figure of the water drop monk was swallowed by the flame palm and burned into nothingness.

But at this moment, after the flame palm killed this person, under a dark force, he rushed out of the picture and descended to the human world where Xiao Chen was.

boom!

The moment the palm of his hand descended, the sky suddenly became dark, and the space within a radius of thousands of miles shook into powder, and it was all pitch black, and the majestic pressure burst out, and the sky stirred the wind and clouds to change. The power of this pressure seemed to exceed the limit of the human world here. The sky shattered and the earth melted. Once it was destroyed, it would never be restored.

Countless peak monks in the human world noticed the change here. Except for Xiao Chen, all their faces turned pale and their pupils contracted and showed endless fear. The power of this pressure was far beyond the limit that the human world could withstand. Only higher levels could they have it.

The moment the palm of the flame appeared, the Wugu Taoist was already expressionless, and his scream showed endless fear. He didn't understand why Xiao Chen could use such magical powers. His power was so powerful that his mind was instantly shrouded in the breath of death.

"Impossible. This kid's cultivation level is only at the early stage. How could he use such a magical power against the sky!"

Taoist Wugu was filled with endless regret at this moment. If he had known that Xiao Chen had such a way to protect his life, he would naturally not dare to have any evil thoughts in his heart, but it was too late at this moment. As the palm fell, Taoist Wugu felt that there was nowhere to escape, as if the world was so big, but there was no place for him to sit in. No matter where he hid, he would eventually be killed.

"Ah! I am unwilling to give up. I will wait for me to enter the late stage of not falling into the middle of the period of not falling, and merge to refine the corpse. The power will definitely be able to spread across the human world. How can I die here at this moment!"

"Refining corpses and turning into demons, the magic power is vast!"

The Taoist Wugu roared wildly, slapped his palm into his chest, and spewed out several mouthfuls of essence and blood from his back. After the essence and blood were separated from the body, it suddenly dissipated into blood mist and merged into the corpse refining body. As the blood mist merged into the corpse, the dark red eyes suddenly turned into a delicate blood color, and the violent aura broke through the body. The rolling dark demonic aura erupted from the corpse refining body and turned into a rolling demonic flame. With the jump of the demonic flame, the body of the corpse refining body surged upwards, but in several breaths, it had reached more than 300 feet in size. A single horn broke out from the middle of the eyebrows, which turned into blood-red, instantly stretched out the space. The supreme magic power burst out and radiated, swept across Wuji. Judging from its breath sensing, the power of this corpse refining and demonic transformation was relatively strong, and it was even better than that of the peak monks in the late stage!

roar!

The corpse refining roared wildly to the sky, and the three hundred feet of demon bodies were all dark black, like iron stone, causing an extremely fierce visual impact. As the monster roared, facing the thousand feet of flames, he slapped forward with one palm. The rolling demonic energy rolled wildly, condensed and wrapped outside the demon fist, and was also hundreds of feet in size. From a distance, it looked like a battle between ancient gods, like a panic-destroying scene.

boom!

The rolling demonic energy met the palm of the flame, and it was immediately like cold water pouring into the boiling oil pan, churning violently. However, there was no power of resistance in the sky-storming demon flame, and it was instantly burned into nothingness. The three hundred feet of demon body fell into the flame, and it immediately roared pain and then turned into ashes. This existence comparable to the peak of the human world, under the giant flame palm, there was no power of resistance and was instantly killed.

The Wugu Taoist's face turned pale in an instant, blood spurted out from his back, and the breath in his body dropped rapidly. He was already connected with the corpse refining, and at this moment, the corpse refining turned into ashes. Under the pull of the qi, the person was completely severely injured.

"No!"

The giant palm of flames was still cast, and when it hit the ground, Wugu Taoist screamed in despair, his figure instantly turned into ashes and disappeared. The palm fell to the ground, silently and silently, revealing a huge hole in the shape of his palm. The soil at the edge turned into a viscous solution due to the instant high temperature. At this moment, as the temperature dropped sharply, a certain crystal was formed, which was extremely smooth.

Xiao Chen's body shook, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. The void image dissipated and condensed into a flame clan pattern falling into the middle of his eyebrows. As the clan pattern merged into, the wound began to quickly scar and the blood stopped dripping. But at this moment, the clan pattern was dull and its shape was much smaller than before.

Using clan patterns as a sacrifice, summoning ancestors' magical powers to come, with unparalleled powers. It was one of the great supernatural powers that Xiao Chen had comprehended in the Yuandao Fruit for six years and had learned about the great supernatural powers of the upper clan. Today, he showed his true powers and instantly killed him comparable to the peak corpse refining and the black bone Taoist. Such supernatural powers can only be practiced by those who are extremely noble in the so-called upper clan. Moreover, each clan pattern can only summon ancestors' magical powers to destroy the enemy three times. Once used, the clan pattern will be damaged and cannot be repaired for the rest of his life, and his cultivation must not be improved. Therefore, no one will use them until the moment of crisis. However, this point is now without restraint on Xiao Chen. His rune text is acquired, and even if it is lost, it will have no effect on himself.

But at this moment, the tribute to the clan pattern killing the Wugu Taoist still caused Xiao Chen to lose all his magic power and no resistance at all. At this moment, he could only sit cross-legged and hurry up to recover his cultivation. Only then could he kill the powerful and powerful people in the late human world, but at this moment, I am afraid that a Nascent Soul cultivator could easily kill Xiao Chen. Therefore, if it were not for the crisis, such magical powers would never be used recklessly.

At a height of ten thousand feet, Duobao and Zhan Licang had already stopped. At the moment when the flame palm came to life, their powerful power had completely shocked the two of them. It was not until Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged and came to his senses.

The face of the Taoist Duobao turned pale, and his eyes instantly became extremely complicated when he looked at Xiao Chen. How deep was this boy hiding? Obviously, his cultivation was not strong, but in the Forbidden Heaven Sect, Elder Mu killed the early stage of the Wugu Taoist. Today, he used strange means to summon the magical powers in the picture, with great power, and instantly strangled the Wugu Taoist and the Wugu Taoist. But until now, Duobao was still not sure whether this was all Xiao Chen's trump card. Or maybe he had a more powerful way to save his life. Thinking of this, with Duobao's cultivation level, he couldn't help but stiff body and felt endless chill.

As for Zhan Licang, his face was even pale, his pupils were shrinking and he was shocked. The monk Budiao was at the peak of the human world. If he had not accidentally died, but today the Taoist Wugu was easily killed without any resistance in front of him. If the Taoist Duobao had not come to him just now, he would have been the one who died on the spot. Thinking of this, a dense layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared behind Zhan Licang. At this moment, Xiao Chen looked weak and had no power to resist, but this person did not dare to take a step forward, as if the boy who was originally vulnerable to the ground would suddenly transform into a god of killing and easily take his life.

The Taoist Duobao's eyes flashed slightly. At this moment, he took a step forward and appeared next to Xiao Chen in the ripples of space. He swept across the sky, his eyes slightly condensed, and then he felt endless awe. At this moment, the sky, where the palm of the flames fell, the space still collapsed and could not be repaired, as if there was some kind of force in the dark, forcibly stripping its self-healing ability.

Hundreds of miles away from here, several monks appeared in the ripples of space at the same time, and their eyes were horrified at the space crack in the sky, which was like a monster's mouth, and a look of awe and fiery look flashed in their eyes.

Wujizi's face turned pale and his face was gloomy. After a long time, he sighed and showed a loneliness on his face. Faced with this palm magical power, he could not resist no matter what means he used, and he could only die.

"Xiao Chen, how deep this person is hidden, this sect cannot see through. Fortunately, this sect did not rely on cultivation to threaten this person before, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

The Daoist Wuxing of the Dark Moon Sect was filled with shock, "This kind of power is definitely beyond the limit of the human world. What kind of means did Xiao Chen use to summon such magical powers to defend the enemy."

"This person has such supernatural powers, and is so great that he may not be the enemy of the Venerable level."

But in this shock, the depths of his eyes were filled with endless heat. Xiao Chen was now seriously injured. If he could take the opportunity to capture this person, he might find a way to obtain such a power to destroy the world.
Chapter completed!
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