Any outer sect servant disciple who has been in school for three years cannot be worse than Chen Yang at this moment.
Although Chen Yang has not been a beginner for a long time, but at a higher level, he cannot use common sense as a requirement.
Chen Yang didn't know what outsiders thought, and he didn't mean to hide his clumsiness.
Ever since he confirmed the style of Yin Mo Sect, the idea of hiding Zhuo had never appeared in his mind.
The problem is, at this level, he tried his best.
On weekdays, Chen Yang had never performed a magic spell to summon the Bull Demon King. He directly summoned it with a single thought from the seeds of the Golden Body Art. It was not simple and quick, but wasn't it delicious?
There is no need to practice naturally.
Chen Yang was also helpless.
In fact, there is no problem in doing it as it is, but he has never taken action in front of a powerful person of the level of Yingmu Wan Yingluo. He doesn't know if the basics of the Golden Body Art will be seen through, but he finally decided -
"Steady hand!"
"Just one hand, never bring more."
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the Bull Demon King, covered in armor, soared into the sky and descended.
The Bull Demon King this time was different from the time when he faced off against the old demon on the mass grave.
The clothing is simple, thick, and covered with mottled scars, yet it remains intact and has the traces of time.
This is obviously an armor with a heritage.
The Bull Demon King's body appeared to be even larger, and he was filled with bloody evil energy, ready to come out.
After he arrived, he roared, threw the iron plate in his right hand, and the thigh bone in his left hand, raised his arms high, muscles bulged, and blood surged all over his body. His already burly body swelled, and then swelled again...
.
One foot, five feet, eight feet!
The Bull Demon King's body suddenly swelled to exceed the height of an upright eight-foot-long spear, approaching two feet and six meters in height. Chen Yang couldn't even see the back of his head at this height when he looked up.
The eight-foot-long spear is a spear; if it exceeds eight feet, it is a spear.
It was also the first time that Chen Yang saw the full power of the Bull Demon King. At this moment, the Bull Demon King was at his peak. His tall and burly body could be as long as Ma Shu, the ancient king of weapons on earth.
Its thickness is more like a siege cone.
Like a murderous weapon in the world!
"Bang!"
The two palms of the Bull Demon King stretched upward, firmly resisting the giant palm falling from the sky.
Although the Bull Demon is big, it still pales in comparison to the Devil's Palm.
Chen Yang stood under the cover of his huge body, not looking at the giant palm above his head, but looking distantly and coldly at the giant Yin Demon looking down from a high place.
Their eyes were facing each other, the difference in size was huge.
Everyone watching the battle had a thought in their mind:
"Can you withstand it?"
It seems that the gap between the two sides is too big after all.
Normally, the outside sect's handyman disciples can subdue the bull demon as a demon servant, but they will definitely not be able to withstand it.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that shattered their experience occurred like an explosion.
As expected, the Bull Demon King's arms went limp at the first moment, unable to withstand the majestic force descending from the Yin Demon Realm, and his giant palm fell down.
"Bang."
The Bull Demon King's knees weakened and he knelt on one knee. His giant palms simultaneously pressed on both of his palms that he was supporting and on his right shoulder.
Chen Yang felt as if the whole world had suddenly gone dark.
He finally understood why the Bull Demon King made himself so big in the first place.
Just for space.
A space to protect him from wind and rain, and a space for yourself to gain opportunities to exert your strength.
This space is shrinking visibly to the naked eye.
The body of the Bull Demon King continued to shrink, as if the water had been squeezed out of it, and soon reached the height of just over ten feet.
At this moment, Chen Yang raised his head, and if he stretched out his hand and touched it higher, he might be able to touch the devil's palm. He could easily see the clear palm prints on the devil's palm, which were as deep as ravines.
"Roar!"
The Bull Demon King roared, and a wave of air exploded from his body, rushing in all directions, and finally collided with the crater and collapsed.
With this exertion of force, the Bull Demon King put his hands on his shoulders to resist, and the leg that was kneeling on one knee straightened up little by little.
Until, stand up straight!
Then,
It's both hands.
The Bull Demon King lifted his shoulders like a mountain, and the surging power exploded, holding up the devil's palm.
With this thread, he used his arms to exert force and stand up high.
all of a sudden,
The Bull Demon King holds the sky with his hands, standing firmly and unyielding.