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Chapter 529: Feast on the Golem Miwu (4000)

Crackling... crackling...

Under the sky and above the earth, the towering mountain-like tree swayed violently, as if a dying person was wailing and struggling. The bark, branches, and leaves peeled off one after another, and turned into large pieces in the wind.

Large areas of white ashes looked like a heavy snowfall.

Huh...huh...huh...

The violent wind caused by the flames roared past, and the moment it touched the crown of the pale source tree, it caused a large number of branches to collapse. The body that was originally incredibly strong was like quicksand. It was easily swept away by the wind and scattered.

In all directions, to every corner.

"Roar!!!!!"

The roar from the pale source was earth-shattering and the sky trembled.

But the two holy fists it faced were fearless and showed no mercy.

The golden-red flame giant transformed by the Yanyang Holy Fist opened its exaggerated hands, tearing apart the giant tree bit by bit with its five fingers, and kept hitting with its fists. There were constantly being as thick as a train.

The branch fell down and hit the ground heavily, creating a deep pit.

Below the tree canopy, white birds are galloping. They use their terrifying thorn feathers to devour the thick tree trunks and dense roots that destroy the source of the pale. Every delicate thorn feather that seems to be forged from metal falls, and a deep hole is exploded in the source of the pale.

The pits are constantly stacked up and getting deeper and deeper.

It looked as if the tree trunk at the source of the pale color was going to be blown apart.

"it's time……"

The flying water bird appeared again, and the White Bird Holy Fist quietly looked at the pale source below that had little power to parry. His fingers slowly brushed through the air, and his arms spread out gracefully like the wings of a water bird by the lake.

There were traces of arc-shaped white glow left in the air.

"Yanyang!"

White Bird Holy Fist shouted a reminder. Then, the whole person swooped down again from high altitude, and a huge water bird exploded and glided and accelerated.

"Understood!" The ferocious golden-red flaming head in the sky responded with a wild laugh. Yanyang Holy Fist's eyes widened in anger, and the firelight at his eyes collapsed and compressed infinitely, turning into a deep black in an instant.

"Pale Source, you deserve to die!!!"

call out!

The huge water bird transformed by the White Bird Holy Fist swept down, and its metal-like sharp wings cut off all the roots flying up into the sky to block it. Finally, the whole body looked like a giant fighter jet, and suddenly crashed into the largest gap in the trunk of the source of the pale.

.Boom!!! The explosion was loud!

Huge flames spurted out, forming mushroom clouds.

Click, click, click... The sound of breaking was endless, something huge was about to fall. The huge tree-shaped black shadow that was originally cast straight in the sky began to tilt at this moment, and collapsed irreversibly!

With a rumble, the pale source was punched in two by the Holy White Bird!

"It's my turn!!!"

The golden-red giant roared, spread out his arms, and suddenly hugged the tree trunk of the pale source. Then his eyes sprayed out a black flame that made the air extremely distorted, carrying a terrifying high temperature. The flames fell on the pale source, causing a crackling sound.

With the movement, the bark of the tree rolled and peeled off wildly. The black flames spread like petroleum asphalt.

The high temperature penetrates the bark, penetrates the wood, and reaches the heart of the tree.

boom!!!

Deflagration, endless deflagration, the burning of eternal flames.

"No!!!!!!"

The pale source of the final form of darkness let out its final roar. Under the combined calculations of the Yanyang Holy Fist and the White Bird Holy Fist, it finally fell! The whole process was extremely difficult and took endless years. During this period, the Yanyang Holy Fist even

The price of not willing to die together is extremely heavy.

Every dark ultimate body is not easy to kill, with various methods, endless trump cards, and terrifying vitality. Even the Moon God who was killed by the White Bird Holy Fist still has hope of resurrection.

This shows how tenacious these monsters are.

In the realm of ashes, Ka Xiu looked into the distance, and the towering tree burning with flames suddenly fell down. The ground shook with a bang, and everyone was blown up. The soil rolled rapidly like waves in the sea.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Next to them, the Elysian Gardens who were fighting against the Gaeye Stranger Camp of the Secret Martial World camp stopped one after another. Golden-red flames began to appear on their bodies, and the high temperature swept over them, burning and burning. The palms of these former leaders of the Wave Master organization in various eras trembled,

The limbs were twisted in pain. Some eyes gradually became clear. Looking at the pale source of the collapse, they realized something. Tears with unknown meaning seemed to flow from the corners of the eyes, and they were evaporated by the flames in an instant, and both eyes were gone.

was burned.

I don’t know if it’s regret, despair, or reluctance…

Bang bang bang bang.

One after another, flaming figures exploded, exploded into ashes, and fell to the ground. With a bang, the Supreme Rings with cracks on the surface fell into the ashes. The various colors dimmed, and finally turned into pitch black.

"Ultimate Paradise, destroyed..."

"The source of paleness has also fallen..."

The ripple master Meng Qi's clothes were torn and his face was gray. At this moment, his eyes were very bright, as if they were spitting out flames. Meng Qi looked at the ashes on the ground, then turned to look at the pale source of the collapse. His fists were clenched tightly.

, veins popped up on the back of his hands. The side of his face reflected the red firelight, and his eyes were deep. I don’t know if he was feeling happy that his revenge had been avenged at this moment, or if he was feeling lost after twenty years of obsession was finally completed.

Click.

Meng Qi raised his right hand and pinched the corrugated ring on his middle finger. Purple thunder flowed on it, like small snakes winding around it, making a crackling sound. The next second, he exerted slight force with his left hand, and the corrugated ring was taken off.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

"Let everything in these decades come to an end..."

He looked at the ring in the palm of his hand that had accompanied him for more than 20 years, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes. But in the blink of an eye, Monkey threw the ripple ring into the eternal flame in the distance. With a bang, ripples

The power was overwhelmed by flames, thunder flickered, and finally returned to silence. The purple supreme ripple ring turned into black, the cracks enlarged, and it was completely shattered.

On the other side, amid the raging flames, the Yanyang Holy Fist, which had turned into a golden-red giant, slowly stood up. He looked up at the sky, looking at the ashes flying in the sky like white snow in the distance. His eyes were blank and empty.

"The Source of Pale is dead...How many thousands of years have passed? It's been too long..."

"Yes, it has fallen. But Yanyang, the source of the paleness, and the other half of the body are in the pale earth of the disaster world. If you don't care about it, there may be a second consciousness." A trace of white was drawn.

Crossing the sky, the old figure of the White Bird Holy Fist appeared.

"Yes, it still has half of its body! The battle is not over yet... I will return to the world of disaster... completely burn the source of paleness to ashes..."

Yanyang Shengquan's eyes gradually became clearer, and flames emerged from the hollows.

White Bird Holy Fist nodded silently. He had actually seen that something was wrong with Yan Yang Holy Fist just now, and he had a feeling that his will was wandering on the edge of collapse. Therefore, he spoke to remind Yan Yang Holy Fist of his own power.

Goal, gather and strengthen your will.

If the White Bird Holy Fist had not warned him, the Yanyang Holy Fist would have probably collapsed after killing the source of the paleness. This is actually understandable. In order to entangle the stronger source of the paleness, Yanyang would have ignited his own spirit to become an unstoppable force.

Extinguish the flame, and burn it together for eternity. Every minute and every second, I endure horrific levels of pain, and my will is being beaten all the time. You must know that Yan Yang is a holy fist, but his previous style and state were like a domineering fist.

Emotional, violent, even crazy.

In fact, this is the change brought about by tens of thousands of years of torture. If he did not express strong emotions to vent, Yanyang Holy Fist would have gone crazy in endless pain. In this state, it would be very tiring for him to continue living.

, is also very painful. The spirit is ignited by the eternal flame, and it is impossible to extinguish it again. This is also the reason why Yanyang Holy Fist was in a trance and his will was weakening after the fall of the pale source. He wanted to die...

But the White Bird Holy Fist reminded Yanyang Holy Fist that everything is far from over. Live on, for the sake of the world behind you, for the sake of the human race. Or even just for yourself, to continue your unfinished revenge.

.You need to have the courage to endure pain!

Other holy fists may not be qualified to say this. But the White Bird Holy Fist is qualified. It does not mean that he is extremely powerful, but that the White Bird Holy Fist is also suffering from the curse of the moon god and the seal of the death abyss. These two

They are all extremely vicious and sinister things, and those who fall prey to the spell will suffer eternal torture. For example, the seal of the Death Abyss. The bottomless abyss in the Black Sea exerts suction on the White Bird Holy Fist every moment, pulling on the internal organs and blood.

The blood vessels are pulling on the bone cells, literally tearing the person apart.

And every once in a while, the suction force will increase by ten times. Even if you don't fall into the bottom of the sea, you will fall into the real illusion of being lonely, helpless, and desperate being sucked into the abyss of the black sea. It's simply suffocating.

This is not only the seal of the Death Abyss, but also the Curse of the Moon God.

Not to mention, at this moment, the Holy Fist of the White Bird has taken the initiative to set foot on the land of the disaster world. The effects of the curse and seal have increased dramatically, and they are superimposed every minute. Now I am afraid it has reached a desperate point. But

The White Bird Holy Fist was withheld, and the attacking posture was still so elegant. It was completely invisible that the body was suffering from extreme pain, and its endurance was amazing.

Obviously, he is qualified to let Yanyang Shengquan live.

At least, it’s not to encourage others to do good without suffering others’ suffering.

Ash realm, core area.

Two figures fell from the sky. One was in the form of a thin white-haired old man, and the other was a hazy human-shaped flame. They stepped on the ground, and behind them were the remains of a giant tree that was burning at an accelerating rate.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

A series of steady footsteps approached.

Ka Xiu's figure appeared in the firelight.

He looked at the White Bird Holy Fist, and then at the Yanyang Holy Fist next to him. He immediately made a junior salute in the secret martial arts world to express his respect.

This is not a surrender to the stronger.

Rather, it is respect for the forerunners of the secret martial arts and the seniors of the Nandou lineage.

"Two seniors, this is the first time we meet. My name is Kaxiu."

"Hahaha..." The white-haired old man suddenly burst out laughing: "This is not the first time we have met. We have already met before when your will spread to the disaster world." His face suddenly straightened up with appreciation.

Looking at Kaxiu, he praised: "Heir of Nandou, you are qualified..."

"It should be said that he is very qualified and very good."

"You can break one of the five trunks of the Pale Source without achieving the Holy Fist realm. Even if you only break half of it, it is enough for me to see how strong your foundation is. At least, it is better than me, Blood Eagle, and Sound Snake back then.

Too strong..." White Bird Holy Fist has never been secretive. If it says it appreciates Ka Xiu, then it will list Ka Xiu's advantages, and it's all true.

"This time I entered this special realm from the disaster world and brought a gift specifically for you. I think you can digest it all." He looked at Card Xiu and said: "So, you plan to accept it now.

My transfer skills? Nan Dou Water Bird Fist, Ji Yu Jin, they are all in here..."

The palm of the White Bird Holy Fist gently wiped the air.

A huge phantom of a water bird suddenly appeared in mid-air. The water bird flew gently across the lake, elegantly and cruelly. Its white thorny feathers were like metal steel.

It has a sense of divine enlightenment and can be described as majestic.

"Wait a moment, I still have one thing to do." Ka Xiu shook his head and walked straight towards the pale source corpse in the distance. White Bird Holy Fist and Yanyang Holy Fist looked at each other, and their bodies moved with them.

passed.

Wherever the three of them passed, the blazing eternal flames automatically retreated to both sides, revealing the earth that had been burned into charred black crystals.

Click, click, click...

The footsteps walked all the way, making a slight sound like the collision of hard objects.

Card Xiu came to the pale source corpse.

At this moment, his body had shrunk by an unknown number of times.

One is because the pale source's own burst of healing continuously consumes the source. The other is because of the burning of the immortal flame, which crazily kills the activity.

The remaining corpses are not as exaggerated as the original mountain peaks.

"What a pity..." Ka Xiu thought secretly in his heart.

But there is no way around it. It is extremely difficult to make the ultimate body of darkness fall. The only way is to continuously consume and weaken it. And this kind of fighting style is destined to be impossible to get a complete corpse of the ultimate body of darkness. Look.

You see, the Yanyang Holy Fist and the White Bird Holy Fist in a special state cannot be finalized together, so you can imagine.

However, even so, the remains of the pale source are an unimaginable gluttonous feast for the demon Miwu. They are simply dragon liver and phoenix marrow, delicacies. After all, they are the ultimate body of darkness...

"This time, Golem Miwu is going to have a feast."

Card Xiu did not hesitate and directly pushed the golem's secret weapon to operate with all his strength.

Streams of black energy surged out from the pores of the body, forming a tall and majestic colossus behind him. The demonic energy was dense, rolling like flames and waves. The colossus stepped on the ground and walked forward with dull footsteps. Dong Dong Dong

!The giant armored hand slowly probed towards the corpse of the dark ultimate body.


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