"How is this possible? How did he endure it? This is absolutely impossible."
The person in charge of the Wuling Tribe obviously could not accept the fact that Feng Hao could compete with the body of the God Lord in their tribe. Even Fat Fox on the side looked dumbfounded at this moment.
The body of the Divine Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan represents the ultimate of the entire Witch Spirit Clan and is also the strongest. If someone can compete with it, wouldn't it mean that his talent is comparable to that of the strongest?
Not only them, but everyone in the Tenth City seemed unable to accept this fact. No one said anything at the scene. They could no longer describe their feelings in words.
"Human Emperor's Mansion, the body of Xuwu, could he be the reincarnation of the God of Nothingness?"
After a long time, Fat Fox finally murmured,
Although they are unwilling to admit it, it is a fact that the God of Nothingness once went to the Wuling Tribe and escaped unscathed.
If he had that ability, wouldn't the God Lord of the Wuling Tribe have left this powerful enemy behind?
The God of Nothingness left safely, which means that the God of the Wuling Clan was defeated at that time. Now, the scene of that year is probably going to happen again.
However, at this moment, the masked man was launching a violent attack on Feng Hao. He held a long scythe made of cyan runes in one hand, carrying an astonishing evil spirit, and flexibly attacked every vital part of Feng Hao. , as fast as an afterimage,
However, Feng Hao's speed is no less than him, and the golden long sword in his hand, which is condensed with fighting spirit and five ultimate talents, is no less than the long scythe in his hand. He attacks and defends without any panic. , However, the fighting spirit bursting out of him was slightly improved in this kind of battle.
The fighting spirit is evolving,
However, Feng Hao did not notice this at this time. In his heart, there was only one word, Zhan.
"Damn it, how is this guy possible?"
The anger in the masked man's eyes slowly subsided, and his floating emotions stabilized. The terrifying fighting spirit carried by the golden sword in Feng Hao's hand forced him to fight with all his strength.
However, what frightened him the most was that Feng Hao's attacks seemed to be getting heavier each time.
He had a strong feeling that his opponent was getting stronger, and he was improving his own strength at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This feeling caused a feeling of fear to rise in his heart. He could not understand that this person could continue to improve in the Hundred Clans Tower.
However, now he has to be hostile to this kind of person, and the other person is still from the human race.
This is what he can't stand the most,
When the human race rose up strongly and trampled the Wuling clan under their feet, he did not dare to forget this shame.
"The body of nothingness must die."
A cold murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the masked man. He bit his own tongue with a cruel heart, and then quickly retreated towards the back.
"Pfft."
A stream of blood essence spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the two green scythes in his hands. It did not drip. On the contrary, it was absorbed by the scythes.
"With my divine blood, the divine patterns will be opened."
The masked man's mouth was bleeding, and he spat out two evil words:
"Buzz,..."
As a buzzing sound resounded, the green runes on his body actually came to life. They did not continue to be attached to him, but emerged, truly taking on a substantial existence. Between the green light, Occasionally, a flash of blood flashes past,
"I actually forced you to use the divine mark."
The face of the person in charge of the Wuling Tribe changed, and sweat overflowed from his palms.
He knew very well the cost of using divine patterns, and he also knew why the masked man was so desperate... This was obviously to get rid of the powerful enemy in front of him at all costs.
However, at this time, although the masked man once again burst out with unprecedented power, no one shouted for him. Instead, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Hao, as if they wanted to know how this strong man from the human race would face it. This killing move,
Facing the masked man who looked like a mad demon, there was no fear in Feng Hao's eyes. As he breathed out fighting spirit, the long sword in his hand became a little longer.
Moreover, on his body, the golden energy slowly filled his whole body in the form of a Xuanwu formation. It looked like he was wearing a golden armor, which was unbreakable.
"Go to hell, Divine Pattern and Demonic Seal."
The masked man's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he looked a little hysterical. As he shouted wildly, the green runes floating around him began to move, and slowly, they condensed into The head of a demon,
The huge demon head was five meters high. It looked particularly frightening. There were faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the evil spirit was rising. The area for several miles around was faintly transformed into a group of ghosts.
"He can actually seal it."
Many people exclaimed in surprise, with incredible looks in their eyes.
You must know that this is in the Baizu Tower, and there is no power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth at all. Therefore, except for some physical skills, any martial arts that require the power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth cannot be used.
However, no one expected that the body of the God of the Witch Spirit Clan would unleash such a powerful move, condensing a large seal with runes to suppress Feng Hao.
"At least he has reached the eighth level of strength."
Xue Mo made a judgment and looked a little gloomy.
Who would have thought that the masked man could condense a divine seal to improve his own strength. With another level of strength, he could already suppress Feng Hao steadily.
Hearing what he said, Qiong Ling'er and Yan Qing's hearts tightened. Only Xiao Qingmeng was still full of confidence in his father.
"print."
The masked man seemed to be struggling a little. Veins suddenly appeared on his arms. He was panting slightly. With a press of his palm, the large seal condensed struck Feng Hao with a shocking evil spirit.
"Eighth level?"
Feng Hao's eyes condensed, and he knelt down slightly. Then, his whole body turned into a sharp arrow and shot out. The golden sword in his hand slashed towards the fallen seal without hesitation.
"Boom."
With a loud noise, the long sword in Feng Hao's hand was shattered. A huge force hit him. Terrifying cracks appeared on the divine armor on his body, and his whole body was shattered. It was thrown away directly,
"Dengdengdeng..."
After taking more than a dozen big steps back, leaving behind a series of deep pits, Feng Hao finally calmed down his figure. His chest felt tight and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Although he swallowed it hard, but... His face turned a little pale,