Ye Chen murmured, his eyes shining brightly, and he saw the spiritual power gathering above the head of the Python King Palace, gradually forming a huge palm that was as solid as substance. The palm turned dark red and immediately blocked the space on all sides of the Python King Palace.
This is a temporary change of the soul-sucking knife, the blade of spiritual thought, used by Ye Chen. The soul-sucking knife can extract the soul, and once it is turned from the sword to the palm, it can be turned into the most straightforward soul attack, which can destroy people's souls.
Search people's souls, understand every bit of their memories, and seek the answers Ye Chen wants directly from the depths of their souls.
This is the so-called soul search! Under this move, any secrets and privacy will be reduced to nothing! In fact, this move has always been hidden in the soul-sucking knife, but it is too difficult for people.
He was too cruel and vicious, so Ye Chen had never used it on anyone.
But today, the Python King's Palace became the first experimental subject. How could Ye Chen, a dignified man, be controlled and coerced by others?
Even if it was to save Hua Nongying, he would use the toughest and most prudent method to save her. He would never be willing to be a puppet or a thug for others! "Psychic power?
Are you still a spiritual cultivator?"
Mang Wangdian felt the mental power coming from his head like a tide, and his eyes suddenly tightened.
But Ye Chen didn't respond at all. He just used his mental power to control the hand of his mind and suddenly suppressed it.
"snort!"
After a moment of confusion, the eyes of the Python King Palace also completely sank. He just heard him snort coldly, and the real power in his body surged, rendering the surrounding area into a strange purple color. In the purple air, a giant python appeared.
The shadow was looming, making a deafening roar, like a dragon but not a dragon, like a dragon but not a dragon.
A giant purple hand covered with giant python patterns poked out from the purple air, as if to support the heaven and earth, divide the universe, and hit the hand of Divine Mind head-on.
"boom!"
The world shook at this moment, a loud noise rippled in all directions, and the powerful force rippled out, shattering the towering trees hundreds of feet in diameter into pieces. Li Qingyu and Ji Ruoyan were the first to bear the brunt, and they could only feel the true power in front of them.
Mixed with mental power, it was overwhelming, and their eyes were already filled with purple and dark red. If it weren't for Ye Chen protecting them, they would have been caught in the violent impact of the force and turned into powder.
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For this level of confrontation, they are like ants! "If you want to search my soul, you have to be able to do it. Human, you are too arrogant!"
The Python King Palace kept one hand in the palm position, but his eyes were locked on Ye Chen. There was a cold and vicious look in his pair of snake eyes, and a "hissing" snake message was spit out from his mouth, and his murderous intention increased sharply.
Ye Chen was not surprised when he saw that the Hand of Divine Mind was blocked. He just shook his head with a little regret: "Sure enough, facing an opponent in the epic realm, the Hand of Divine Mind can still control and attack the opponent's divine palace.
It’s not thorough enough to directly control its soul!”
He nodded secretly, but there was no wave in his eyes. He just took a step forward, the divine light in his eyes disappeared, and the hand of divine thought also dissipated.
The moment the hand of spiritual thought dissipated, he raised his hand and punched.
The first form of the Three Ultimate Fists, soul-breaking! The powerful punch punched out a channel several feet wide in the space in front of him. The eyes of Mang Wangdian fluctuated slightly, but he did not dodge. When he punched, the strong wind of the fist surged.
, confront Ye Chen head-on.
"Boom!"
In the space where the two of them were, the ground collapsed, sank, and turned into ruins. Li Qingyu and Ji Ruoyan hurriedly flew up to the sky, fearing that they would be involved.
"Deng Deng!"
In the sky, the Python King Palace staggered back, taking three steps in the void with its soles of its feet. It was unexpectedly that it was repelled from the front in a fierce confrontation with Ye Chen.
There was an unconcealed look of astonishment in his snake eyes. He had already overestimated Ye Chen before, so he wanted to recruit Ye Chen to join the group and make him a secret weapon of the Demon Temple to deal with the four demon kings.
But now, after fighting with him in person, he felt the strong sense of oppression coming from Ye Chen.
This human being has more power than he imagined! Ye Chen knocked back the Python King Palace with one punch, but without stopping at all, he took another step forward and punched out again without any fancy.
The second form of Sanjue Fist, Heaven Devouring! "Bang!"
The void suddenly sunk in the opposite direction and fell into the shape of a fist mark. The Python King Palace had just removed the force of Ye Chen's first punch, but he did not expect that the second punch would follow. He had no room to dodge, so he had to do it again.
He took it head-on and punched out in a hurry.
Another muffled sound spread, and the whole space shook violently. The wind and clouds in the sky and the earth changed color. Ye Chen's fist power was dark red in color, looking extremely solid and mysterious. The purple fist power of the Python King Palace was suppressed and retreated.
He was also knocked back by Ye Chen's punch. This time, he took two more steps back than before.
"Damn it, this guy is so powerful!"
Mang Wangdian groaned secretly in his heart, feeling that the energy and blood in his body were churning, and his internal organs were all shaken by Ye Chen's fist power.
But Ye Chen obviously didn't pay attention to Mang Wangdian's thoughts. As the second punch was thrown, he seamlessly connected again. Before the power of the second punch was exhausted, he raised his hand and punched the third punch.
The third form of Sanjue Fist, Zhenyu! "Crack!"
In the void, the sound of rushing waterfalls suddenly came out, and the dark red fist rushed forward, destroying everything it passed, and shattering everything. At this moment, the expression of the Python King Palace completely changed.
"Python King Fist!"
He shouted low, the pores all over his body shrank, and his strength exploded in an instant. The muscles in his right arm bulged visibly, and the veins were knotted. It was obvious that he had used his real skills. A fist shadow wrapped around a purple python came into view in front of him.
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The punch of the Python King Palace was heavily imprinted in the void, and there was a crisp sound of the space shattering. Space cracks spread in all directions. Its power was actually stronger than the original battle with Ye Chen.
The ancient Greek Hercules.
But Ye Chen's eyes showed neither sadness nor joy, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes. The dark red fist mark also hit the place where the void shattered.
"Boom!"
There was a heavy muffled sound, like the hand of a giant shaking the earth. The void trembled violently, and the cracks in the space spread suddenly faster. However, the punch struck by the Python King Palace started from the head of the giant python.
It shattered, then went straight to the end of the tail, and fell apart from front to back.
"puff!"
The Python King Palace snorted, spurting out a stream of blood from his mouth, and wiped out more than ten feet of air marks with the soles of his feet in the void, and then managed to stabilize his body.
He was shocked by Ye Chen's shocking power, but the next moment, his expression was frozen on his face.
A slender white palm, without any warning, tapped on his Heavenly Spirit Cap like a ghost, and Ye Chen's tall and resolute figure, before he knew it, had already stood beside him.
"One of the six demon palaces, nothing more than that!"
Ye Chen's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were like a wave of autumn lake.
"Now, can you still escape my 'soul search'?"
As his voice fell, a powerful spiritual force passed down from Ye Chen's palm and directly broke into the divine palace of the Python King's Palace. A dark red palm print was condensed in his divine palace, and the five fingers fluctuated.
, completely occupying his divine palace, and even his soul was sealed in the palm of his hand, leaving him defenseless.