Chapter 527 Emperor’s Palm, the Great Cold and Snowless!
"I'm going to crush you to ashes!"
Ye Xishui roared hysterically, and her eyes were red at this moment, like a bloodthirsty beast.
“Bang bang bang bang—”
Five blood-colored resentful spirits exploded in the air, turning into a circle of bloody ripples that expanded in all directions. The terrifying pressure rose instantly, and the strong blood light flickered in the air.
Regardless of whether they were the soul masters of the Sun and Moon Party or the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect, they were all swept away by the bloody ripples without exception. Amidst the shrill screams, their energy, blood and souls were instantly plundered, and their bodies quickly shriveled up, and they turned into corpses in an instant.
Become ashes.
Ye Xishui's momentum became more and more violent after plundering everyone's life force. His body turned into thousands of blood shadows and rushed towards Su Luoheng, with the bloody puppet's sharp claws pressing towards his throat.
As soon as the silver moon god's light shield was broken, Ye Xishui completely ignored Kong Deming who was so close at hand, and did not hesitate to detonate the last hundred thousand year soul ring, and immediately killed Su Luoheng. Even the five who had been pregnant for a hundred years
The blood souls were all detonated in one go!
I vow to kill Su Luoheng with one strike!
Seeing the bloody ripples sweeping in, the Snow Emperor moved.
I saw her waving her hands lightly, and pieces of crystal snowflakes fell down, turning into dots of stars in the air, and in an instant, they covered an area of kilometers.
The originally bloody scene seemed to be still when the snowflakes fell, and everything became peaceful. And the overwhelming blood-colored resentful spirits gradually calmed down in the package of these snowflakes. Finally, they disappeared silently, never to be seen again.
No trace to be found.
The snowflakes were still dancing, as if nothing had happened.
But the flawless white snowflakes were like a solid cage, isolating Ye Xishui and Su Luoheng. Looking at the snowflakes falling all over the sky, Ye Xishui's eyes were filled with horror.
The explosive ring and five bloody resentful souls were almost her strongest attack. But she didn't expect that in front of this snowflake, all of them would be easily resolved in the blink of an eye without any resistance.
This tyrannical strength simply subverted her cognition. The trembling and chill that penetrated into her soul made her realize the terrifying strength of the Lord of the Far North in front of her.
If this blow was the full force of the ring explosion, plus the five bloody souls of the victims, then the Snow Emperor in the overclocked state could certainly block it, but it would never be as easy as it is now.
However, before Ye Xishui fired this blow, she had used most of the power of the explosive ring to break through the defense of the Silver Moon God's light shield, and the remaining power alone was not enough to pose a threat to the Snow Emperor.
But now that things have come to this, how can she be willing to fail?
A trace of cruelty and madness appeared in Ye Xishui's eyes. Immediately, she opened her arms, the two soul cores in her body rotated rapidly, and a ball of blood mist spread out from her body.
As the blood mist filled the air, her whole body turned a strange dark red color, like a blood-soaked demon king, ferocious and terrifying.
"Click——"
Along with the crisp sound of cracking silk, spider web-like cracks appeared on the two soul cores that were pushed to the limit at the same time. In an instant, they spread all over the entire crystal, and some cracks even reached deep. There was a vague sign of collapse and disintegration.
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But Ye Xishui obviously didn't care about it anymore, because she knew that she had no way out.
"boom!"
As a muffled groan came out, the two soul cores exploded instantly, and the power that destroyed the world raged from her body, instantly submerging Ye Xishui in a sea of blood.
Immediately afterwards, a streak of blood mixed with majestic coercion surged out like an overwhelming force, and a majestic figure with a blood-red body and a height of more than ten feet took the place of Ye Xishui.
Bloody lines spread all over the body, and the blood evil aura permeated the air, just like a bloody Styx flowing under the feet. The blood river surged, roared, and the momentum of a stormy wave instantly enveloped a radius of 100 meters.
This figure is Ye Xishui’s true blood soul!
The martial soul's true form is a means for the soul master to exert his power to the limit. And limit means extreme, which is also a loss to the martial soul itself.
Once the spirit is damaged, the spirit power will be reduced at least, or the foundation will be damaged at worst, and it will be difficult to make any breakthroughs in life. Therefore, the spirit master is very cautious when starting the battle with the true form of the spirit.
The next moment, this bloody figure had already brought up a roaring wind, and slapped out its huge bloody palm.
"Rumble--"
A deafening thunder sounded, and the huge bloody palm was seen slapping down. Suddenly, ripples rippled in the air one after another, layer upon layer, advancing layer by layer.
Large blood clouds rolled, the blood light surged into the sky, and the space was distorted. It was like a roaring and galloping bloody dragon, carrying earth-shaking power and crushing it. Violent explosions continued to sound, and deafening roars resounded throughout the sky.
"Blood Palm?"
"Then, palm to palm!"
Facing this giant bloody palm that blocked the sun, a cold light flashed in the Snow Emperor's eyes. At this moment, his slender body revealed an irresistible majesty.
Immediately afterwards, when she raised her bare hand, the Emperor Hantian Domain expanded again, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, cold winds spread within a radius of a kilometer, and snowflakes condensed. The world was filled with a rich icy air.
The seemingly weak snowflakes in the air attack equally well. Under this extremely cold temperature, every time the snowflakes pass by the blood palm, they stir up bloody ripples.
Under the operation of soul power, her already white palms became even whiter, as if they were carved from a piece of pure white suet jade, with a lustrous luster flowing through them.
"Emperor's Palm: Great Cold without Snow!"
When the palm was pushed out, the cold wind in the Emperor Hantian realm stopped whistling, and the snowflakes stopped falling. Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment. In the silence, only the white jade palm was moving slowly.
Immediately afterwards, the snowflakes all over the sky suddenly collapsed without any warning and turned into ice shards all over the sky. At the same time, at this moment, all the chill in the Emperor Hantian realm seemed to be taken away instantly, and the temperature in the air suddenly warmed up.
Naturally, the coldness will not disappear for no reason. The reason why is because all the cold air in the air was absorbed by the palm of the Snow Emperor.
And as the palm print passed by, dots of crystals appeared vaguely in the void. The ice crystals flickered brightly and gradually spread.
There is no earth-shattering power, nor is there any dazzling splendor. There is just an understatement, a simple slap with a single palm, which is printed on the huge bloody palm.
At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on this.
The Snow Emperor's slender body was insignificant compared to Ye Xishui, who was more than ten feet tall in his martial soul true form. But his indifference revealed an unrivaled and overwhelming aura.