Buzz, a pagoda appeared above Ling Han's head, thousands of chaotic energy dropped down, and the light of thunder flashed, the divine power was inexplicable.
Bang!
The old man attacked and pressed down with his palm, but was blocked by the chaos energy, causing his hand to sink straight down.
Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower, Imperial Soldier!
However, the old man had Tianding-level combat power after all. He immediately roared and used all his hands and feet to stop his body from sinking.
He was shocked. Although he only had the power of the Heavenly Cauldron, which foundation building he faced could not be absolutely crushed? This kind of crushing could not be reversed by any magic weapon. It was limited to the realm. Even four-star and five-star magic weapons could exert their effect.
The power that comes out is limited.
But why could these chaotic auras suppress him and make him stagger?
Unless...he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
Is this a sacred weapon?
The materials that can be made into holy weapons are inherently inexplicable in power, so even in the hands of low-level warriors, they can often exert power that transcends the realm.
"Bring it to me!" The old man changed the target of his attack and grabbed it towards the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower, intending to take it away by force.
Sigh, the light of thunder moved randomly and hit the old man.
The light was so fast that even the old man couldn't dodge. He was immediately hit. The surge of electricity made his whole body tremble and his hair stood on end.
How can we underestimate the power of the imperial army?
Ling Han let out a loud roar and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
The old man was really strong. Even though he was missing one arm, one leg and two fingers, and was numb from the electric shock, he was able to strike out with one palm and face Ling Han.
Bang, the two of them exchanged blows. Ling Han screamed again and vomited blood. The old man also felt uncomfortable, his face turned pale, and the wounds on his chest, elbows, fingers, and legs were filled with blood. The amount was a bit scary.
The old man was shocked. He cultivated a special skill, and blood was the source of his energy. This is why he used his soul to dominate the blood slaves when he was severely injured. A large amount of blood could speed up the recovery of his injuries.
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But on the other hand, now that he has lost a lot of blood, it will not only affect his combat power, but in serious cases, it may even kill him.
He is both greedy and angry.
How much he wanted to take down this "sacred weapon", but it would be a huge disaster if it fell into the hands of a small foundation builder. But this little foundation builder actually forced himself to a dead end, which made him angry.
Incomparable.
I am the True Lord of Spirit Transformation, I can kill the ant in front of me by just blowing my breath.
After recovering from his injuries, he was reborn to drain the kid's blood and become a corpse slave without any will.
The old man retreated, turned around, and was about to run away.
But, how fast can he run with only one leg?
Ling Han activated his close proximity and caught up with him in an instant, throwing a series of attacks at him, especially the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower. Every ray of chaos energy was as heavy as a mountain, and every ray of thunder was extremely fierce.
The old man screamed, but there was nothing he could do.
Who caused him to be seriously injured, leaving only one leg?
"Boy, you forced me to do this!" the old man said through gritted teeth. He finally used his magic weapon, a small rattle.
He bit his lip and spat out a mouthful of blood on the rattle.
"Hey, you are obviously covered in blood, why are you biting yourself?" Ling Han said in confusion.
Yes, yes!
The old man was also stunned, why should I bite my own tongue? Although my magic weapon requires blood to be used, doesn't I keep bleeding now?
Loss, loss of blood!
He was extremely depressed. He was actually laughed at by a little person, and he was completely embarrassed.
"Death!" He became angry with shame and didn't care. As long as he killed this kid, all the shame would disappear.
Boom, under his full force, the rattle immediately started ringing.
Tom! Tom! Tom!
Sounds came one after another, hitting Ling Han's heart, causing blood to flow from all his orifices.
This is a treasure at the Spiritual Transformation Realm level. If Ling Han exerts his full power, Ling Han will instantly turn into a pool of blood. However, the old man has been severely injured and cannot use it. Moreover, he himself knows his own suffering.
Because once this treasure is in operation, it will continuously draw out his energy and blood.
Normally it doesn't matter, he would just suck other people's blood, but now he has lost too much blood, how can he withstand such a torment?
It will die easily.
That's why he first thought about escaping, but was forced to a dead end, and then he was willing to fight for his life.
Tom! Tom! Tom!
The old man was shaking the rattle. He was no better, and his face was getting paler. It was no longer bloodless, it really looked like white wax.
Damn, people are going to die.
Hum, the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower drops down endless chaos energy, which can greatly weaken the lethality of the sound of the magic weapon, and Ling Han also yells the six-character Mingwang Curse in his body. Although the sound is not an evil thing, but
It's pure destructive power, but using sound to break sounds should still have some use.
Ling Han shouted loudly, unfolded the Demonic Monkey Fist, and endless violent energy circulated. He punched out, with colorful brilliance, and the whole world seemed to have turned into endless darkness. Only one fist was blasted out, and the sky was filled with darkness.
Even the brightest stars can be shattered with one punch.
When the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor envoy came, he must have had great power that could shatter the stars with one punch, but in Ling Han's hands, it just had a kind of momentum.
But even just a surge of momentum shocked the old man.
This is the true imperial art!
A punch passed by, and the old man was immediately hit. He was punched hard in the chest. Fortunately, it was not the original wound. Otherwise, this punch would probably kill him.
The old man was pushed back thirty feet. He looked down and saw that there was another dent in his chest. At least three ribs were broken by this punch, causing the chest to sink in.
What kind of magic is this? It's so terrifying. The power of one punch can reach such an extent.
The sage's method must be the sage's method. This boy was lucky enough to receive the inheritance of a saint, so he held the holy weapon in his hand and punched the sage's method!
The old man's eyes were red. He had to fight desperately. The inheritance of the saint was worth the risk.
"Go to hell!" He shook the rattle more violently, and the little energy and blood that was originally there were continuously drained away. Not only did the whole body lose its blood color, but it also shriveled up, as if it had turned into a skeleton.
This magic weapon is really evil.
The old man shouldn't have cast it himself, otherwise, the old man's mind would be too flawed.
The Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower above Ling Han's head chanted the six-character Ming King Mantra, resisting the attack of this magical weapon. Although he was still bleeding from his seven orifices, his body was full of vitality and was far from being shocked to death.
A few minutes later.
"I... I'm going to kill your whole family!" The old man said unwillingly, his whole body was like a mummy, and he was actually sucked to death by his own magic weapon.