Ye Xuan is a madman determined to get rid of Ying Zetian and use Ying Zetian to control a powerful killing weapon such as the Holy Corpse. If he is allowed to continue to live, he will not only harm the world, but also be a huge threat to the people around him.
The thunder beam, which was as thick as a bucket, crashed down towards the black-robed holy corpse.
While unleashing the Thunder of Sky Burial, Ye Xuan let out a soft shout and grabbed his hands suddenly in front of him. The entire space in the Taihuang Tower instantly solidified, directly restraining the black-robed holy corpse.
While breathing, the thunder beam hit the black-robed holy corpse in mid-air, and a white light appeared, followed by a violent explosion.
The powerful thunder turned into an endless burst of energy, and the dazzling golden light turned into a semicircular thunder pool, submerging the holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian.
Holy power is much more advanced than Yuan power, and can be used naturally in the Brahma battle mode, greatly increasing the power of various martial arts and soul skills.
Ye Xuan's eyes were half open and half closed, and the half-saint's spiritual power was revealed, observing the situation at the center of the explosion. The Brahma Battle Body and the semi-saint's Sky Burial were so powerful that they could still stand even in holy-level martial arts.
When the aftermath of the explosion gradually passed, the situation in the center gradually became clearer. The first thing that caught the eye was the golden mask.
The light mask opened a gap, revealing the face of the black-robed holy corpse. He looked at Ye Xuan coldly, and the light mask gradually shrank, and finally disappeared into his body.
"It's really not that easy to deal with."
Ye Xuan thought to himself, but at this moment, the figure of the other party suddenly disappeared, and the sound of breaking through the air came from behind.
Without even looking back, Ye Xuan's space law was activated, the space was stretched infinitely, and under the strange distortion, a ray of light passed directly through his body, and the void in front was immediately penetrated by this light.
"Thunder God Strikes!"
Turning around suddenly, his left arm had turned into countless thorny thunder fists. Blessed by the holy power of Brahma's battle body, the thunder fists grew at an unimaginable speed and directly hit Ying Zetian's black-robed holy corpse.
Although the Thunder God's Strike does not reach the level of a holy skill, it is used by Ye Xuan to mix it with the Thunder of Sky Burial, and it has a strong lethality against this kind of demonic corpse.
Ying Zetian's reaction was extremely quick. The head of the holy corpse quickly lowered, and the fist of thunder almost struck his hair.
"His space martial arts is smoother in this space. He just avoided my blow through space distortion. How about using the holy corpse for close combat?"
At the moment when he lowered his head, Ying Zetian secretly thought, the next moment the black-robed holy corpse kicked off his feet, and the whole person was like a cannonball heading towards Ye Xuan. He fired continuously with both hands, and the holy power covered both palms, sealing Ye Xuan's whole body.
Acupuncture points.
Although Yingzetian can control this black-robed holy corpse, as Ye Xuan said, Yingzetian's own martial arts is not high, he is at the Martial Emperor realm, and he is not good at controlling the holy corpse using holy techniques. He prefers
Use the body of the holy corpse to crush it.
However, all this was of no use. Under the space home of Taihuang Tower, Ye Xuan's space skills were brought into full play, and all attacks passed through Ye Xuan's side without exception.
Ying Zetian's pupils suddenly shrank, because Ye Xuan's counterattack had reached his eyes, and Brahma's battle body struck directly at his abdomen.
"Holy Palm!"
At the critical moment, the holy power in the palm of the holy corpse exploded with all its strength. With the impact of the palm, his body instantly retreated.
"Innocent!" He snorted softly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth. Under the distortion of the space, the space was instantly infinitely close. The whole person appeared in front of Ying Zetian, and the Brahma sword was cut down directly.
There was no other way, Ye Xuan had his teleportation power sealed by the damn God of Death in the Underworld, so he only chose to shorten the space, just like shrinking the ground into an inch, greatly increasing his speed.
'puff!'
Under the sword of Brahma, the body of the black-robed holy corpse directly turned into a puff of golden energy.
"Afterimage? When?"
Ye Xuan was shocked that the other party was able to hide it from his perception.
"Now, die!"
With a bang, the figure of the holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian appeared behind Ye Xuan, and the holy power condensed into substance rose into the sky. The seals with his hands were completed, and the shadow of a big sun emerged from behind him.
The scorching golden flames rose instantly, and when the flames fell, the space suddenly squeaked, and the void seemed to melt under the flames. The flames of the sun broke out violently, soaring into the sky, and the temperature of the space was infinitely increased.
Endless golden flames burn. Although the space is affected, most of the power is condensed into one point. Compared with those holy spells that frequently cause the earth to collapse, this flame that is limited to a radius is undoubtedly more terrifying because its power is more concentrated.
"Die!"
With a bang, Ying Zetian controlled the holy corpse to punch out with both fists. In just a short moment, he did not know how many punches were thrown. Countless fist prints condensed with golden fire suddenly appeared in the air, hitting Ye like rain.
Xuan, every small fist seal is like a small sun.
Bang bang bang!
The fist seals were like rain from the sun, falling one after another, hitting Ye Xuan almost in no particular order, and each fist seal seemed to be condensed with the terrifying and explosive power of the saint. Once they all exploded, the entire space might be shattered.
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Even if the holy power energy has not yet exploded, the high temperature at this time is superimposed, and the void directly ignites spontaneously. The position where Ye Xuan is standing is surrounded by golden flames. The high temperature alone is enough to roast the warrior into ashes.
"Break!" He yelled with a final burst, clasping his hands, golden flames flowing, and waving his hands violently, and the shadow of the sun behind him also "smashed" out, and flames were spraying out within a radius of dozens of feet.
"This guy has some skills, and he's not a pure lunatic." It's complicated to say, but actually everything happened in an instant. Ye Xuan's eyes were faint, his pupils were cold, and the demon Jialuo pupil soul appeared, and his soul power soared to the sky.
And rise.
"Galama!"
Black flames soared into the sky, and with Brahma's battle body, Ye Xuan actually directly activated another state.
Ye Xuan did not choose to use space distortion to dodge. The opponent's movements were very fast, giving him almost no time. Under such a powerful attack that can affect space, it is not safe to use it rashly.
In these years of life and death battles, Ye Xuan now does not have absolute confidence in a certain kind of martial arts.
Brahma's battle body was not removed, but appeared at the same time as Jialuo's demon body. At this moment, the phantom of the great sun had already arrived in front of us.
Ye Xuan's pupils suddenly condensed, the power of this move was beyond his imagination.
His figure was pushed backwards, and the sun came into contact with the Jia Luo demon flames on his hands, and there were constant hissing sounds.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, the magic pupils in Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly erupted with powerful magic light, and frightening destructive magic emanated from them.
Another hand drew out a long sword. It was a sword of pitch-black flames, and it slashed straight at the shadow of the sun in front of him. Cold magic energy flowed through the sword, and it struck the shadow of the sun in an instant.
Two earth-shattering forces collided together. The power of the demons at the semi-saint level collided head-on with the power of the saints. An indescribable light erupted from the center and became more intense.
Ying Zetian looked at this scene and whispered: "This kind of power is very strange. In this case, I will work harder."
Before the winner could be determined, he controlled the holy corpse and intertwined his hands again.
It's a pity that he is destined to be unable to carry out the next attack.
Ye Xuan has been watching his every move. Jialuo's Eyes are more advanced than Xingyu Pupils, but their field of vision is also extremely wide.
The moment he saw the holy corpse about to attack again, he decided to end the battle.
At this time, the Taihuang Tower in the outside world suddenly began to rotate, and a time power descended into this space, and a leisurely breath of vicissitudes of life flowed out.
Ye Xuan's expression was particularly serious, holding the black flame sword in both hands. Everything in the world seemed to suddenly slow down, and the power of time and space on the black flame sword was impressively blessed.
The meaning of ancient times and vicissitudes of life emerged, as if in the blink of an eye, the shadow of the sun was split from the middle silently, without any sound or any aftermath, as if everything was taken for granted.
"What?" Ying Zetian's pupils contracted. He didn't expect this scene to appear suddenly. Wasn't it still in a stalemate just now? Why did he suddenly break the only powerful holy-level martial skill he knew, the blazing sun?