"Well, since Uncle Yang doesn't appreciate it, don't blame me for being rude."
A strange look flashed in Hong Ze's eyes, and he pointed forward while holding the magic formula in his hand.
Phew! Eight dragons transformed from corpse fire condensed instantly. They grinned and looked lifelike. Even the violent aura of the dragons was extremely real! Corpse fire dragon.
Extract eight living dragon souls, refine them with corpse fire, and then dissolve them in the spell.
Overseas Hongmen does not teach the secret technique - "Eight Corpse Dragons"! This technique is extremely vicious, and even the threshold for practice is extremely terrifying. It must have eight living dragons as shadows. How can ordinary practitioners get such treatment?
But Hong Zeyou! His father is Hong Xin, the leader of the Overseas Hongmen Liehuo Hall, one of the top fifty powerful men in the Heavenly Ranking.
His master is Hong Shengying, the ancestor of the overseas Hongmen, who is at the pinnacle of divine transformation. He is as strong as the guardians of the Forbidden City in China. He is even ranked among the top three in the Heavenly Ranking! Hong Ze, who has such a family background and heritage, can practice "Eight Corpse Dragon"
》Of course there are fewer detours.
"Roar——" The eight corpse fire dragons roared in unison, stirring up the aura of corpses and swarming in.
Yang Xiong's face was extremely solemn. Feeling the murderous intention coming from the front, his brows suddenly raised.
"kill!"
Boom! The blood ax surged, blood surged all over his body, golden light flashed in his eyes, and the brilliant power of heaven blessed him, making him extremely powerful.
An ax struck out.
The heads of three corpse fire dragons were directly chopped into pieces, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the world. The corpse fire pouring down from the sky turned into fire instantly when it fell on the ground, and even the rocks were ignited.
"Uncle Yang, you are too weak."
The corners of Hong Ze's mouth curled up slightly, outlining a hint of evil charm: "Master is right, the hidden families in China have all declined, and no strong people can be born at all."
"When I saw it today, it turned out to be true."
Along with the sound of words, Hong Ze took a step forward.
The heads of the three beheaded dragons suddenly condensed into pieces. Corpse fire erupted from their bodies. They grinned and exuded endless evil aura.
"Roar!"
"Roar!!"
Eight corpse fire dragons roared in unison.
The sound waves rolled, and they suddenly rushed over with terrifying power. As the corpse fire roared, they were all wrapped up, forming a huge fireball with a radius of 100 meters.
Yang Xiong's expression was stern, he held the ax crossbar, and his aura surged again.
Sudden.
A feminine voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Yang, why are you struggling?
If I were to kill you, you would already be a corpse."
"You have to thank Jun Lan. If it weren't for her sake, I would have turned you into a corpse puppet."
Hong Ze came stepping on corpse fire, and eight corpse fire dragons rose up behind him.
This scene is extremely terrifying.
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and suddenly struck forward.
"Tongtian Jue" was operating to its extreme, and a giant ax with a size of a hundred feet appeared in the void. The giant ax was engraved with complex inscriptions, exuding a barbaric atmosphere.
The barbaric spirit comes out.
Hong Ze couldn't help but frown slightly, and even the eight corpse fire dragons behind him couldn't help but be suppressed and lowered their heads when faced with this barbaric aura.
The immortal magical power "Tongtian Jue" can break through the shackles of heaven and earth and release the aura of prehistoric times.
Flood dragons are extremely rare in the current world, but in ancient times, they were just a very common species. Even many giant beasts in the ancient times fed on dragons.
so.
After sensing this prehistoric aura, the eight corpse fire dragons were all suppressed.
But this kind of suppression is very limited.
It seemed that the aura of the ancient world was too thin, so the hanging heads of the eight corpse fire dragons raised their heads ferociously again.
"Pity."
""Tongtian Jue" is such a good immortal power, but it cannot exert its proper power in Uncle Yang's hands."
Hong Ze laughed.
next moment.
"Boom!"
Eight corpse fire dragons rioted and rushed towards Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong's face showed an evil spirit, and the giant ax fell from high in the sky, smashing the dragons into pieces and flying them away. However, these corpse fire dragons were not entities, and even if they were chopped into pieces, they could condense quickly.
The killing intent was overwhelming and corpse fire surged in the field.
As time passed, Yang Xiong's breathing became rapid. His true cultivation level was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm, which was just barely reaching the threshold for operating "Tongtian Jue".
If his true cultivation level is at the late stage of Nascent Soul Realm.
After using "Tongtian Jue", he may not be Hongze's opponent.
pity.
There are not so many ifs in the world.
"Boom!"
Yang Xiong was not paying attention for a moment and was thrown away by the tail of a dragon, causing him to vomit blood.
"Uncle Yang, do you still want to struggle?"
Hong Ze strolled over, staring down ahead: "Hand over the "Tongtian Jue", and I can promise not to embarrass the Yang family in the future.
Otherwise, the destruction of the Yang family will not be far away."
Yang Xiong stared at him coldly: "Idiot's dream!"
"Haha, it seems that Uncle Yang still doesn't understand me as a person. I, Hongze, have never been unable to do anything I mentioned."
Hongze grinned.
next moment.
Whoa! He crossed the void and appeared in front of Yang Xiong in an instant, reaching forward to grab him.
"Go away!"
Yang Xiong backhanded an axe, and his blood surged.
However, his full blow was easily blocked by Hong Ze, and his figure did not even shake at all.
"Half-step to the divine realm!"
Yang Xiong's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.
Hong Ze's cultivation level turned out to be half-step to the divine realm.
Such a young half-step god realm is already beyond the scope of Yang Xiong's understanding. In the world, a thirty-year-old Nascent Soul realm is already considered a genius.
but now.
This Hong Ze looks to be in his twenties, about the same age as Tang Ming, and his cultivation has reached the half-step god realm! "Uncle Yang seems a little surprised?"
Hong Ze laughed: "Jun Lan and I hit it off immediately and have already expressed our love for marriage. Although Jun Lan and the Yang family have fallen out, if Uncle Yang is willing to use "Tong Tian Jue" as a dowry, I am sure he will be very happy.
"
"I wonder if Uncle Yang is willing to let go?"
Yang Xiong didn't reply. He bit the tip of his tongue to stimulate blood, and his breath suddenly surged.
Whoa! Another bloody ax strike.
He represented his attitude with practical actions.
"Since Uncle Yang doesn't appreciate it, no wonder I'm here."
The smile at the corner of Hong Ze's mouth gradually faded, and with a palm strike, the violent ax force collapsed.
The residual power of the corpse fire was not small, and it fell straight down.
Bang! A severed arm flew into the sky.
"Pfft!"
Yang Xiong's breath suddenly became weak, he vomited blood wildly, and his right arm holding the ax was cut off directly.
"Damn it!"
There were bursts of rage behind him.
When Lei Bao and Yao Zhengliang saw this, they were furious and filled with murderous intentions. Chu Wenyuan and Wang Fu also hurriedly followed.
No one expected it.
Yang Xiong, who used "Tongtian Jue", was knocked down by a young man in his twenties, and even had one arm cut off! The most terrifying thing is.
That young man is half-step to the divine realm! "Hmph, Young Master Hong is doing something, how can he allow you people to disturb him?"
"Get back here!"
Two old slaves rose from the ground, their auras strong, stirring up the corpse fire in the sky, blocking Lei Bao and others.
These two people.
They are all at the peak level of Nascent Soul Realm!