Chapter 2049: Thunder Tribulation Battle Immortal

I saw an old man wearing a black robe appearing in front of everyone. It looked like a human old man, with dry skin and seemed to have no moisture, like a mummified corpse.

A skeleton-like black inscription appeared between its eyebrows, as if there was a dark world in the depths of the inscription. It absorbed the countless ghosts and resentful spirits in this universe, and the whole body exuded the breath of dark curse.

The old man stood in mid-air and looked down without emotion, as if he was a god of death, a peerless devil who came out of the depths of darkness, representing curse, darkness, and death.

"Curse and kill the demon saint!"

Fang Yang and the others couldn't say a word. When the old man appeared, the surrounding void was filled with an inexplicable aura, depressed, desperate, and dark.

Even when the soul clan was destroyed, the body of the Cursed Demon Saint did not appear, only a ray of divine sense was sent over, but now not only the divine sense has come, but its true body has also come.

It is conceivable that the cursed demon saint is now angry.

"Ants!"

Cursed and killed the demon saint, looking down at Fang Yang and the others, just one glance.

Boom!

In an instant, Fang Yang, Fang Xin and other Soul Race warriors, together with the body of the blue-clothed maid, burst into pieces in an instant, and they were cracked into a mass of meat sauce.

They couldn't even struggle, just this one glance, from the inside out, and their souls were shattered.

It's a pity that they didn't know how long they had been fleeing, and they had worked hard to reach the forbidden area of ​​​​blood fog. They thought they could survive, but they were still dead now.

Obviously, Fang Yang and others were still useful in the past, but now that they have entered the depths of the blood mist forbidden area, these people are useless.

In order to vent his anger, Cursed Killing Demon Saint glared at them and killed them.

Even if the blue-clothed maid is its subordinate, to the demon saint, it is not a pity for these mortals to die.

"Human, you angered me, how do you want to die?"

The curse-killing demon sage stared at Xia Ping arrogantly, looking at his eyes, as if looking at those ants who were stared to death by himself, and did not take Xia Ping in his eyes at all.

This is also of course.

After all, it is an immortal-level demon saint with endless longevity. How can it be comparable to mere mortals? It doesn't even know how many prisoners it has killed.

"You are the cursed demon saint?"

Xia Ping blinked his eyes, unmoved: "Why does it look so weak, it doesn't seem as strong as I thought?"

He has also seen saints, such as his master Beiming Saint, whose aura is boundless, like a universe in itself, unfathomable.

Even if Gaia Xiaodai, who had just been promoted to the Immortal Rank, the mana on her body was boundless, and there was no end in sight.

However, although the curse-killing demon saint in front of him is also very powerful, far exceeding the title of demon king, in his perception, it is not invincible, and it has not reached the level of incomparableness at a glance.

"weak?"

Hearing this, Curse Killing Demon Saint was furious, and laughed in anger: "It's just an ant, and you dare to say such a big thing, it seems that you don't know the horror of a saint, I'll let you see it today, I'll kill you Like killing a chicken."

Boom~~

As soon as the voice fell, it immediately shot, and slapped it with one palm, overwhelming the sea, as if this palm covered the entire world, and the vitality of the world with a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers was held in its hands.

Then the huge vitality quickly condensed and turned into a huge grinding disc. Numerous holy-level talismans were engraved in the depths of the grinding disc, emitting an immortal and sacred aura.

This grinding disc is extremely fast. Under the control of the Curse Killing Demon Saint, it bombarded from the air, as if it would flatten the world and destroy it completely.

"Idols support the sky!"

Xia Ping's thoughts moved, and a dharma image of heaven and earth flew out immediately. It was an idol, as if it was a god and demon from ancient times.

Exudes a terrifying aura.

It was covered with densely packed idol runes, huge in size, terrifying, and fearless, just like that, it slammed into the huge grinding wheel.

Boom!

Immediately, there was a loud noise in the air, standing on the ground, the indestructible huge vitality grinding disc was immediately held up by the power of the idol, no matter how huge the grinding disc was, it could not shatter the body of the idol.

The earth also collapsed at once, and a deep pit of hundreds of kilometers appeared, making a crackling sound.

"So strong."

Liu Rulan's eyes widened, and she felt the strong air currents nearby, each of which could turn into a storm. She quickly retreated to avoid the center of the battle between the two, so as not to harm the fish pond.

She looked at Xia Ping in disbelief, even though she knew that Xia Ping's strength far surpassed the title of Demon King, otherwise she wouldn't kill the title Demon King like a chicken.

But being able to withstand the blow of the immortal saint still shocked her. If this matter spreads, it will definitely cause a shock to the entire universe.

Fighting immortality with thunder tribulation is simply sensational!

"Sure enough, this power is no more than that."

Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. He felt a little bit of the power of the immortal demon saint, but he was only in the same league as him, and did not surpass himself too much.

In fact, he didn't even know how powerful he was.

Let’s talk about the soul first. He has absorbed the soul energy of countless living beings, making his Primordial Spirit extremely powerful, far exceeding the title of Demon King. It is estimated that he can already be compared to the Immortal Demon Saint.

The second is mana. He practiced the Panwu Zhenjing and opened up nine purple palace spaces. The area of ​​each purple palace space is also a hundred times larger than that of ordinary practitioners.

In this way, the mana in his body is naturally hundreds or even thousands of times more than that of ordinary cultivators, and the mana is unimaginable.

Not to mention that he contains the bloodline of Hell Golden Crow in his body, and has awakened 550 million, his physique has been strengthened to an incredible level, and there are already some prototypes of mythical creatures.

Such advantages continue to stack up, and he is enough to sweep the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

In terms of strength and mana alone, he is no less than an ordinary immortal saint.

"Bastard, bloody ants."

But Cursed Demon Sage doesn't know this, it just feels ashamed now, extremely humiliated, blushing red.

As an immortal demon saint, he is arrogant and unparalleled, far surpassing ordinary people. His random blows can't kill this mortal person. This is simply a great shame.

If the friends around it knew about this, and knew that it couldn't kill a mortal with a single blow, they would definitely laugh at its weak strength.

Such a shameful thing will make it shameful for hundreds of millions of years.

All the blood in this mortal body must be used to wash away such a shame!

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