2040. Fierce Battle in the Underground Palace 8
After saying these words, the earth spirit beast became silent again. Leng Xuan took two breaths, suppressed the severe pain in his body, and then stood up from the ground. He turned his head and saw the giant puppet running towards him again. He quickly moved his body and quickly opened the distance between the two sides. The earth spirit beast has told him the situation in detail, so what he has to do is think about how to break the opponent's defense. The powerful moves he knows now are just those moves, and he is not sure whether those moves can be effective on the puppet.
At this moment, his heart suddenly moved. Last year, Uncle Zhang met with him. Before leaving, Uncle Zhang, considering that he was too weak and had a lot of troubles, taught him a life-saving trick and also instilled some real knowledge into him. The Qi in his body told him that if he met a strong cultivator in the spiritual silence stage, he could use this move to save his life, and with the Qi stored in Leng Xuan's body, he could use this trick three times. Although Leng Xuan had never used this move before, he believed that what Uncle Zhang taught him would definitely not be too weak. And now, he can only use this move to make a final effort.
As soon as he thought of this, Leng Xuan took a deep breath, his forward body suddenly stopped, and then turned around, facing the puppet that was quickly chasing him. "Uncle Zhang, please don't let me down." He muttered silently in his heart, and then, the zhenqi that Uncle Zhang had stored in his dantian began to rotate rapidly, flowing to his limbs and bones. For a moment, he felt that his body was full of strength. But this was just the beginning. The surging energy in his body continued to expand, expand again, and gradually grow stronger.
Leng Xuan felt that his body was about to explode. When he looked down, he suddenly found that his skin had become as red as iron in a furnace. At this moment, he had no time to think too much. If he doesn't release the true energy in his body as soon as possible, he will explode and die soon. Looking at the giant puppet getting closer and closer, Leng Xuan put aside all distracting thoughts, concentrated into his body, and slowly uttered three words in his mouth: "Heaven-power-wrath!" Although the voice was not loud, the dark energy faintly distorted the air. , forming three water-colored light waves spreading forward.
When the words in Leng Xuan's mouth fell, his body suddenly burst out with a majestic momentum, filling the entire palace. The leaders of the battle not far away, as well as the great elder of the Ghost Palace, suddenly felt huge pressure coming from all directions, making them somewhat breathless, and the ongoing battle was forced to stop. . Longtou and Ling Tian looked at Leng Xuan with doubts and expectations. What they wondered was why Leng Xuan suddenly had such terrifying strength, and their expectation was naturally that Leng Xuan could defeat the giant puppet. But the expression of the Great Elder of the Ghost Palace was exactly the opposite to that of Longtou and the others, with a look of horror and panic in his eyes.
As for Cao Shaoyi, who has been hiding outside the battle, it is even more unbearable. His strength is the weakest among everyone, and he only has the cultivation level of the late fusion stage. If it were not for the fact that he has a good master and carries four tyrannical puppets, He had no part in this operation at all. At this moment, under the overwhelming momentum, he could no longer bear it. He fell to his knees and supported himself on the ground with both hands, trying hard to resist and not let himself fall down.