Chapter 529: The Secret Weapon of the Golem (4000)

Crackle... crackle...

Under the sky, above the earth. The towering tree that was as majestic as a mountain range was shaking violently, as if a dying person was wailing and struggling. The bark, branches, and leaves fell off one after another, and turned into large pieces of white ash in the wind, like a heavy snowfall.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

The fierce wind caused by the flames whistled past, and the moment it touched the crown of the pale source, it actually caused a large number of branches to collapse. The body that was originally incredibly strong was like quicksand at this moment. It was easily swept away by the wind, scattered in all directions, and went to every corner.

"Roar!!!!"

The roar of the pale source was earth-shaking, and the sky was shaking.

But the two holy fists it faced were not afraid and merciless.

The golden-red flame giant transformed by the Yanyang Holy Fist opened an exaggerated big hand, tore the giant tree bit by bit with five fingers, and kept hitting with fists. Branches as thick as a train kept falling down, hitting the ground heavily and blasting out a deep pit.

Under the tree canopy, the white bird galloped. With the terrible power of the thorns and feathers, it devoured and destroyed the thick trunk and dense roots of the pale source. Every time a delicate thorn feather that seemed to be forged by metal fell, it would blast out a deep pit on the pale source, which was repeatedly superimposed and became deeper and deeper.

It seemed as if the trunk of the pale source was about to be blown off.

"It's time..."

The flying water bird appeared again, and the White Bird Holy Fist quietly looked at the pale source below, which had little power to resist. His fingers slowly brushed the air, and his arms spread out gracefully like the wings of a water bird by the lake.

A trace of arc-shaped white glow was left in the air.

"Yan Yang!"

The White Bird Holy Fist shouted a reminder. Then, the whole person swooped down from the sky again, and a huge water bird exploded and glided to accelerate.

"Understood!" The ferocious golden-red flame head in the sky responded with a wild laugh. The eyes of the Yanyang Holy Fist were wide open, and the flames at the position of the eyes collapsed and compressed infinitely, and in an instant they turned into a deep black.

"Pale Source, you deserve to die!!!"

Swish!

The huge water bird transformed by the White Bird Holy Fist swept down, and its sharp metal wings cut off all the roots that flew into the sky to block it. Finally, the whole body was like a giant fighter, slamming into the largest gap in the trunk of the Pale Source. Boom!!! The explosion was deafening!

Huge flames gushed out, forming mushroom clouds.

Crack, crack... The sound of breaking continued, and some huge monster was about to fall. The huge tree-shaped black shadow that was originally cast straight in the sky began to tilt at this moment, and collapsed irreversibly!

Rumble, the Pale Source was broken into two pieces by the White Bird Holy Fist!

"It's my turn!!!"

The golden-red giant roared, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged the trunk of the pale source. Then a black flame that made the air extremely distorted was ejected from his eyes, carrying a terrifying high temperature. The flame fell on the pale source, and immediately caused a crackling sound, and the bark rolled and peeled off wildly. The black flame spread like petroleum asphalt.

The high temperature penetrated the bark, penetrated the wood, and reached the heart of the tree.

Boom!!!

Explosion, endless explosion, the burning of the unextinguishable flame.

"No!!!!!!"

The dark ultimate body, the pale source, let out the last roar. Under the calculation and cooperation of Yanyang Holy Fist and White Bird Holy Fist, it finally fell! The whole process was extremely difficult and took endless years. During this period, Yanyang Holy Fist even did not hesitate to die together, and the price was extremely heavy.

Every dark ultimate body is not so easy to kill, with various means, endless trump cards, and terrifying vitality. Even the Moon Goddess, who was killed by the White Bird Holy Fist, still had hope of resurrection.

It can be seen that these monsters are tenacious.

In the Ash Realm, Kaxiu looked into the distance, and the towering tree burning with flames fell down with a bang. The earth trembled with a bang, and everyone was shaken up. The soil rolled rapidly like waves in the sea.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Next to them, the Paradise, which was fighting with the Secret Martial Realm Camp and the Night Stranger Camp, stopped one after another. Golden red flames began to emerge from their bodies, and the high temperature swept through, burning and burning. The palms of these former leaders of the Ripple Master Organization in various eras trembled, and their limbs twisted in pain. Some of them gradually became clear, looking at the collapsed pale source, and realized something. There seemed to be tears with unknown meanings flowing from the corners of their eyes, which were evaporated by the flames in an instant, and both eyeballs were burned.

I don’t know if it’s regret, despair, or unwillingness...

Bang bang bang bang

One after another, the figures like firemen exploded, turned into ashes, and fell to the ground. With a snap, the Supreme Rings with cracks on the surface fell into the ashes. Various colors dimmed and finally turned into black.

"Pale Paradise, destroyed..."

"The Pale Source, also fell..."

Ripple Master Monk's clothes were torn and his face was covered with dust. At this moment, his eyes were very bright, as if spewing flames. Monk looked at the ashes on the ground, and then turned his head to look at the collapsed Pale Source. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. His side face reflected the red firelight, and his eyes were deep. I don't know if he was happy at this moment because of his revenge, or if he was disappointed after his twenty-year obsession was finally completed.

Click.

Monkey raised his right hand and pinched the ripple ring on his middle finger. Purple thunder flowed on it, like little snakes entwined, crackling. The next second, he exerted a little force on his left hand, and the ripple ring was taken off.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth."

"Let everything in the past few decades end completely..."

He looked at the ring in his palm that had accompanied him for more than 20 years, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. But in a blink of an eye, Monkey threw the ripple ring into the eternal flame in the distance. With a bang, the ripple power was submerged by the flames, thunder flashed, and finally returned to silence. The purple supreme ripple ring turned black, the cracks enlarged, and it completely shattered.

On the other side, in the raging flames. Yanyang Holy Fist, who had turned into a golden-red giant, slowly stood up. He looked up at the sky and looked at the ashes flying in the sky like white snow in the distance. His eyes were blank and empty.

"The Pale Source is dead... How many tens of thousands of years have passed? Too long, too long..."

"Yes, it has fallen. But Yan Yang, the Pale Source still has another half of its body in the Pale Land of the Disaster World. If you ignore it, it may have a second consciousness." A white trace crossed the sky, and the old figure of the White Bird Holy Fist appeared.

"Yes, it still has half of its body! The battle is not over yet... I will return to the Disaster World... and burn the Pale Source to ashes..."

Yan Yang Holy Fist's eyes gradually became clear, and flames emerged from the void.

White Bird Holy Fist nodded silently. He had actually seen that something was wrong with Yan Yang Holy Fist just now, and there was a feeling that his will was lingering on the edge of collapse. So, he spoke up to remind him. Let Yan Yang Holy Fist realize his goal again, and condense and strengthen his will.

If White Bird Holy Fist did not remind him, Yan Yang Holy Fist would probably collapse after killing the Pale Source. This is actually understandable. In order to entangle the stronger pale source, Yan Yang ignited his own spirit into an immortal flame, and burned with it forever. Every minute and every second is suffering from horrible pain, and his will is being knocked all the time. You must know that Yan Yang is a holy fist, but his previous style and state are like a tyrant fist. Emotional, explosive, and even crazy.

In fact, this is the change brought about by tens of thousands of years of torture. If he doesn't express his emotions with strong expressions, Yan Yang Sheng Quan may have gone crazy in endless pain. In his state, it is very tiring and painful to continue living. It is impossible to extinguish the spirit ignited by the immortal flame. This is also the reason why Yan Yang Sheng Quan was in a trance and his will was weakened after the fall of the pale source. He wanted to die...

But the White Bird Sheng Quan reminded Yan Yang Sheng Quan that everything is far from over. Live on, for the world behind you, for the human race. Even just for yourself, for yourself to continue your unfinished revenge. You need the courage to endure the pain!

Other holy fists may not be qualified to say this. But the White Bird Holy Fist is qualified. It's not that he is extremely powerful, but that the White Bird Holy Fist is also suffering from the Moon God Curse and the Death Abyss Seal. Both of these are extremely sinister and evil things, and those who are hit by the spell will be tortured forever. For example, the Death Abyss Seal, the bottomless abyss in the Black Sea is exerting suction on the White Bird Holy Fist at all times. Pulling the internal organs, pulling the blood vessels, pulling the bone cells. It's almost tearing people apart.

And every once in a while, the suction will increase by more than ten times. Even if you don't fall into the seabed, you will fall into the real illusion of being lonely, helpless, and desperately being dragged into the abyss of the Black Sea. It's suffocating.

This is just the Death Abyss Seal, and there is also the Moon God Curse.

Not to mention, at this moment, the White Bird Holy Fist took the initiative to step onto the land of the disaster world. The effects of the curse and seal have increased dramatically, and they are superimposed every minute and every second. Now I'm afraid it has reached a desperate point. But the White Bird Holy Fist held on, and his attacking posture was still so elegant. It was completely impossible to tell that the main body was suffering from extreme pain, and his endurance was amazing.

Obviously, he was qualified to ask the Yanyang Holy Fist to live.

At least, he was not persuading others to be kind without experiencing their suffering.

Ash Realm, core area.

Two figures fell from the sky. One was in the form of a skinny white-haired old man, and the other was a hazy human-shaped flame. They stepped on the ground, and behind them were the remains of a giant tree that was constantly burning.

"Tattatt..."

A series of steady footsteps approached.

Kaxiu's figure appeared in the firelight.

He looked at the White Bird Holy Fist, and then at the Yanyang Holy Fist next to him. He immediately performed a junior salute in the secret martial arts world to express his respect.

This was not a surrender to a stronger person.

But respect for the pioneers of secret martial arts, the predecessors of the Nandou lineage.

"Two seniors, nice to meet you. My name is Kaxiu."

"Hahaha..." The white-haired old man suddenly laughed: "It's not the first time we meet. We met before when your will spread to the world of disaster." His face suddenly straightened, and he looked at Kaxiu with admiration, praising: "Heir of Nan Dou, you are qualified..."

"I should say, very qualified, very good."

"You can break one of the five trunks of the pale source without achieving the realm of holy fist. Even if it is only broken in half, it is enough for me to see your strong foundation. At least, it is much stronger than me, Blood Eagle, and Sound Snake back then..." White Bird Holy Fist never hides anything. If he says he appreciates Kaxiu, then he lists Kaxiu's advantages, and they are all true.

"This time I entered this special realm from the world of disaster and brought you a gift. I think you can digest it all." He looked at Kaxiu and said, "So, are you going to accept my teachings now? Nandou Water Bird Fist, Thorn Feather Power, are all in it..."

The palm of the White Bird Holy Fist gently swept across the air.

A huge water bird phantom suddenly appeared in the air, and the water bird gently skimmed across the lake, elegant and brutal. The white thorn feathers were like metal steel.

It exuded a sense of divine enlightenment, which can be described as magnificent.

"Wait a minute, I still have one thing to do." Kaxiu shook his head and walked straight to the pale source corpse in the distance. The White Bird Holy Fist and the Yanyang Holy Fist looked at each other, and also followed with their bodies.

Wherever the three passed, the blazing eternal flames automatically retreated to the sides. Revealing the earth that had been burned into charred crystals.

Kaka Kaka...

The footsteps stepped all the way, making a subtle sound of hard objects colliding.

Kaxiu came to the corpse of the Pale Source.

At this moment, its body has shrunk by an unknown number of circles.

One reason is that the Pale Source's own burst healing is constantly consuming the source. The other reason is that the burning of the immortal flame is madly killing the activity.

The remaining corpse is not as exaggerated as the original mountain.

"What a pity..." Kaxiu thought secretly in his heart.

But there is no way. It is extremely difficult to make the Dark Ultimate Body fall. It can only be consumed and weakened continuously. And this kind of fighting form is destined to be impossible to get a complete Dark Ultimate Body corpse. Look, the Yanyang Holy Fist and the White Bird Holy Fist in a special state can't make a final decision. It's conceivable.

However, even so. The remaining corpse of the Pale Source is also an unimaginable feast for the Golem Secret Warrior. It is simply dragon liver and phoenix marrow, a delicacy. After all, it is the ultimate form of darkness...

"This time, the Golem Secret Weapon will have a feast."

Kaxiu did not hesitate and directly pushed the Golem Secret Weapon to operate with all his strength.

A stream of black spirit rushed out from the pores of his body, forming a tall and majestic giant behind him. The demonic energy was gloomy, rolling like flames and waves. The giant stepped on the ground and walked to the front with dull steps. Boom, boom, boom! The armored giant hand slowly reached out to the corpse of the ultimate form of darkness.