Just when everyone thought Chen Zhao was defeated.
Chen Zhao suddenly punched him, and the Kusanagi sword in Mr. Kimifang's hand shattered in an instant.
Mr. Junfang was shocked. Chen Zhao made another sweep, and his fist landed on Mr. Junfang's chest.
Wow—
All the flesh and blood from Mr. Kimifang's chest to his right shoulder flew out in an instant.
Mr. Kimfang was also knocked out by the terrifying force.
Chen Zhao touched his neck. The cut neck made Chen Zhao very uncomfortable.
However, the powerful vitality coupled with the restorative power of the Nirvana Fire allowed the wound on Chen Zhao's neck to recover almost in seconds.
Not to mention Fang Ya and several other young people, even Zhang Tianyi, Master Wuxu and Master Qingping were dumbfounded.
His neck was cut halfway in, but he looked like a normal person.
Tamamo Mae was even more furious, that was the Kusanagi Sword!
Although the divinity of the Grass Pheasant Sword is gone.
But the Grass Pheasant Sword is still a magic weapon.
Coupled with Mr. Kimifang's magic power, it actually makes little difference whether he has divinity or not.
But even so, even if Chen Zhao has been hit.
But it didn't achieve the desired effect.
Mr. Kimfusa stood up again and glanced at his empty chest.
The Twelve Golden Man immediately changed the power transmitted, and the original glazed light suddenly turned into red light.
Mr. Kimifusa's chest also began to repair.
But it can be clearly seen that the new flesh and blood on Mr. Kimifang's chest is different from the original one.
Fang Ya and other young people have never been exposed to this level of fighting.
So to them, this battle looks more like a battle between gods and gods.
"The power of Jiangzhu!" Mr. Junfang shouted.
The Twelve Golden Man suddenly burst out with a burst of golden light, and even greater mana was injected into Mr. Kimfang's body.
A huge, physical body appeared behind Mr. Kimfusa.
"What kind of magic is that? Is it a Dharma image?"
"That's the invitation to the gods in Maoling, southern Xinjiang."
"Are you kidding me? Can God please bring that thing out? Even I am not that powerful, right?"
Taoism also has magic to invite gods, but even if the ordinary third-rate or fourth-rate Mao Shen comes, he will probably be pressed to the ground and rubbed by the strong man in the world.
In southern Xinjiang, because of the complex beliefs, the so-called gods are also diverse.
Among these various gods, there are almost no mainstream gods.
As for those so-called gods, some of them are transformed into spirits.
The strength is far inferior to that of real gods.
But the figure summoned by the divine summoning technique in front of him is no longer the so-called third-rate god.
Even if it is just a clone, it is already shocking.
If this deity were to come, how powerful would it be
Do those mountain spirits and wild monsters in southern Xinjiang really have such great supernatural powers
"That's not some wild monster. Jiang Zhu also has a name in the Central Plains, Zhu Rong." Master Wuxu said: "An ancient god."
"How is it possible? How could the ancient gods be able to invite the gods?"
"Of course ordinary means won't work, but this Dutian Twelve Spirit Formation can."
Mr. Kimifang pointed at Chen Zhao, and the giant god behind him also raised his fist. When it rubbed through the air, it brought up scorching heat.
The surrounding mountains and forests were also ignited by the high temperature.
That demon-like giant fist was like a falling meteor, as if it was going to smash the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth into pieces.
Before he even touched it, Chen Zhao already felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
The ground was torn apart, and the fire from the burning plants was suppressed, making it difficult for it to spread upwards.
Chen Zhao faced the giant fist and struck with all his strength.
Starting from the fist in contact with Chen Zhao, red crystals began to spread upwards.
Then the whole body, followed by a harsh friction sound.
Clang—
Everyone heard a sound like a mirror breaking.
Wow—
The huge body disintegrated instantly, and red crystals rained down.
The night seemed to be shattered along with it.
A strange crack was left in the sky.
Chen Zhao didn't know how powerful that blow was.
Chen Zhao only knew how to turn on the power to the maximum, and then throw out that punch to his heart's content.
After Chen Zhao threw that punch, something seemed to suddenly come to his senses.
Chen Zhao suddenly understood how to use Inner Heaven and Earth.
Chen Zhao stamped his foot, and the ground was suddenly filled with water.
Immediately afterwards, huge red crystal pillars hundreds of meters high rose from the ground.
Everything within a radius of several kilometers is covered by red crystal pillars.
These crystal pillars are the products of Chen Zhao's inner world.
At this moment, Chen Zhao was able to spread outward and materialize the red crystal pillars in the inner world.
Zhang Tianyi, Master Wuxu and Master Qingping all took a deep breath.
"It's breathtaking!"
At this moment, even Zhang Tianyi, who had always thought that he was fifty-fifty with Chen Zhao, had to admit it.
Chen Zhao is not just a small step ahead of himself!
This is also the first time Chen Zhao has used this trick.
And within the coverage of this red crystal pillar.
Chen Zhao feels that his strength can be improved infinitely.
At least now, he doesn't feel the upper limit at all.
Chen Zhao raised his arm and controlled his power according to the guidance in his mind.
Several red crystal pillars suddenly exploded, and the red dust roared, but it did not completely disintegrate, but turned into a body dozens of times larger than Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao was a little surprised, but he could clearly feel that the body formed by his own strength had the same power as himself.
It is not an incarnation of oneself, but a clone of one's own power.
Mr. Junfang's face immediately became solemn when he saw Chen Zhao's change.
At this moment, he felt the same fatal danger as Tamamo Mae.
But now he has no way out.
If Chen Zhao cannot be defeated, then he will have no place to escape.
Of course, if he defeated Chen Zhao, there would be no need to escape.
So he had to drive the Twelve Golden Man with all his strength and let the Twelve Golden Man instill power into him with all his strength.
If it is not a last resort, Mr. Junfang is unwilling to use the Twelve Gold People, let alone use all his strength to mobilize the Twelve Gold People.
Because using the Twelve Golden Man will bring huge pressure to his body.
Especially when driven with full force, that kind of almost vast power is difficult for even his demonic body to bear.
Even in the battle with the Master of Sanshan a thousand years ago, he never fully drove the Twelve Golden Man.
But this time, he felt that if he had any luck or any reservations, he might be crushed by Chen Zhao.
This man feels more oppressed than the three mountain masters who joined forces a thousand years ago to give him a greater sense of oppression.
Finally, Mr. Kimifang felt that his body had reached the critical point.
His body changed from golden to dark gold.
The Dutian Twelve Spirits Formation is originally a reverse version of the Heaven and Earth Formation.
It relies on the power from Yin spirits.
The power of Yin Ling and Mr. Kimfang's own power are quite perfect.
It even got a huge increase.
At this moment, Mr. Kimifang's aura increased more than ten times again.
(End of chapter)