The Black Mountain Demon Emperor was stunned.
This is the first time Zhang Fan has said such a long sentence except for the word "long-winded".
The incomprehensible calmness and confidence in his words gave the Black Mountain Demon Emperor an uneasy feeling.
"The harsh words will not bring you the slightest chance of life." The Black Mountain Demon Emperor's expression became ferocious.
Zhang Fan nodded and said: "Okay, then I will let you understand what true strength is."
The words have not yet finished.
Zhang Fan stepped hard on the ground with both feet.
A huge phantom totem rose into the sky behind him. It was a figure like a god of war wearing golden armor. It was projected between heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings. The arsenic-like giant eyes looked down, as if they were dominating everything. The emperor is judging life.
This ghost is just the beginning.
Almost in an instant, phantom totems one after another were projected from Zhang Fan's figure.
In the end, ten huge shadows of the God of War totem with different shapes and auras stood behind him like loyal guards. Although they were just shadows, they had an indescribable aura, as if they were The gods who had disappeared over the long years were resurrected to protect Zhang Fan.
This is the aura of a shadow totem that has never appeared in this world.
In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds rolled.
The colors of the entire world seemed to be concentrated on Zhang Fan.
This young Orion boy, who was not burly in stature, seemed at this moment to be the center of the universe, the king who dominated everything.
…
"This is… "
The Demon Saint of Huangquan stood up and looked at the shadow totem in great shock.
Beside him, nearly a hundred of the controllers of the top demon clan forces in the Northern Territory all had extremely shocked expressions. Many of the demon clan's absolute powerhouses had an expression similar to fear on their faces, as if they had remembered Like some kind of long-standing and terrifying legend.
In the human camp, many top powerhouses also stood up.
When their strength and cultivation reach their level, many people can remain calm and calm even when faced with life and death. However, the moment they see that huge shadow totem, the expressions on their faces Everyone had expressions of extreme shock, as if they had seen a ghost. Among the leaders, Li Lan had doubts in her heart. Seeing the rude expressions of so many people, she couldn't think of anything else. She just hoped that this time Zhang Fan The trump card shown can defeat the Black Mountain Demon Emperor.
No matter what, even if he loses in the end, Li Lan still hopes that Zhang Fan can survive in the life and death arena.
among the crowd in the distance.
Ding Hao also opened his mouth.
I have seen Zhang Fan cast Shadow Totem before, but that time it was just a Shadow Totem, and the image was extremely blurry, and the aura was far less powerful and special than this time, but this time, all the totems appeared at the same time, which was different from The special breath of mysterious energy and demon power seemed to echo a certain power in his body. Ding Hao could clearly feel that the moment Zhang Fan used the ten shadow totems, the blood in his body burned like a flame. He couldn't help but An almost unreachable burning fighting spirit arose.
"The ten phantoms, are they the pinnacle of the world? Xiaofan has cultivated to the realm of the power of the ten emperors?"
Ding Hao guessed.
This skill that Zhang Fan obtained from the unknown ancient ruins has subverted Ding Hao's definition of him time and time again. It is obvious that saying that it is an ordinary emperor-level skill is underestimating it. According to what Zhang Fan released at this moment Judging from the aura, it is comparable to a peak saint-level technique, or even stronger.
The only thing that made Ding Hao feel a little strange was that there was a vague feeling of deficiency in the ten shadow totems, as if something was missing.
…
"This is..." The Black Mountain Demon Emperor opened his eyes wide.
Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head, his eyes turned into a cold and ruthless golden color, as if he was a different person, cold and cruel, as if he was executing a judgment, and he was irresistible. He stretched out his left hand and slowly pressed it down.
This action triggered the ten phantom totems behind him. The ten war-god-like phantoms almost simultaneously stretched out their left hands and suppressed them in the air.
The phantoms of ten huge palms gradually merged together.
With the pressure of Zhang Fan's palm, he moved towards the Black Mountain Demon Emperor to cover his head.
"Hmph, you are pretending to be a god, do you want to scare me like this? Give me a break!" Black Mountain Demon Emperor shouted, standing on the ground, his fists in the sky, and the endless violent demon power slammed out like a sea pouring into the void.
But such an attack, which was close to the half-step demon saint realm, when it touched the huge palm print formed by the fusion of the ten phantom totem palms, disappeared without a trace, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a trace of ripples. set off.
The terrible pressure caused the Black Mountain Demon Emperor's feet to sink deeply into the arena floor.
"Ah, it's impossible, I can't lose!"
He roared crazily, the muscles on his body bulged, and the whole body expanded as if it was swollen, and finally turned into a huge black bull demon more than twenty meters high. The whole body seemed to be made of black gold and iron, and every bull hair shone with ghostly light. Light, as hard as the teeth of a sharp sword, lightly stamped his front hooves, and the entire Champ de Mars shook with a rumble, like an earthquake.
This is his essence.
When the demon clan reveals its true form, its power will reach its peak.
But the huge golden palm print did not stop at all.
"Ah, I am defiant, no one can stop me..." Feeling the huge pressure, the black bull demon struggled wildly, and traces of black mist emerged from its body like smoke, and suddenly a new kind of The power of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor grew in his body, and a black ball of light flashed out from his body like a black hole.
This is the power of a saint.
At such a critical moment, under this huge pressure, the Black Mountain Demon Emperor actually made a breakthrough, breaking the bottleneck of the Demon Emperor peak that had troubled him for decades, and stepped into the true Demon Saint realm in one fell swoop.
A new fairy was born.
"Ah, God will not stop me, haha..." Black Mountain Demon Saint laughed crazily. Once he entered the realm of a saint, his strength was greatly improved and his lifespan was extended. From then on, his identity and status will undergo earth-shaking changes. Feel With the new strength generated in his body, confidence returned to him.
"Break it for me!"
The Black Mountain Demon Saint roared and used his strongest power to show off.
The golden palm prints pressing down on the top of his head really stopped.
But it only stopped for a moment.
The next moment, he suppressed the pressure unswervingly.
"How could this happen?" A confident smile solidified on the face of the Black Mountain Demon Saint.
He didn't understand, even though he had been promoted to the Saint level, why couldn't he resist this huge golden palm print? Could it be that the combat skills displayed by this human boy were magical powers that surpassed the power of a saint
Bang!
The next moment, the giant golden palm fell irreversibly like a millstone.
The huge bull demon body of the Black Mountain Demon Saint was ground into flesh in an instant, his soul was destroyed, and there was no possibility of resurrection.
Golden light threads flowed, and the golden giant palm slowly dissipated.
In the distance, the cold and ruthless murderous golden color in Zhang Fan's eyes gradually dissipated. He slowly lowered his head, and the ten shadow totems behind him began to slowly dissipate, and finally dissipated into the void like bubbles. Zhang Fan's figure swayed and he fell to one knee on the ground, unable to even stand firmly.
Obviously, the use of this magical power consumed almost all the power in his body.
The more powerful the magical magical power, the greater the consumption and load on the caster. This is the same as Ding Hao's forced activation of the rusty sword and the magic knife.
There was silence around the entire Champ de Mars.
Regardless of whether they were from the demon or human camp, countless faces stared blankly at the scene on the ring. No one dared to believe the ending they saw with their own eyes. This life-and-death battle in the ring could really only be achieved through ups and downs. To describe, every time when people think they have seen the ending, sudden changes will lead the victorious balance to the weak side without warning.
And now, it's finally over.
It ended this way.
It ended in a way no one expected.
"The human race of Snow State wins."
A clear voice sounded, echoing between heaven and earth.
This is the voice of the supreme human race.
This sound made the Champ de Mars and the Lake of Mirrors, which had fallen into deathly silence, wake up from their shock.
The human camp erupted in the craziest cheers this time, as if a volcano that had been brewing for thousands of years finally erupted crazily at this moment. Thunderous cheers soared into the sky, and sound waves spread in all directions like hurricanes. Come.
As for the originally confident Demon Clan camp, many experts and strong men had their faces darkened.
They never expected that the Black Mountain Demon Emperor would lose, and that he would lose to a young man from a previously unknown small sect in the Northern Territory after breaking through the bottleneck and entering the realm of the Demon Saint. If not for this The competition was watched by the supreme attention of the two races from beginning to end. There was no possibility of cheating. They really had to rush to the ring to check carefully to see if Zhang Fan was really from the Northern Territory human race, or Ding Hao, the crazy swordsman. The embodiment of disguise modification.
A white stream of light flashed and appeared on the ring.
It's Li Lan.
As the leader of Wenjian Sect, she showed up immediately and took the weak Zhang Fan away from the ring.
Countless envious and jealous eyes fell on Li Lan. Even many masters of the human clan sects were asking, what kind of bad luck did a small human clan sect like the Sword Sect have? Two astonishing geniuses like Ding Hao and Zhang Fan appeared? Countless large sects have visited the human race in search of talented young people to train, but they have never been able to find these two stunning and unparalleled talents.