577: 317 Promotion_3 577: 317 Promotion_3 Demon Blood Vajra Palm!
Its power surpasses the past, unparalleled!
The Sect Hierarch of the Hundred Spirit Sect’s heart was horrified, as he watched a black demon palm rapidly enlarge in his field of vision.
At this mont, he felt like a fly about to be swatted dead!
The face of the Sect Hierarch contorted, and he imdiately sacrificed the Hundred Soul Banner to et the black demon palm.
Bang!
As soon as they touched, the Sect Hierarch experienced a sense of topsy-turvy confusion.
It was an exceedingly strange sensation of chaos.
Not only were his senses of sight, hearing, sll, taste, touch, and perception unable to discern truth from falsehood, but even his cognition of the ti and space he was in beca disordered.
In the next instant, the Sect Hierarch grunted and was struck firmly in the chest by a palm, sending him flying.
He was of the Yang Divine body!
The palm strike scattered his Yang Divine essence into a misty vapor, not even retaining a human shape.
The Sect Hierarch fell from the sky, his dispersed Yang Divine quickly reassembled, condensing back into human form.
However, the injury he sustained was indeed severe; his Yang Divine flickered uncertainly, extrely weak, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.
Zheng Changxiu’s figure flickered to his side, exclaiming, “You just sacrificed the Hundred Soul Banner, but you struck in another direction, not touching An Baopu at all.”
The Sect Hierarch looked horrified and said with a trembling voice, “Just now, I experienced an earth-shattering sense of inversion.”
“Indeed!”
Zheng Changxiu was breathless, shockingly saying, “He possesses a Burst Skill that inverts qiankun, affecting our minds.”
The Sect Hierarch deeply agreed and looked up into the sky.
Fang Zhixing grabbed the Hundred Soul Banner and directly confiscated it.
Seeing this scene, the Sect Hierarch felt a surge of pain.
That Hundred Soul Banner had been forged with countless efforts of his, with dozens of high-ranked experts from the Hundred Cows Realm refined into soul slaves and sealed within, upgrading it to a low-grade, Fifth Level Magic Artifact.
He never imagined a day would co when he would lose the Hundred Soul Banner.
The Sect Hierarch, enraged and ashad, quickly flew his Yang Divine towards the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body and entered it.
Imdiately thereafter, the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body proudly raised its head, visibly becoming more lifelike.
Hoo Hoo~
Red flas burst from the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body, completely transforming into a firebird.
“What does inverting qiankun matter?
I will burn down this entire world!”
The Sect Hierarch, viciously determined, let the flas surge, overwhelming and ruining everything.
The entire Four Symbols Formation was instantly filled with red flas.
The place beca a furnace intent on incinerating everything.
“Burn, burn, burn, burn you to death!”
The Sect Hierarch appeared insane, continuously outputting the Vermilion Bird Sacred Fire.
At that mont, he saw a person walking through the flas.
It was Fang Zhixing!
Fang Zhixing walked within the flas, his body at tis burnt to a crisp, then instantly healing once again.
“How is this possible!”
The Sect Hierarch’s pupils shrank sharply, utterly astonished, “My Vermilion Bird Sacred Fire can’t actually burn him to death!”
Fang Zhixing walked forward calmly, saying indifferently, “After all the trouble, it’s just a trivial trick!”
“…”
The Sect Hierarch was stupefied, his face blank.
If Fang Zhixing was this overwhelmingly invincible from the beginning, then how had he been sealed by the triple seal before?
“Since you like playing with fire so much, I’ll use fire to kill you.”
“Heart Demon Fla!”
Fang Zhixing snapped his fingers, a wisp of black fla erging from his fingertip.
It was like a faint candle fla.
Fang Zhixing flicked his finger, and the black fla shot out, landing on the wing of the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body.
In an instant!
Boom~
The black fla suddenly swelled, like pouring oil on fire.
The red fla covering the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body was quickly replaced and engulfed by the black fla!
“Ahh ahh ahh…”
A shrill scream nearly tore through the Sect Hierarch’s throat.
Heart Fire was ignited again!
It was like sprinkling salt on an old scar.
Endless agony flooded every corner of his body.
The Sect Hierarch was in unbearable pain, feeling a fate worse than death.
The black fla burned from the inside out, and the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body was soon charred inside and out.
“Retrieve!”
With a thought, Fang Zhixing retracted the Vermilion Bird Dharma Body.
With that, the Sect Hierarch’s body and spirit were extinguished, dead beyond dead.
Fang Zhixing turned around, his gaze fixated on the masked woman, curiously asking, “Who are you?”
Zheng Changxiu, with her sword crossed in front of her, sneered, “Victors rule, losers suffer, if you’re going to kill, then kill; why ask for a na?”
Fang Zhixing replied plainly, “According to my observations, the Sect Hierarch held you in awe, your status above his.
So, I’m curious about who you really are.”
Zheng Changxiu took a deep breath, the sword suddenly soared high into the sky, then sharply plumted back down.
“I, speak only with my sword…”
“Starfire Tail Sword!”
Zheng Changxiu seed to have no fear whatsoever.
Fang Zhixing looked up, and only at this mont did he confirm that the masked woman was the strongest among the four.
Moreover, from the beginning until now, she had never used her full strength.
“This move, you can only use once, right?”
Fang Zhixing’s lips curved into a smile, his clear pupils reflecting a falling teor, plumting straight down.
Such might, clearly intending to level the land, to utterly destroy!
Even if Fang Zhixing used “Inverting Yin Yang,” he couldn’t avoid a wide-range attack.
Fang Zhixing moved quickly.
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