Chapter 1576 It’s It Again

From the information given by Spring, Feng Hao already knew that the Holy Son of Tyrant must have magic weapons under his control, so he came up with a countermeasure early in the morning!

The biggest difference between divine weapons and ordinary psychic treasures is the strength of the spirit inside them. In addition, it depends on the level of one's personal realm to activate greater power!

In terms of weapon spirit, Feng Hao has absolute confidence in the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal. This is a magic weapon used by the God of Nothingness, and it will definitely not be inferior to any magic weapon!

Then, all he cares about is the degree of power!

The thunderclouds in the sky are not formed naturally. It took Feng Hao several days of hard work to find that in this thundercloud, there is not only energy with the attribute of thunder, but also mixed with it. A lot of divine punishment energy is included!

Under Feng Hao’s intentional control, the thunder attribute energy supplemented the consumption of the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal Artifact Spirit, while the Heavenly Punishment energy was used to check and balance the big beast, so the two sides were evenly matched. trend!

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“This is impossible!”

The Holy Son of Tyrant could not believe that the magic weapon in his hand was actually destroyed by a The spirit of the weapon was held back, and at this moment, a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

Although it was only a short confrontation, he already knew very well in his heart that the other party was stronger than him in every aspect!

Although he didn’t want to believe it, he also knew that this was an indisputable fact!

"Your... is also a magic weapon?!"

Sweat dripped from the forehead of the Holy Son of Tyrant, but he did not realize that his voice actually carried A trill.

He is afraid!

"I don't have as good a chance as you, the Holy Son of Tyrant, I'm just a spiritual weapon."

Feng Hao's footsteps are still approaching, but there is no trace in his eyes. Dese, on the contrary, had a cautious look on his face, and the light golden halo on his body became more substantial, as if it were a piece of divine armor.

“You have been defeated!”

When about a hundred meters away, Feng Hao stopped and said in a cold voice.

"You are happy too early!"

A flash of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Tyrant Holy Son, and suddenly he threw the divine tripod in his hand, "With Blood Sacrifice Cauldron!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of essence and blood spurted out, spraying directly on the Panyun Divine Cauldron, and then, it actually seeped into the cauldron!

　"Boom!..."

　GodThe cauldron was majestic, violent vibrations shook the surrounding areas, and the surrounding thunderclouds were shattered. In the distance, the big beast roared wildly, and a violent aura burst out. The forefoot that was suddenly raised was blasted towards the big dragon, and suddenly , Dalong was kicked out dozens of meters away, and his body immediately dimmed.

"Roar!..."

The big beast stands tall and roars loudly. It has the power to dominate itself. Its eyes are full of scorn, and it despises all living creatures. The big dragon once It hit again, but was knocked away again and again. It seemed that there was not much resistance at all.

　“Not good!”

Feng Hao’s expression changed, and he moved his feet. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the Holy Son of Tyrant, with one hand On the palm of the hand, a square formation diagram has been condensed, and the vast and deep aura is condensing.

“Hmph!”

The Holy Son of Tyrant snorted coldly, moved his palm, moved the divine cauldron, and directly hit Feng Hao with the cauldron.

Although the weapon spirit in the divine cauldron has gone out, the pressure is still there. Like an ancient chariot, it rumbles towards Feng Hao with unparalleled momentum, but Shatter everything.

　"Heaven-shaking handprint!"

Feng Hao's speed did not slow down and he rushed straight towards him. The dark gray handprint condensed from his palm hit Pan directly. On top of the Cloud God Cauldron.

"Cang!..."

When the two collided, there was a clanging sound like a metal collision. The divine tripod vibrated, but Feng Hao was shocked. He was shaken some distance away, and his energy and blood fluctuated a bit.

"Pfft!"

Not far away, the Holy Son of Tyrant spewed out a mouthful of blood because of this, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, as white as a piece of paper. , very scary.

Generally speaking, when you use a weapon spirit to fight an enemy, only the weapon spirit will be damaged. It will recover as long as you cultivate for a period of time, unless the entire weapon is destroyed!

If you want to sacrifice the divine weapon, you must attach your mind to the weapon. If you directly attack the weapon, the owner of the weapon will be traumatized!

At this time, the Tyrant Holy Son was in such a situation.

"It's over!"

Under the astonished gaze of the Tyrant Holy Son, Feng Hao quickly approached, and the palm of his hand had already condensed a square formation. , pressed directly on his heart, and then exploded the condensed energy without any hesitation.

　“Boom!…”

In the sound of the earthquake, the Holy Son of Tyrant was blown away, but the original bloody scene did not appear. Instead, under the broken clothes of the Tyrant Son,A bright light burst out from below, and under Feng Hao's stunned gaze, it directly enveloped his entire body.

"You wait to die!"

The Holy Son of Tyrant did not make a sound, but from the shape of his mouth, Feng Hao could tell, Suddenly, his expression turned gloomy.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Seven figures rushed out from all over the city, surrounding Feng Hao, not giving him a chance to escape, and , the two old men among them took action directly, and the situation suddenly changed, and the space was distorted, trying to crush Feng Hao into it.

　"Boom!..."

With the sound of an explosion, the sky and the earth became white, and things could not be seen clearly. The space became distorted visible to the naked eye, and the strong wind howled. , the ground was shattered, and if there was no protective barrier in Dongding City, half of it would be destroyed by this blow.

"It's someone from the Tyrant Holy Land!"

"They actually took action and eradicated this person so forcefully. Are they really not afraid of the forces behind him?"
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"It's a pity that he was originally a figure comparable to the Holy Son, but he was killed here..."

Although many people sigh for Feng Hao's fall, they feel sorry for Ba Tian The behavior of the Holy Land was despicable, but no one stood up to speak, and just looked at the vast white area quietly.

"It's it again..."

In the crowd, Huangfu Wushuang opened his mouth and breathed softly, with a look of surprise and confusion in his eyes. .

　“Bang bang bang…”

Under many stunned eyes, the seven originally menacing elders of the Tyrant Holy Land all fell down dripping with blood. Five of them had their chests shattered, and they had died without even a scream. Although the two Supreme Elder-level figures had not died, they had been severely injured and had no power to take action. , there was shock and despair in his eyes.

As the strong wind settled in the sky, everyone could see that in front of Feng Hao stood a ferocious beast. It was opening its cold and ruthless eyes. Looking down at the world.