Chapter 1646 Eighth Level

"How is this possible? How did he endure it? This is absolutely impossible!"

The person in charge of the Wuling Clan obviously cannot Accepting the fact that Feng Hao could compete with the body of the God Lord in their clan, including Fat Fox on the side, also looked dumbfounded at this moment.

The body of the God of the Witch Spirit Clan represents the ultimate of the entire Witch Spirit Clan and is also the most powerful. If someone can compete with it, doesn’t it mean that his talent is comparable to that of the most powerful? !

Not only them, but also the people in the Tenth City seemed unable to accept this fact. No one said anything at the scene, and they could no longer describe their feelings in words.

"Human Emperor's Mansion, the body of Xuwu, is he the reincarnation of the God of Nothingness?!"

After a long time, Fat Fox murmured.

Although they are unwilling to admit it, it is a fact that the God of Nothingness once went to the Witch Spirit Clan and escaped unscathed!

If he had that ability, wouldn’t the Lord of the Wuling Clan have left this powerful enemy behind? !

The God of Nothingness left safely, which shows that the God of the Wuling Tribe was defeated at that time! Now, the scene back then is probably about to happen again!

However, at this time, the masked man was launching a violent storm of attacks towards Feng Hao. In his hand, he held a long scythe made of cyan runes, carrying an astonishing evil spirit and flexible Every vital part that attacked Feng Hao was as fast as an afterimage.

However, Feng Hao’s speed is no less than him, and the golden long sword in his hand, which is condensed with fighting spirit and five ultimate talents, is no less than the long scythe in his hand. Both offensive and defensive, there was no panic at all. However, the fighting spirit bursting out of him was slightly improved in this kind of battle!

The fighting spirit is evolving!

However, Feng Hao did not notice this at this time. In his heart, there was only one word, fight!

"Damn it, how is this guy possible?!"

The anger in the masked man's eyes slowly subsided, and his floating emotions stabilized. When Feng Hao came down, the golden long sword in Feng Hao's hand carried such shocking fighting intent that he had no choice but to fight it with all his strength.

However, what frightened him the most was that Feng Hao’s attacks seemed to be getting heavier every time!

He has a very strong feeling that his opponent is getting stronger, and he is improving his own strength at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This feeling caused a feeling of fear to rise in his heart. He could not understand that this person could continue to improve in the Hundred Clans Tower.

However, now he has to be hostile to this kind of person, and the other person is still from the human race!

This is what he can’t stand the most!

When the human race rose up strongly and trampled the Wuling tribe under their feet, he did not dare to forget this shame.

"The body of nothingness must die!"

A cold murderous intention flashed in the masked man's eyes, and with a cruel heart, he bit his tongue. He fell down, and then quickly retreated towards the rear.

"Pfft!"

A stream of blood spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the two green scythes in his hands. It did not drip. On the contrary, It was actually absorbed by the scythe!

“With my divine blood, the divine patterns will be opened!”

The masked man’s mouth was bleeding, and he spat out two evil words.

　“Buzz!...”

As a buzzing sound resounded, the green runes on his body actually came to life and no longer attached to him. Instead, a real substance emerged from his body. Between the cyan light, there was an occasional flash of blood.

“I actually forced you to use the divine mark!”

The face of the person in charge of the Wuling Clan changed, and sweat overflowed from his palms.

He knew very well the cost of using divine patterns, and he also knew why the masked man was so desperate... This was obviously to get rid of the powerful enemy in front of him at all costs!

However, at this time, although the masked man once again burst out with unprecedented power, no one shouted for him. Instead, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Hao, as if they wanted to know this person from the human race. How can a strong person face this killing move?

Facing the masked man who looked like a mad demon, Feng Hao didn't have any fear in his eyes. As the fighting spirit spewed out, the long sword in his hand became a little longer.

Moreover, on his body, the golden energy slowly filled his whole body in the form of a Xuanwu formation. It looked like he was wearing a golden armor. unbreakable!

"Go to hell, divine pattern and magic seal!"

The masked man's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he looked a little hysterical. As he shouted wildly, the green runes floating around him began to move, and slowly, they condensed into the head of a demon.

The huge demon head, five meters high, looks particularly frightening. There are faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the evil spirit rises, and there is a faint sound in the surrounding area for several miles.A group of ghosts formed.

“He can actually seal!”

Many people exclaimed, with incredible looks in their eyes.

You must know that this is in the Baizu Tower, and there is no power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth at all. Therefore, except for some physical skills, any martial arts that require the power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth cannot be condensed. can use!

However, no one expected that the body of the God of the Witch Spirit Tribe would unleash such a powerful move, condensing a large seal with runes to suppress Feng Hao!

"At least the eighth level of strength has been reached!"

Xue Mo made a judgment, his face a little gloomy.

Who would have thought that the masked man could condense a divine seal to enhance his own strength. With another level of strength, he could already suppress Feng Hao steadily.

Hearing what he said, Qiong Ling'er and Yan Qing's hearts tightened. Only Xiao Qingmeng was still full of confidence in his father.

"Seal!"

The masked man seemed to be struggling a little. Veins suddenly appeared on his arms, and he was slightly panting. When he pressed his palm, a large seal was formed. The shocking evil energy hit Feng Hao.

"Eighth level?"

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed, his body crouched slightly, and then, his whole body turned into a sharp arrow and shot out, The golden sword in his hand slashed towards the fallen seal without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the long sword in Feng Hao's hand was broken directly, and a huge force hit him. Terrifying cracks also appeared on the divine armor on his body, and the whole person was thrown directly away.

"Kick, kick, kick..."

After taking more than a dozen big steps back, leaving a series of deep holes, Feng Hao finally settled down. , his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out. Although he swallowed it back, his face turned a little pale.