Chapter 4399 Spell

"Behead your late self today."

"My glory, my pride, my past!"

"Seven kills, tempering the killing move, the final strike is actually destroying myself!"

Sima Langhu raised his head.

He suddenly understood the true meaning of Seven Kills.

A gust of wind picked up.

Suddenly it turned into an invisible sword and slashed towards Sima Langhu's body.

"Destroyed!"

This sword was not earth-shattering, nor was any vision born.

Just an ordinary knife.

But it cut off Sima Langhu's special physique and his past self.

The eighth level of the Immortal King Realm!

Sima Langhu broke through.

The shadow of the wolf and tiger disappeared.

Sima Langhu takes another step forward!

The medicinal power of Diyuan Great Pill dissipated.

But Sima Langhu is still making breakthroughs.

He was refining the remaining power of blood in the shackles and special physique that he had cut off.

The ninth level of the Immortal King Realm!

Sima Langhu's breakthrough was so light and calm!

The shadow behind him that had dispersed appeared again.

But this time it is no longer a wolf and tiger, but a dragon and elephant.

Ten dragons and ten elephants!

"After breaking and standing, the physique transforms!"

Song Changqing couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise when he saw Sima Langhu's changes.

If the body of tiger and wolf is only a medium special physique, then the body of dragon and elephant is a superior special physique.

The physical strength and the blessing of Qi and blood are simply incomparable!

"This Sima Langhu has reached this point. As long as he grows up smoothly, the threshold of the Supreme Realm may not be able to stop him! He is 70% sure that he can step into the peak of the Supreme Realm, and 50% of the hope is , half step to the level of Tianzun, 30% hope to successfully enter the level of Tianzun realm!”

At this time, Gu Tongtian slowly spoke.

His eyes shone with hope.

He didn't expect that the person he trained casually could reach this level!

"A mere mud-legged guy can actually reach this level. Why does he have it?"

An immortal king from the Song family refused to accept it, and he couldn't help but roar in grief.

He is a strong man on the seventh level of the Immortal Lord Realm, and he is still worthy of recognition even in Qingtian City.

Logically speaking, he should be aloof and aloof.

However, he did not expect that Sima Langhu, a mud-legged man who had never been in his eyes, would actually have the strength to climb on top of him.

The gap in his heart made him scream.

"After three days of separation, you should be impressed! You have been waiting for too long to sit in the top family's position and you can't clearly see your position! Now, you should also recognize your position and get rid of that superior mentality. "

In a blink of an eye.

Sima Langhu appeared in front of the Immortal Lord of the Song family.

His aura became more powerful, like an unscalable mountain.

The Immortal Lord of the Song family actually felt suffocated when he faced Sima Langhu.

Both are strong men at the level of the Immortal Lord. Even though he is only two smaller realms lower than Sima Langhu, there is a huge difference in the aura between the two.

"Sima Langhu, please stop being rude!"

Gu Tongtian scolded.

Although he was scolding in name, his eyes showed indescribable joy.

He did not expect that Sima Langhu, who was fighting for his face like this, could now overpower the vast majority of Immortal Lord Realm experts.

If Sima Langhu is the number one powerful person in the Immortal Lord Realm in Qingtian City.

I'm afraid no one in this city can stand up and oppose!

"Sima Langhu!"

Qin Shuang narrowed his eyes and looked at Sima Langhu. He couldn't help but praise him and said: "A hero comes from a young man!"

The Qin family is different from the Song family.

They had never had any conflict with Sima Langhu.

Qin Shuang completely wanted to make friends with Sima Langhu.

"This Sima Langhu cannot be kept!"

At this moment, Nangong Yinglie's heart burst out with strong murderous intent.

The way of battle.

Break through the innate limits of life.

And that amazing will to fight.

The three are combined into one. If Sima Langhu grows up, he may become a stumbling block for their bloody world to conquer the underworld universe!

Nangong Yinglie sent a signal to the bloody world.

Asking for support from more powerful people in the bloody world.

It may be useless for others to send out such signals for help, but he, Nangong Yinglie, has a powerful Nangong family behind him.

His request still counts!

"If you two want to fight, do it quickly!"

Sima Langhu said calmly.

He no longer paid attention to the current level of fighting.

After all, from a certain perspective, he has already entered the supreme level of combat!

"Nangong Yinglie, in this battle, let your bones pave the way for my Song family to return to the throne!"

Song Changqing said.

His blood became boiling and strong.

Sima Langhu has risen, and if he wants to stay in Qingtian City, he will definitely become a new force.

The resources and forces in this city have been divided. If he comes in force, he will definitely take food from their mouths.

Who gives this land?

Who will hand over the resources?

In the future, it will definitely become the focus of struggle in Qingtian City.

If he wins, there is still room for negotiation. If he loses, Sima Langhu will inevitably rise on the bones of the Song family.

Everything in the future of the Song family will become food in Sima Langhu's mouth.

"Xue Gang!"

Nangong Yinglie slowly raised his hand, and a stream of blood-powered Qi suddenly emerged.

The Qi was like a knife, slashing down suddenly.

This world was split in half by Nangong Yinglie's slashing!

"Vajra Talisman!"

Song Changqing sketched the talisman in the air.

Who would have thought that the surging Qi and blood that Song Changqing had just displayed were all a kind of confusion.

His real killer was the talisman.

It was only recorded in the most confidential books of the Song family.

Song Changqing, the patriarch of the four major families of the Song family, entered the Tao through talismans, and then became a martial artist and broke into the supreme realm.

So this rune is the real trump card in Song Changqing's hand.

And the Qi and blood just now were just a kind of sleight of hand.

The long knife of the Qi did not cut the Vajra Talisman.

Song Changqing's iron fist has been thrown, and the eighteen True Dragon Talismans as an aid have increased the power of this punch by at least three times.

Tyrant Fist!

This is a punch of the utmost strength and masculinity.

When a punch is thrown, the world becomes dark.

The surging blood and qi are like a river bursting its banks.

The phantoms of the eighteen blood-colored real dragons all appear, baring their fangs and claws, and rush towards Nangong Yinglie.

Nangong Yinglie's figure is upright, and a huge handprint is slapped out, shaking the world.

"Blood Shadow Handprint!"

As soon as Nangong Yinglie used this move, he directly destroyed all the phantoms transformed by the eighteen blood-colored real dragons.

The two sides clashed.

The first move turned out to be a tie.

"Good!"

Song Changqing praised, and then he gathered strength again and made another move.

The void trembled.

A handprint burst out.

"Let my void handprint test the power and magical power of your blood shadow handprint!"

Song Changqing roared, his voice like thunder, rolling out, and even made the whole battlefield tremble.

A palm evolved from the power of nothingness gradually took shape in the air, and finally fell. The power contained in it was like a raging storm, and no one could stop it for a while!

"The Great Handprint of the Void! Song Changqing has practiced this magical power after years of seclusion!"

At this time, Qin Shuang, who was standing on the wall of Qingtian City, showed a shocked expression.

"What is the origin of this Great Handprint of the Void?"

Sima Langhu asked.

Fang Yue's demon clone also mastered the power of nothingness, and a branch of this power of nothingness is the power of the void.

However, Fang Yue's understanding of the power of nothingness is not very deep. Although he has roughly mastered some magical powers related to the power of nothingness, he is far from being able to command it.

Now seeing Song Changqing perform the Great Handprint of the Void, he can take this opportunity to have a deeper understanding and comprehension of this power!

"It's hard to trace the origin of this Void Great Handprint, but when Qingtian City was just established, there were three stone tablets circulating in the city."

"These three stone tablets are engraved with three peerless martial arts, and the Void Great Handprint is one of them! This method is difficult to learn and master. It is said that this Void Great Handprint has a total of nine levels! Generally, the third level of the Supreme Realm is already unique in this Supreme Realm, but Song Changqing is now performing the fourth level of the Void Great Handprint - Void Shadow, which is even more powerful and is said to be able to kill even the strong men in the Tianzun Realm!"

In order to gain Sima Langhu's favor, Qin Shuang said everything.

"The fourth style of the Void Great Handprint?!"

Sima Langhu observed carefully.

Sure enough, this handprint split into billions of handprints.

Each handprint is a projection of Song Changqing's handprint just now, but it can be switched with the original handprint and has 100% of its power.

The power of one palm permeates the void.

It is equivalent to millions of palms attacking.

If it hits, let alone the blood-colored creatures at the Supreme Realm, even if a great master at the Tianzun Realm comes in person, he may not be able to bear it.

"Blood Shadow Clone, Rebirth with Blood Drops!"

Nangong Yinglie is experienced, although he does not know the specific principle of this void big handprint.

But when he saw the thousands of palm prints coming.

He knew that this palm was not easy to take!

Just because it is not easy to take does not mean that it cannot be taken.

There is an ancient inheritance in this Qingtian City, and they also have excellent means in their bloody world.

Nangong Yinglie's body exploded and turned into billions of blood drops.

Each blood drop turned into a clone of Nangong Yinglie, and they actually took action to resist the countless palm prints that came from the void.

"The art of clones!"

Sima Langhu's eyes lit up.

This battle is really exciting!

Whether it is Nangong Yinglie or Song Changqing, they are definitely the top in this Supreme Realm.

The means they displayed are also shocking.

The two sides fought and had thousands of magical powers.

If it were a slightly mediocre Supreme Realm, he would have fallen by now!

Only these two could fight so fiercely.

"Curse!"

At this time.

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the battlefield.

The millions of little people that Nangong Yinglie transformed into cast spells at the same time.

Each spell turned into an obscure text.

These words surrounded Song Changqing tightly, making Song Changqing unable to move.

"What kind of evil method is this!"

Song Changqing was shocked and angry.

With his magical powers, he couldn't get out of this spell.

This spell was constantly absorbing the blood and energy in his body and integrating it into Nangong Yinglie's body.

"This is my original parasitic divine spell. Each curse seal has its own vitality. They are like parasites. They can continuously absorb the vitality and blood power from your body and merge into my body, becoming mine. Nutrients and supplements!”

Nangong Yinglie said with a crazy look.

"This kind of spell will harm the world. Every time it is used, it will damage my luck and soul power. This is the third time I have used it. But as long as all the energy and blood in your body are swallowed up and integrated into my body, I will definitely break through two more small realms and reach the peak of the supreme realm. The luck of the breakthrough can probably offset the energy and blood damaged by my spell! So, just become a part of my body!"

Nangong Yinglie laughed.

"This is an evil magic. We must not allow him to successfully cast it. Once Song Changqing is killed, it will be our turn next!"

Qin Shuang suddenly said anxiously.