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 lies in the strength of the spirit within them. In addition, it depends on the level of the individual to activate greater power!

In terms of weapon spirit, Feng Hao has absolute confidence in the Heaven-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 thunder clouds in the sky are not formed naturally. It took Feng Hao a lot of effort these days to find out that in these thunder clouds, there is not only the energy of thunder attribute, but also a lot of divine punishment energy!

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 showed an even trend!

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"This is impossible!"

The Tyrant Holy Son couldn't believe that the divine weapon in his hand was actually held back by the spirit of a spiritual weapon. At this moment, a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

Although it was just a brief confrontation, he already knew very well that the other party was stronger than him in every aspect!

Although he didn't want to believe it, he knew it was an indisputable fact!

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

Sweat beaded on the forehead of the Holy Son Tyrant, but he did not notice that there was a vibrato in his voice.

He is afraid!

"I don't have as good an opportunity as your Tyrant Son, I'm just a spiritual weapon."

Feng Hao's footsteps were still approaching, and there was no color in his eyes. On the contrary, his face was cautious, 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 he was about a hundred meters away, Feng Hao stopped and spoke in a cold voice.

"You are happy too early!"

A flash of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Tyrant Saint, and suddenly he threw out the divine cauldron in his hand, "Sacrifice the cauldron with blood!"

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

"boom!……"

The divine cauldron was majestic, shaking violently, causing a sensation all around. 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,

Immediately, Dalong was kicked out dozens of meters away, and his body immediately dimmed.

"roar!……"

The big beast stood tall, its roar shook the sky, and it seemed to be dominating. Its eyes were full of scorn, and it despised all living things. The big dragon attacked again and again, but was knocked away again and again. It didn't look that big at all.

The power of resistance.

"not good!"

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

"snort!"

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 an unparalleled momentum that can crush everything.

"Heaven-shaking handprint!"

Feng Hao's speed did not slow down, and he rushed straight towards him. The dark gray handprint formed by condensing his palms directly hit the Panyun Divine Cauldron.

"clang!……"

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

"Pfft!"

Not far away, Holy Son 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, which was very scary.

Generally speaking, when fighting an enemy with a weapon spirit, only the weapon spirit will be damaged, and it will recover as long as it is cultivated for a period of time, unless the entire weapon is destroyed!

If you want to use the magic 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.

"That's it!"

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

"Boom!..."

In the sound of the earthquake, Holy Son Tyrant was knocked away. However, the bloody scene did not appear. Instead, a bright light burst out from under the broken clothes of Holy Son Tyrant. Feng Hao was stunned.

Under his gaze, his whole person was directly enveloped.

"Just wait to die!"

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

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Seven figures rushed out from various places in the city, surrounding Feng Hao, not giving him a chance to escape. Moreover, the two old men among them took action directly, and the situation suddenly changed, and the space was distorted. They wanted to kill Feng Hao.

Destroyed in it.

"Boom!..."

With the sound of an explosion, the sky and the earth were completely white, and things could not be seen clearly. The space became distorted visibly to the naked eye. Strong winds roared, and the ground was cracked. If there was no protective barrier in Dongding City, I am afraid that this blow would

Half of it will be destroyed.

"They are 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?"

"What a pity. He was originally a figure comparable to the Holy Son, but he was killed here..."

Although many people lamented Feng Hao's death and felt disdain for the behavior of the Tyrant Holy Land, no one stood up to speak and just looked at the vast white area quietly.

"It's it again..."

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

"Bang bang bang..."

Under many stunned eyes, the seven aggressive Tyrant Holy Land elders all fell down dripping with blood. Five of them had their chests shattered and died without even a scream.

Although the two Supreme Elder-level figures were not dead, they had been severely injured and had no power to take action. Their eyes were full of shock and despair.
Chapter completed!