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Chapter 306

As the smoke of gunpowder dissipated and the snow stopped, everyone's eyes looked at the location where the Nine Sons Divine Thunder exploded.

When he saw that there was nothing there, a hint of pity and gratitude flashed in Zhao Xingzhou's eyes.

"Fortunately, the Holy Son of Yanmo has been practicing for a short time. If we give him more time to communicate with the world inside and outside, absorb spiritual energy, and break through the limits of the human body, we may all die today."

You should know that the human body is like an engine, and the life magnetic field formed by the power of the mind is the power. The stronger the body, the stronger the attack formed by the power of the mind, especially after practicing the virtual practice, which can interfere with reality.

Not long after the Holy Son of Yanmo broke through Jianxu, he communicated with the inside and outside world, absorbed spiritual energy, and transformed his body with the power of his mind. His power had surpassed the four people present. If he gave him more time to consolidate his cultivation, or even completed the evolution of the martial arts body, he might be dead.

Ye Junxi looked scared, and a hint of glory flashed in Wei Yangyan's eyes like a robot.

But just when they thought the Holy Son of Yama had died under the Nine Sons' Divine Thunder, a gentle sigh came into their ears like a death knives of death.

"Yes, you four can push me to this point, and you are proud enough to get to the bottom of the Nine Springs."

"How is that possible?" Zhao Xingzhou looked at the place where the sound came in disbelief, and saw that the clothes on the Holy Son of Yanmo had turned into ashes, leaving only a pair of tattered pants. The Pluto magic sword was also undulating beside him, and the light was as weak as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Especially his face, nose, ears, eyes and other elbows were bleeding, and his already pale face looked completely like a human than a ghost.

"This Nine-Son Divine Thunder is indeed very powerful, which makes me self-destruct the Ghost King's Cloak. With the power of the Nether God's Sword, I also used the secret technique of the Soul-Washing Sutra, which is 'no regained', and then I can escape."

The Holy Son of Yanmo looked at the three of them in fear, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But now I am stepping into the cultivation of the emptiness, and the internal and external convergence. Although this secret method of 'no retribution' destroying the body's body has huge side effects, it is nothing to me now."

But just as the Holy Son of Yama was halfway through his speech, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from behind him.

When they saw this figure, the other two were fine, but Ye Junxi's face changed: "Zuo Zhicheng, is this guy looking for death now?"

Although the other two people didn't know Zuo Zhicheng, they almost had the same idea when they looked at the man who suddenly appeared.

But the next moment, what happened in front of them made them open their mouths and their eyes almost popped out.

Zuo Zhicheng was expressionless and his blood was surging all over his body. He had already used the method of tilting the force of Tianhe to hit Yanmo Saint Son with one punch.

If the Holy Son of Yanmo just appeared, when Zuo Zhicheng appeared, his expression was still natural, and his mind was reversing. If he wanted to catch the other party, then when Zuo Zhicheng punched out and his eyes changed, his eyes had already changed wildly.

But without waiting for his thinking to react next, an unstoppable force was already focused on his vest, just like a mountain torrent and mudslides falling, and the Holy Son of Yanmo was undisputedly knocked out by a punch. He was in mid-air and had already spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How is that possible!" Zhao Xingzhou's expression changed wildly.

Ye Junxi's eyes were confused, as if she could not believe what was happening in front of her.

Wei Yangyan's body was shocked and his face was full of incredible.

Zuo Zhicheng looked at their bodies that they wanted to move and shook his head at them: "Stand there, don't get in the way."

Before the three of them could react after hearing Zuo Zhicheng's words, Zuo Zhicheng paused suddenly, his legs swelled violently, and his body did not move, but the mountain rock under his feet had been directly crushed out of two large pits.

The next moment, there was a loud bang, just like a rocket launch. Zuo Zhicheng's body disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in front of the Holy Son of Yama a hundred meters away.

At this time, the Holy Son of Yanmo was still flashing in his mind. His consciousness had just recovered. A palm had magnified in his eyes again and pressed directly on his forehead. With a bang, the Holy Son of Yanmo's whole face was directly pressed to the ground, dragging it for more than ten meters.

"Get out!" With a shout of sensation, the terrifying mental power burst out, instantly pushing Zuo Zhicheng and all the materials around him, forming a space that repels everything.

However, in mid-air, Zuo Zhicheng exerted force violently, and with the increase of the gravity of the Earth Demon, he had quickly landed on the ground. Then his figure flashed and he had already flashed towards the Holy Son of Yanmo again.

But this time, the Holy Son of Yanmo was prepared. He turned around and his palm, and the power of his mind rushed out like a mad dragon, but it was not any crushing force, but a rising force.

You should know that only by stepping on the earth can we borrow strength from the ground and exert all kinds of power. Human beings can exert force from all directions, but it is very difficult to exert force on the ground because there is no place to borrow strength.

So when the Yanmo Saint Son used this move, all the snow and gravels around him floated up, and Zuo Zhicheng had to float up because of the gravity being offset.

In mid-air, even he was very difficult to exert force normally. The advantage of ** power was offset at once. After all, his feet could not leverage his strength, and his speed dropped by more than 60%.

Looking at his body floating in the air, Zuo Zhicheng waved his hand and carefully felt his body being lifted by the power of his mind.

‘It is similar to what Prometheus said, it is a special thing, similar to electromagnetic fields. However, as a field source, it still has boundaries and distances, so it still cannot fly.’

The Holy Son of Yanmo took advantage of this and finally saw Zuo Zhicheng's appearance clearly. After the series of combos just now, he was really scared and sweated. If he had not achieved the cultivation of emptiness and had been using the power of his mind to cover himself, provide defense and increase his strength and speed, he would probably have been seriously injured even if he did not die.

"Zuo Zhicheng..." An unexpected look flashed in his eyes: "I didn't expect that in such a short time, your martial arts skills have improved so much, and your potential is beyond my estimate a little."

On the other side, Ye Junxi and others also looked at Zuo Zhicheng in shock, especially Zhao Xingzhou, with disbelief in their eyes: "This explosive power is far beyond me, how is it possible?"

"He is Zuo Zhicheng?"

Ye Junxi nodded: "This idiot is really looking for death! Let's take this opportunity to leave quickly. The Holy Son of Yanmo has reached the realm of practice and practice, and it is no longer something we can compete with."

Zhao Xingzhou's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to leave, but he couldn't let go of the arrogance in his heart.

Just as the three of them were hesitating, there was a change over there again.

Zuo Zhicheng looked at Yan Mo Shengzi and said, "I have basically seen your strength clearly before, so you can rest assured..."

With Zuo Zhicheng's voice, his body gradually began to expand violently, just like a balloon inflated, and his whole body suddenly expanded. With the drastic changes in his body, a stream of breath that was extremely strong swept over, making Yan Mo Saint Son breathing became a little difficult.

"Because next, I will try not to kill you as much as possible."
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