Chapter 496: Dost Thou Dare!?!?
The flag rumbled out, sweeping over everything, distorting the air, causing the sky to shake, rocking the land. In the blink of an eye, the astonishing flag… shot toward the black-robed man.
His face instantly filled with disbelief as he was sent tumbling backward. He was fast, but not fast enough to avoid the flag of three streamers. Booms filled the air as the flag wrapped around his body and began to strangle him to death!
Popping sounds filled the air as the black spear the man held was shattered into pieces. However, after that happened, the man suddenly coalesced out of the air again off in the distance. This time, he was even more illusory and flickered even more. He was clearly much weaker.
“That flag… that flag….” His eyes were wide as he stared at the flag circulating around Meng Hao.
The man’s body had been exploded by the flag, and weakened greatly. Meng Hao strode forward and once again recited the scripture which he had used against Patriarch Reliance, that tool of the Demon Sealers to make death tremble, the Demon Sealing Scripture:
“Ancient Dao; Tenacious Desire to Seal the Heavens; Benefaction for All in the Mountains; Inevitable Dao Tribulation of the Nine Mountains and Seas; Perennial Will!”
The instant the scripture was uttered, the black-robed man once more retreated backward and let out a miserable howl.
“Dammit! Dammit! You’re too despicable!!” he roared. At this point, how could he not understand that Meng Hao’s purpose in using the flag was to distract him from suppressing the scripture? It had been a very, very long time since he had felt frustration such as this. He had originally stood in a position of ultimate superiority, but in the blink of an eye had been severely weakened. His body had been shattered, and before he could even reform himself, he had been suppressed with the scripture as this damned, despicable bastard once again recited the Demon Sealing Scripture.
Almost at the exact same time as the black-robed man began to retreat, Meng Hao’s eyes suddenly flickered. Take advantage of weakness; take the opponent’s life! That was Meng Hao’s doctrine of fighting. Without hesitation, his right hand waved through the air, causing a band of blood-colored light to shoot toward the black-robed man with incredible speed.
Shockingly, within this bloody beam of light was a Blood Clone!
Ji Clan Blood Clone!
As soon as it appeared, everything in the area was stained with a crimson glow. The black-robed man was suppressed by the scripture; his body trembled as the Blood Clone pounced onto him.
His face completely fell; there was a bang, and his body exploded into pieces. Massive amounts of black mist that made up his devilish will and life force, were absorbed by the Blood Clone.
“I won’t accept this!!” Off in the distance, the black-robed man once again appeared, this time, even weaker than before. He raised his head up and howled. He really couldn’t accept the situation. In his former peak of power, he could easily fight back against even this Blood Clone. But now, he had been weakened even further.
Instantly, a feeling of imminent death flared up in his mind. He could never have possibly imagined that a day would come in which he would actually be slain.
As the Blood Clone closed in on him again, madness filled his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed toward the vortex up in the sky.
“Lonelytomb!” he howled.
As the words echoed out, his body flashed. At the same time, the mist on the altar up in the vortex began to roil. It seemed to be struggling with the faces that existed on its surface. However, the faces suppressed it with the same insanity as before.
As they suppressed the mist, massive amounts of life force and Demonic Qi began to emanate out from the tens of thousands of people that had been surrounded by the mist of the Eight Branch Alliance. All of these Cultivators who had come to participate in the auction began to tremble. Their bodies withered and they aged rapidly. Their life force oozed out from their orifices to merge with Demonic Qi, which then shot toward the whirlpool.
The life force of tens of thousands of people transformed into countless bands of Qi which shot into the whirlpool. After it was madly consumed by the faces; suddenly, nearly half of the faces suddenly shot out from within the mist. They… charged out from within the vortex, shooting through the sky toward the black-robed man.
As they left the vortex, the mist on the altar began to emit intense howls. It was as if there was something inside struggling madly to break out from being sealed.
In the blink of an eye, the faces reached the black-robed man and began to circulate around him. They were filled with cruelty, madness and a thirst for blood as they fused into the black-robed man. As they did, his aura rose up, increasing with shocking intensity.
A billowing black aura roiled, filled with
496 บท: พระองค์ทูลพระองค์กล้าความธง rumbled กวาดทุกอย่าง บิดเบือนอากาศ ทำให้ท้องฟ้าเขย่า โยกที่ดิน ในพริบตา ความน่าอัศจรรย์ธง...ยิงไปทางชายจีวรสีดำใบหน้าของเขาเต็มไป ด้วยศรัทธาได้ทันที ตามที่เขาถูกส่งลอยย้อนหลัง เขาเป็นอย่างรวดเร็ว แต่ไม่เร็วพอที่จะหลีกเลี่ยงธงสามธาร บอมส์เติมอากาศเป็นธงพันรอบร่างกายของเขา และเริ่มที่จะบีบคอเขาตายเสียงดังขึ้นเติมอากาศ ตามหอกดำที่ชายคนนั้นถูกทำลายเป็นชิ้น อย่างไรก็ตาม หลังจากที่เกิดขึ้น คนจู่ ๆ coalesced ออกอากาศอีกครั้งปิดในระยะไกล เวลานี้ เขาได้จริงมากยิ่งขึ้น และ flickered ยิ่งขึ้น เขาก็อ่อนแอกว่าอย่างชัดเจนมาก"ที่ธง...ที่..." ตาของเขาก็กว้าง ตามเขาจ้องไปที่ธงที่หมุนเวียนรอบเมงเฮาร่างกายของมนุษย์มีการกระจาย โดยธง และอ่อนแออย่างมาก เฮา เมงก้าวไปข้างหน้า และอัลคัมภีร์ซึ่งเขาได้ใช้กับพึ่งพระ เครื่องมือที่ของครั่งปีศาจให้ตายสั่น ปีศาจปิดผนึกคัมภีร์ อีกครั้ง:"ดาวโบราณ หวงแหนปรารถนาที่จะประทับตราสวรรค์ สำหรับทั้งหมดในภูเขา benefaction ดาวทุกข์ยากหลีกเลี่ยงไม่ได้ของเก้าภูเขาและทะเล ยืนต้นจะ"ทันทีที่พระคัมภีร์ได้พูด ชายชุดดำอีกครั้งสภาพระส่ำย้อนหลัง และให้ออกหอนอนาถ“Dammit! Dammit! You’re too despicable!!” he roared. At this point, how could he not understand that Meng Hao’s purpose in using the flag was to distract him from suppressing the scripture? It had been a very, very long time since he had felt frustration such as this. He had originally stood in a position of ultimate superiority, but in the blink of an eye had been severely weakened. His body had been shattered, and before he could even reform himself, he had been suppressed with the scripture as this damned, despicable bastard once again recited the Demon Sealing Scripture.Almost at the exact same time as the black-robed man began to retreat, Meng Hao’s eyes suddenly flickered. Take advantage of weakness; take the opponent’s life! That was Meng Hao’s doctrine of fighting. Without hesitation, his right hand waved through the air, causing a band of blood-colored light to shoot toward the black-robed man with incredible speed.Shockingly, within this bloody beam of light was a Blood Clone!Ji Clan Blood Clone!As soon as it appeared, everything in the area was stained with a crimson glow. The black-robed man was suppressed by the scripture; his body trembled as the Blood Clone pounced onto him.His face completely fell; there was a bang, and his body exploded into pieces. Massive amounts of black mist that made up his devilish will and life force, were absorbed by the Blood Clone.
“I won’t accept this!!” Off in the distance, the black-robed man once again appeared, this time, even weaker than before. He raised his head up and howled. He really couldn’t accept the situation. In his former peak of power, he could easily fight back against even this Blood Clone. But now, he had been weakened even further.
Instantly, a feeling of imminent death flared up in his mind. He could never have possibly imagined that a day would come in which he would actually be slain.
As the Blood Clone closed in on him again, madness filled his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed toward the vortex up in the sky.
“Lonelytomb!” he howled.
As the words echoed out, his body flashed. At the same time, the mist on the altar up in the vortex began to roil. It seemed to be struggling with the faces that existed on its surface. However, the faces suppressed it with the same insanity as before.
As they suppressed the mist, massive amounts of life force and Demonic Qi began to emanate out from the tens of thousands of people that had been surrounded by the mist of the Eight Branch Alliance. All of these Cultivators who had come to participate in the auction began to tremble. Their bodies withered and they aged rapidly. Their life force oozed out from their orifices to merge with Demonic Qi, which then shot toward the whirlpool.
The life force of tens of thousands of people transformed into countless bands of Qi which shot into the whirlpool. After it was madly consumed by the faces; suddenly, nearly half of the faces suddenly shot out from within the mist. They… charged out from within the vortex, shooting through the sky toward the black-robed man.
As they left the vortex, the mist on the altar began to emit intense howls. It was as if there was something inside struggling madly to break out from being sealed.
In the blink of an eye, the faces reached the black-robed man and began to circulate around him. They were filled with cruelty, madness and a thirst for blood as they fused into the black-robed man. As they did, his aura rose up, increasing with shocking intensity.
A billowing black aura roiled, filled with
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