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Chapter 1218 Destroyed

"Boom..."

The deafening sound of the explosion continued to come out, and the surrounding passages were shaken a little bit, but it was strange that it had not cracked, and even the howling wind could not leave a tiny trace on the cave wall. .

One by one, the men in iron armor, dressed in iron armor with a very cold light, only had an icy aura all over their bodies, holding iron swords, killing everything, although every time they were repeating the same action, but under such a fierce attack, even Feng Hao If you hit it, you will be severely injured if you don't die.

"Rumble rumble..."

A pitch-black giant palm was suspended in suspension, dark, and full of aura that devoured everything. Around it, there were arcs of silver-white electric arcs, which made this palm full of aura of destruction, as if , if you flip it down, you can really annihilate the entire world.

At this moment, Feng Hao's body is also golden light, the muscles all over his body are bulging high, and the meridians appear, as if he is under great pressure.

When the power of the earth-shattering mudra reached the superintendent realm, this situation was even worse. Every bone groaned like a burden, and the muscles swelled rapidly, and there were signs that it was about to crack.

"Brother Hao..."

Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters all looked at him worriedly, but because they knew his calm personality, the three of them didn't make a sound to stop him, but just watched silently, waiting for him to create a miracle again.

"Om..."

The sky-shattering fingerprints were turbulent, and the sound was burning in bursts. The power was still slowly increasing, and it did not stagnate.

Within half an hour, with the rapid condensing of the Overlord Spirit Formation, the power of the Heaven-shattering Handprint reached the peak of the Martial King. The golden blood flowed out, but it healed quickly.

"Could it be... he wants to condense the power of the Martial Emperor Realm."

Xie Yandong and the others were all shocked and inexplicably shocked, they looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

A person who was suppressed in all directions at the peak of Wuzong, his physical body can still withstand the energy of more than two great realms, which is simply something they can't imagine.

It can be seen that the tyranny of his physical body has reached a level beyond common knowledge.

"Golden blood,

What kind of inheritance did he get? "

People were puzzled.

Originally, only those who reached the emperor realm could change the color of blood and pass it on to future generations. Of course, some of them got some kind of inheritance, so the color of blood would change.

Just like the Holy Son of the Temple of Light that Feng Hao saw, his blood...is black.

However, the inheritance of golden blood makes everyone wonder what kind of characteristics it belongs to.

"Chichi..."

At this time, due to the gradual increase in the power of the Heaven-shattering mudra, the cracks on Feng Hao's body appeared even faster, and, shockingly, the hearts of Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters were all twitched.

"You can add a little more, you can..."

Feng Hao was also holding on at this time, his face was a little grim because of the pressure, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if there was a big mountain pressing on his shoulders.

The iron armored people in front of them are obviously very unusual. They stand there like meat grinders. If anyone dares to break through, they will kill them.

Therefore, if you want to break through, you must destroy it.

Feng Hao didn't feel that he could completely make the Iron Armor lose the ability to resist, so his goal was to condense energy beyond the realm of King Wu.

"Master, you gave me a problem."

Feeling the constant pain coming from his body, Feng Hao felt bitter in his heart.

This is just entering the so-called inner tomb. Who knows what other levels are waiting for him.

If Feng Hao was in the Tianwu Continent, he would not even have the qualifications to enter here, and he would have been torn apart by the beasts in the outer tomb.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao had thousands of complaints in his heart. When Fen Lao left, he didn't tell himself what happened, and now he left this mess again. If he could meet again, he would definitely ask him carefully.

Is there such a pit apprentice?

In this tomb, he does not have the slightest advantage. If it is not strong and tyrannical, the beasts here will not let him go.

This made Feng Hao wonder if he had not really entered the inner tomb here.

If it was the inner tomb, there would definitely be the smell of burning old people, but here, I couldn't feel it at all.

Logically speaking, Master Fen is very clear about his own breath, he shouldn't be unable to feel it.

With these doubts, Feng Hao endured the pain of splitting his body and insisted on gritting his teeth.

He could only pray in his heart that Old Fen should not give him any more problems, otherwise, he would be unable to withstand it.

Perhaps, after entering the real inner tomb, Fen Lao would sense his own existence.

"Rumble rumble..."

After nearly an hour of cohesion, suddenly, the sky-shattering handprint was shocked again, and a huge coercion rolled out, the surrounding space was shaken, and bursts of sonic booms echoed out, resounding through the entire channel.

"Chichi..."

At the same time, Feng Hao's chest, arms, feet, and clothes on his body were all soaked with golden blood, and his body was even more overwhelmed and made a sour sound. His body trembled and he almost fell.

"print."

Almost without hesitation, he pushed the big seal condensed in his hand out and fell to the iron armored man in the distance.

"Boom..."

The huge handprint, as if it were a big mountain, rolled and rolled, bursting out with a sky-shattering explosion, with monstrous might, falling towards the iron-clad man in dire straits.

"Bang bang... ka ka..."

This is really like the hand of a god. The place caused it, destroying all the way, smashing everything. The iron sword of the armored man was cut off, and it was directly broken. The iron armored man, the steel-like body also burst with a bang, and the iron pieces splashed around.

It was just a move. The passage that was originally blocked by the iron-clad people was emptied for a long distance. Among them, at least seventy or eighty iron-clad people were crushed and turned into iron pieces.

"hiss……"

Seeing the power of the Heaven-turning Handprints, everyone could not help but take a breath, and their eyes were full of horror.

If this falls on him, I am afraid that there will be no bones left.

However, Feng Hao's movements did not stagnate for too long. As long as the wounds on his body recovered slightly, he began to condense again.