flstandardbreds Chapter 1581
Chapter 1581
They are really no match for Ning Feng.
Even if they didn't want to believe it, they had to accept this reality as they looked down on low-level tribes like Ning Feng.
Faced with this devastating siege, Ning Feng simply raised his hand coldly.
"Nine Secrets of Covering the Sky - All!"
Ten times the combat power erupted again.
But this time, the outbreak was based on his impact on the ultimate holy realm.
That aura instantly surpassed that of an ordinary semi-saint and even faintly touched the threshold of a true saint.
The Ultimate Holy Realm, this is the Ultimate Holy Realm. Even if you haven't truly entered this level, as long as you trigger the ultimate power, you will still be terrifyingly powerful.
boom,
The phantoms of chaotic gods and demons roared to the sky, as if they wanted to break free from their restraints and descend into the world.
"Nine Secrets: Go!"
His figure turned into countless afterimages in the sea of thunder and countless attacks.
The speed was so fast that it exceeded the king's perception limit, as if it existed simultaneously between the gaps of every attack.
"Nine Secrets: Prediction!"
Divine light flowed in his eyes, and the trajectories, energy nodes, and fatal weaknesses of all attacks in the next few breaths unfolded in his mind like a clear picture scroll.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Ning Feng moved.
He did not choose to confront all attacks head-on, but instead cut in precisely with a combination of foresight and extreme speed.
He ignored the black ice that froze the space, and his figure flashed, appearing behind the king of the Xuanbing clan.
The fist print, wrapped in chaotic thunder and ten times the combat power, hit the back of the Black Ice King.
Simple, direct, and extremely brutal.
"I'll give you this punch, return the Xuanbing!"
Click.
The ice crystal holy body that the Black Ice King was so proud of exploded like fragile glass, and his terrified soul was completely swallowed up by the holy thunder that followed.
Bang bang bang.
It turned into ice crystal dust all over the sky and was evaporated by thunder and fire.
After several attacks, Ning Feng fled without looking back.
The next moment, Ning Feng appeared in the core of the poisonous vine forest where the King of Grass was growing wildly.
Facing the attack that covered the sky and the earth, Ning Feng simply put his fingers together like swords, and his fingertips were surrounded by the extremely compressed power of chaotic gods and demons and the holy thunder.
"This finger returns the grass and trees to nature!"
嗤，
A gray sword light condensed to the extreme shot out, ignoring the layers of vine defenses, and accurately penetrated the original core of the King of Grass hidden in the deepest part of the forest.
The wildly growing death forest withered and charred in an instant, and then turned into ashes.
The King of Plants let out a scream that was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice.
Then, the entire body, along with the essence of the soul, was completely annihilated in the sword light and thunder and fire, like burning dry grass.
"Roar!" The Blood Demon King's filthy sea of blood finally arrived, bringing with it the evil intention of corroding everything.
Ning Feng did not dodge or evade, but opened his mouth and took a breath.
"Swallowing Heaven Demon Technique!"
A black vortex, a hundred times more terrifying than the one he used to deal with the Blood Demon King, appeared in front of him.
The center of the vortex seemed to be connected to the chaotic nothingness.
The surging sea of blood, which was enough to defile a king-level powerhouse, was like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, being madly swallowed by the whirlpool.
Then, quickly refine and decompose.
The Blood Demon King's remaining head let out a desperate wail.
He could feel that the last source of his life was being forcibly stripped away and devoured.
Is he going to die?
The avatar was in disbelief and extremely terrified. He thought, how could a king fall like this?
"No, no, Ningfeng, even if I die, I will curse you..."
The curse stopped abruptly, and his head, along with the filthy sea of blood, was completely swallowed up by the whirlpool, refined into the purest chaotic energy, which fed back to Ning Feng himself.
The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art is so terrifying.
In a flash, the three kings fell.
It was almost overwhelming, no one could resist it, it was impossible to stop it.
Everyone standing by, whether they were kings from various royal families or other powerful royal figures, were all terrified when they saw this scene.
Ning Feng is like a reaper walking on the edge of a sea of thunder and death. Every time he strikes, a king will die.