Chapter 1614 The Seven Palms of the Blood God

Tang Huan calmed down and concentrated, while the surrounding death energy crazily gathered into his body.

After killing so many opponents, Tang Huan's consumption was naturally not much smaller. However, from the beginning to now, Tang Huan has been absorbing death energy almost all the time. Therefore, even after so long, he

The strength in the body is still quite strong and can be sustained for a long time.

"Coming!"

After a while, Tang Huan suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "The seventeenth-level undead... are really destined!"

In the direction where the woman in red disappeared, there was a powerful aura approaching quickly.

That aura gave Tang Huan a rather familiar feeling. The person coming should be the first seventeenth-level undead he discovered in this second round of selection.

really--

After an instant, a tall black shadow flashed out at the end of the passage. Seventeen heart rings shone brightly on the left chest. Between the palms, the bloody aura swam and entangled like a spiritual snake, and a thick evil spirit roared from the body.

When it comes out, it looks like the god of death rushing out from the depths of hell.

Seeing Tang Huan, the dead spirit was stunned for a moment, then smiled, obviously recognizing that Tang Huan was the first fish that slipped through the net under his control.

"What a coincidence, we meet again!"

The voice of the undead suddenly became extremely ferocious, "I'm Yinhao, remember my name, don't die without knowing whose hands you will die in."

"This is exactly what I want to say to you." Tang Huan stared at the black figure and smiled, "Remember, I'm Youyi!"

"interesting."

Yin Hao smiled sarcastically, and suddenly flapped his giant palms forward like cattail leaf fans.

The blood-red aura like a spiritual snake suddenly turned into two giant blood-colored dragons, roaring forward with teeth and claws. Wherever it passed, a terrifying wave of blood was set off, and the terrifying sense of death was in this passage.

The feeling inside spreads rapidly, as if it wants to obliterate all obstacles in front of it.

"Chi la——"

The corner of Tang Huan's lips slightly raised, and the bloody giant sword in his hand whizzed out almost simultaneously. The familiar sound like cracking silk reverberated in the passage again. The tens of meters long huge sword light rolled up a terrifying bloody hurricane, and in an instant

In a moment, they were already a hundred meters away and collided with the two giant dragons.

"boom!"

The sound of the ringing was earth-shattering, and the entire passage trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse.

The next moment, the blood-blasting sword light and the two bloody dragons collapsed almost at the same time, and the terrifying energy raged crazily, instantly turning into a terrifying impact force towards Yin Hao and the pseudonym "

"Youyi" Tang Huan roared away like a turbulent wave, but the two figures remained motionless.

"Huh?"

Yin Hao exclaimed in a low voice, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Since the second round of selection of the "Emperor Spirit Ceremony" began, his method has been invincible, and no opponent can block his attack. Of course.

, this is also the reason why he did not fight against other seventeenth-level masters.

He often met other seventeenth-level masters in the passage, but both sides stayed away from each other with a tacit understanding. Naturally, they had the same idea as Tang Huan. When fighting at this time, no matter who wins,

If you lose, you will end up taking advantage of other opponents.

Therefore, Yin Hao relied on this method to fight his way down, winning consecutive battles, killing as many as 107 opponents, and he had no doubts about becoming the prince.

But now, a sixteenth-level guy made him miss.

After a brief moment of surprise, thick anger emerged from Yin Hao's eyes. Immediately, he snorted coldly, made a fist with his right hand, raised it suddenly, and then blasted out like lightning, a huge black fist shadow instantly

Penetrating a lot of energy, he roared forward riding the wind and waves.

Tang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the bloody giant sword in his hand suddenly dispersed, and he directly reached out and grabbed it with his claws.

"laugh--"

Amidst the extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air, the huge blood-red claw shadow tore through the void, and faced the black fist shadow at a terrifying speed, seemingly capable of grabbing the entire void.

Tang Huan really wanted to use this undead body to perform the sword-death style inherited from the Five God-casting Styles, or turn the sword into a spear and perform the spear-killing style, but Tang Huan gave up in the end.

The undead elder named Wo Yu must be able to know this battle clearly. Whether it is death by sword or death by gun, after all, they are the combat skills of human monks, and they are unparalleled. With Wo Yu's eyesight, he can say that

Maybe you can see the secret and suspect Tang Huan's identity.

For the sake of safety, Tang Huan did not intend to use the common methods of the undead, even the fist sealing style.

Anyway, even if he was defeated, there was no problem in escaping. He didn't take the outcome of this battle that seriously, so Tang Huan's mentality was naturally very relaxed.

"boom!"

In less than a blink of an eye, the blood-red giant claws landed on the black fist shadow, and the two exploded at the same time again, turning into boundless energy and wreaking havoc.

This time the confrontation was evenly matched.

"Whoosh!"

Tang Huan's body was like a stream of light. He directly withstood the force of the rolling impact and shot forward. In the dantian, the "undead puppet" had been activated to the extreme. The left chest of the undead body was

Sixteen heart rings circulated rapidly, exploding with extremely rich blood light.

The next moment, Tang Huan slapped it with one palm.

"call!"

The roaring sound seemed to be able to penetrate cracked gold and stone, and the black palm, which seemed to be condensed with death energy, expanded rapidly like an inflated rubber ball.

At the same time as it expanded, countless blood threads spread rapidly on the surface of the giant palm. After an instant, it was densely packed, like a spider web, and the giant palm seemed to fill the entire passage, rumbling forward and pressing forward like a powerful force.

The thunderbolt seems to be able to crush all obstacles.

"Seven Palms of the Blood God!"

Yin Hao's complexion changed slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity in his expression.

The opponent actually used the "Seven Palms of the Blood God". This method is widely spread among the undead clan. Many undead have practiced it, but few can practice it well. Because this method consumes power,

It is really too big, and few people can support such consumption.

The seven palms of the Blood God, one palm after another, are stacked on top of each other, like wild waves, and their power is extremely terrifying.

The second round of selection for the "Emperor Spirit Ceremony" has now progressed. The opponent named "Youyi" actually still has the energy to use such a method, which shows his majestic power. Moreover, the bloodshot shot from there

Judging from the huge palms, he has obviously achieved some success in practicing the "Seven Palms of the Blood God".

Yin Hao's thoughts were racing, but his reaction was not slow at all.

"You have the 'Seven Palms of the Blood God', and I have the 'Demon Killing Fist'. Let's see which one is more powerful!" Amidst the loud shouts, Yin Hao stepped forward suddenly, and his already tall body seemed to suddenly expand.
Chapter completed!