One of the seventy-two magical powers!

When he heard Ye Feng's words, Old Man Wuxiang's body trembled violently!

Back then, he seemed to have broken into the secret realm of Yama!

There, there are countless white bones!

Among them, the seventy-two white bones are the most powerful, and the strength of each one is comparable to the current three major existences!

According to rumors, those seventy-two white bones are called the Seventy-Two Bone Angels!

He stole this formless magical skill from one of the Bone Angels!

Could it be that this is true?

Old Man Wuxiang's heart was filled with huge waves, unbelievable!

And the other three giants, including Styx, even exploded!

At this moment, their eyes on Ye Feng became more and more fanatical!

Boom boom boom!

The battle still continues!

Old Man Wuxiang was suppressed every time he made a move!

This made him furious!

"I don't believe that a small sculpture can compare to my 100,000 years of hard work!"

Old Man Wuxiang is crazy!

His current strength is stronger than the three major giants, but he is suppressed by a sculpture of the First Lord that has been silent for millions of years. This is simply a shame for him!

At that moment, under each punch, the power of the punch was rolling and the pressure was overwhelming!

Every punch and every move showed his strongest fighting power!

Click, click, click!

Under this violent attack, cracks began to appear densely on the First Lord's sculpture!

It seems like it will explode at any moment!

See this scene!

Ye Feng smiled slightly!

"Do you think you can win if you try your best?"

"ridiculous!"

Follow his words!

"King Kong is invincible!!!"

boom!

A roar resounded!

Under everyone's shocked gaze, a stunning golden light suddenly burst out from the sculpture of the First Lord!

The golden light is brilliant, like a terrifying golden Arhat!

It has an indestructible hard color!

Not only that!

The spiderweb-like cracks that originally appeared on it healed quickly!

In the blink of an eye, the entire sculpture was intact as before!

boom!

This scene made old man Wuxiang's scalp tingle!

"This...this is the Vajra Divine Art of the Vajra Angel among the seventy-two Bone Angels!!!"

Horrified!

At this moment, Old Man Wuxiang finally began to believe that Ye Feng was really the one who left behind Wuxiang's magical power!

"First Lord? Damn it, even if you are really the First Lord and haven't recovered the abilities of your previous life, I can still kill you!"

Although Old Man Wuxiang was shocked, he was not frightened!

Because he still has his trump card yet to be revealed!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

At this moment, the Wuxiang old man was frantically bombarding the golden sculpture of the First Lord!

Every blow he struck was devastating!

The entire abyss wall of the Netherworld was cracked inch by inch, unable to withstand such terrifying pressure!

only!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The powerful people below discovered that every time the Wuxiang Old Man launched an attack, pieces of blood would flow down from his divine fist!

"So... such a hard body!"

The iron fist of the Wuxiang old man was covered in blood and flesh!

Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't break the golden sculpture!

On the contrary, every punch of the golden sculpture will make his skin burst!

A moment!

The skin and flesh were torn apart by his divine fist!

Afterwards, the bones shattered!

Until the end!

Bang bang!

Followed by two muffled sounds!

The fists of the Wuxiang old man were exploded by the golden sculpture, turning into a mist of bone and blood that filled the sky!

"Master!!!"

This scene made Elder Xuanhe so horrified that he wanted to die!

He knew that after a hundred thousand years of hard training, his master had already become invincible!

Time and years cannot damage it in the slightest!

But I never expected that now, I would be blasted with both fists!

Whoosh!

The old man Wuxiang suddenly retreated thousands of meters away!

His fists were all shattered into nothingness!

The severe pain made him tremble!

"Good! What a great Vajra Magic!"

The old man Wuxiang's eyes were filled with seriousness, and his figure trembled.

Suddenly, a bottle of elixir emerged from his body!

The medicine bottle opened automatically, and several magic pills rolled into the mouth of the old man Wuxiang!

Until then!

Click, click, click!

Granulation and bone residue began to grow rapidly on his shattered fists!

In the blink of an eye, the two palms condensed again!

"Boy, I have to say, you really surprised me!"

Old Man Wuxiang looked at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with boundless ferocity!

"But, even if you are proficient in the seventy-two magical arts, what will happen?"

"How can you live if I let you die!!!"

What!

No one can believe their ears!

The old man Wuxiang has been suppressed and crushed!
To be continued...