Chapter 778: Can’t Fight to the End

Chi!

The world suddenly trembled.

The terrifying gray tornado lowered its head like a long snake in the sky, and then slammed into Bai Chen fiercely.

Explosive Step!

With another secret thought in his mind, Bai Chen's feet flashed with silver light, and he teleported to another place again.

Every time the explosive step is used, it will consume a lot of spiritual power. This is the second time, and Bai Chen's face became more gloomy.

Seeing Bai Chen's quick reaction, the ghost emperor in the gray storm also obviously stagnated, but it also saw Bai Chen's face clearly.

"Humph, it seems that your move also has a limit!"

Seeing through this, the ghost emperor once again controlled the gray tornado, circled a semi-arc in the air, with a faintly twisted space ripple, turned around again, and hit back.

"It's not a solution to keep going like this..."

Bai Chen's red eyes condensed slightly. Facing the gray tornado, he finally stopped dodging and raised his spiritual power to the peak of the Seven Stars Reincarnation. Then, under his black robe, he suddenly stretched out his palm.

"Splitting the Sky Palm!"

This was the tenth-level power splitting sky palm he had hit so far. The entire sky seemed to be unable to withstand the power of his palm wind and was faintly collapsing.

Boom boom--

The huge palm print finally collided with the terrifying gray storm.

A huge energy wave was released instantly, forming a gray semicircle. Under the thick clouds and above the green sea, a very shocking picture was displayed.

Bai Chen vomited blood again and flew backwards...

"Hehe, my Blood Demon Valley is not something that a junior like you can touch at will. Do you think I am the Emperor of the Underworld without face?"

The Emperor of the Underworld sneered and stood still in the void.

However, the black figure that flew backwards turned into four black shadows in front of him unconsciously.

"Hmm...? What's the matter?"

The Emperor of Hell rubbed his eyes and stared at the four black-robed figures. After a moment, his face changed drastically: "Fuck, what kind of spiritual skill is this? You are not from my Zixia Empire!"

The Emperor of Hell has lived in the Zixia Empire for more than 7,000 years. He has seen generations of human strongmen rise up amazingly and fall with hatred.

It is impossible for a trainer to obtain the power of immortality unless he reaches the beast master realm. This is an extremely cruel reality.

As for spiritual masters, it seems that there is no immortality.

So it can be said that it has witnessed countless amazing geniuses being slaughtered by the ruthless butcher knife of time in these 7,000 years.

In the face of life span, everyone is in danger and powerless.

Not to mention anything else, even the master of the Zixia Temple has been replaced for eight terms under the attention of the Emperor of Hell. This is the life span of the magic beast, which makes humans envy.

Of course, the magic beast lives a long time, but the cultivation speed is extremely slow. Otherwise, the Xinglan Continent would have been the world of magic beasts long ago.

The You Emperor, who had a great knowledge, was very sure that the spiritual skill in front of him did not belong to the Zixia Empire at all.

Bai Chen smiled faintly at its angry question and ignored it.

He had not used the Four Symbols Fist for a long time. After all, only one of them was the real body, and the rest were virtual bodies that confused the opponent's vision.

So such a move did not have a very obvious effect against smart human strongmen.

But facing the magic beast, it was another matter. It was extremely rare for the magic beast to be smarter than humans.

Four black figures stood flat in the void, their hands quickly formed seals, and then the golden light instantly illuminated the entire sky.

Feeling this spiritual power fluctuation, the You Emperor slowly smiled and snorted disdainfully: "I thought it was some kind of move, just this?"

As soon as the voice fell, the four black shadows were suddenly wrapped by the blazing Chaos Holy Flame. The four black flames rushed straight into the sky, and the golden light immediately turned into a dark black light.

However, its energy fluctuation has risen countless levels!

"This...!"

The face of the Emperor You suddenly changed, his old face trembled, and he quickly clenched his fists, and his whole body suddenly emitted a purple light.

At this time, Bai Chen's face was obviously a little pale. The Chaos Holy Flame has now grown very rapidly. When he used all his strength to exert it, the power was even more terrifying, making it difficult for him to bear.

Gritting his teeth, Bai Chen finally shouted: "The Sixth Style of the Drunken Eight Immortals - Flying into the Sky!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four black beams of light, with the spiritual power that penetrated the world, rushed directly towards the Emperor You.

Seeing this scene, the Emperor You quickly retreated and avoided two of the black beams of light, but the other two still inevitably hit him.

Bang!

The real blow hit the Emperor You's body, and an explosion sounded, exploding a sky full of black clouds in the sky.

At this time, Bai Chen regained his figure. He stared at the black cloud with a completely gloomy face: "Its breath doesn't show any signs of decreasing. Could it be...?"

"Hahahaha——"

Flirtatious laughter came from the black smoke, and then a strong storm instantly blew away the thick smoke. The Ghost Emperor was standing in the air safely.

"Human, your moves are indeed very strong, but you are only in the Samsara Realm after all. The Samsara Realm will never be able to defeat me!"

The sixth-level magic beast is no different from the Star Sea Realm. The strength of the Ghost Emperor is equivalent to that of a Star Sea Realm.

At this point, Bai Chen finally realized the gap between himself and the opponent. It seems that there is only a gap of three levels, but in fact, there is a huge gap.

The wind is fierce and the situation is unpredictable.

The black robe rustled in the strong wind, and a look of determination finally emerged on Bai Chen's face.

"It seems that we can't fight any longer, and we'll decide the outcome with one move!"

Bai Chen stood with his feet slightly apart, holding the Wind God Sword tightly in both hands, and held it upright in front of him.

As he concentrated, a white wave of air instantly spun up from under his feet, and the world suddenly trembled!

"What tricks are you going to play again?"

The Emperor You didn't understand, and while he was wondering, he saw countless flying swords appearing around him.

These flying swords spun and flew, millions of them, which made him dazzled.

Facing these millions of flying swords flying in a mess, covering the entire sky, the Emperor You's face was completely stiff.

With such a large number, it was impossible for it to dodge, and no one could dodge!

"Then I will block it for you to see, so that you can see the strength of this emperor!"

The Emperor You clenched his hands, and two colors of light, one blue and one red, appeared between his palms, and his body was also covered by the two-color light shield.

It has not lived for more than 7,000 years in vain. This is the strongest defense it has created after countless years of wasted time.

The two-color light shield, like an unshakable divine stone from heaven, stands gorgeously among countless flying swords, forming an extremely beautiful and shocking picture with the flying swords in the sky.