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A sinister look appeared in the eyes of the Netherworld Ghost King, and a terrifying aura emanated from "733".
That was the might of the Netherworld King, a terrifying pressure of the soul sweeping in all directions.
Feeling the oppressive aura, Xiaoqing's face turned pale instantly, her whole body trembled, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
Chen Fang wasn't much better off.
The power of those ghostly flames was indeed extraordinary.
If he hadn't had this celestial artifact protecting him, he would probably be dead already.
Even so, his current condition is extremely bad, and his true energy is almost completely exhausted.
Damn it, who sent this bastard? What's his purpose?
Chen Fang cursed inwardly, his eyes filled with anger.
At this point, he also realized that things had gotten out of his control.
He could no longer hesitate, otherwise they would all perish here.
Immediately, Chen Fang's body suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant ape over three meters tall, exuding a terrifying aura.
Ghostly Flames, go!
The Netherworld Ghost King let out a cold shout, and the ball of dark blue flame immediately rushed towards Chen Fang.
The dark blue flame, as if alive, transformed into a fire dragon and pounced towards Chen Fang.
Faced with this fire dragon, Chen Fang dared not be careless and quickly dodged.
Roar!
The fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws, attacked Chen Fang.
Upon seeing this, Chen Fang's heart clenched painfully.
The strength of the Netherworld Ghost King far exceeded his expectations.
boom!
Just then, an enormous fist shadow suddenly descended and collided with the dark blue fire dragon.
Bang!
A deafening roar suddenly resounded, and a terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, stirring up a blizzard.
puff!
Chen Fang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backward.
he got hurt!
He never imagined that he would suffer such severe trauma.
Haha, brat, today is your death anniversary, die! The Netherworld King laughed arrogantly.
He suddenly swung the longsword in his hand.
In an instant, streaks of dark blue sword light attacked Chen Fang, each radiating an extremely terrifying pressure.
Chen Fang's face was extremely grim. As the countless dark blue sword lights rushed towards him, a thought flashed through his mind: I'll fight to the death!
The next second, Chen Fang let out a roar.
Roar!
The roar contained a peculiar energy fluctuation.
The next moment, the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) surged wildly into Chen Fang's body and then flowed through his meridians.
Rumble!
A terrifying aura instantly spread out, turning all the surrounding trees into dust and powder.
At this moment, Chen Fang exuded an overwhelming and ferocious aura.
Chen Fang's eyes were bloodshot as he roared to the sky: Die, die, die!
His entire body was covered in black patterns, which writhed and seemed to be brewing some terrifying attack.
This...this is a secret technique of the demon race? He actually possesses a secret technique of the demon race?
Sensing the changes in Chen Fang, the Netherworld Ghost King widened his eyes and said in disbelief.
Netherworld Fire is a top-tier technique among demons.
Among the demons, those who possess Netherworld Ghost Fire hold a lofty position and wield unparalleled power.
He is one of the four strongest ghost generals under the Demon Lord, and his strength is even comparable to that of a half-step ghost emperor.
His talent for cultivation is among the best in the entire demon race.
However, even though he was a genius among the demons, his cultivation level was only at the peak of the Ghost King realm.
Such strength couldn't even withstand a single blow from Chen Fang!
This scene shocked him.
You possess demonic techniques! Who exactly are you?
The Netherworld Ghost King asked in a deep voice.
Chen Fang didn't say anything, but instead raised his sword and slashed down fiercely.
That sword strike seemed to cleave through time and space, tearing the very fabric of existence apart.
Puff!
The next second, a head suddenly left Chen Fang's neck.
The Netherworld King stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He never expected that his Netherworld Fire would be completely ineffective in Chen Fang's hands.
All of this was completely beyond his expectations!
How can it be?
Chen Fang manipulated the dark blue flame, launching continuous counterattacks.
They moved closer and closer to the Netherworld Ghost King.
At this moment, Chen Fang looked like a demon.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This is impossible!
The Netherworld Ghost King shook his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
In his mind, his Netherworld Fire was invincible; apart from the Demon Lord himself taking action, no one could defeat him.
But now, they've actually been defeated by an ant?
Moreover, the defeat was so devastating!
My ghostly flames!
He screamed wildly, his eyes filled with pain.
That dark blue flame was something he had spent a long time cultivating; it was his very essence.
Now that it has been taken away, the blow to him is undoubtedly fatal.
And the ghostly flames of the underworld thus dissipated and turned into nothingness.
You deserve to die!
You must die 4.6!
Ah!
A hint of madness flashed in the eyes of the Netherworld Ghost King.
Immediately afterwards, his body shrank rapidly.
Soon, his figure returned to normal, and he looked exactly the same as before.
I'm going to eat you!
You are dead!
The Netherworld Ghost King let out a hysterical scream and then pounced on Chen Fang in a frenzy.
Chen Fang's body suddenly writhed and transformed into a venomous snake, opening its mouth to bite the Netherworld Ghost King.
puff!
Two venomous snakes intertwined, then exploded violently, turning into a cloud of blood mist and disappearing without a trace.
Damn boy!
Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!
The Netherworld King let out a furious roar.
Boom!
He clapped his hands, and a ghostly flame shot out from his palm instantly.