C1274 The Death of He Yong(part Ii)
There were many terrifying danger zones in the The Northland restricted area, and the ancient battlefield was one of them. Wherever it was, even a Divine Palace realm expert would be annihilated if they were not careful. They would never be able to reincarnate!
Qin Zhongtian was right in the ancient battlefield. . .
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"Shameless boasting! You think you can suppress me with your Icefoot?"
"Ridiculous, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. "
He Yong was so angry that he started laughing. This was because Long Wei had suppressed his Cultivation Level to the Fate Proficiency, which was one Great Realm lower than He Yong's.
Furthermore, He Yong had already stepped into the abode Realm with one foot. As long as he prepared enough heavenly and earthly treasuress, he would be able to become a genuine abode Armored vehicles.
The abode realm. Perhaps, he would have the ability to protect himself before this calamity that would destroy the world arrived.
"Hehe!" Long Wei stood with his hands behind his back. He cast a cold glance at He Yong with disdain.
Long Wei had experienced the cleansing of the nine orifices mixed flower, and his Cultivation Level had reached the abode realm. Adding the inherited memories inherited from the Zuolong, he had cultivated all kinds of heaven-defying secret method. If he wanted to deal with He Yong, it would just be a small matter.
Just as Long Wei was about to extend a finger and crush this He Yong, a hand stepped on Long Wei's shoulder.
"I'll do it myself!"
"I want to train myself!"
It turned out to be Qin Sheng. His Eye Light was filled with battle intent.
He had cultivated the Nine Deathly Gods Art. Facing this spiritual exercise, Qin Sheng was actually very unfamiliar with it.
The one who wore a snow white crown and looked like a peerless beauty, Senior Sister, spoke in such a heaven defying manner. Qin Sheng also wanted to see just how miraculous this Nine Deathly Gods Art was.
And this He Yong could be considered a good whetstone!
When they heard this, the surroundings became dead silent, especially He Yong. He was so angry that his chest rose and fell. His chest was burning with flame, and even his hair was burning. Before he even got close, he could feel waves of monstrous heat wave after wave!
His royal highness the prince shook his head. He felt that Qin Sheng, who came from a small subsidiary country, was a bit stupid. Why was he so stupid when he spoke? It was completely beyond his brain.
What Cultivation Level was He Yong talking about? What Cultivation Level was he talking about?
He Yong attacked.
Long Wei wanted to suppress him, but Long Wei had been hiding his true strength. With the help of the ancient secret method, not even His royal highness the prince could see through him.
Qin Sheng wanted him to do it himself, he wanted to train himself.
He Yong mocked. What was his true strength? And what was Qin Sheng's true strength?
He Yong was much stronger than Donggong Yuankai. The monstrous killing intent radiating from his body was enough to tell how terrifying he was.
* Hong! *
He Yong gritted his teeth. His teeth were chattering nonstop. Some elemental energy that was filled with evil qi shot out from the gaps between his teeth.
Under the amazed gazes of the crowd, the black elemental energy that filled the sky gathered into a black fist.
The fist was as big as a small hill. It was more like a fist than a small hill. It was incomparably huge, and it was engraved with profound runes. There was even a large section of the huge seal that was made of Spirit Patternss!
This seal was just like the legendary Heaven Flipping Seal. Before it even rolled, the world changed color, and even the void trembled.
This He Yong was really very light. He was only a little bit away from tearing open the crack with his furious attack.1
In other words, He Yong only needed to give him enough heavenly and earthly treasuress to smelt a complete and flawless abode. Then, he could step into the abode realm and easily tear open the crack in the void.
The fist seal was like the sky was being flipped upside down. Under the scorching and cruel gazes, it carried a destructive aura as it violently smashed onto Qin Sheng's body.
The fist print was high up in the sky. It was like the end of the world, and it even caused a cloud of tribulation clouds to pile up. . .
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