1276: C1276 The Power of the Nine Deaths Divine Art(part I)

C1276 The Power of the Nine Deaths Divine Art(part I)

The horror of the Nine Deathly Gods Art.

These black symbols were not ordinary runes, nor were they high grade Spirit Patternss.

These symbols were very strange. They were like tadpole-shaped symbols, twisting and turning, and they were also moving. They were moving rhythmically on Qin Sheng's fist.

"Ding!"

The fist print flashed by like lightning, directly sending the fiery-red spirit sword that He Yong spat out flying. The spirit sword was stained with a wisp of black symbols.

Next, an unimaginable scene occurred. The spirit weapon that had a complete Spirit Patterns actually melted at a speed that the naked eye could see.

That's right, just like the ice that was thrown into the scorching sun, it quickly melted into a puddle of water!

"Puff!"

That fiery red spirit sword was He Yong's vital spiritual tool. Now that it was destroyed by Qin Sheng, he naturally suffered a very serious internal injury, spitting out bloods one after another.

"How is this possible. . . "

He Yong's mouth was wide open, shocked and angry, as if he had seen a ghost, but there was no time for him to be shocked and think.

"Puchi!"

Qin Sheng's fist had already arrived, and it landed on He Yong's armor.

He Yong's armor was not an ordinary item, but it was easily broken by Qin Sheng. After that, it pierced through his chest like a hot knife through butter.

"Uh. . . "

He Yong lowered his head and looked at his punctured chest. An ice-cold aura of despair enveloped him.

He Yong wanted to activate the elemental energy, but he felt as if his entire body had been imprisoned. A black symbol energy that carried a profound meaning had imprisoned him.

No, it should be corroding his own body.

He Yong's eyes widened. He struggled with all his strength. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain. His eyes turned grey, without any luster.

He Yong, die!!

"Bang!"

Qin Sheng casually threw it away. He Yong's corpse was like a kite with a broken string, it was thrown onto the pile of graves in the mining area.

"Whooo ~ ~"

A gust of wild wind blew past, and He Yong's corpse actually turned into a crumbs, and he died without a complete corpse!

The surroundings were deathly silent. No matter if it was His royal highness the prince in the air or the group of Follower on top of the Chariot.

All of them were dumbfounded. Just like the tribulation, they were struck by five lightning bolts. Their bodies stiffened up as they looked at Qin Sheng in disbelief.

"He Yong is dead?"

"This can't be true, right?"

"Is it an illusion?"

The Follower group knew He Yong's strength the best.

He Yong was considered very strong among the group of Follower, especially the Divine Palace realm Great Realm. He was ranked at least in the top three in the group!1

However, such a powerful Follower, who was half a step into the abode realm, was actually destroyed by Qin Sheng with a single punch!

Furthermore, he was completely destroyed by Qin Sheng's punch, and he died without a complete corpse!

This punch was capable of destroying everything in its path. Who in the Divine Palace realm could resist it?

"Gulp!"

Donggong Yuankai felt his throat dry up and burning. He secretly swallowed his saliva to moisten his throat. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

He knew that Qin Sheng was very strong, but he had never thought that Qin Sheng would be so strong.

That He Yong was much stronger than Donggong Yuankai, and he couldn't even withstand a single punch from Qin Sheng?

What did this mean?

It meant that he had just been beaten up by Qin Sheng. It really wasn't because he was careless, but because it was really Qin Sheng, this animal. The Trionyx of a subsidiary country that he looked down upon was too powerful!

"En?"

In the air, His royal highness the prince's face also tensed up. His pupils suddenly contracted!

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