605: C605 The Art of Life and the Heart Sutra of Prajna

C605 The Art of Life and the Heart Sutra of Prajna

"Get out of here!" Han Ziyu's eyes bulged out as he threw out a punch in the air. A fist shadow that was dozens of meters in size appeared in the air.2

The Mountain Giant Ape also threw a punch at him. The two forces immediately stirred up a storm, and energy ripples spread out in all directions.

Immediately after that, the Giant Ape actually took two steps back, and its arm started trembling slightly. Clearly, even it was somewhat unable to endure the punch just now.

At this moment, the rolling black gas on the opposite side rose. The black aura spread to a radius of several dozen feet. The aura within it was wild and dark, and the aura of death was heavy.

"The Lifeless Devil Art! It's Han Ziyu's Ghost Level cultivation technique! Fellow Taoist Ye, be careful!"

"Fellow Taoist Ye, be careful! If you are infected by his devil Qi, you will only die!"

The experts outside the battlefield reminded one after another. The rolling devil Qi was something they didn't dare to touch. If it wasn't for the special cultivation technique, no one would be willing to touch the violent devil Qi, fearing that they would lose their minds.

Within the devil Qi, Han Ziyu's body expanded in the dim light. Every inch of his muscles were exploding, and the flesh on his shoulders and back kept moving. Two popping sounds could be heard as three heads and six arms grew out.

Those six arms were extremely long, like a ghost claw. Apart from the head in the middle that was normal, the other two were like unknown Devil Beast that looked like a tiger lion.

Although it was such a terrifying appearance, Han Ziyu's aura had increased by dozens of times compared to before, and was about to reach the fourth level.

The Mountain Giant Ape opposite him also emitted a bloody glow in an instant, and its body shrunk into the appearance of the white-robed Ye Feng.

Facing the earth-shattering devil Qi, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he began to ponder in a very calm manner. Not long after that, both of his arms turned black and white.

At this moment, a loud shout rang out, causing the space around them to vibrate.

"Lifeless Imperial Purposes!" Han Ziyu shouted, and then his six arms started to move quickly, striking out palm or fist shadows. His three heads were silently chanting the profound incantation.

Tens of thousands of black fist and palm shadows shot out like a swarm of bees. They were so dense that it was hard to count them.

What was even stranger was that a pitch-black dharma seal had formed in the sky and was pressing down on Ye Feng.

Ordinary dharma seals had the miraculous effect of sealing. As expected, a dim light descended from the sky faster than the magical seal.

Facing this vast and powerful attack, Ye Feng didn't dare to be neglectful. Immediately, he chanted an incantation. Immediately after that, he lifted one of his hands up into the sky and pushed forward with the other.

The hand in front of him was as white as jade, and it was spewing out rolling white gases. The white gas seemed to have a unique illusory light, and it was not afraid of the thousands of black palm shadows at all.

When all the attacking parties fell into it, it was as if they had met their nemesis, and they dispersed and disappeared one after another.

Meanwhile, the black palm that supported the sky released a mysterious black glow in the air. It firmly held onto the dharma seal!

Such a powerful attack was actually easily blocked by Ye Feng. However, in the next moment, his facial expression changed dramatically.

Han Ziyu, who had three heads and six arms, swayed strangely and disappeared without a trace. Immediately after that, a dim light flashed behind Ye Feng's back, and the former appeared.

Without any hesitation, the six arms smashed toward his back, and the sound of air being torn could be heard. In just an instant, Ye Feng had managed to withstand dozens of punches from his opponent.

Bang, bang, bang ~

Han Ziyu's eyes turned cold. He kicked the young man in the air and pushed him to the ground.

Ye Feng fell down from the sky. After a loud sound, a three meter deep pit was created on the ground.

"Humph! I thought you were very strong. In front of a Ghost Level cultivation technique, you still have no strength to resist!" Han Ziyu said with a sneer.

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