Chapter 529: Feast on the Golem Miwu (4000)

Chapter 529: Feast on the Golem Miwu (4000)

Crackling... crackling...

Under the sky, above the earth. The towering tree that was as majestic as a mountain range was shaking violently, as if a dying person was wailing and struggling. The bark, branches, and leaves fell off one after another, and turned into large pieces of white ashes in the wind, like a heavy snowfall.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

The fierce wind caused by the flames whistled past, and the moment it touched the crown of the pale source, it actually caused a large number of branches to collapse. The body that was originally incredibly strong was like quicksand at this moment. It was easily swept away by the wind, scattered in all directions, and went to every corner.

"Roar!!!!"

The roar of the pale source was earth-shaking, and the sky trembled.

But the two holy fists it faced were not afraid and merciless.

The golden-red flame giant transformed by the Yanyang Holy Fist opened an exaggerated big hand, tore the giant tree bit by bit with five fingers, and kept hitting with fists. Branches as thick as a train kept falling down, hitting the ground heavily and blasting out a deep pit.

Under the tree canopy, the white bird galloped. With the terrible power of its thorns and feathers, it devoured and destroyed the thick trunk and dense roots of the pale source. Every time a delicate thorn feather that seemed to be forged by metal fell, it would blast out a deep pit on the pale source, which was repeatedly superimposed and became deeper and deeper.

It seemed as if the trunk of the pale source was about to be blown off.

"It's time..."

The flying water bird appeared again, and the White Bird Holy Fist quietly looked at the pale source below, which had little power to resist. His fingers slowly brushed the air, and his arms spread out gracefully like the wings of a water bird by the lake.

A trace of arc-shaped white glow was left in the air.

"Yan Yang!"

The White Bird Holy Fist shouted a reminder. Then, the whole person swooped down from the sky again, and a huge water bird exploded and glided to accelerate.

"Understood!" The golden and red ferocious flame head in the sky responded with a wild laugh. The eyes of the Holy Fist of Yanyang were wide open, and the flames at the position of his eyes collapsed and compressed infinitely, and in an instant, they turned into a deep black.

"Pale Source, you deserve to die!!!"

Swish!

The huge water bird transformed by the Holy Fist of White Bird swept down, and its sharp wings like metal cut off all the roots that flew into the sky to block it. Finally, the whole body was like a giant fighter, and it slammed into the largest gap in the trunk of the pale source. Boom!!! The explosion was deafening!

Huge flames gushed out, forming mushroom clouds.

Crackling... The sound of breaking continued, and some huge monster was about to fall. The huge tree-shaped black shadow that was originally cast straight in the sky began to tilt at this moment, and it collapsed irreversibly!

Rumble, the pale source was broken into two by the Holy Fist of White Bird!

"It's my turn!!!"

The golden-red giant roared, spread his arms, and suddenly hugged the trunk of the pale source. Then a black flame that caused the air to be extremely distorted was ejected from his eyes, carrying a terrifying high temperature. The flame fell on the pale source, causing a crackling sound, and the bark rolled and peeled off wildly. The black flame spread like petroleum asphalt.

The high temperature penetrated the bark, penetrated the wood, and reached the heart of the tree.

Boom! ! !

Explosion, endless explosion, the burning of the unextinguished flame.

"No!!!!!!"

The dark ultimate body pale source, let out the last roar. Under the calculation and cooperation of Yanyang Holy Fist and White Bird Holy Fist, it finally fell! The whole process was extremely difficult and took endless years. During this period, Yanyang Holy Fist even did not hesitate to die together, and the price was extremely heavy.

Every dark ultimate body is not so easy to kill, with various means, endless trump cards, and terrifying vitality. Even the Moon God who was killed by the White Bird Holy Fist left the hope of resurrection.

It can be seen that the life of these monsters is tenacious.

In the Ash Realm, Kaxiu looked into the distance, and the towering tree burning with flames fell down with a loud bang. The earth trembled with a bang, and everyone was shaken up. The soil rolled rapidly like waves in the sea.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Next to them, the Paradise, which was fighting with the Secret Martial Realm Camp and the Night Stranger Camp, stopped one after another. Golden red flames began to emerge from their bodies, and the high temperature swept through, burning and burning. The palms of these former leaders of the Ripple Master Organization in various eras trembled, and their limbs twisted in pain. Some of them gradually became clear, looking at the collapsed pale source, and realized something. Tears with unknown meanings flowed from the corners of their eyes, and they were evaporated by the flames in an instant, and even their two eyeballs were burned.

I don’t know if it’s regret, despair, or unwillingness...

Bang bang bang bang.

One after another, the figures like firemen exploded, exploded into ashes, and fell to the ground. With a snap, one by one, the Supreme Rings with cracks on the surface fell into the ashes. All colors dimmed and eventually turned into pitch black.

"Pale Paradise, destroyed..."

"The Pale Source, also fell..."

Ripple Master Monk's clothes were torn and his face was covered in dust. At this moment, his eyes were full of energy, as if spewing flames. Monk looked at the ashes on the ground, then turned his head to look at the collapsed Pale Source. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. His side face reflected the red flames, and his eyes were deep. I don't know if he was happy at the moment of revenge, or disappointed after his twenty-year obsession was finally fulfilled.

Click.

Monkey raised his right hand and pinched the ripple ring on his middle finger. Purple thunder flowed above it, like small snakes twining around each other, making crackling sounds. The next second, with a slight exertion of force on his left hand, the ripple ring was taken off.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

"Let everything in these decades come to an end..."

He looked at the ring in the palm of his hand that had accompanied him for more than twenty years, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes. But in the blink of an eye, Monkey threw the ripple ring into the eternal flame in the distance. With a bang, the ripple power was drowned by flames, thunder flickered, and finally fell into silence. The purple Supreme Ripple Ring turned black, the cracks enlarged, and it completely shattered.

On the other side, in the raging flames. Yanyang Holy Fist, which turned into a golden-red giant, slowly stood up. He looked up at the sky, looking at the ashes flying like snow in the distance. His eyes were blank and empty.

"The Source of Pale is dead...How many thousands of years have passed? It's been too long..."

"Yes, it fell. But Yanyang, the source of the paleness, and the other half of the body are in the pale earth of the disaster world. If you ignore it, there may be a second consciousness." A trace of white was drawn. Crossing the sky, the old figure of the White Bird Holy Fist appeared.

"Yes, it still has half of its body! The battle is not over yet... I will return to the world of disaster... completely burn the source of paleness to ashes..."

Yanyang Shengquan's eyes gradually became clearer, and flames emerged from the hollows.

White Bird Holy Fist nodded silently. He had actually seen something was wrong with the Yanyang Holy Fist just now, and he felt as if his will was teetering on the edge of collapse. That’s why I started to remind him. Let Yanyang Holy Fist realize its goal again, condense and strengthen its will.

If the White Bird Holy Fist had not warned him, the Yanyang Holy Fist would have probably collapsed on its own after killing the source of the pale. This is actually understandable. In order to entangle the stronger source of paleness, Yanyang ignited his own spirit into an immortal flame, burning with it forever and ever. He endured horrific levels of pain every minute and every second, and his will was being hammered all the time. You must know that Yanyang is a holy boxing, but his previous style and state were like a dominating boxing. Emotional, violent, even crazy.

In fact, this is the change brought about by tens of thousands of years of torture. If he didn't use strong emotional expression to vent, Yanyang Holy Fist might have gone crazy in endless pain. In his state, it was very tiring and painful to continue living. The spirit ignited by the eternal flame cannot be extinguished again. This is also the reason why Yanyang Holy Fist was in a trance and his will was weakened after the death of the pale source. He wants to die...

But the White Bird Holy Fist reminded Yanyang Holy Fist that everything is far from over. Live on, for the sake of the world behind you, and for the sake of the human race. Even just for myself, to continue my unfinished revenge. You need to have the courage to bear the pain!

Other holy fists may not be qualified to say this. But the White Bird Holy Fist is qualified. This does not mean that he is extremely powerful, but that the White Bird Holy Fist is also bearing the curse of the Moon God and the seal of the Death Abyss. Both of these are extremely vicious and sinister things, and those who fall prey to them will suffer eternal torment. For example, the Death Abyss Seal, the bottomless abyss in the Black Sea exerts suction on the White Bird Holy Fist every moment. Pulling on the internal organs, blood vessels, and bone cells. It was literally tearing people apart.

And every once in a while, the suction power will increase by ten times. Even if you don't fall into the bottom of the sea, you will still fall into the real illusion of being lonely, helpless, and desperate being sucked into the abyss of the black sea. Simply suffocating.

This is not just the Death Abyss Seal, but also the Moon God Curse.

Not to mention, at this moment, the White Bird Holy Fist took the initiative to set foot on the land of the disaster world. The effects of curses and seals have increased dramatically, superimposing every minute, and now they may have reached a desperate level. But the White Bird Holy Fist withstood it, and the attacking posture was still so elegant. It is completely invisible that the main body is suffering from extreme pain, and its endurance is amazing.

Obviously, he is qualified to let Yanyang Holy Fist live.

At least, it’s not to encourage others to do good without suffering others’ suffering.

Ash realm, core area.

Two figures fell from the sky. One is in the form of a thin, white-haired old man, and the other is a hazy human-shaped flame. They stepped on the ground, and behind them were the remains of a giant tree that was burning at an accelerating rate.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

A series of steady footsteps approached.

Ka Xiu's figure appeared in the firelight.

He looked at the White Bird Holy Fist, and then at the Yanyang Holy Fist next to him. He immediately made a junior ceremony in the secret martial arts world to express his respect.

This is not a surrender to the stronger.

Rather, it is respect for the forerunners of the secret martial arts, the seniors of the Nandou lineage.

"Two seniors, this is the first time we meet. My name is Kaxiu."

"Hahaha..." The white-haired old man suddenly burst out laughing: "This is not the first time we have met. We have already met before when your will spread to the disaster world." His face suddenly straightened up with appreciation. Looking at Kaxiu, he praised: "Heir of Nandou, you are qualified..."

"I should say, very qualified, very good."

"You can break one of the five main branches of the Pale Source without achieving the realm of the Holy Fist. Even if you only break half of it, it is enough for me to see how strong your foundation is. At least, you are better than me, the Blood Vulture, and the Sound Snake back then. It's too strong..." White Bird Holy Fist has never been secretive. If it says it appreciates Ka Xiu, then it will list Ka Xiu's advantages, and it's all true.

"This time I entered this special realm from the disaster world and brought a gift specifically for you. I think you can digest it all." He looked at Card Xiu and said: "So, you plan to accept it now My transfer skills? Nan Dou Water Bird Fist, Ji Yu Jin, are all in this..."

The palm of the White Bird Holy Fist gently wiped the air.

A huge phantom of a water bird suddenly appeared in mid-air. The water bird flew gently across the lake, gracefully and cruelly. The white thorn feathers are like metal steel.

It has a sense of divine enlightenment and can be described as majestic.

"Wait a moment, I still have one thing I haven't done yet." Card Xiu shook his head and walked straight towards the pale source corpse in the distance. White Bird Holy Fist and Yanyang Holy Fist looked at each other, and followed them with fluttering figures.

Wherever the three of them passed, the blazing eternal flames automatically gave way to both sides. The earth that had been burned into charred black crystals was exposed.

Click, click, click...

The footsteps walked all the way, making a slight sound of the collision of hard objects.

Card Xiu came to the pale source corpse.

At this moment, his body had shrunk by an unknown number of times.

One is because the pale source's own explosive healing consumes the source continuously. The second reason is because of the burning of the eternal flame and its crazy killing activity.

The remaining corpses are not as exaggerated as the original mountain peaks.

"What a pity..." Ka Xiu thought secretly in his heart.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. It is extremely difficult to make the ultimate body of darkness fall. It can only be continuously consumed and weakened. And this kind of fighting style is destined to make it impossible to get a complete body of the ultimate dark body. Let's see, the Yanyang Holy Fist and the White Bird Holy Fist in a special state can't make the final decision even if they work together. It can be imagined.

But even so. The remaining corpses from the pale source were an unimaginable gluttonous feast for the demon Miwu. It is simply dragon liver and phoenix marrow, a delicacy. After all, it is the final form of darkness...

"This time, Golem Miwu is going to have a feast."

Card Xiu did not hesitate and directly pushed the golem's secret weapon to operate with all his strength.

A stream of black energy surged out from the pores of the body, forming a tall and towering giant statue behind him. The demonic energy was dense, rolling like flames and waves. The giant statue stepped on the ground and walked forward with dull steps. Boom, boom, boom! The giant armored hand slowly reached towards the corpse of the dark ultimate body.