These giant golden palms are exactly the same as before in terms of size and aura. They are more than 4,000 meters in size.
Ma Lao Er suddenly screamed in fright, and his face was as white as paper in an instant.
He never expected that Lu Fan still had more than a thousand high-level jade charms, and he never expected that this young monk would be so ruthless, without saying a word, he directly resorted to such a terrifying killing move, wanting to kill him. He was completely smashed.
If he was in full strength, he could easily block these giant golden palms, but at this time he was exhausted and dispirited, and it was difficult to retreat completely from these giant palms.
However, he managed to return to the world with the help of Ma Laoer's physical body, and it is absolutely impossible for him to stand still and wait for death.
Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly activated what little cultivation power he had left, retreated sharply, and even prepared to use the precious immortal soul that was almost exhausted.
It's a pity that he was already at the end of his strength, and just as he raised his legs, more than a thousand golden giant palms had already appeared in the sky, which made his legs weak in fright, and he was extremely horrified.
He didn't have time to delay, and hastily released a fraction of the precious immortal soul power to firmly protect himself.
At the same time, more than a thousand golden giant palms slammed down relentlessly, and Ma Laoer's ears immediately heard an earth-shattering explosion sound, and the whole ground trembled violently, and split open in an instant.
"Bah bah bah!"
"Boom!"
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
There was a roar and a strong wind, and the nearby space was completely filled with golden energy.
Ma Laoer's body flew upside down like a piece of tattered cotton wool, and with a "poof", spewed out a big mouthful of old blood, and finally fell heavily on the ground more than 3,000 meters away.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
He smashed a deep hole into the hard ground, and the heavy impact made him spit out a big mouthful of old blood again, but his face showed a look of surprise.
"Hey, my ancestor is not dead?" He got up in embarrassment and muttered in great surprise.
Although he had the body protection of the immortal soul, he only had time to release a small percentage, which was too weak to completely block more than a thousand golden giant palms.
Unexpectedly, he didn't die, he was only slightly injured by the shock. As for the old blood that was spit out, it was completely caused by Ma Laoer's physical body, and it had no effect on his fairy soul at all
"Withered Soul, I know you're not dead, why don't you come out soon?I've already found you, this time I'm going to blast you to death!"
At this moment, Lu Fan's angry shout suddenly came from the front.
Ma Lao Er froze for a moment, and shouted in horror, "What? The withered soul is not dead? How is this possible?"
He hurriedly climbed out of the deep pit and looked forward.
The next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, followed by a deep breath.
More than 2,000 meters in front of where he was standing before, a huge deep pit appeared. From a distance, the large deep pits were all in the shape of palms, like countless giant palms that went deep into the ground.
Obviously, the deep pit must have been caused by Lu Fan blasting more than a thousand golden giant palms just now.
"So that's it. That kid's more than a thousand golden giant palms were not aimed at my ancestor, but were aimed at more than two thousand meters in front of the side." He suddenly realized, and finally understood why he was not killed by the bombardment.
Immediately afterwards, he showed a look of extreme surprise, "It is absolutely impossible for that kid to waste more than a thousand high-grade jade talismans in that place for no reason. Could it be that the withered soul is really hiding there? But the withered soul is not already Was it cut into scum by the projection of the fairy sword?"
In his spiritual consciousness, the deep pit was dead silent, and there was no breath coming out, let alone the slightest bit of magic energy. Is the withered soul really hiding in that area?
If other strong men did it, he would definitely not believe it, but he would never dare to question Lu Fan.
What's more, Lu Fan's indifferent eyes were firmly locked in the deep pit, and it definitely didn't look like he was pretending.
Ma Lao Er showed a look of surprise, his sluggish eyes widened, and he kept scanning the deep pit.
However, he still didn't find anything abnormal, nor did he find the breath of a withered soul.
"Whoosh"
At this moment, from a certain corner of the palm-shaped pit, a large jet of black breath burst out suddenly.
The jet-black breath spewed out wildly, wriggling rapidly, and in less than a breath, it condensed into the appearance of a withered soul.
"Hehe really didn't die?Why???How could it be possible to escape the killing of the high-level fairy sword projection with the power of 30% of the previous cultivation? Ma Laoer was taken aback, his face full of disbelief.
After taking a closer look, he quickly saw what was going on.
The withered soul at this time is not much different from before, only a little more illusory.
His head and legs are still in a solid state, exactly the same as before, and it doesn't look like he has been severely injured at all.
The only abnormality is his right arm.
It turned out that his right arm was also in a solid state, but now it turned into an illusion. Obviously, the demon body on the right arm had disappeared.
Ma Laoer immediately guessed that the withered soul must have exploded his right arm in order to resist Lu Fan's high-level fairy sword projection.
It was precisely because he blew his right arm that he was able to escape the beheading by the projection of the fairy sword.
After knowing the truth, Ma Laoer was horrified.
On the one hand, it was a terrifying method to frighten Lu Fan, which was able to force the ancient Mo Tianzun to blow himself up.
On the other hand, the power of the frightened withered soul demon body can block the high-level fairy sword projection with just a self-destruct of a right arm.
However, Mo Tianzun's demon body is so precious that it is even unique. Once it explodes, it is impossible to get it again. No matter how much it costs, it is impossible to refine an identical demon body.
For Withered Soul, this is definitely a very heavy loss.
Sure enough, as soon as the withered soul appeared, it showed an extremely terrifying murderous intent, and there was a monstrous anger on its face.
"Boy, today the deity will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!" He stared at Lu Fan with bloodshot eyes and roared fiercely.
His left arm had to blew itself up to resist the perfect "Xuantian Palm" of Xuanwu Immortal Venerable.
And Lu Fan is just a spiritual cultivator who has not yet survived the catastrophe. In his eyes, he can only be regarded as a small ant. It is really unreasonable to dare to force him to explode an arm.
All his old face was lost.
This great revenge must be avenged, and Lu Fan's life must be used to compensate for his right arm.
"This sentence is exactly what I want to say I still have two projections of the fairy sword in my hand, and the perfect Xuantian palm of the three Xuanwu immortals, and you only have two legs and a head. Even if you will They all exploded, and they couldn't resist my five big killing moves."
Lu Fan's face was calm, his tone was indifferent, and there was an unquestionable murderous intent.
He finally pushed the withered soul to a desperate situation, how could he let it go easily?
As for the two projections of the Immortal Sword and the three perfect "Xuantian Palms" he said, they are all lies to scare the withered soul, and they are all non-existent things.
The projection of the fairy sword before cost a full four pieces of fairy jade, and he only has the last four pieces of fairy jade left in his hand. How can he condense two more pieces?
Not to mention two, even if it is one, he can't condense it again. The last four pieces of immortal jade are his cards to save his life, and it is absolutely impossible to use up all of them.
The perfect "Xuan Tianzun" of Xuanwu Immortal Venerable was exhausted long ago in the Withered Soul Immortal Mansion, and it is even more impossible to keep it until now.
Although these two big ultimate moves have been exhausted, Lu Fan still looks unquestionable and full of confidence, because he still has space for the stone beads in his hand.
At this moment, his two primordial spirits are working hard to refine high-level jade charms in the stone bead space.
One of the primordial spirits continuously condensed the "Xuantian Palm", and the other primordial spirit kept sealing these "Xuantian Palms" into high-level jade charms.
Coupled with the "stone light technique" in the space of the stone bead, it is enough to refine a large number of high-level jade charms in a short period of time, and it is also enough to cause fatal damage to the withered soul.
These are Lu Fan's confidence.
Neither Ma Lao Er nor Ku Hun knew about Lu Fan's details, but they never dared to underestimate Lu Fan, let alone his words.
Both of them believed in this sentence.
The corners of Ma Laoer's eyes twitched fiercely, and his pale face became even more panicked.
Two celestial sword projections and three perfect "Xuantian Palms", any of them can blow him into pieces at this time, and he has no power to resist at all.
But withered soul did not show the slightest nervousness. On the contrary, his complexion became more gloomy, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and his body was full of evil spirits. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com