Chapter 1795: Dry Bones Palm

The saint of the Four Wings was going crazy. What on earth do you want to do, Tu Xingsun?

You can kill me if you want to, and I will never frown.

But what do you mean by hanging me here?

The saint of the Four Wings roared wildly in his heart!

"It's almost there, it's almost there!"

Tu Xingsun muttered to himself.

At this time, in the land of Baichuan, a withered palm slowly stretched out from the void.

This is a palm of destruction. Although there is no flesh and blood on the palm, wisps of murderous aura permeate from it and fall down, as if it can crush the ages and suppress the ages.

The palm slowly fell, and the entire sky was crushed alive.

The owner of this palm is inexplicable, and is definitely an existence beyond the level of the saint!

"My lord, you are here!"

The saint of the Four Wings was surprised.

His old tears were flowing, and someone finally came to rescue him.

This master is an extremely ancient being in the Four Wings Clan. He has to accept sacrifices from many powerful people in the Four Wings Clan day and night.

However, few people in this huge Four Wings Clan have seen the true face of this master.

Only when the Four Wings Clan encounters a strong enemy, will this master extend a withered palm to kill all enemies!

Tu Xingsun's face is solemn.

The people of the Four Wings Clan do not play by the rules!

I defeated a Saint-level being in the Four Wings Clan. You should come one by one according to reason. First send a Great Saint-level member of the Four Wings Clan to fight with me for hundreds of times!

What are you doing?

He directly jumped out of his level and sent out such a big hand.

The owner of this palm is unfathomable, even no less than some big figures in the Age of Conferred Gods.

Although Tu Xingsun's face is not very good.

But he did not turn around and leave.

His mission is to hold on until those people come back to life!

Never, never let the Earth lose the limelight!

This battle is about the safety and future of the Earth. Once he shows signs of weakness, it is likely that the Earth will become the target of public criticism and become fat meat in front of the wolves.

This is a very critical test for the Earth.

The Earth is at its weakest.

If all the strong men on the Earth are revived and restored to their prime, why should we be so cautious? Whoever challenges the majesty of the Earth will be destroyed without waiting and considering too much!

"Stop!"

At this time, the Earth finally arrived late.

He held a blood-colored spear in his hand.

In the other hand, he was holding the half-dead Cui Hao. A beam of eternal fairy light in his hand rushed up to the sky and fell on the withered hand.

The realm of the withered hand is so profound that it is unimaginable.

A ray of eternal fairy light only slightly reduced the speed of the hand's descent.

Immediately, the withered hand annihilated the eternal fairy light.

This is the strongest person Fang Yue encountered in the fight with the Four Wings. Not only is his origin mysterious, but his own strength is also unfathomable!

But there was no fear on Fang Yue's face.

He closed his eyes and whispered: "Blood-colored spear, soul burning, sacrifice my body, smash the eternity!"

Fang Yue's solemn appearance, this is to sacrifice himself to completely revive the blood-colored spear.

The strong man of the Saint Realm of the Four Wings who had fought with Tu Xingsun before couldn't help but change his face.

Is Fang Yue crazy?

He actually wants to sacrifice himself to make the blood-colored spear play the greatest power.

Cui Hao's blood-colored spear has a mysterious and strange origin!

It is stained with a little ominous breath.

Cui Hao has not fully exerted the true power of this blood-colored spear in these years, but he is already a strong man who cannot be underestimated in the Four Wings! If this blood-colored spear is completely revived, the power contained in it will be unimaginable.

After the sacrifice, Fang Yue looked healthy and light, with nothing wrong. But Cui Hao's body was like a withered flower, withering quickly, and the blood in his body dried up.

The saint of the Four Wings Clan was dumbfounded.

Then he couldn't help but sigh: "Damn, this Fang Yue is a piece of shit. It turns out that he revived this blood-colored spear and sacrificed it not for himself, but for Cui Hao!"

Cui Hao has been nurturing this blood-colored spear for so many years. Sacrificing it with his blood essence can indeed make this blood-colored spear exert its most powerful power!

Cui Hao sacrificed the blood-colored spear.

Wisps of purple smoke appeared on the blood-colored spear.

The purple smoke contained an inexplicable power, which gave people an unfathomable feeling!

Fang Yue's method was astonishing.

Sacrificing the enemy to strengthen his own method.

This is simply a sinister family!

Fang Yue threw the blood-colored spear in his hand directly, piercing the dry bone palm.

The withered palm did not even have the strength to resist before a huge hole was pierced by the bloody spear!

There were still wisps of death energy permeating above the hole.

He wanted to heal the black hole, but the fragments of the laws blocked all the death energy.

This made the hole a difficult-to-heal wound!

"My Lord!"

The saint of the Four Wings Clan shouted loudly, with a moved look on his face.

What the hell is this!

This is using the blood-colored spear of their four-winged tribe to attack and kill the powerful existence of their four-winged tribe.

This fight is so frustrating!

Fang Yue raised his palm, and the blood-colored spear returned to his hand.

The withered bone palm that was falling just now seemed to have a trace of fear, and it actually hovered in the air and stopped.

This blood-colored spear is really too weird, containing an inexplicable power, which can cause great damage to an existence of his level, and the Tao injury is difficult to heal. Even if it is connected in pieces, it may make his Tao injury more serious and directly affect his origin!

Although the owner of the withered bone palm is powerful, he still cares about Tao injuries.

In fact, when it comes to the realm of the Great Saint, the physical damage is generally nothing.

The key is that they care and care about Tao injuries!

Every Tao injury will take them a long time to recuperate, and some Tao injuries cannot be healed even after a thousand years!

At this time, Tuxingsun also took action again.

He directly sealed all the cultivation of the saint of the Four Wings Clan beside him and threw him to Fang Yue like a sandbag.

"If the sacrifice is not enough, sacrifice him too! Feel free to use it, don't be polite, there are not many other things in this land of Baichuan, but there are many troubles from the Four Wings Clan!"

This Tu Xingsun is quite generous.

And the saint of the Four Wings Clan was almost trembling with anger.

We are the strong men of the Four Wings Clan, not your private property, how can you give us such a big gift?

Fang Yue was not polite and sacrificed the saint of the Four Wings Clan alive.

The blood in it flowed into the front of the blood-colored spear like a river. The previous attack did not consume all the power of Cui Hao's blood sacrifice, and now it has been supplemented with more powerful power, making the surface of the blood-colored spear shine even brighter instantly!

On the surface of the blood-colored spear, the purple air has condensed runes one after another.

The runes are brilliant, exquisite and gorgeous!

The runes are all over the sky, falling from the sky.

The blood-colored spear shot up into the sky again, as if a column of red light penetrated the whole world!

The spear broke through the air and shattered the sky.

The owner of the withered palm flipped his hand and slapped it down.

The light on the blood-colored spear gradually dimmed.

The owner of the withered palm had a high realm, at least at the level of the virtual fairyland. Although the blood-colored spear was strange, the energy contained in it was not enough after all. He was stabbed just now because he was too careless. Once the owner of the withered palm got serious, the blood-colored spear would not be good enough!

The blood-colored spear was caught by the owner of the withered palm.

It fell back into the hands of the four-winged tribe!

However, there was no regret or reluctance on Fang Yue's face, because although the blood-colored spear was powerful, its origin was strange and inexplicable. It would be fine to use it once or twice.

But if it is used too many times, it is easy to be contaminated with some ominous aura!

Fang Yue is very afraid of ominousness!

So the spear returning to the hands of the Four Wings Clan may not be a good thing for them!

"The earth is rolling!"

Tuxingsun was not idle when Fang Yue was fighting with the withered palm. He was preparing a secret technique!

When the withered palm took away the bloody spear, Tuxingsun had just prepared the secret technique.

The earth is rolling!

An extremely huge palm condensed from the earth.

This palm was as hard as a rock and blasted towards the sky. The rock palm actually blasted directly against the withered palm!

Extravagant, this is simply too extravagant!

"This Tuxingsun actually used an earth stone to prepare the secret technique! My God, this earth stone can directly forge a magic weapon at the level of the saint. Even if you search a planet, you may not be able to find a few earth stones!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice, this Tuxingsun is a little abnormal in his strength!

The earth stone in his hand is so precious, he is willing to use it to perform the secret technique.

Treating the Earth Stone as a consumable, what kind of powerful person would use this method!

At this time, Fang Yue saw a clue in Tu Xingsun!

He stared closely at the palm evolved from the power of the earth!

"The Earth Spirit Path is perfect! This is a sign of the perfection of the Tao!"

Fang Yue felt a perfect beauty in that palm!

This palm is lifelike, as if it is an enlarged version of Tu Xingsun's palm!

One hand seems to be able to hold up the entire sky!

The rock palm and the bone palm collided, and the bone palm cracked and cracked, and a few strands of cracks appeared!

"You, damn it!"

In the void, a voice of humiliation came. If Fang Yue guessed correctly, the owner of this voice was the owner of the bone palm!

A powerful pressure descended, and the storm swept, like the end of the world!

The breath of the virtual fairyland descended.

Fang Yue and Tu Xingsun couldn't bear such a strong oppression and felt suffocated!