C437 North Sea Infinite Kill

The countdown to the backlash in his mind had reached its end. As for his own strength, as he recovered bit by bit, it was 50%, 60% …

It's time to end it, this First Holy Son who invited his ancestor's battle spirit did not have any more trump cards, it's so boring!

Zhang Dongcheng floated in the air, his entire body was releasing divine light in all directions, releasing an endless amount of force from his body, casually striking out with his palm!

This palm swept past and swept over a dozen of tall mountains, causing space to tremble and collapse. However, with a boom, it slapped First Holy Son in the face again!

But this time, Zhang Dongcheng did not slap his hand until the bones in his hand were shattered. Instead, he pushed First Holy Son away and flew across the sky, knocking over three or four tall mountains and making him dizzy.

"You still have a quarter of an incense stick of time. If you don't put in more effort, your ancestor's battle spirit will never return!" Zhang Dongcheng said in ridicule.

First Holy Son who was lying in the ruins heard this and immediately became numb.

Sacred Ground of the North Sea, the great technique for the recovery of the battle spirit, was an extremely forbidden technique. Using the fleshly body as a guide, it would attract the spirits of the ancestors.

If one didn't kill tens of thousands of people and then inundate the heavens with their own blood, their ancestral battle spirit wouldn't be able to leave their bodies.

And if the Ancestral Soul was invited, and was still unable to defeat it within the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the Ancestral Soul would no longer care whether that fellow was his descendant or not.

Which is to say, if First Holy Son didn't kill Zhang Dongcheng quickly, and killed over ten thousand people from the Blood Sacrifice Ancestors, his body would no longer be his, and would completely lose control!

Such an ending was even worse than death!

First Holy Son roared out like a stray dog, his snow-white eyes exploded with an extremely cold killing intent.

"Roar!"

The First Holy Son roared towards the sky, and all of his crystal-like hair stood up vertically, like a hedgehog. The demonic nature of his body, which was a head taller than Zhang Dongcheng, gave rise to an uncontrollable undulation in the air.

With a single step, the entire space caved in. No one could believe how extremely violent of a strength this was.

Zhang Dongcheng, you damned fellow, eat this!

The voice of the First Holy Son was earth-shattering, causing the void to split open everywhere, revealing many large holes. The people who were hiding thousands of miles away frantically retreated, but there were still two or three unfortunate fellows who bled from their orifices and died on the spot.

In that instant, the entire sky was suddenly filled with roiling killing intent, as if a raging tide was attacking the ten thousand worlds. Resplendent saber lights shot up into the sky, as if tens of thousands of volcanoes had erupted at the same time.

Beneath the heavens and the earth, millions of saber lights shot out densely. Each blade was a hundred zhang in length, and its edge was ice-cold. The light was as resplendent as a forest of divine weapons, filled with killing intent.

The Everlasting Kill of the North Sea contained millions of blade gleams!

All the warriors trembled in fear as they looked at the scene before them. It was as if the entire world was covered in a cold, sharp blade light that sent chills down their spines.

How could Zhang Dongcheng defend against such a terrifying martial skill?

"In this First Holy Son, there are countless martial skills, and the Northern Sea Murder's Berserk Kill, Northern Sea Formless, is there any other type of killing, killing, killing, or killing in the Northern Sea?" Sun Danchi looked at them from afar and said while trembling in fear.

"I don't know why Senior Brother Zhang looked so strong, but he was extremely weak. If he could get rid of this negative state, killing this First Holy Son wouldn't be difficult at all!" Yin Yunyi said worriedly.

On the other side, First Holy Son had already unleashed his most powerful move.

"Boundless Slash of the North Sea!"

His eyes revealed incomparable hatred, and a divine light exploded out for a distance of several tens of meters. With a loud roar, the First Holy Son sent over ten thousand blade beams of light, as if they were arms, towards Zhang Dongcheng.

Ten thousand blade lights rushed over like a mad tide, as though they wanted to split heaven and earth apart. The blade lights covered the sky and covered the sun, as though's figure was submerged by the ocean.

"Clopidogrel!"

Each of these blade-light was hundreds of meters long. They were like real long blades cutting through the air. The sharp blade-light was so powerful that nothing could stop it. It tore through the sky and cut through the sky. It was invincible.

This incomparably terrifying scene caused everyone watching to hurriedly retreat thousands of miles away. They felt as if their hearts were about to stop beating as they couldn't help but gasp.

It was not less than ten thousand kilometers away. Even if the First Holy Son's Boundless North Sea Killing technique was not aimed at them, they could only feel fear in their hearts and not be able to extricate themselves.

If this place was like this, then there was no need to mention how much of a pressure Zhang Dongcheng, who was the target of the blade light, had to endure.

"Dang, dang, dang!"

"Golden Space Split!"

The Zhang Dongcheng Solitary Peak Immortal Slaying Sword brought out a tide of Sword Qi, releasing an endless amount of Sword Qi. Each sword strike was a true sword art, the Divine Sword Technique was able to send tens of thousands of blade lights flying, it was calm and composed!

As his strength recovered, Zhang Dongcheng also became more and more confident and at ease. In Zhang Dongcheng's eyes, this First Holy Son technique, which seemed extremely shocking, became increasingly lacking.

"Boundless Slaughter of the North Sea – 100,000 slashes!"

Seeing that the Ten Thousand Slashes were ineffective, the First Holy Son did not hesitate at all and immediately used an even stronger technique. The one hundred thousand frost blade energies emitted a terrifying killing intent, annihilating the heavens and destroying the earth!

"Burning the Heavens!"

Two sparks jumped about in Zhang Dongcheng's eyes, and before long, it became a blazing fire that spread out from the depths of his eyes. It was like a volcanic eruption, and completely wrapped around the hundred thousand blade lights that blotted out the sky and covered the earth!

10,000 miles away, this flame still made all the martial artists feel extremely uncomfortable. It was so hot that it seemed as if it could roast a person dry. In an instant, everyone began to sweat profusely.

A hundred thousand blade lights were annihilated by Zhang Dongcheng's fire. They melted in midair and dropped to the ground like molten iron, gradually becoming dimmer and dimmer and turning into ashes.

Countless sparks fell onto First Holy Son's frost armor, but immediately sank down. The frost armor made from ice could not withstand the flames that contained the Pure Lotus Demon Flame at all, causing First Holy Son to scream out in pain as he struggled to extinguish it.

"The Dongcheng's elder brother's flames seem to be a little different, they're closer to a milky white," Yun Ruyu said to Yun Qingya unconsciously as she looked on foolishly.

"Yeah, he improved again! His progress is unbelievable!" Yun Qingya was also dazzled, she only looked at Zhang Dongcheng's face and her beautiful face flushed.

"Ten Thousand Slashes, One Hundred Thousand Slashes. First Holy Son, don't say that your next step is a million slashes! If this goes on, when will it be the end? " Zhang Dongcheng floated in the air with ease. His energy recovery had already reached eighty percent, in another one to two minutes, he would be able to completely knock First Holy Son over and step on his ten thousand feet again.