diskusbooks Chapter 142 Hidden Power, Green Sprout Covering
Chapter 142 Hidden Power, Green Sprout Covering
Layers of mist rose behind the Holy Son of Lihuo and gradually spread to every corner of the Yuanshen Sect. Countless tough chains extended from his back, and he looked at everyone surrounding him with bared fangs and claws.
Everyone here was frightened by the look. Li Yan, who was at the same level of cultivation as the Holy Son of Lihuo at this time, stood at the front, and other elders of the Yuanshen Sect were also behind him to help.
The two sides are in opposition. On the surface, it seems that the people of Yuanshen Sect have the upper hand, but in fact, the Holy Son of Lihuo can compete with all of them alone, and there are also many people from Yaoshen Sect hiding in secret.
"Don't move. I am enough to kill these ants!" The Holy Son of Lihuo held up a bright red fireball of a somewhat strange shape in his hand. He was extremely arrogant. It was not until this time that the people of Yuanshen Sect realized that the Holy Son of Lihuo was not the only one who had rushed here.
Come to think of it, no matter how conceited the Holy Son of Lihuo is, how could he possibly come to Yuanshen Sect alone? He is arrogant, but he is not stupid. Coming to Yuanshen Sect alone is simply courting death!
Neither side was in a hurry to move, but the chains behind the Holy Son of Lihuo gradually began to swing, with each chain facing one person. The Holy Son of Lihuo alone could block thousands of lions!
In a very short moment, both sides moved almost at the same time. The chains of the Saint Son of Lihuo were made of the scales of his own body. After assisting the Holy Emperor in capturing the rebellious Flame Soul War Lord and others last time, the Holy Emperor endowed the Saint Son of Lihuo's scales with imperial power, and they were reborn on the original basis and became even more powerful.
"Extract the marrow and cut the tendons!" The Holy Son of Lihuo controlled the chains behind him to connect every person. The Yuanshen Sect disciples with lower cultivation levels present had their hearts directly locked by chains. The beating stopped immediately, and every blood vessel extending from the heart was cut off. The blood color on their faces gradually disappeared, and they began to turn pale and shriveled.
Li Yan looked at his companions who were hurt so badly that they wished they were dying. He summoned his armor, picked up his sword and frantically chopped at the chains closest to him, trying to break them and free them.
But the reality is that his strength is still far behind that of the current Lihuo Saint. The chains remained motionless under his sword. In a very short period of time, most of the disciples had turned into shriveled corpses. After the Dragon Dao, their life stars were gone and they could never be resurrected!
Upon seeing this, Li Yan and several supreme elders of the Heavenly Dao Realm rushed to the front of the Holy Son of Lihuo and took out all the treasures in their hands. However, the Holy Son of Lihuo was not surprised at all. Although he was powerful, it was still easy for the entire Yuanshen Sect to find a few people in the Heavenly Dao Realm with cultivation similar to his.
Li Yan knew from the beginning that this was useless. He had just entered the middle level of the Heavenly Dao, while the Holy Son of Lihuo was already the best among them. However, no matter how strong a person is, they will have weaknesses. While attacking, he kept looking for the weakest point on the body of the Holy Son of Lihuo. Unfortunately, he did not find it. The Heavenly Dao power in the body of the Holy Son of Lihuo had no flaws at all.
Li Yan's brain was working frantically, but he still didn't know how he could find that little chance of winning in the face of absolute strength.
The Holy Son of Lihuo looked at the humble ants in front of him and sneered in his heart. The mayfly also wanted to shake the big tree. He pointed at a chain and flew towards Li Yan. He was also tired of the ants jumping around in front of him!
At this time, countless green sprouts grew out of the ground, occupying the entire ground in an instant. At the same time, nine-day thunders fell, splitting into countless fine branches that connected to each green sprout.
The Holy Son of Lihuo was separated from everyone else by a mysterious lightning net. There was surprise in everyone's eyes, especially the Holy Son of Lihuo. He forcefully endowed the power of Heaven onto the chains, but the stronger the chains were, the greater the restraints. It was impossible for this to be done by just one person!
The Holy Son of Lihuo looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the clouds. He looked directly at the thunderclouds, and a mysterious power shot out of his eyes. It was not the power of heaven, nor the power of laws, nor the power of souls. Everyone in the Yuanshen Sect could see that this was a new form of power!
This visible force passed through the lightning net and rushed straight into the sky. It exploded the moment it touched the thundercloud. The thundercloud dissipated, and the lightning stored in the thundercloud struck down all at once, directly hitting the Soul Palace of Yuanshen Sect!
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, a mere lightning net thinks you can stop me?"
The tough lightning net only restricted the Holy Son of Lihuo for a short period of time. After knowing that his own power could penetrate the lightning net, the Holy Son of Lihuo tried his best to transform the power of Heaven into that kind of power. Unfortunately, even the Holy Son of Lihuo did not have the ability to maximize the transformation.
"I'll let you go this time!"
Looking at the destroyed Soul Palace, the Holy Son of Lihuo was very satisfied. He left on his own, regardless of whether his men could break free from their restraints. The mysterious power in his body could prevent him from being bound by the lightning net.
The Holy Son of Lihuo relaxed his muscles and bones, feeling only amusement. The Longxu Realm had begun to see strange changes in heaven and earth, and the arrival of troubled times might be ahead of schedule. His progress in finding fun would probably be accelerated.
The Holy Son of Lihuo walked slowly, and did not look so relaxed, but he eventually disappeared, and no one knew where he was going.