Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 150: Battle of the Primordial Spirit
"Why is your spirit so powerful?"
He had not noticed Wang Chen just now as he was far away in the starry sky, but now he could see clearly that Wang Chen's body was extremely huge. Compared with him, his own soul form could only reach his knees.
In other words, it is the difference between children and adults.
Bang!
A punch hit the flesh, and a fist as big as his head was imprinted on the face of Tongtian Demon Emperor, knocking him away and falling on the empty ground.
"I've tolerated you for so long!"
Wang Chen's face showed a look of extreme hatred. He jumped up and actually rode on the body of Tongtian Demon Emperor as if he was in a street fight. Fists as big as casserole pots rained down on his ancient and ethereal face.
No matter whether they are cultivators or demons, no one will judge the strength of their opponent by the size of their body.
But the soul is different. Although there are secret techniques to condense the soul, the huge form of the soul must represent its power.
After the mask devoured the Blood Ghost King, Wang Chen's soul was far superior to that of the geniuses of the same level of cultivation, and was even comparable to the Demon King, so he was able to resist the annihilation of the Demon Emperor Tongtian.
Bang bang bang bang!
Wang Chen's rage was all turned into punches that hit flesh.
After a brief contact with the Demon Emperor Tongtian, he finally understood why those two weird emperor thoughts behaved in such an extremely annoying way. It was clearly due to the hypocritical behavior of the Demon Emperor Tongtian himself.
"Disgusting old ghost!"
Bang! A punch.
"He looks kind and gentle on the outside, but he's mean and dirty on the inside!"
Bang, another punch.
"I have no grudge against you, but you actually schemed against me all the way!"
Bang bang bang!
The entire head of the Demon Emperor Tongtian was covered with indentations from fist marks.
Wang Chen was still not satisfied and continued to beat him madly and tirelessly.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a huge figure slowly approaching from a distance.
His men kept moving, and when he looked up, he saw a gigantic figure like the one that appeared in ancient legends walking towards him from the edge of the Divine Sea.
That man was a hundred feet tall, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his legs stepped in the sea of consciousness, as if he was wading through a thin stream.
The mist from the divine sea flowed between his legs, making him look like a giant connecting heaven and earth.
"This old ghost is so huge!" Wang Chen was shocked. He clearly saw that the giant had a gloomy face and was wearing a dark green robe. He was actually the Tongtian Demon Emperor.
After being stunned, his fist stopped.
The Tongtian Demon Emperor, who was still in a miserable state as he was being ridden under the body, wanted to smile calmly, but his face was bruised and swollen at the moment, and his smile was extremely forced and embarrassed.
"Reincarnated spirit, do you think I am the original spirit? Ridiculous. The original spirit can transform into millions of forms. How can you imagine its magical powers? What you beat up was just a strand of his hair. Let me go quickly. Kneel down and lick my toes. I can ask the original spirit for mercy."
"Noisy!"
Wang Chen didn't even look at the Tongtian Demon Emperor under him, and slapped him hard on the face with a loud slap.
When the clone is humiliated, the original body feels the same way.
As the saying goes, when beating a dog, you must also look at the owner. He is a powerful man passed down by word of mouth among the demon clan, and his status is extremely respected. Even if he is a statue, no one dares to disrespect him. Anyone who dares to insult the statue will be sentenced to death, let alone slapping the incarnation of his own spiritual consciousness.
The giant Tongtian Demon Emperor in the distance moved his legs, and as the earth and mountains shook, he walked towards us with murderous intent.
When he got closer, he saw Wang Chen using his hands and feet, rubbing and twisting, and stuffing a worn boot into the mouth of the bruised and swollen clone.
Looking at his bare foot, the leather shoes seemed to have just been taken off his feet and were still steaming hot.
The clone struggled in vain, his mouth almost burst by the shoe, and he could only look over with helpless eyes.
This look seemed to ignite the flame of hatred in the Demon Emperor Tong Tian. He could no longer maintain his calm and composed demeanor and shouted angrily, "How dare you, you brat!"
The sound was like thunder, and the hands as big as the pond came with a strong sound of wind, fanning fiercely like catching flying insects.
Wang Chen kicked the clone hard in the face, took advantage of the momentum to fly into the air, turned into a stream of light and sank into the inherited starry sky above his head.
"You still want to leave in front of me?" Tongtian Demon Emperor shouted loudly and leaped into the air. There was a dazzling golden light and he turned into a huge peacock and soared into the sky.
The whole body of the peacock was golden, as if it was made of gold, especially the fluttering golden tail feathers, like a phoenix.
The spirit of the extinct mythical beast, the Mingwang Peacock, has reappeared in the legend of the demon clan.
In the sky, stars of all sizes are shining brightly, presenting halos of various colors.
Wang Chen's soul is hidden among this sea of stars.
"I will destroy your sea of divine world and see if your soul can still exist." Ming Wang Peacock roared.
With a spread of its wings, a golden fire storm was set off, rolling in all directions.
At this time, Wang Chen appeared, and more than ten light balls appeared around him, arranged in a way that converged and repelled each other. It was extremely mysterious and brought with it a huge momentum.
As Wang Chen pushed with both hands, these light balls vibrated and shot towards the Demon Emperor Tongtian.
boom!
The terrifying flame storm met the ball of light, causing a series of explosions.
The gray fog was rolling, and the entire divine sea was like a raging sea with huge waves at this moment.
Wang Chen's body twisted and his spirit faded a lot.
This is his sea of consciousness. If his sea of consciousness is damaged, it will inevitably backfire on his soul. Just like a war of aggression, the devastated country will be the eternal pain of the invaded.
However, what is more terrible than the suffering of invasion is that if the invasion cannot be repelled, the consequence will be destruction.
Wang Chen understood this clearly. He shouted loudly and controlled more light balls to crash into the Demon Emperor Tongtian. Even if these light balls were precious inheritances, he would not hesitate.
One ball of light exploded after another, and storms of various colors rose up, turning into dazzling waves that rushed towards the Demon Emperor Tongtian like flashing stardust. The scene was tragic and shocking.
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of Tongtian Demon Emperor. He knew clearly what price he would have to pay to detonate his own sea of divine power and injure the enemy with the intention of dying together. At the same time, the master of the sea of divine power would inevitably be severely injured.
This requires courage and the awareness to endure this inhuman pain.
He opened his sharp beak, let out a sharp cry, and spewed out white flames towards the colorful waves.
However, the power of this huge wave was so terrifying that it was close to him in the blink of an eye and hit him.
In the colorful waves, golden feathers were falling off the body of Tongtian Demon Emperor one by one, and golden blood was flowing.
In the blink of an eye, several blood holes appeared all over his body without any warning, and blood mist continued to explode.
"No!" A shrill cry sounded. The Demon Emperor Tongtian shouted.
The fight between souls is the most dangerous, which is equivalent to two naked and defenseless bodies fighting each other with extremely sharp blades. There are only minor injuries or serious injuries, and there is no winner who is unscathed.
This kind of pain of having feathers stripped off all over the body was something that the Demon Emperor Tongtian had never experienced even in his thousands of years of experience.
He wanted to howl in pain, but held it back. If he lost his composure in front of Wang Chen at his age of thousands of years old, he would rather commit suicide.
He curled up into a ball and defended himself with all his might. Finally, the colorful violent waves gradually subsided.
At this moment, the Demon Emperor Tongtian was in a very miserable state. Most of his feathers had fallen off, revealing a strong body, which looked totally natural.
"I admit that I underestimated you. You are very patient, but there is no point in adding to your suffering!
"Wang Chen's whole body was shaking, and the pain was like steel needles piercing his head.
"You old chicken, you're still being stubborn!" Wang Chen was panting. His soul had turned translucent, and through his body, one could see the scenery behind him.
This old chicken cry almost angered the Demon Emperor Tongtian to death. He looked up to the sky and roared, "If I wasn't afraid of bursting your sea of consciousness, I would use all my soul here and crush you in a snap of my fingers."
"You really deserve to die!"
He spread his broken wings, and suddenly countless blue rays of light gathered from all directions across the Divine Sea.
Blue light enveloped his broken body, and only a pair of eyes filled with hatred penetrated everything and fixed on Wang Chen's face.
In the light, the body of the Demon Emperor Tongtian recovered rapidly, and his body became even larger.
It really is a formation...
This formation must be connected to the sleeping corpse of the Demon Emperor Tongtian, and can continuously replenish the consumed soul. There is no way I can compete with the soul of the Demon Emperor.
Wang Chen understood that the Demon Emperor Tongtian was not bragging. Compared with the Demon Emperor's soul, his own soul was as small as dust.
He moved and disappeared into the sea of starry sky again.
Behind him, the huge body of the Tongtian Demon Emperor was extremely angry. He let out a sharp cry, waved a pair of golden wings, rolled up raging flames, and flew up.
"I will destroy your sea of consciousness, leaving you nowhere to hide." Tongtian Demon Emperor roared, and a terrifying beam of light shot out from his mouth, containing extremely high heat.
An explosion sounded, and several inheritance light balls were hit by the light beam and exploded.
The wind was howling and all kinds of storms were hitting Wang Chen's sea of consciousness, which became a mess.
Wang Chen was hiding behind the largest and tallest ball of light. With every explosion of the light ball, his body would flash like light.
“Soon.”
He frowned, enduring the pain in his brain, and waited for an opportunity.
