C130 Ten Mixed Race

Hong Junlin walked forward with an imposing manner and an unruly expression on his face. Ten rays of brilliant light were flowing around his body, and they were flowing with brilliant colors. It was as if a rainbow had been attached to his body. His pupils were all colorful, as if they were also made of rainbows. He looked at the Prayer Drum that looked like a bloody sun, and a trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "If others can shatter the Prayer Drum, so can I."

With that, he took a large step forward, and ten beams of light shot out from his body. After transforming into a Rainbow Battle Armor, his aura became even more shocking. More than ten illusory figures appeared behind him. The person in front was a tall human. He wore a python robe and held a Wu Gou in his hand. Behind the human figure was an ancient tree that took root in the void. It seemed to be absorbing the nutrients between heaven and earth. Then, there was an enormous lion, its entire body golden. It flickered with light. Then, there was an enormous devil bird that spread its wings. It covered the void. It was the Immovable Nether Bird...

At this moment, Hong Junlin was extremely powerful. His pupils were golden, and the Genuine Qi exploded, causing the void to distort.

"Mixed blood, it seems like he's a hybrid of Ten Clans." The Rainbow Heavenly Chicken curled its lips, "He is far from being a mixed blood of the Hundred Races. Back then, I have seen mixed blood of the Ten Thousand Races..."

Hong Junlin's explosive aura shocked everyone.

"So powerful! Could it be that Hong Junlin wants to defy the heavens?"

"Look, after the ten illusionary figures, there are still eleven more..." Zhan Xuanji looked a little surprised, "Which path did you take?"

Even when facing such an earth-shattering figure like Zhan Xuanji, she did not turn her head, "Yes."

He took a big step forward and a terrifying aura burst out. He suddenly shouted, "Sound for your father."

After saying that, he suddenly threw a punch at the Prayer Drum!

"Nine Nether Fist!"

The moment he attacked, it was the Grade 6 Precious Arts! The strength of a ninth grade Precious Arts, every time it exceeded the Grade 1, was unimaginable. When the Grade 8 Remnant Scripture was born in the Spirit City, it had attracted countless people to fight for it. However, no one had thought that Hong Junlin would use the Grade 6 Nine Nether Fist as soon as he attacked!

He struck out with his right hand, causing countless black ancient characters to jump about. In addition, pure black devil Qi surged out from them. It turned into a huge fist imprint that broke through the void and arrived in front of the Prayer Drum!

"Eh? Hong Junlin is so strange. Apart from the meridians that allow him to command, he has also opened up a main meridian. It's even stronger than the main meridian... This kind of meridian opening technique is really powerful." Hong Zheng had already opened the Absolute Beginning Desolate Pupil a long time ago, and he could clearly see the essence of the technique in an instant.

"No wonder people say that the most powerful state of attack is the beast body, but the most powerful state of cultivation is the human body!" Hong Zheng muttered to himself.

Zhan Xuanji was closer to Hong Zheng. After hearing Hong Zheng's words, she looked at Hong Zheng with a meaningful look in her eyes. However, she was also extremely shocked in her heart. This was because he had only made a guess about Hong Junlin's Pulse Invigorating Technique. However, he had never thought that... Hong Zheng actually understood the nature of the matter in an instant.

After thinking for a while, Zhan Xuanji said, "This is an ancient body forging technique. A human body contains great secrets. Body forging is more general. To be precise, what was refined was the tendons, tendons, skin, and blood. It was the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, Twelve Standard Meridians, and 206 bones in the entire body. Blood. In fact, with Hong Junlin's talent, he should have been able to break through to the Bone Reproduction Stage a long time ago. However, he had been suppressing it. He wanted to reach the peak of every step he took."

When Hong Zheng heard this, a strange look appeared in his eyes." Muscles, tendons, veins, and blood... "

With every step Hong Junlin took, the ground would shake slightly. In the end, his aura was extremely terrifying. It was as if an ancient Giant Beast had awoken, charging into the abyss! He continued to punch out with the Nine Underworlds Fist, striking the Prayer Drum!

Boom! The drum beat was like thunder, shaking the heavens and resounding through the horizon. A circle of blood red ripples spread out from the Prayer Drum!

Hong Junlin saw this and a trace of a cold smile appeared on his lips. He crossed his hands, and the power of ten bloodlines in his body suddenly erupted. They turned into two huge axes and slashed at the blood red ripples!

The blood red ripple was instantly shattered, but Hong Junlin did not move at all. After that, Hong Junlin struck out a second punch.

Dong! The drum beat sounded again, like a battle song from ancient times.

"Indeed worthy of being called the strongest Heavenly Favourite, he actually struck out a second punch!"

"Hong Junlin is too powerful."

The young man said. "No wonder he is a hybrid of the Ten Clans. The power of his bloodline is really terrifying."

After that, the third sound was heard. The blood red ripples became stronger and stronger, and Hong Junlin could no longer resist it. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. In the end, the blood red ripple was like a huge wave that shook the heavens. All of it struck Hong Junlin's body!

Puff! Hong Junlin spat out a mouthful of blood and dripped it onto the ground. Colorful light flowed out, and a rainbow appeared on the ground.

Hong Junlin's face was pale and gloomy. He didn't say anything. He stared at Worship King and snorted coldly. "You are obviously making things difficult for me!"

Everyone revealed a look of despair. "Even Hong Junlin failed. Who else could succeed? This is simply impossible."

Worship King ignored them and said coldly, "Next, you all still have the time for an incense stick to burn. After the time for an incense stick to burn... Hehe... "

He actually laughed. It was an extremely cruel and bloodthirsty laugh.

After that, dozens of experts walked up. All of them failed. Everyone began to fall silent. Suddenly, hundreds of rays of light burst out from the crowd. Surprisingly, it was a hundred experts who attacked at the same time, as if they wanted to kill Worship King.

Worship King cast a glance at them and stretched out his right hand. This strike had unleashed a tremendous force. His right hand rose against the wind and actually passed through the clouds, causing the nebulous Primordial Chaos to churn. A large, pale hand descended from the sky. It blotted out the sky and covered the void. The entire sky was covered by this large hand! The large hand swiftly descended and slammed onto the ground. Instantly, the ground exploded. A hundred experts were struck by this attack. All of them died!

"Overestimating yourself, next." Worship King said, "There's still half an incense stick of time left."

Feng Cangyu, who was dressed in white, walked over and said with a smile, "I'll give it a try."

Dong! Dong! Dong! He walked forward and did not make a sound. He struck three times in a row, and his face gradually became serious. The opening muttered to himself, "Illusion?"

Then, he stopped. Frowning, he threw another punch.

Dong! The fourth sound was heard. The Prayer Drum glowed brightly, and the thirteen faces turned. Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were deep in thought.

Everyone's thoughts were stuck in their throats. They hoped that Feng Cangyu would succeed.

However, just as Feng Cangyu was about to make the fifth sound, his body cracked like porcelain, and blood flowed out. After that, he retreated a few hundred meters, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. "I failed as well."

Emperor Hsiao, who was born from the Ancient Heaven Tree, and Crown Prince, who had a pair of wings on his back, also went up, but all of them ended in failure.

Zhan Xuanji sighed, "The Lee Qingfeng in the south is indeed worthy of being called the young Sovereign of Mount Jiuyi. He was actually able to shatter it."

Worship King sighed, "It seems that all of you will have to follow in the footsteps of those people in the past."

After he finished speaking, his Qi rose crazily. An unimaginable monstrous force rose within a few days, as if it could shatter the Doushuai Palace in the sky. At this moment, his killing intent was overflowing, and he was ready to attack.

Everyone was in despair, and their faces were filled with unwillingness.

"You are forcing us to do this. No wonder you won't die a good death, and you won't be able to live again." Someone cursed.

"Heavens, who is going to save me?"

"Senior Zhan, quickly think of something!"

"Wait, let me try." Right at this moment, a voice sounded by everyone's ears. It was like the sound of nature.