868: C868 Ghastly Clone

C868 Ghastly Clone

The Fengdu Ghost King was a heavyweight with a notorious reputation in the Ninth Heaven, and the entire Fengdu Mountain was behind him. It could be said that no one dared to mess with him. Even the most powerful Immortal King Great Leader, Crazy Night Three Autumn Night, did not dare to face it head-on in the Fengdu Mountain.

Ye Sanqiu had once said that if it was outside the Fengdu Mountain, killing the Ghost King would be as easy as turning his hand. However, within the range of Fengdu Mountain, the chances of him defeating the Ghost King were at most 30%.

The Spirit King had gone insane. He jumped down from the deathly pale bell and stood under it, holding the baneful creature in one hand. Then, he looked at Situ Xuan and suddenly waved his treasure.

Followed by a whimpering sound, the void instantly caved in for over three hundred thousand miles, and the power reached an extreme level. Three hundred thousand miles in the air turned into a massive black rift, slicing straight towards Situ Xuan.

Not to mention others, even if Eventide Three Autumn Leaf was hit in the face of this blow, he would still be severely injured if not killed. Even the source energy of a tycoon would dissipate into nothingness.

Situ Xuan was panting heavily, without a shred of sharpness to it. He looked old like an old man in the mortal world. But the moment this strike reached his body, he slowly raised the Heart Mirror in his hand.

His heart was like a mirror that could pierce through mountains and rivers!

The light of the Heart Mirror could shake the heavens and the earth. It shook the ancient and modern times as it directly collided with the Great Void Splitting Slash.

The three hundred thousand kilometer long spatial tear instantly vanished into nothingness. Countless space fragments landed on Situ Xuan's body, but the protective aura around Situ Xuan's body exploded outwards. As the purple gas rose, it directly shattered the countless fragments of space.

The Ghost King's pupils contracted madly, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

Just how far has this mortal elder managed to reach in comprehending the Dao of Confucianism?

Is this the terror of a supreme being?

Within his own domain, he had already reached the limit. Although he was old, his flesh and blood dried up, and his cultivation time was only a short 90 years, was he still this terrifying?

The Buried King closed his eyes. "The Ultimate Dao is indeed terrifying!"

The gods of the Western Orthodoxy also fell silent. Fortunately, this old man's lifespan was limited, and there was a very high chance that he would only have a few more months of life left. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for the entire Western Orthodoxy.

Situ Xuan dodged the Spirit King's shocking attack and slowly said, "You're not strong … "Can you tell me who I am now?"

The Ghost King's blood-red eyes were filled with a bloody aura.

"The Spirit King is really angry, it's about to use its super fierce Ghost Avatar." Buried King said to himself.

Legend has it that the super fierce ghost clone was related to the Dao Scripture. It was the supreme precious technique of the Genesis Era. Legend has it that Pangu established Heaven and Earth, and transformed three into three. The Yuan Spirit divided into three and turned into a supreme existence.

And the super fierce ghost clone was born out of this kind of terrifying precious technique.

The Ghost King's forehead lit up, and a wisp of black fog floated out. The black mist then spread out in the air, like ink dripping into a pool of water. Soon after, that wisp of black fog rapidly enlarged, turning into an unrivaled Giant Demon that was hundreds of millions of feet tall that could prop up the heavens and support the earth!

It was a fierce ghost with two horns on its head and an extremely strong body. It wielded a Sky Splitting Axe and its eyes were blood-red as it coldly looked at Situ Xuan.

Soon after, a second strand of black mist appeared, transforming into a giant black Buddha.

He had transformed into a fallen Buddha. This was a branch of the buddhist faith, and his race had once produced a world-shaking figure. It was said that he had once forced Buddha, Sakyamuni, to reincarnate.

The Fallen Buddha held a black lotus lamp in his hand. Within the lamp, a black flame could be seen burning. This was the Netherworld Flame. Every single flame was capable of burning a small world.

As for the third clone, it was a god with 18 wings. A door to hell appeared behind it, and countless ferocious ghosts appeared within it!

This was the super fierce ghost avatar. It had been born in the form of one Vapour Three Purities!

"Kill!" The Spirit King roared and the three super clones roared. The first Heavenly Axe slashed out, slashing towards Situ Xuan. The second one, the black refined from the Fallen Buddha's hand, flew out, causing a thick amount of natural essence to fall down and take root on Situ Xuan's head.

As for the third, the Gates of Hell opened, and one terrifying ghost after another rushed out, converging into a magnificent army.

Battle cries, roars, and the sound of waves rose and fell.

The fluctuations of the Fengdu Mountains were too violent. Everyone could clearly feel the energy after it spread far away.0

Even mortals could feel that there were two extraordinary creatures undergoing an enormous collision.

"Tell me, who am I?" Situ Xuan opened his mouth and stared at the three avatars fearlessly. The instant three powerful attacks landed on his body, Situ Xuan made his move.

He gently waved the walking stick in his hand and pointed it at the void.

Following that, ripples spread out with his walking stick as the center. At the start, these ripples were like thin waves, but in the end, every ripple turned into raging waves, and every ripple was as thick as a mountain. Moreover, they were still emitting a yellow radiance.

That was the glory of a saint!

"Saint's Radiance!"

"The sign of a saint!"

"He's a true Celestial Dao cultivator. In the field of Confucianism, he's already at the forefront of everyone!"

The light of a saint filled the air, wiping out all evil and evil, sweeping across countless miles. These stars were swept by the radiance of the Saints, so there was nothing wrong with them. There was nothing out of the ordinary about them. However, once the three doppelgangers were hit, they screamed miserably as their bodies were cut off and they disappeared.

The Ghost King's heart was filled with fear and anger. Was this the terror of a supreme cultivator?

That spot had gathered all sorts of Laws, Spirit Power, and Profound Qi, and soon after, they had gathered into a thumb-thick beam of light.

With a chi sound, the rainbow light pierced through the Spirit King's chest, nailing him into the air!

The Spirit King lowered its head in a daze, looking at its own chest. This beam of light directly brushed past his leader's source energy, the only thing left …

If he didn't use any divine abilities, then he didn't know any either. However, every move and every move was used to restrain him!

He had three inches of golden light protecting him, and he was an undying. Even the death knell would be hard to break!

"Old thing." The Spirit King had already lost all interest in fighting with him and turned around.

However, Situ Xuan opened his mouth, "Don't go, you still haven't told me who I am."

The Spirit King turned and left, but at this moment, Situ Xuan raised the walking stick in his hand and pointed it at the Spirit King.

Even the Immortal King couldn't see anything out of the ordinary about this. He only saw Situ Xuan strike out at the Spirit King from billions of miles away. However, in the eyes of the heavyweight, this attack was terrifying to the extreme.

This was because the attack had already entered the Dao! Just a little bit and he had already penetrated the source of his powerhouse!

The Spirit King coughed out black blood, and groaned in pain. And then, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.

Situ Xuan did not give chase, but a sorrowful look appeared in his eyes, "Could it be that I want to ask who I am, and why is it so difficult?"

Just as Situ Xuan was about to leave, a sinister voice rang out, "There's information regarding who you are. Can you go take a look?"

It was unknown where this voice came from, or who it came from.

On the other hand, Buried King's expression changed. He did not know who was making this weird noise.

But strangely, Situ Xuan suddenly turned towards the north, "Come out, it's you who's talking. I've seen you."

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