C402 It Was like He Was on the Verge of Death
C402 It Was like He Was on the Verge of Death
When he first probed the white giant hand, he only thought that it was an insignificant trick.
It could be broken with a snap of his fingers.
However, when the giant white palm hit the front and back of his eyes, Heifeng could feel the vast power of heaven from it!
True Immortal Stage?
In front of such a mighty force, a True Immortal was nothing!
Even a higher level expert might not be able to last more than two breaths!
"You... Who are you!?" Heifeng roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes filled with disbelief.
There were countless experts in Upper Realm, and Heifeng knew that there were people outside the mountain.
However, even if he had never seen anyone stronger than him, he had at least heard of them.
What they looked like, what kind of divine ability they used, and what kind of skill they used.
At least I have heard a bit about them.
The divine ability that this young man casually threw out has such terrifying power.
Then who was he?
What was his background?
Where did he come from? What was his name? Which family did he come from?
If he was lucky, he might even know the elders of his family.
"Is there a need for me to tell a dead person my family name?" Shen Jun smiled disdainfully, totally not putting the other party in his eyes.
Puff!
The huge palm clenched tightly.
Heifeng's True Immortal body exploded like a ripe watermelon.
A wisp of divine soul slowly flew out from the bright red blood.
"Bastard!! You actually dare to destroy my fleshly body, kid! Today, the Japanese Immortal will definitely take your dog life!!"
Heifeng flew into a rage. His divine soul turned into a bright red mist of blood and lunged at Shen Jun.
Its speed was even faster than a ray of light!
There were only a few disciples of the Tiansha Sect, and their combat strength was weak.
The reason why a sect like this could become a second-grade power was not only because of Heifeng's strength.
This Divine Soul Secret Technique was the foundation of the Tiansha Sect!
Especially to this Sect Master Heifeng.
After abandoning the limitations of his physical body, he could use the power of his divine soul without any restraint.
In other words, under the current state of his divine soul, he would be in his strongest state!
At this moment, even if a late True Immortal Stage expert came, as long as he caught even the slightest flaw, he would still end up dead.
He really didn't believe it.
A mere Late Period of Emperor Sovereign weakling was able to block his strongest attack?!
However, sometimes, the truth was that it didn't make sense.
Shen Jun didn't even move his finger. He only glanced at the red blood mist.
Ding!
A clear and crisp sound rang out in all directions.
Heifeng, who was in his divine soul state, was once again firmly locked in midair.
No matter how he struggled, he was unable to advance another inch.
"This is impossible! This is impossible!!"
"How could a mere Late Period of Emperor Sovereign have such a strange technique? How could he restrain me, Heifeng?"
"You... You must have hidden your true strength! Tell me! What realm are you in!?" Heifeng, whose mental defenses had completely collapsed, roared in a frenzy.
Shen Jun's means had already far exceeded his imagination.
In the world he knew, there was no such heaven defying power.
"I will buy your corpse and bring it back to life. Not only that, you don't have any gratitude for it. And even take my life. " Shen Jun sighed and shook his head. "An ungrateful person like you will continue to live in this world. It's just a waste of resources."
"So... you should just die."
After saying that, Shen Jun waved his hand.
Whoosh!
A golden flame instantly rose up and wrapped around the blood mist.
After that, an extremely mournful scream rang out.
"Ahhhhh!!! What... what the hell is this flame!? It can actually burn my soul! "
Within the golden flame, Heifeng's struggling could be faintly seen.
"He's willing to surrender now?" Shen Jun asked with a smile on his face.
"Give in? Hahahaha! Kid! Stop dreaming, what can a mere little flame do to me? I, Heifeng, am a True Immortal Expert! A True Immortal Expert that has died once! " In the flames, although Heifeng had suffered all kinds of torture, he still roared in an unyielding manner.
" Little flame? En... You're right, I also feel that this ignition is a bit small." Not only was Shen Jun not angry, his smile became even wider.
As soon as he finished speaking, a few more clusters of golden flames rose from the other side.
Whoosh!
This time, it was ten times more torturous than before.
The disciples who could only watch on helplessly could not help but cheer loudly.
This was a True Immortal Stage warrior!
He was being toyed with by his master like a toy. He could do whatever he wanted to.
His master was mighty!
Master is awesome! Master!
After staying by Shen Jun's side for so long, they more or less knew a little about the magic of Wasteland Small World.
At this moment, most of the disciples had already guessed Shen Jun's intention.
Master was probably trying to establish his prestige.
How could the True Immortal Expert not have some pride in its heart?
His master was currently using absolute strength to intimidate him until he completely subdued the other party, and even killed him before taking him under his command.
A True Immortal Expert being used as a pawn, that was really impressive.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Little brother, you... What is your purpose?! "
" I'm willing to talk to you! Please retract your Thaumaturgy! Everything is negotiable! "
Heifeng was really starting to panic.
Although the pain from the fire earlier was unbearable, it was still lacking in meaning. It was unable to harm the foundation of his divine soul.
However, it was different now.
If he stayed in this flame for a while longer, he was afraid that he would die again!
"You want to discuss with me?" Shen Jun smiled disdainfully.
He waved his hand gently.
The golden flame instantly turned into a long dragon and swallowed Heifeng's divine soul.
"Ahhhhhh!!! ”
Accompanied by a shrill cry, Heifeng's divine soul returned to nothingness once again.
Less than ten minutes after his resurrection, the dignified True Immortal Expert, and the Tiansha Sect's Master, Heifeng, were killed once again.
At least he still had a complete corpse before this.
But now, not even a speck of dust was left.
The other disciples looked at each other in dismay.
Everyone knew that their master could resurrect the dead in Wasteland Small World.
However, not even ashes were left... Could he really be resurrected?
Very quickly, Shen Jun used his actions to solve their doubts.
"Condense."
Shen Jun said with a calm expression, then gently waved his sleeve.
A cool breeze blew past.
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In an instant, the empty space was filled with light.
After that, it was a scene that stunned everyone.
The soul condensed, and the body grew out of thin air!
However, in the blink of an eye, a Sect Master Heifeng, who was full of energy and flesh, appeared in front of everyone.
The disciples:... "
This... He was burnt to the point that there was not even ashes left, and he could still be resurrected?
This method of Master is too heaven defying!!
Now, even if Shen Jun said that he was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, they would still believe him without hesitation.
After reviving, Heifeng looked at his own body with a dumbfounded expression.
This... this is reviving again?!
Touching this place, touching that place.
There was not a single spot of pain.
No... it was impossible.
The resurrection of the dead was already nonsense enough, let alone two times in a row.
Could it be that everything that happened just now was an illusion?!
Right!
It must be like this!
After making this guess, Heifeng immediately began to try all kinds of methods to break through the illusion realm.
Shen Jun didn't have any intention of stopping him. He just stood there and watched coldly.
He didn't need to do anything right now.
He just needed to wait.
He just had to wait for him to try again and again, and then fail again.
He had to wait for him to destroy the line of defense in his heart.
In any case, this was the Time White Tower's ninth floor. The time flow was 1: 2000. I can afford to wait for you to waste hundreds of years.
An hour later.
Heifeng was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He looked at Shen Jun with red eyes.
In this hour, he first tried hundreds of ways to break open the illusion realm.
Without exception, all of them failed.
Then, he tried to break through space and escape.
However, the stability of this space was simply terrifying!
He, a dignified True Immortal Expert, had smashed it with all his strength for several minutes. Not to mention shattering it, he hadn't even shaken it!
How could the spatial zone of Upper Realm be so firm?
Unless... this wasn't the Upper Realm.
At this point, Heifeng had no choice but to admit his current situation.
He had been resurrected twice.
This young man in front of him had the ability to easily crush him.
Looking at the sorry state of this True Immortal Expert, Shen Jun couldn't help but smile. "Sect Master Heifeng, right? I know what you are thinking."
"Come, try it yourself. Let's see if this is an illusion or not."
After saying that, the huge white palm appeared once again and slapped towards Heifeng.