Chapter 1778 Ghost Emperor's Dharma Form, Ten Thousand Beasts Thunder Flame
Chapter 1778 Ghost Emperor's Dharma Form, Ten Thousand Beasts Thunder Flame
On the battlefield, as the massive skeletal hand that obscured starlight reached down from the spatial rift, the endless golden threads emitted by the Soul-Devouring Banner all collapsed.
Even the twenty-odd Saint Venerable Realm vengeful ghosts were suppressed at this moment.
With just one hand, all of Mo Fan's efforts were destroyed.
Rumbling--
Immediately following, a series of muffled sounds resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The withered imperial palace, which had been dragged into the golden river, broke free and began to fly towards the huge spatial rift above, as if to return to its rightful owner.
"How could I possibly give away what I've set my sights on?!"
“Stay here!!”
Mo Fan's face darkened, and he let out a low roar. The enormous phantom of the world around him quickly solidified.
In a mere instant, a corner of the void world was completely manifested in the Nine Netherworld.
Although only a corner of the world manifested, it enveloped the entire battlefield area, also encompassing the enormous palace and the skeletal hand.
However, the skeletal hand seemed oblivious, grabbing the withered bone palace and then attempting to retract it into the spatial rift.
However, at this moment, strands of seven-colored light appeared out of thin air, transforming into chains of divine laws that firmly locked the withered bone palace, while continuously spreading upwards and gradually wrapping around the white bone hand.
"Om-"
The skeletal hand trembled, and a terrifying aura unique to the Ghost Emperor emanated from it, attempting to break free from the restraints of the seven-colored divine chains. However, it did not succeed; instead, it was bound tighter and tighter, eventually even digging into the bones of the skeletal hand.
"Break it for me!!"
Mo Fan let out a roar, and with a thought, even more power of law surged out from the surrounding void, instantly transforming into seven-colored divine chains of law that wrapped around the white bone hand and tightened continuously.
"Kakaka..."
Almost instantly, the massive skeletal hand, radiating imperial might, was covered in cracks and finally exploded with a "bang"!
Without the obstruction of the giant skeletal hand, the Bone Imperial Palace was instantly pulled by the endless chains of divine laws and plunged straight into the Void World.
"Be bold!"
"How dare you murder the Emperor!?"
Suddenly, a furious roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the sky, accompanied by a powerful imperial aura.
Mo Fan's expression changed slightly. He then took a deep breath, and his armor instantly shone with golden light. At the same time, a golden light flew out from between his brows, transforming into a wooden sword that hovered around him. Then, a black jar carved with many toads also flew out from between his brows and hovered above his head.
Finally, Mo Fan casually reached out and grasped the Soul-Devouring Banner tightly in his palm, only then feeling much more at ease.
He looked up at the spatial rift in the sky, only to see that it was about to disappear.
Although space can be broken by external forces, the laws and order of the world are constantly repairing the cracks in space.
Just then, two large, skeletal hands suddenly emerged from the spatial rift and ripped open to both sides!
The spatial rift that was about to disappear was suddenly torn open again.
At this moment, Mo Fan finally saw what was behind the spatial rift: an enormous skeleton!
The skeleton shone with a silvery luster, wore bone armor, and even had a crown on its head. Pale golden soul flames flickered in its eyes.
With just one glance, Mo Fan felt an inexplicable, terrifying pressure acting on his mind, making him feel somewhat exhausted.
Fortunately, he had comprehended the laws of the soul, and his mental strength had already increased countless times, so he managed to withstand the discomfort.
The silver skull was enormous, much larger than the spatial rift that had been torn open; Mo Fan could only see its upper body.
"How dare a candle's light rival the sun's brilliance?"
"The imperial majesty cannot be desecrated. No matter who you are, you must die!"
The silver skull glared at Mo Fan, then raised its hand to grab him.
"Ha! You are nothing but a mere ghost from the Netherworld, yet you dare to call yourself Hao Ri?"
"So what if he's the Ghost Emperor?"
"Today I, the Emperor, will defile you; what can you do about it?!"
Mo Fan laughed ferociously, all fear vanished from his heart, replaced by a burning fighting spirit!
He had already realized that this was not the true form of the Bone Demon Emperor, but merely a temporary manifestation created by some kind of supernatural power.
Therefore, he was not afraid of it much.
He has always considered himself the best below the Great Sage. If he can't even defeat this mere Ghost Emperor Dharma Form, then what kind of best is he?
How can it be considered invincible?
The Ghost Emperor's Dharma form remained unmoved. A massive white bone hand descended from the sky, obscuring the entire sky, as if it intended to wipe Mo Fan and the entire battlefield away.
Before the giant skeletal hand had even fully descended, it caused the ground below to tremble violently, creating countless fissures in the earth. The area where Mo Fan was located sank more than ten feet down!
Its power and influence were truly overwhelming!
Mo Fan stood on the sinking ground without flinching or dodging, his hair and the hem of his golden armor fluttering wildly in the wind from the terrifying aura.
He looked up at the massive skeletal hand that was relentlessly attacking him, took a deep breath, then stepped back, clenched his right fist, raised it to his ear, and bent his entire body slightly backward, forming a bow-like posture.
At the same time, a mark formed by the fusion of golden flames and golden lightning suddenly appeared on Mo Fan's brow, followed by two huge Dharma images shining out from his body.
Both of these dharma images looked exactly like Mo Fan.
One body was engulfed in golden flames, while the other was shimmering with lightning; they were respectively the Dharma forms of the God of Fire and the God of Thunder!
At this moment, the two Dharma forms also changed along with Mo Fan's movements.
Immediately afterwards, behind these two Dharma images, countless strange beasts of various shapes and colors were reflected.
After these illusory images of strange beasts appeared, the entire world was instantly filled with the power of thunder and fire.
"Humph!"
"You dare to fight back against me, the Emperor? Your courage is commendable, but unfortunately, it's nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree!"
Upon seeing this, the Ghost Emperor's Dharma Image sneered repeatedly.
He was the Bone Demon Emperor, who attained the Great Sage realm more than 10,000 years ago and established his own Bone Dynasty, ruling over a vast Bone territory, with no fewer than several hundred Ghost Kings under his command.
Since becoming the Ghost Emperor, he has only ever looked at those of the same realm, and he doesn't care about cultivators below the Great Saint realm at all.
After all, he was the Bone Demon Emperor, capable of annihilating all cultivators below the Great Saint Realm with a mere flick of his wrist, including the Ghost King who was currently provoking him.
Faced with the mockery of the Ghost Emperor's Dharma Form, Mo Fan did not speak. Instead, he fully activated the power of the Thunder and Fire Laws. At the same time, he also mobilized the thunder and fire of the entire Void World as well as the power of the buffing laws, and finally evolved a powerful divine ability, throwing a punch!
Supernatural Power: Thunder Flame of Ten Thousand Beasts!!
Countless strange beasts surged forth, meeting the giant white-boned beast falling from the sky, and finally transformed into two equally enormous fists.
A fist radiating golden flames and a fist radiating golden lightning!
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