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Chapter 393 The Art of Wooden Man

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    "Me?" Ling Chen was stunned and smiled calmly: "I am here to kill you, so it's best to use your last trump card now, otherwise you will have no chance."

    His words were not arrogant or conceited at all. At his current speed, it would be easy to remove the head of the Demon Witch Lord in an instant.

    "It's hateful!!" The Demon Lord has never been so aggrieved in a day.

    He is a super strong man who dominates the Western Han Dynasty. In the entire Chinese martial arts world, he is at least enough to be ranked in the top ten.

    ¡°Whether it¡¯s Liu Changsheng or the Heavenly Lord of God¡¯s Organization, you have to call him Big Brother the Demon Witch in front of him.

    During the years when he was in charge of the witch lineage, no one dared to provoke him, and his momentum was so great that it resounded throughout the country.

    ¡°There are even people who give countless lavish gifts every year in order to seek the protection of the witch lineage.

    The word "Demon Witch Lord" is a frightening point in the minds of almost all martial arts scholars, just like when talking about the Chinese God of War, all martial arts scholars will show a look of horror and admiration.

    But today, a person appeared, slaughtered all the demon witches, and trampled all his dignity under his feet.

    This shame!

    This feeling of frustration!

    It made him roar with gnashing teeth for the first time in his life!

    "No one can defeat me, no one!"

    Suddenly, the eyes of the Demon Witch Lord were scarlet, and a soul-trembling wave came from his body, causing all the animals within a kilometer radius to flee in fright, as if they felt something extremely frightening.

    Immediately, the Demonic Witch Lord stretched out his hand, his thumbs straightened, then overlapping, and the handprints changed for a while, and finally he put his hands together.

    "Yin-Si-Xu-Chenthe art of opening into the secluded world!"

    As the Demon Witch Lord shouted loudly, his vitality was suddenly deprived of him, turning into three ghostly black lights that fell around him.

    At the moment when three black lights appeared, Ling Chen frowned and could feel three very powerful auras gushing out, at least they were all beings at the peak of the extreme realm.

    "It's not the Dharmakaya. What is this?" Ling Chen narrowed his eyes and became slightly serious.

    Those three black lights are on par with his strength. If you are careless, it is very likely that your boat will capsize in the gutter.

    "Ling Chen, these three black lights are the three previous demon witch masters of my demon witch lineage. Today, I sacrifice my longevity and use the forbidden secret technique to summon their souls to fight with me." The demon witch master's body gradually gradually  Withered, the voice was extremely weak.

    "In this battle, either you die or I die, so be mentally prepared!"

    Ling Chen paused.

    He has heard of the art of Tongyou, which summons the souls of long-dead warriors back to the world and resurrects them in physical form. They have no personality or self-awareness and become mere killing tools for the use of the practitioner.

    The deceased summoned by the art of connecting to the underworld cannot be killed by ordinary methods, and they are equivalent to immortality.

    It is worth mentioning that the art of Tongyou is a forbidden art at the cost of a person's lifespan. Once activated, when the soul of the deceased returns to the underworld, the caster will also lose his life, and his own soul will follow the soul of the deceased.  and enter the underworld.

    This demon witch master actually tried to kill himself at the cost of his life.

    I have to say, this is really a crazy person.

    While thinking to himself, the Demon Witch Lord stared at Ling Chen, his voice of hatred echoing in the air.

    "kill!"

    ¡°Kill him for me!¡±

    "Shattered to pieces!"

    After the words fell, the three black lights transformed into three figures. Although they had no faces, they had complete bodies.

    Three demon witch masters from past dynasties came and surrounded Ling Chen from three sides.

    The first-generation Demon Witch Lord made a hand seal, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a fireball. It then grew in size and spread, like a sea of ??fire, towards Ling Chen.

    In the sea of ??fire, several fire dragons rushed out. With the combination of fire bullets, they flew into the sky and seemed to be enough to burn the sky.

    "Well done!" Ling Chen smiled without fear. The magatama in his right eyeball turned from blurry to clear and quietly rotated in a circle.

    In an instant, a burst of frozen power suddenly rushed out from the pupils.

    The cold energy contained in this frozen power penetrates the soul like a needle, making a sharp and ear-piercing roar.

    It was extremely cold in March, and the ground was frozen. The cold currents penetrated the bones, and everything around Ling Chen turned into ice.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????Suddenly, the cold air turned into snowflakes, falling from the sky one after another. All objects stained with snowflakes were frozen.

    The entire sea of ????fire was directly frozen into ice by the power of ice.

    The second-generation Witch Lord and the third-generation Witch Lord got out of the way immediately, so nothing happened.

    "The first-generation Demon Witch Lord reacted a little too slowly, and his body instantly froze. Although he shattered the ice in time, it was already too late.

    At this time, Ling Chen grabbed hold of the void, and the cold air turned into ice hands, catching the first-generation Demon Witch Lord on the spot.

    The bombardment of freezing power made the first-generation Demon Lord¡¯s face covered in frost.

    However, even if he was under the ice, the first-generation Demon Witch Lord did not feel any pain, nor did his strength weaken, as if the ice was neither painful nor itchy for him.

    "In the undead state, can't we use physical power to attack?" Ling Chen thought for a moment, and a sword intention flew out from his fingers, covering it with the power of divine consciousness.

    He stretched out his figure and quietly appeared in front of the first-generation Demon Lord like a wisp of smoke.

    The extremely powerful sword intent surged out, killing all directions.

    Just like the lightning in the sky, the stars in the dark night are flashing and jumping.

    "Pfft!"

    With the sword falling, the figure of the first-generation witch master shook violently, and finally turned into a soul and disappeared from the place.

    "It works!" Ling Chen's eyes flashed when he saw this scene.

    Sure enough, he guessed right. Since the art of connecting to the underworld is based on summoning the soul of the deceased, no matter what the soul of the deceased turns into, it at least has a soul.

    As long as it is a soul, it cannot escape the killing of the power of divine consciousness.

    "Noimpossible!!" The Demon Lord's pupils shrank suddenly, his breath was almost exhausted to the extreme, his dry hands were shaking constantly, and his wrinkled face was full of disbelief.

    how so?

    Ling Chen actually killed the immortal first-generation Demon Witch Lord?

    What a joke!  !

    When he was about to die in horror, the second-generation Demon Lord raised his hands above his head. In an instant, the black evil energy was highly concentrated into a black sphere. The sphere braked and floated into the air, and a huge force of attraction surged out.

    All surrounding objects are out of control and are attracted to the sphere crazily, losing the ability to move.

    The third-generation Demon Witch Lord also took action, making a secret with both hands, and released purple lightning like tree branches, covering the sphere.

    Once an object falls on the sphere, it will be killed by purple lightning.

    The terrifying attraction continues to grow. Even though Ling Chen keeps retreating, he is still pulled away by the attraction.

    On the mountain, the long-haired transformation master who witnessed this scene shook his head and sighed.

    The two demigods took action, almost equal to the strength of gods.

    Ling Chen, it¡¯s about to end!

    At the same time, many high-level warriors who were paying attention to this battle shook their heads and sighed.

    In the end, it is still the Demon Lord who wins in the end.

    Sure enough, ginger is still spicy.

    Although Ling Chen is strong, he is still too young. In terms of methods, he cannot compare with the mighty masters of martial arts like the Demon Witch Lord.

    But at this moment, there was a loud shout in the sky, like the roar of thunder, shaking in all directions.

    "The art of wooden man, start!"

    "Boom"

    In an instant, countless big trees and branches rose up from the ground. They split the mountains, passed through the rocks, broke through the sky, spread to a height of 100 meters, and quickly wrapped up in Ling Chen.

    In just an instant, the 100-meter wooden man with Ling Chen as his original shape stood up, shook the mountains, and surged thousands of miles. His momentum was majestic and unstoppable.

    On the shoulders of the giant wooden man, Ling Chen stood firmly, his sleeves and robes dancing, and he was wrapped in a blue light, like a god.

    What is the concept of cultivating people within 100 meters?

    Even the giant of light Tiga in Ultraman is only about sixty meters tall. In front of this tree man, Tiga can only be regarded as a short winter melon.

    This power, like a god, caused a sensation throughout Hanxi the moment it appeared.

    Everyone looked at the sky together, looking at the tree man who looked like an unparalleled god.

    They all shrank their eyes and were completely stunned.

    It¡¯s like I¡¯ve lost my voice, and I¡¯m numb. I can¡¯t speak, and I have no strength.

    At this moment, their first thought was not to take out their mobile phones to take pictures, but to ask themselves inwardly.

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