After failing ten times, on his eleventh attempt, Qingfeng finally gathered the spirit energy in his brain onto the top of his fist to form a black spirit whirlpool.
The spirit whirlpool fist tore apart space as soon as it appeared. Even though it was a sonic attack, it contained enough power to destroy the world. Even Qingfeng himself was shocked by its terrifying power.
He did not doubt the destructive power of the fist once it was released.
“Spirit Whirlpool Fist!” Qingfeng roared as he pummeled his fist forward to form a gigantic sonic hell fist.
The seal scriptures on the sonic hell fists flashed coldly. Each of the talisman scripts looked like a devil from hell as it slammed towards the Sky Ghost Tree.
The Sky Ghost Tree also seemed to have also sensed the power of the Spirit Whirlpool Fist. It hurriedly waved its branches to form a ghost face to block the attack.
But the Spirit Whirlpool Fist was simply too powerful. The fist slammed towards the branches with formidable presence, destroying the branches made of spirit energy as soon as it appeared.
Katcha~ katcha~ katcha~
The branches, twigs, and leaves of the Sky Ghost Tree all exploded into countless black spirit energy fragments before dissipating into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the immensely powerful Sky Ghost Tree had disappeared into spirit energy to the top of the altar.
A flash of happiness appeared on Qingfeng’s face when he saw the sight. He thought in his mind, “The Spirit Whirlpool Fist is so powerful! As expected of the eighth fist of Strangle Hell Fist, it is simply invincible!”
Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared on Qingfeng’s face when he discovered that only one remnant Saint soul was left. The other twelve remnant Saint souls were all absorbed by the Three-Ghost Saint.
Qingfeng could clearly sense the lively life energy exuding from the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint. The power lit up all of Heaven and Earth and vibrated in the air.
Qingfeng whispered in shock, “I can’t let him absorb the last soul remnant or he will level up into an upper-grade Ghost Saint. We will be in danger if that happens!”
Qingfeng turned into a whirlwind and instantly dashed towards the black altar.
Without the blockade of the Sky Ghost Tree, Qingfeng easily appeared before the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint. He pummeled his Strangle Hell Fist to form an enormous Spirit Whirlpool.
The Spirit Whirlpool tore through everything like a black hole of the universe which devoured all matter and slammed towards the remnant soul of the Saint.
Boom!
With a loud boom, the remnant soul of the saint mourned pitifully as it was smashed into numerous pieces by Qingfeng’s fist and disappeared from the universe.
Qingfeng wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, “Phew! Fortunately, I destroyed the remnant soul of the Saint at this critical moment.”
“Human, you deserve to die. How dare you kill my food,” the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said as he opened his eye and looked at Qingfeng murderously.
At this moment, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was burning with rage. His rage and hatred in his heart were like a volcano that was about to explode.
Previously, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was at a critical stage where he was about to break through to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint so he did not fight Qingfeng. He did not expect Qingfeng to be so powerful that he was able to kill the Sky Ghost Tree and even destroy the remnant Saint soul.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was just about to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint. However, without the last remnant saint soul, he was only a middle-grade Ghost Saint.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at Qingfeng with hatred in his eyes. He said, “You damn thing, how dare you kill my food. Very good, you are a low-grade Saint. Today I will kill you and absorb your power to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint.”
Qingfeng smiled faintly and said with disdain, “I might be a little scared of you if you had become an upper-grade Ghost Saint. But you are only a middle-grade Ghost Saint. Why would I fear you? Kill me if you can!”
Pang!
The Three-Eyed Ghost stood up and released a domineering presence. Waves of black fog appeared behind him.
The black fog was made of phantoms and contained a cold eerie power.
Three-Eyed Ghost Saint stretched out a finger and shot out a flash of spirit light. The black mana light pierced through the air, shooting towards Qingfeng’s body.
Qingfeng did not care at all. He punched his fist forward, and the force of his fist tore through space and tore the black mana light into pieces.
“You mastered the Spirit Whirlpool Fist?” the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said as he looked at Qingfeng with surprise.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was the master of the Forbidden Grounds of Three-Eyed Ghost Dao. Naturally, he knew of the existence of hell. He knew that the Strangle Hell Fist was a powerful attack that could even suppress Hell.
Qingfeng smiled faintly and said, “Now you know you are not my match.”
Qingfeng continued to wave his fists to form Spirit Whirlpool Fists. The Spirit Whirlpool Fist rushed forward with an enormous force that tore the black fog into pieces. Soon, all of the black fog was torn into pieces.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint dared not be careless. At this moment, he realized that Qingfeng was not simple.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint suddenly waved his fist to form an enormous sonic ghost fist which collided heavily with Qingfeng’s Strangle Hell fist.
A space fissure appeared in the surroundings and only gradually disappeared when they each took a step back.
Qingfeng and the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at each other seriously. They could both distinctly feel the powerful spirit energy the other possessed.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said coldly, “I didn’t think that you would have so much spirit energy at such a young age. I underestimated your power. Now, I will show you the power of my Ghost Sacred Gong.”
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint grabbed into space and a black gong appeared.
The black gong was circular and half a meter in length. There were more than a thousand ghost dao scriptures carved on its surface which looked like eyes of hell.
This ghost dao treasure was called Ghost Sacred Gong. It was well-known in the entire self-cultivator world. It was a wicked and powerful weapon that had devoured spirit energy of many saint level self-cultivators.
After failing ten times, on his eleventh attempt, Qingfeng finally gathered the spirit energy in his brain onto the top of his fist to form a black spirit whirlpool.
The spirit whirlpool fist tore apart space as soon as it appeared. Even though it was a sonic attack, it contained enough power to destroy the world. Even Qingfeng himself was shocked by its terrifying power.
He did not doubt the destructive power of the fist once it was released.
“Spirit Whirlpool Fist!” Qingfeng roared as he pummeled his fist forward to form a gigantic sonic hell fist.
The seal scriptures on the sonic hell fists flashed coldly. Each of the talisman scripts looked like a devil from hell as it slammed towards the Sky Ghost Tree.
The Sky Ghost Tree also seemed to have also sensed the power of the Spirit Whirlpool Fist. It hurriedly waved its branches to form a ghost face to block the attack.
But the Spirit Whirlpool Fist was simply too powerful. The fist slammed towards the branches with formidable presence, destroying the branches made of spirit energy as soon as it appeared.
Katcha~ katcha~ katcha~
The branches, twigs, and leaves of the Sky Ghost Tree all exploded into countless black spirit energy fragments before dissipating into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the immensely powerful Sky Ghost Tree had disappeared into spirit energy to the top of the altar.
A flash of happiness appeared on Qingfeng’s face when he saw the sight. He thought in his mind, “The Spirit Whirlpool Fist is so powerful! As expected of the eighth fist of Strangle Hell Fist, it is simply invincible!”
Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared on Qingfeng’s face when he discovered that only one remnant Saint soul was left. The other twelve remnant Saint souls were all absorbed by the Three-Ghost Saint.
Qingfeng could clearly sense the lively life energy exuding from the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint. The power lit up all of Heaven and Earth and vibrated in the air.
Qingfeng whispered in shock, “I can’t let him absorb the last soul remnant or he will level up into an upper-grade Ghost Saint. We will be in danger if that happens!”
Qingfeng turned into a whirlwind and instantly dashed towards the black altar.
Without the blockade of the Sky Ghost Tree, Qingfeng easily appeared before the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint. He pummeled his Strangle Hell Fist to form an enormous Spirit Whirlpool.
The Spirit Whirlpool tore through everything like a black hole of the universe which devoured all matter and slammed towards the remnant soul of the Saint.
Boom!
With a loud boom, the remnant soul of the saint mourned pitifully as it was smashed into numerous pieces by Qingfeng’s fist and disappeared from the universe.
Qingfeng wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, “Phew! Fortunately, I destroyed the remnant soul of the Saint at this critical moment.”
“Human, you deserve to die. How dare you kill my food,” the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said as he opened his eye and looked at Qingfeng murderously.
At this moment, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was burning with rage. His rage and hatred in his heart were like a volcano that was about to explode.
Previously, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was at a critical stage where he was about to break through to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint so he did not fight Qingfeng. He did not expect Qingfeng to be so powerful that he was able to kill the Sky Ghost Tree and even destroy the remnant Saint soul.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was just about to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint. However, without the last remnant saint soul, he was only a middle-grade Ghost Saint.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at Qingfeng with hatred in his eyes. He said, “You damn thing, how dare you kill my food. Very good, you are a low-grade Saint. Today I will kill you and absorb your power to become an upper-grade Ghost Saint.”
Qingfeng smiled faintly and said with disdain, “I might be a little scared of you if you had become an upper-grade Ghost Saint. But you are only a middle-grade Ghost Saint. Why would I fear you? Kill me if you can!”
Pang!
The Three-Eyed Ghost stood up and released a domineering presence. Waves of black fog appeared behind him.
The black fog was made of phantoms and contained a cold eerie power.
Three-Eyed Ghost Saint stretched out a finger and shot out a flash of spirit light. The black mana light pierced through the air, shooting towards Qingfeng’s body.
Qingfeng did not care at all. He punched his fist forward, and the force of his fist tore through space and tore the black mana light into pieces.
“You mastered the Spirit Whirlpool Fist?” the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said as he looked at Qingfeng with surprise.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was the master of the Forbidden Grounds of Three-Eyed Ghost Dao. Naturally, he knew of the existence of hell. He knew that the Strangle Hell Fist was a powerful attack that could even suppress Hell.
Qingfeng smiled faintly and said, “Now you know you are not my match.”
Qingfeng continued to wave his fists to form Spirit Whirlpool Fists. The Spirit Whirlpool Fist rushed forward with an enormous force that tore the black fog into pieces. Soon, all of the black fog was torn into pieces.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint dared not be careless. At this moment, he realized that Qingfeng was not simple.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint suddenly waved his fist to form an enormous sonic ghost fist which collided heavily with Qingfeng’s Strangle Hell fist.
A space fissure appeared in the surroundings and only gradually disappeared when they each took a step back.
Qingfeng and the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at each other seriously. They could both distinctly feel the powerful spirit energy the other possessed.
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said coldly, “I didn’t think that you would have so much spirit energy at such a young age. I underestimated your power. Now, I will show you the power of my Ghost Sacred Gong.”
The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint grabbed into space and a black gong appeared.
The black gong was circular and half a meter in length. There were more than a thousand ghost dao scriptures carved on its surface which looked like eyes of hell.
This ghost dao treasure was called Ghost Sacred Gong. It was well-known in the entire self-cultivator world. It was a wicked and powerful weapon that had devoured spirit energy of many saint level self-cultivators.
