Chapter 271: Reckoning and the Finals Begin
“Boom boom boom…”
The air around him turned into layers of blurry ripples, and fine cracks on the ground spread in all directions. The black soil in the cracks gushed out like water. The surrounding area was like an earthquake.
Center of the battlefield.
The body of the golden-robed bishop seemed to have turned into a kind of translucent outline color, as if it were a pure spiritual physique, and the surface was rippling like water waves.
He was slightly suspended in the air, slowly holding up the phantom heart with his right hand.
Finally, he lifted it high above his head.
“Buzz…”
The golden-robed bishop seized the opportunity, his mind was extremely focused, and his pupils were shining brightly. He silently recited the difficult prayer spells required to perform divine arts, and tried his best to communicate with the eternally sleeping god. The blood and energy in that illusory heart were just some fragments of the flesh and blood of the god.
"Great Lord, the Void Exists!"
"Everything and everything is in eternal sleep!"
The golden-robed bishop suddenly exerted force with his right hand and instantly crushed the illusory heart.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the space in the surrounding area fluctuated inexplicably, and a strange frequency descended. It was as if some great power had arrived in an instant.
From the golden-robed bishop's hand, repeated whispers continued to emanate, like the bizarre, unconscious mumblings of humans in their sleep.
The five fingers loosened, revealing a black core.
The core is as transparent as a gem, and inside is an illusory shadow that resembles the outline of a mouth, which is chattering about something at the moment.
Those whispers were coming from it.
"Death core!"
“It really worked!”
The golden-robed bishop was extremely excited. Since the decline of the Eternal Sleep Sect, they had not seen a Death Core-level Death Sleeper for more than half a century. And now, he was fortunate enough to see a Death Core!
"Unfortunately, it's just a fake core, temporarily created by communicating with the power of the God of Eternal Sleep. The real dead core is real, not the illusory state it is now. However, even so, it is enough!"
The golden-robed bishop grabbed the dead core, and with a fanatical smile on his face, he pressed it back into his heart. His entire aura surged, surged, and surged at this moment! The terrifying mental fluctuations covered all directions.
The red Netherworld mask on his face had reached its limit in terms of amplification power.
"Hahaha!"
"I can feel that the power of my sonic technique has skyrocketed!"
The golden-robed bishop suddenly turned his head and looked sharply at the flying ghost face. A fierce look flashed in his eyes and he opened his mouth in an instant.
"roar!!!"
A spirally expanding ring of sound waves shot out, directly hitting the ghost face head-on, causing it to fly backwards. The outermost and largest ring of sound waves was the size of a house. It swept out at high speed and directly blasted four or five houses on the flight path, turning them into powder.
“And you!”
The golden-robed bishop turned around instantly and slapped Bai Xiao with his right hand. A huge spiritual force was immediately aroused, and it turned into a translucent sound wave giant palm visible to the naked eye in mid-air. The giant palm swung down and smashed onto Bai Xiao's head.
"boom!!!"
At the explosion site, a deep pit with a diameter of five meters appeared on the ground.
In the pit, Bai Xiao raised his hands high, his two strong arms propped up like devil's horns, his exaggerated muscles like he was wearing steel-cast armor, his veins bulged, and his Achilles tendons squirmed and bounced like steel bars.
“Ka-ka-ka…”
The two sides wrestled fiercely, with golden and red sparks flying.
The giant sonic palm continued to bombard the ground with sonic waves, causing the surrounding ground to explode. However, the white owl's tank-like body was covered with a simple copper color, and the surface stimulated the vibration of the bronze bell.
Continuously offsetting the impact of the sound waves.
"Um!?"
“Kneel down!”
The golden-robed bishop glanced at Bai Xiao and flew into a rage. The terrifying spiritual power in his mind roared out, and after being amplified by the red mask, it was like a raging wave. The sonic hand suddenly expanded and condensed.
In the palm of your hand, you can even see the fine palm lines magnified dozens of times.
"boom!"
The giant palm pressed down, the power increased dramatically, and the sound waves surged.
“Crack!”
However, after an explosion, the entire huge palm rose up by one meter. Through the distorted air and the ripples of sound waves, the golden-robed bishop suddenly saw an expressionless face and a body like a giant god under the head. As majestic as a wild dragon and as heavy as a rock, the height of three and a half meters can definitely be called a towering giant.
The white owl's pupils were as black as ebony, calm and still.
"Has the power increased a little bit, and it has expanded so much?"
The rumbling sound reverberated around like a huge bell.
“I thought it was something amazing.”
"I didn't expect it to be just the level of a martial artist's ultimate explosion."
"hehe……"
Behind the golden-robed bishop, a low laugh was heard from the ruins of the collapsed house. The ghost face that had just disappeared in the dust slowly walked out from the hole in the wall. His body was not injured at all, only the corner of his clothes was torn.
He had just seen the Golden Robe Bishop perform the Eternal Sleep Magic, and he was indeed a little frightened, because that was an unexpected situation. Ghost Face had originally thought that he would face an enemy of the upper-class master level, but he never thought that the Golden Robe Bishop was not as strong as he imagined, and was at most at the extreme level of a martial artist.
The kind of moves that unleashed terrifying sonic shockwaves with every move were probably comparable to the full activation of the normal extreme realm. However, Ghost Face was not afraid of the extreme realm at all, as he was already at the top level in the extreme realm. Not long ago, he even completed a powerful martial arts evolution, and the ordinary extreme realm could no longer threaten him.
“How is it possible!?”
"Who are these two?"
"Even the Death Sleep Core can't win the game in one fell swoop!?"
There was a flash of shock in the golden-robed bishop's eyes, and a hint of fear of the unknown. His arrogant self-confidence, which had just grown strongly due to his expanded strength, was now punctured and deflated like a balloon.
“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”
Suddenly, on Bai Xiao's side, cracks appeared on the surface of the giant palm of condensed sound waves that was suppressing him from above. The cracks became wider and longer. Finally, with a bang, it shattered on the spot, turning into dense fragments like scattered flowers.
The translucent fragments fell to the ground, and the sound waves exploded, forming small pits.
Countless fragments in the rain.
The giant figure of the White Owl shot out of the pit like a cannonball.
At this moment, the Golden Robe Bishop had used up all his means. He had also explored the details of the Eternal Sleep Sect. It was time to end everything.
"Die."
In mid-air, he spread out his hands, and his palms were covered with a circle of condensed expanding wind marks, which dragged out two long white air currents along the way.
"It's you who deserves the blame!"
The golden-robed bishop had no way to retreat, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. His expression was ferocious, and all the spiritual power surrounding him rolled back like a whirlpool.
Further behind, Ghost Face, who was also rushing forward to kill the bishop, suddenly braked after seeing the strong wind from White Owl's hands. His face changed drastically, he dodged to the side, turned around without hesitation and sped away.
The executioner's huge and condensed body also protected him behind him.
He knew that White Owl's move, Water Bird Soaring, was extremely powerful. There were already many Eastern Seven Stars in full swing, but they were still defeated! If he rushed to help, he would be affected and injured for no reason.
As Ghost Face flew by, he glanced at the Golden Robe Bishop who was planning to confront White Owl head-on, and mourned for a second: "What an idiot. Forget it, ignorance is bliss, and it takes your courage to face him head-on."
"By the way, don't break my Netherworld Mask, White Owl..."
Center of the battlefield.
The golden-robed bishop stomped on the ground and roared, his robes fluttering like a cloud. His mental strength seemed to be burning, his eyes were red and bloodshot. Veins on his forehead bulged, and even tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Extreme Sound Explosion!!!"
Behind the golden-robed bishop, a virtual mouth the size of a house suddenly appeared. The mouth opened wide and roared in the direction of the white owl. With a loud bang, the resort shook.
“Nothing, nothing, nothing…”
"Bah!"
A bird's cry that pierced gold and split rocks echoed in the sky.
A pair of overlapping sonic wings swooped down from the clouds.
“Waterbirds soar!”
“Bang!!!”
The sound waves and wind swept in all directions, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant. Some of the lucky white-robed members of the Eternal Sleep Sect flew straight out, rolled on the ground and fell into a coma. Some of the unlucky ones were so close that their internal organs were shattered and bleeding from all seven orifices.
Or they may crash into sharp objects or walls when flying out and die.
On a street, the ghost face flew forward and stumbled. But fortunately, he managed to stabilize his body, and the executioner behind him blocked the aftermath.
He turned his head slightly, his eyes extremely solemn.
"Is it my illusion?"
"I feel that Bai Xiao's move is even more exaggerated than when he was in the ring."
"Is it him...who has become stronger again?"
The battlefield had been razed to the ground, and there were traces of devastation everywhere.
Amidst the devastation.
Bai Xiao stood alone, and the golden-robed bishop and the illusory big mouth behind him were just blown to pieces by Bai Xiao's fists.
The Cult of the Eternal Sleep does have a little bit of stuff, but not much.
If you only have extreme level combat power, you can't stop him!
On the mound, Bai Xiao overlooked the entire battlefield. The wind was blowing wildly around him, causing ripples on his clothes. Bai Xiao slowly stepped forward and landed on the ground.
All the spoils of the Golden Robe Bishop's death have been obtained.
A ghost face mask and three hypnosis props.
“Tatta…”
On the left, there was a sound of footsteps in a dilapidated street.
The ghost face reappeared, holding a lot of hypnotic props in his hands, a total of four. Three of them were naturally the three special-level soldiers who had just been killed by him and Bai Xiao on the battlefield. The other one was the black-robed man who was killed by the ghost face alone before, and his hypnotic props were also put away.
"for you."
Ghost Face threw all the things directly to White Owl.
Bai Xiao stretched out his big hand and caught them one by one. He raised his head and glanced at the ghost face with a dark look. He didn't know what he was thinking, but it was inexplicably a little creepy. In the direction of the villa in the distance, at the headquarters of the Eternal Sleep Sect, several extremely dangerous auras were approaching quickly. They seemed to have realized that something was wrong.
"Yes."
Bai Xiao casually threw a mask over.
At this moment, Ghost Face and White Owl both got what they wanted.
They slowly turned around and headed in two different directions.
"Hehe, see you tomorrow."
"The champion of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Tournament will most likely be between you and me. Have you thought about how you will face me in the arena?"
Ghost Face turned his back to Bai Xiao and suddenly spoke.
The inexplicable tone seemed to be testing Bai Xiao's confidence in winning.
The white owl didn't even look back, and walked straight into the distance with its huge body.
A deep voice echoed far away.
"The champion will only be me!"
The tone was extremely domineering, unquestionable and decisive!
The ghost face's eyes flickered, and then without stopping, he lightly tapped his toes.
The whole person turned into a stream of black light and merged into the dark shadows at the edge of the alley. In a few blinks of an eye, he disappeared.
Half a minute later.
When the masters from the Eternal Sleep Sect arrived at the resort, they saw a mess with traces of battle everywhere. Five special-level black-robed Death Sleepers were dead, and even a golden-robed bishop died on the spot!
“Who is it!?”
"Who did it?"
A majestic and angry voice resounded across the devastated battlefield.
…
Ten o'clock in the evening, Donghai City, Hanhai Hotel.
Bai Xiao finished his investigation of the Eternal Sleep Sect and brought Yao Qing and the others to a safe place. During the whole process, An Yao and Luo Ping were in a daze. Because several major events happened too quickly and too urgently, the impact on their minds was too great, causing them to be a little dazed.
Together with Yao Qing, they headed to the Donghai City branch of the Moyun Group.
And Bai Xiao returned to his resting place.
Hotel, bedroom.
He took off his black clothes, walked into the bathroom, and took a refreshing cold shower. The clear water dripped down his scalp.
Brought a refreshing feeling.
Bai Xiao's eyes were slightly warm as he thought of the upcoming Eastern Conference Finals.
Whether he can get the third stage champion mission reward depends on his performance tomorrow! Bai Xiao cannot and will not lose, he has the confidence!
Shower is over.
A tall figure wrapped in a white bath towel walked out slowly.
Under the light, the strong and muscular outlines are full of masculine and tough aura. Between breaths, the hot body temperature and huge blood are dormant.
Bai Xiao quickly changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes and sat by the window.
Yellow wooden table surface.
There were a total of seven hypnosis props, neatly arranged.
He took a deep breath, stretched out his big hand without hesitation, and grabbed one of the dark blue bracelet-shaped props. The dark energy in his mind was stirring.
A vague feeling of longing arises in my heart.
The white owl has drooped eyelids and a deep gaze.
"Swallow it, the Secret Book of the Magic Bird!"
(End of this chapter)
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