Chapter 851: Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five: Trap

After obtaining the figures, Tang Luo rested for an entire day in the mountains. That day, he just lay in the cave, staring at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought. Thinking about the escalating difficulty of future derivations, he felt a profound discomfort throughout his body. Even with a shortcut found, becoming invincible didn’t seem like a smooth journey. Just like all other paths, whether fast or slow, the same principle applied: the beginning was hard, the middle was hard, the end was hard, and it only got harder!

Despite this, compared to his past cultivation, which relied on low talent and seemed like a dead-end, this method’s efficiency had still improved by more than tenfold. Otherwise, the Luo Demon King, who could subdue rivers and mountains with his fists today, wouldn’t exist.

The Thunder Dragon Mysterious Serpent Phantom wrapped around the fierce fist winds roared across the sky, each strike incorporating the three rigid forces: smashing, pushing, and shaking. He struck back dozens of times in a single breath, every attack as such, its power no less than that of a low-grade Spirit Art. Hundreds and thousands roared their way towards him, and even top-notch Martial Ancestors wouldn’t dare to take it lightly.

But Luo QingChi, after all, was a martial arts grandmaster who had cultivated on Martial Saint Mountain since childhood. What surprised him was Tang Luo’s expertise in body arts, not the power of the body arts themselves. If fist winds could cause him to panic, that would be a joke.

Tang Luo kept throwing punches continuously, seemingly never growing tired, yet the fist winds, onto which he pinned such great hopes, didn’t even touch Luo QingChi’s clothes. It was as if the air-piercing force aimed at the opponent’s major acupoints was always off-target. Every straight line turned into a curve, every curve turned into a turn, perfectly avoiding Luo QingChi’s position.

“Have you had enough of making a scene? Time to stop!”

right palm and opened his five fingers, the Five-Color Divine Light intertwining above. The sky trembled violently, the originally mixed Primary Qi suddenly purified. Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—the Five Elements’

vibrating Five Elements’ force. The killing array moved again, the Five-Color Divine Light burst forth, completely obliterating the tough and powerful Xuanwu Faziang, and trapping

one to be bound without a fight. Perhaps a normal person would find the Five Elements’ killing array insurmountable, but he was no

with force, but

was strong, it was still based on five different kinds of Spiritual Power. As long as the balance among the five types of Spiritual Power was

consisted of the Northwest’s Qian Qing Qi as Metal, Southeast’s Xun Yang Wind as Wood, North’s Yun Kan Qi as Water, South’s Li Yang Light as Fire, and Northeast’s Mountain Gen Qi as Earth—five types of

Luo wouldn’t use a method that depleted his own Spiritual Power. Thus, the moment he became trapped, he immediately began to manipulate the Eastern Thunder Shake Light, countering the killing array while reinforcing the Wood Spirit Qi within the

unique swiftness of thunder, merely tearing a small opening in the Five Elements Primary Qi Killing Formation

Mountain had deigned to stand in his way, surely never anticipating the possibility of the formation being broken. Once Tang Luo achieved this, his opponent would undoubtedly be shocked and dismayed, thus affording the Xiao Clan leader within

musings, but he did observe the countermeasure that the other was

eager to witness the shattering of the killing formation. However, he found that not only had it

“This is impossible!”

be flaws are often just traps set for the opponent. Because they are conspicuous, you will follow and

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