Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

Chapter 529 Emperor’s Palm, the Great Cold and No Snow!

"I'm going to crush you to ashes!"

Ye Xishui roared hysterically, and her eyes were red at this moment, like a bloodthirsty beast.

“Bang bang bang bang—”

Five bloody resentful spirits exploded in the air, turning into a circle of bloody ripples that expanded in all directions. The terrifying pressure rose instantly, and the strong blood light flashed in the air.

Regardless of whether they were the soul masters of the Sun and Moon Party or the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect, all were swept away by the bloody ripples without exception. Amidst the shrill screams, their energy, blood and souls were instantly plundered, and their bodies quickly shriveled up, and they instantly became Become ashes.

Ye Xishui's momentum became more and more violent after plundering everyone's life force. His body turned into thousands of blood shadows and rushed towards Su Luoheng, with the bloody puppet's sharp claws pressing towards his throat.

As soon as the silver moon god's light shield was broken, Ye Xishui completely ignored Kong Deming who was close at hand, and did not hesitate to detonate the last hundred thousand year soul ring, and immediately killed Su Luoheng. Even the five blood souls that had been nurtured for a hundred years were all detonated in one go!

I vow to kill Su Luoheng with one strike!

Seeing the bloody ripples sweeping over him, the Snow Emperor moved.

I saw her waving her hands lightly, and the crystal snowflakes fell down, turning into dots of stars in the air, and in an instant, they covered an area of ​​​​kilometers.

The originally bloody scene seemed to stop when the snowflakes fell, and everything became peaceful. And the overwhelming blood-colored resentful spirits gradually calmed down in the package of these snowflakes. Finally, it disappeared silently, and no trace can be found again.

The snowflakes were still dancing, as if nothing had happened.

But the flawless white snowflakes were like a solid cage, isolating Ye Xishui and Su Luoheng. Looking at the snowflakes falling all over the sky, Ye Xishui's eyes were filled with horror.

The explosive ring plus five bloody resentful souls were almost her strongest attack. But I didn't expect that in front of this snowflake, all of them would be easily resolved in the blink of an eye without any resistance.

This tyrannical strength simply subverted her cognition. The shivers and chills that penetrated deep into her soul made her realize the terrifying strength of the Lord of the Far North in front of her.

If this blow was the full power of the explosive ring, plus the five bloody souls, the Snow Emperor in the overclocked state could certainly block it, but it would never be as easy as it is now.

However, before Ye Xishui struck this blow, she had used most of the power of the explosive ring to break through the defense of the Silver Moon God's light barrier, and the remaining power alone was not enough to pose a threat to the Snow Emperor.

But now that things have come to this, how can she be willing to fail?

A trace of cruelty and madness appeared in Ye Xishui's eyes. Immediately, she opened her arms, the two soul cores in her body rotated rapidly, and a ball of blood mist spread out from her body.

As the blood mist filled the air, her whole body turned a strange dark red color, like a blood-soaked demon king, ferocious and terrifying.

"Click——"

Along with the crisp sound of cracking silk, spider web-like cracks appeared on the two soul cores that were pushed to the limit at the same time. In an instant, they spread all over the entire crystal, and some cracks even reached deep. There is a vague sign of collapse and disintegration.

But Ye Xishui obviously didn't care about it anymore, because she knew that she had no way out.

"boom!"

As a muffled groan came out, the two soul cores exploded instantly, and the power that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth raged from her body, instantly submerging Ye Xishui in a bloody light.

Immediately afterwards, a streak of blood mixed with majestic coercion surged out like an overwhelming force. A majestic figure with a blood-red body and more than ten feet in height took the place of Ye Xishui. Bloody lines are all over the body, and the blood-evil air is permeated, like a bloody Styx flowing under the feet. The river of blood was surging, roaring, and a stormy wave-like momentum instantly enveloped a hundred meters in radius.

This figure is Ye Xishui's true blood soul!

The martial spirit avatar is a means for a soul master to exert his power to the limit. And limit means extreme, which is also a loss to the martial soul itself.

Once the martial soul is damaged, the soul power will be reduced at least, or the foundation will be damaged at worst, and it will be difficult to make any breakthroughs in life. Therefore, soul masters are very cautious when starting the battle with the martial soul's true body.

The next moment, this bloody figure had already brought up a roaring wind, and slapped its huge bloody palm boldly.

"Rumble--"

A deafening thunder sounded, and the huge bloody palm was seen slapping down. Suddenly, ripples rippled in the air one after another, layer upon layer, advancing layer by layer.

A large blood cloud rolled, the blood light surged into the sky, and the space was distorted. Like a roaring and galloping bloody dragon, it rolled over with earth-shattering power. Violent explosions continued to sound, and deafening roars resounded throughout the sky.

"Blood Palm?"

"Then, palm to palm!"

Facing this giant bloody palm that blocked the sun, a cold glint flashed in the Snow Emperor's eyes. At this moment, that slender body revealed an irresistible majesty.

Immediately afterwards, when she raised her bare hand, the Emperor Han Tian's realm expanded again, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, cold winds rose and snowflakes condensed within a radius of a kilometer. The world is filled with a strong icy air.

The seemingly weak snowflakes in the air attack equally well. Under this extremely cold temperature, every time the snowflakes pass by the blood palm, they stir up bloody ripples.

Under the operation of soul power, her originally white palms became even whiter, as if they were carved from a piece of pure white suet jade, with a lustrous luster flowing through them.

"Emperor's Palm: Great Cold without Snow!"

When the palm was pushed out, the cold wind in the Emperor Hantian realm stopped whistling, and the snowflakes stopped falling. Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment. In the silence, only the white jade palm was moving slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the snowflakes all over the sky suddenly collapsed without any warning and turned into ice shards all over the sky. At the same time, at this moment, all the chill in the Emperor Hantian realm seemed to be taken away instantly, and the temperature in the air suddenly warmed up.

Naturally, the coldness will not disappear for no reason. The reason why is because all the cold air in the air has been absorbed by the palm of the Snow Emperor.

And as the palm print passed by, dots of crystal light appeared vaguely in the void. The ice crystals shimmered brightly and gradually spread.

There is no earth-shattering power, nor is there any dazzling splendor. Some of them are just understatements, simply slapped with a single palm, just printed on the big bloody palm.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on this.

The Snow Emperor's slender body was so small that it was not worth mentioning compared to Ye Xishui, who was more than ten feet tall in his martial spirit true form. But there was an unrivaled and overwhelming momentum in that indifference. But it gives people an indescribable visual impact.

(End of this chapter)