Douluo's New God Court

Chapter 470 The Secret of the Ghost Hand
puff!

puff...

Yang Dong continued to attack, the yellow talisman paper seemed to be no longer in this time and space, it was not affected by anything at all, this feeling made him feel very bad.

"roll!"

Yang moved his power, and the entire dark world had countless ups and downs because of his actions, but in the midst of these countless storms.

The yellow talisman paper still looked slow, but in fact it was coming towards Yang Dong's location very quickly.

"It's your fault?!"

Yang Dong no longer competed with the yellow talisman, but looked at the man in black.

The magic knife with a thousand blades appears!
The sharp aura seemed to cut through all worlds, and Yang Dong had been putting the magic knife Qianren in the small world in his body for cultivation, and it had been raised to an unimaginable level.

Now that Yang Dong is holding it, a sense of pride is born from the bottom of his heart, no matter what is in front of him, he has the confidence to cut it off.

This is an illusion, the invincible illusion given to Yang Dong after the magic knife thousand blade was raised to an extremely high height.

"cut!"

A sword cut out!
The unparalleled sword light illuminates one era after another. The sword body has a thick blood blooming, and the light it emits crosses the ancient eras.

Slashing out with a sword, Yang Dong's whole body merged into the sword light.

This sword has an invincible momentum!
"Humph."

Facing Yang Dong's blow, the man in black on the opposite side snorted coldly. Although his body had undergone an unspeakable change because of this ominous substance.

But he is a real quasi-immortal emperor.

It's not that the person in front of you came to this realm briefly through the secret method.

Facing the peerless sword light, a blood-stained long sword also appeared in his hand.

There are astonishing fluctuations lingering on the long sword. This is a real fairy sword. It has drunk the blood of more than one quasi-celestial emperor.

Now it is taken out by him and activated with a secret method.

The sword energy disturbed the long river of time, stirring wantonly in this dark world.

It can be seen that there is a big battle breaking out in the downstream of the long river, and one of them is holding a square tripod and is constantly fighting.

Ye Fan?

Seeing this scene, Yang Dong's expression changed slightly.

Didn't he and Ye Fan come from the same time?How could he be seen in the downstream of this long river of time now?
puff!

The invincible Jian Guang was like a child in front of the fairy sword that drank the blood of several quasi-celestial emperors, and was destroyed in an instant.

puff!
The fairy sword came through the air, locking Yang Dong with an unparalleled murderous aura.

Danger!

very dangerous!
Yang Dong's spiritual sense kept sending out warnings. As a last resort, Yang Dong showed his ghostly hand and martial soul in front of the black-robed man.

Ghost Fist!
With one punch, the world fell apart.

Yang Dong punched this unparalleled fairy sword and flew out, but the unparalleled murderous aura was still cut on his arm.

Tick ​​tock!

The blood keeps dripping,

What Yang Dong didn't look back was to turn around and leave. After all, he is not a person in this realm, and he can't last long in the state of quasi-immortal emperor.

"Ghost hand?!"

Seeing Yang Dong's left arm turned into a ghost hand due to the use of Ghost God Fist, the man in black robe's face changed constantly.

It was even possible to see a person with a ghost hand.

It's incredible!

"That great world was destroyed by my own hands back then, and all the ghost hands were concentrated on me alone. I didn't expect that there would be a fish that slipped through the net. No wonder I always feel that my ghost hands are not perfect enough. The problem is with you."

"If that's the case, I can't let you go!"

After talking to himself, the black-robed man chased after him.

"You can't get away!"

One of the black-robed man's arms is like a black real dragon, and the other is like the wings of a blood phoenix. Now the two arms are intersected, like a pair of indestructible dragon and phoenix scissors, extremely sharp, cutting off all avenue runes.

The way forward for Yang Dong's escape was cut short by this blow.

The heavens do not exist.

"You have ghost hands, so coincidentally I also have ghost hands. No wonder you looked at me a little weirdly just now, because you recognized my ghost hands."

The man in black robe is too powerful, even though he is sick, he is still a powerful quasi-immortal emperor.

At this moment, he showed the ghost hand on his left arm, and looked at Yang Dong with a grin.

"Where did your ghost hand come from?"

Yang Dong could feel that the opponent's ghost hand was more than a hundred times stronger than his own. Compared with the opponent's ghost hand, his own ghost hand was as fragile as a child.

"Of course I got it from the big world you are in. The whole big world was sacrificed by my blood. I didn't expect that there would be a fish that slipped through the net, and I didn't expect that you would hit my hand today."

The black-robed man coughed continuously, he had a very serious road injury.

This great injury cut off his path to immortal emperor, and even made him almost fall into the realm of quasi-immortal emperor.

Yang Dong's thinking was correct, this man in black not only met Emperor Huangtian, but also escaped his life in the hands of Emperor Huangtian, and has survived until now.

He laid out a big game of chess, in order to smooth out the wounds of his avenue, return to the realm of the immortal emperor again, and have seen the elegance of the realm of the immortal emperor, and now this dilapidated realm of the quasi-immortal emperor makes him feel very painful.

Blood sacrificed the entire world?

Hearing this, Yang Dong understood.

My own ghost hand martial soul comes from the great world that was sacrificed by the blood of the person in front of me, and even except my own ghost hand, all the ghost hands of that great world are concentrated on this person.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, the doubt about the origin of his ghost hand was resolved.

"Severe ghost, you are still the chief priest of this gray ceremony."

The man in black looked at Yang Dong indifferently, his voice was devoid of emotion.

How could a person who temporarily entered the realm of the quasi-immortal emperor by relying on the secret method be his opponent who fell from the realm of the immortal emperor?
Before, he just threw a fairy sword casually, forcing the other party to expose his ghostly hand.

But now, he could feel that the power that pushed the person in front of him into the realm of the quasi-immortal emperor was fading.

Under the long and the disappearing, he can crush the person in front of him to death with one hand.

Looking at the black-robed man not far away, feeling the strength in his body fading, Yang Dong had to admit that it was too risky for him to enter the world behind the dam this time.

But that's what he's after too.

If he can't come out with the last law of the dark world in the conventional way, then life and death are at stake.

There is great terror between life and death, but there is also great opportunity between life and death.

Either break through to a higher realm between life and death.

Or die here yourself!
"If you want my ghost hand, come and get it yourself!"

With a chuckle, Yang Dong said calmly while looking at the man in black robe not far away.

(End of this chapter)