The fight against the sky begins with Han Feng

Chapter 166 The Great Fortune Palm

"Datian. Fortune Palm!"

The Dou Sheng Skeleton let out a hoarse roar, and a small black dot suddenly appeared in the palm of the white bone. The color of the black dot was very pure, and cracks appeared in the surrounding space due to the spread of the black dot.

Moreover, when Dou Sheng Skeleton raised his hand, the black spot instantly expanded, and then turned into a black circle of light, spreading out towards the surroundings like a black hole.

Everything affected by the black aperture turned into nothingness in an instant. This was a true disappearance. Whether it was the stone slabs or stone pillars of the main hall, they were all swallowed up by the black hole and disappeared completely.

"Heaven-level fighting skills?" Zhuli's expression did not change at all. He clenched his right hand tightly and landed an ordinary punch. He saw a space storm instantly appear around him, and the silver-white space was turbulent everywhere. The string carries the power of destroying the heaven and the earth!

Of course, Zhuli still arranged a space barrier in front of Han Feng to withstand the aftermath of the fighting skills.

Obviously, Zhuli was also performing a heaven-level fighting skill, but he did not try his best. These spatial turbulences gathered together, forming the shadow of a Taixu ancient dragon.

"Go ahead, let me use your Heavenly Fighting Skills to take over your Heavenly Fighting Skills." Zhuli waved his hand, and the shadow of the Taixu Ancient Dragon roared, dived upwards and downwards, and crashed into That black hole.

The two collided, and terrifying energy ripples continued to spread out. The stone pillars around the hall were affected by this and turned into fly ash.

"Broken!" Zhuli's face was indifferent, and with one word, the shadow of the Taixu ancient dragon suddenly expanded, swallowing the black hole formed by the great palm of heaven.

No matter what the strength of this Fighting Saint skeleton was during his lifetime, it is just a skeleton now. He can only launch the final attack with his thoughts. If Zhuli hadn't planned to leave a trace of dignity to this unknown Fighting Saint strongman, then he This fighting saint skeleton can be destroyed in an instant, including the heaven-level fighting skills displayed by the skeleton.

"The latecomer has taken over my great creation palm. You are qualified to receive my inheritance. Remember, I am called the Saint of Creation..."

A flash of color appeared all over the Dou Sheng Skeleton, and a hoarse voice came out from the Dou Sheng Skeleton. Then, the scarlet color quickly dissipated, and the Dou Sheng Skeleton that stood up also stayed in place, without any traces. Actions.

"Saint of Creation, please leave your legacy to King Donglong." Zhuli nodded slightly, and with a shake of his hand, he grabbed the complete skeleton of the Fighting Saint.

"Heaven-level fighting skills are here."

Zhuli pondered for a moment, then knocked the Dou Sheng skeleton with his hand. After a moment, Zhuli's eyes lit up and he broke off three ribs from the Dou Sheng skeleton.

"Haha, it's quite interesting to actually hide the heaven-level fighting skills here."

With that said, Zhuli put the rib in his hand on Han Feng's hand and explained: "The one on this rib is the fighting skill of that day. Well, the name should be called the Great Fortune Palm, right? It's the skeleton of the Fighting Saint. That fighting skill just displayed."

"Put away this heaven-level fighting skill first, but there is a seal on the ribs. You can try to break it with strange fire."

Hearing this, Han Feng nodded and looked at the ribs in his hand. The fusion fire surged out from his palm and enveloped all three ribs. The temperature continues to rise, but these three ribs have not changed at all. Even in the face of strange fire, the bones of this strong Dou Sheng man can persist for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhu Li snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a pure fighting spirit was injected into Han Feng's strange fire. In just a few seconds, the three ribs began to melt. The jade white color gradually turned into a dark golden liquid.

The dark golden liquid was quietly suspended in the strange fire. Han Feng knew this well, put away the strange fire, and reached out to touch the dark golden liquid.

This dark golden liquid is the inheritance left by the Saint of Creation. If Han Feng remembers correctly, this dark golden liquid should contain golden saliva, because if you want to use this Great Fortune Palm, you must Use the palm tempered by the golden spirit saliva, otherwise, you will suffer backlash!

Of course, Han Feng was already prepared to temper his palms, but he didn't know how much pain it would cause when tempering his palms.

The moment he came into contact with the dark golden liquid, Han Feng's expression suddenly changed. The severe pain from his palm made his whole body tremble. The dark golden liquid enveloped Han Feng's entire palm and let out a loud sound. There was a creaking sound.

Under the influence of the dark golden liquid, Han Feng's palm began to squirm. The pain caused during this period caused cold sweat to appear on Han Feng's forehead.

"Senior Brother Han Feng!" Seeing Han Feng's strange behavior, Mu Qingluan's pretty face changed, and she held Han Feng's other hand, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"Don't worry, this dark golden liquid is tempering the palm of the East Dragon King." Zhu Li was well-informed, and he did not panic at all. He explained in a deep voice: "In my opinion, using this palm of creation should be The user's palms need to be strengthened first, otherwise, they will suffer backlash. Only by enduring the pain can they inherit the heaven-level fighting skills of this powerful Fighting Saint."

"Don't worry, if I can't even bear this pain, how can I have the nerve to learn this heaven-level fighting skill?" Han Feng gritted his teeth and persisted for a while before the dark golden liquid soaked into his palm. , and the pain naturally stopped abruptly.

"it's over?"

Han Feng was breathing heavily and had no time to check the condition of his palm, because just now, there was a roar in his mind.

After the roar, Han Feng's soul body appeared in a gray space.

At this time, Han Feng remembered his palm. When he raised his right hand, he saw the somewhat illusory soul body, and immediately felt stunned.

"This liquid can actually temper the soul?"

The right hand of his soul body has also been strengthened. When he becomes stronger, it is not impossible to use the power of his soul to use the Palm of Heaven.

"Destined person, this is a memory fragment left by me. Since you are here, you must have accepted my inheritance."

This is a very ordinary-looking figure. He stood with his hands behind his back and said plainly: "I am called the Saint of Creation. This heaven-level fighting skill is called the Great Heaven's Creation Palm. It requires all my life's efforts. Created by integrating the fighting skills of hundreds of schools."

"The meaning of creation is to break the sky with the palm and crush all things with force. The dark golden liquid is called Jin Lingshu. It is the elixir that tempers the palm. The Great Fortune Palm contains the power of creation... "

(End of this chapter)