Supreme Spiritual Beast

Fleeting Time was a mysterious technique that Cao Zicheng had obtained when he was receiving the Sword Emperor's inheritance. In reality, Cao Zicheng did not know what a mysterious technique was.

I've never heard of him. Cao Zicheng also didn't know what the effect of the mystical skill was, but he had such a great meat shield. It was such a good target test.

There weren't many bottlenecks in the Mystic Spell, and the only one was that it had to be filled with energy.

Cao Zicheng was thinking about how his energy was endless while he was in the Saint Devil state, so he didn't care about this warning. After all, how much energy could a secret skill consume?

How big of a deal was it to try this mystical skill?

He wanted to see what kind of mysterious technique this was. With such a high title, it should be quite powerful!

The old turtle was curled up in his shell. Although he had knocked down a small mountain, it was still fine under the protection of his shell, which could withstand Cao Zicheng's attack without any damage.

However, the old turtle wasn't thinking about how to devour the glowing human. Instead, he was thinking about how to escape.

Originally, the old turtle thought that if that human attacked his turtle shell, the patterns on the shell would definitely be able to swallow him up.

However, after enduring Cao Zicheng's punches and kicks for such a long time, the old turtle no longer has any confidence in the devouring ability of his turtle shell.

This human is too terrifying, thinking that I, Old Turtle, have roamed the ocean for so many years, but I have never seen a life form that I can't devour.

Even a strange beast like me, Old Turtle, who's a super divine beast, as long as I catch up with it, I will only be reduced to a bloody prey. This human is too terrifying.

The old turtle, who had lived for a long time, was well aware of this principle. Therefore, he was using his profound wisdom to think of a way to escape.

"A mysterious spell?"

Duanmu Chen looked at the black and white ball of light in Cao Zicheng's hand, and after sensing the unusual aura, he muttered to himself.

He was well aware of the secrets of the technique, and it was impossible for anyone in the Heavenly Cloud Realm to create such a technique. It had to have been passed down to his highness by the Sword Emperor.

Sword Emperor, you really dare!

Su Qiao stood beside Duanmu Chen, looking somewhat dejectedly at Cao Zicheng's fiendgod-like figure in the sky.

After Su Qiao woke up, he became somewhat taciturn, no longer lively like before.

After all, he had slaughtered almost all the lives in the entire city. Although Su Qiao had lost his mind at that time, she had not lost her memories.

Su Qiao also knew that it was Cao Zicheng who had saved him, and Su Qiao followed Duanmu Chen to call for his highness, Cao Zicheng.

His Highness had saved my life and made me stronger. My life no longer belonged to me.

Su Qiao had originally thought that after absorbing the essence of a transcendent divine beast, his strength shouldn't be considered weak.

But when he saw Cao Zicheng's mysterious posture and his terrifying attacks, Su Qiao's heart could only be imagined.

It turned out that he was still unable to help His Royal Highness even a little, since he was still a useless weakling.

"Don't feel inferior, don't compare yourself with His Highness. You have to remember, His Highness alone can break through the ages."

Although Duanmu Chen was wholeheartedly watching Cao Zicheng, he was still able to sense the change in Su Qiao's mood.

After all, Su Qiao was standing right next to Duanmu Chen. There was nothing that Duanmu Chen could do even if he did not notice.

"Yes."

Su Qiao gently nodded her head. She knew all of this, but at this moment, a thought had appeared in Su Qiao's mind.

At this moment, the black and white rays of light on Cao Zicheng's right hand finally finished condensing.

The mysterious arcane skill – Swift Flow of Three Thousand, about to burst forth.

The old turtle also ran out at the same time while spinning its turtle shell. He can't just sit there and wait for death.

The old turtle felt that as long as he ran fast this time and was no longer suppressed by Cao Zicheng, there would be no problem.

If I can't beat him, can't I run away?

The old turtle didn't think it would lose to any living creature when it started to run.

Upon seeing the old turtle, the corners of Cao Zicheng's mouth curled up slightly. Since you've come out, then come at me!

Let me see how powerful this so-called mystical technique is.

After wasting so much time, the condensed energy was so turbulent that even he himself was somewhat afraid.

Cao Zicheng opened and closed his right palm; one fell and the other was lifted!

His right fist seemed to be continuously punching out, very regularly and steadily. At this moment, Cao Zicheng's right fist did not seem to be punching out a mass of energy, but a strange and unceasing law.

Hiss hiss!

Two strange sounds rang out, and the light in Cao Zicheng's hands quickly expanded, turning into countless black and white streaks of light that charged towards the old turtle.

In this moment, it was as if he were eternal!

In that instant, it felt like forever!

"Flying flows number three thousand, three thousand is just a general term, does it mean that there are too many to count?"

Cao Zicheng looked at the black and white stream of light that was constantly shooting towards the old turtle and felt some disappointment in his heart.

So that's how it is. What's the difference between this and condensing a large amount of energy?

Was this all about the mystical spell?

Impossible, right?

As for Duanmu Chen, he was relieved to see Cao Zicheng release all three thousand of his Flying Flows. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and an inexhaustible joy welled up in his heart.

This was because Duanmu Chen knew that this old turtle, an unparalleled mutant beast, could no longer live; he was dead for sure!

No matter how strong you are, as long as the mysterious spell attacks you, and is launched at you in one shot, you are dead.

Mysterious techniques were related to mysterious laws, and because of this, Mysterious techniques were called Mysterious techniques.

In actuality, Duanmu Chen was worried that Cao Zicheng wouldn't be able to unleash the mystical arts. Even if his Sacred Body was powerful enough to dominate the world, his Highness was still too weak right now.

Furthermore, the mysterious technique … How could he release this kind of spell until he was at the end of his life? He had to warn His Highness.

After all … This was a mysterious spell. Once it failed or his body could not support it, the damage to his body would be permanent!

Looking at Duanmu Chen's relaxed expression, it was strange for him to relax.

Even though Cao Zicheng's attack was very powerful, every single attack could easily crush him.

However, these attacks seemed to have the same power as Cao Zicheng's attack earlier!

Could Cao Zicheng's attack have some sort of secret?

Shang Yang Zi Jiang couldn't figure it out, neither could Su Qiao and the other hunters.

In their opinion, Cao Zicheng's attack this time was no different from the previous one!

However, when they saw Duanmu Chen's appearance, they all knew that this battle was about to end.

How strange!

It was the same attack, the same pressure, and it ended just like that?

Although everyone had guessed the answer in their hearts, what they saw was the truth.

Cao Zicheng was the same. As he released his mystical spell, a voice in his heart told him that the battle was over.

Cao Zicheng stood in the air, his battle robe fluttering as he stared at the old turtle.

He silently watched as the Three Thousand Meteor Sword completely disappeared from his hands, while the shell outside the old turtle was completely unharmed by the endless attacks.

Under Cao Zicheng's astonished gaze, these attacks disappeared as soon as they came into contact with the turtle shell, as if they had never appeared before.

It was amazing, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought!

Flying current of 3000. Endless amount of energy had disappeared just like that?

Wait a minute, the patterns on the turtle shell had the function of devouring. It couldn't be that it had forcefully devoured the three thousand flying beasts, right?

Although Cao Zicheng had the nagging feeling that the battle was over, he still couldn't help but think about something bad.

Mystery Art, don't disappoint me!