"The power of absorption is so terrifying. This technique must be at least high-grade at the emperor level!"

Seeing Yang Ran's domineering act of absorbing spiritual energy, many people's eyes shrank slightly, and a flash of fire flashed in their eyes. The emperor's skills were far more attractive than the emperor's martial arts.

"Do you really think you are the only one who possesses the emperor-level skills?"

"Witch King Jian, swallow the sky and accept the earth!"

Seeing Yang Ran absorbing spiritual energy to replenish his consumption, the skinny man also sneered and the seals in his hands changed.

Above the sky, a dark cloud suddenly appeared covering the heaven and earth. The dark cloud rolled and erupted with a powerful suction force, forcibly sucking in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth!

Finally, it condensed into a beam of light and poured into the skinny man's body. With the infusion of this spiritual energy, the true energy in the skinny man's body became more and more powerful.

"You actually forced this arrogant guy to use the Witch King's Mirror!"

Outside the barrier, in a dark corner, a man in black saw the dark clouds covering the world. His expression finally changed, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that this kind of confrontation would be a crushing victory, but he never expected that even with the strength of the skinny man, he would not be able to successfully defeat Yang Ran.

"Yang Ran, next, let me show you the black witchcraft of my black witch clan!"

Dark clouds filled the sky and the earth, and the skinny man hung high in the sky, looking down at Yang Ran. The sound of cold shouts resounded between the sky and the earth.

Hearing the skinny man's cold shout, Yang Ran's face also darkened. He took a deep breath, and his handprints changed. Five kinds of spiritual energy, including Nirvana Fire, Earth Core Flame, and Holy Dragon Fire, surged out from his body overwhelmingly.

, and then quickly condensed, vaguely taking on the shape of an animal.

"Dragon Seal Great Wilderness Technique!"

Seeing this scene, even Wu Moli's heart skipped a beat on the rostrum, and then he suddenly stood up.

Wu Moli stood up, his eyes full of shock, and beside him, the beauty in cheongsam and the black-faced old man also had expressions of disbelief.

Dragon Seal Great Wilderness Technique!

Although they have never seen it, they have heard the master, the great sage witch, say that this is a unique skill in the land of dragons!

Needless to say, the strength of the Dragon Clan is largely due to the existence of the Dragon Emperor, and this Dragon Seal Great Desolate Technique is the Dragon Emperor’s most powerful martial skill!

"I didn't expect that he not only entered the Dragon Transformation Hall, but also received the Dragon Emperor's inheritance." After a while, Wu Moli finally recovered from the shock and sighed.

"Junior brother, does the Dragon Emperor's mind really exist in the Forest of Death?" The black-faced old man on the side couldn't help but ask.

"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm 100% sure." Wu Moli looked at Yang Ran with burning eyes, "Although I always thought this kid was not simple, I didn't expect that I still underestimated him. It seems that in the future,

The Holy Witch Tribe will also establish a good relationship with him."

Hearing this, neither the beauty in cheongsam nor the old man with dark face had any objection at all.

Perhaps Yang Ran's current strength cannot impress them, but this talent and the opportunity to obtain the Dragon Emperor's inheritance mean that he will have an immeasurable future!

And this kind of weight, even the Holy Witch Clan has to pay attention to!

"Keep watching. With the Dragon Seal Great Desolation Technique, it's hard to tell the outcome of this duel."

After calming down a little, Wu Moli breathed a sigh of relief, resumed his work, and turned his attention to the barrier.

Of course, most of the people present did not have the same knowledge as them, and naturally they could not recognize that this was the unique skill of the Dragon Emperor. At the moment, they were just amazed by the magnificent scene caused by this magic.

"What kind of magic is this? Why is it so terrifying? Also, how can these five different spiritual energies coexist in one person? Wouldn't they conflict with each other and eventually explode?"

The man in black in the audience also looked at the five violent auras in the sky in astonishment and murmured.

Because of the appearance of this magic technique and five kinds of violent spiritual energy, almost everyone's attention was focused on Yang Ran. Various thoughts passed through everyone's minds at this moment, some were envious, some were jealous, and some were jealous.

Surprised, and naturally greedy.

"I didn't expect you to possess so many kinds of violent auras, and also have corresponding spells. However, if this is what you rely on, maybe it's time to stop here!"

The skinny man glanced at the five violent auras, and a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he soon sneered again, moved his hands, and afterimages emerged.

Along with the movements of his hand seals, the howling wind in the sky suddenly seemed to stop at this moment. Even the lingering dark clouds in the sky stopped moving, and a monstrous breath of death slowly began to flow.

Earth spread out of the skinny man's body.

Feeling the aura of death that filled the skinny man's body, the expressions of most people around the square changed.

Under this aura of annihilation, except for those powerful men above the Fifth Transformation Divine Bridge Realm, everyone else felt a faint feeling of decadence.

"Is this guy actually forced to this point?"

In the audience, the skinny man stared solemnly at the destructive aura within the barrier, his expression somewhat complicated.

"This is black magic, the Palm of Life and Death!"

On the rostrum, Wu Moli took a gentle breath, and a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Although I had known for a long time that this skinny man was from the Black Witch Clan, I never expected that he would actually learn such witchcraft as the Black Witch Clan.

Wu Moli was very familiar with the so-called Palm of Life and Death, because he had also fought against an elder of the black witch clan. Even now, he still remembers the terrifying power of destroying all life.

Although the skinny man's cultivation level is far inferior to that of the Black Witch Clan elder, this terrifying power is difficult to resist for a second-turn divine bridge realm.

"This little guy can force a skinny man to perform black magic. In fact, he has won. Even if he retreats now, he will still have the opportunity to enter the altar meeting." The smile on the face of the Nine Elders also slightly faded, and he said solemnly.

"It's useless, Young Master will not retreat..." Meng Zhongxian said softly, his eyes fixed on the figure in the sky, and said: "Even if we lose both sides in the end, he will never retreat even half a step...

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"I would rather break than bend. This kid is quite ruthless. Don't worry, if the moment comes, I will take action."

Jiu Lao nodded slightly. He also had some understanding of Yang Ran's character. If he really came to the realm of life and death, neither he nor the Dream Immortal would come to rescue him and would not care about the rules of the conference.
Chapter completed!