The palm print is getting lower and lower, and the range of the palm print is getting smaller and smaller, constantly condensing.
The power of thunder and lightning is also condensed together.
It seems to condense all the power in 1 place.
In the end, the Ben Jerry Palm became only the size of a human palm, covering the top of the old devil.
All the power of thunder and lightning was also concentrated in 1 place, and a dazzling thunder and lightning bombarded down.
The most powerful thing about the Thunder Palm is not the power of the palm print, but the power of thunder and lightning in the palm.
"Ah…"
When the force of lightning struck, the old devil finally let out a shrill scream.
This proves that Ben Jerry Miner has caused heart-piercing damage to this old devil.
The Thunderclap Palm disappeared slowly, and a huge black hole appeared in the old devil's chest at this moment.
The old devil with a remnant soul can recover in the fastest time even if he has this kind of injury, after all, he no longer has a physical body.
But this time, the big hole that was blasted out by the Ben Jerry Palm couldn't be recovered.
Looking at the big black hole in his chest, the old devil's eyes were full of disbelief.
This Thunder Palm was not his brother's method, because he knew it, but how could Abel, a young monk in the Composite Realm, have such a palm technique?
Shock, extreme shock.
Now the old devil really realized that he underestimated and underestimated Abel too much.
Abel shocked him again and again.
"This time, the old devil must be dead, right?"
Abel looked at the old devil, feeling that he should be dead this time.
"He didn't die, even this kind of thing would kill him!"
After the old man finished speaking, he grabbed the old devil with his big hand and picked him up.
"Brother, do you have to kill them all?"
the old devil looked at Abel and said.
At this time, the old devil's face was very ugly, his face was also very hideous, his whole body was covered with wounds, and there was even a big hole in his chest.
Now the old devil's aura is much weaker, so his words are no longer so rampant.
He also wanted to use family affection to let the old man let him live.
"If you don't perish completely, I'm not willing to just dissipate like this. You and my brother should leave together." The old man had already lost his
family ties at this time, and he only hoped to perish with the old devil.
"You guys are shameless, you are so shameless, how on earth did you get such real clones?" "
I don't believe that a small body-fitting monk can have clones, and there are so many clones!"
The old devil was unwilling, and he I don't understand, how did Abel, a monk in the Body Fit Realm, get a clone?
Even in their peak period, it is impossible to transform so many clones.
"Since you want to see it, then I'll let you see it…"
The old man said slowly, and then said to Abel, "You should also learn a little bit, such a good sword move, you have only learned the superficial."
After speaking , the old man controlled Abel's body, and slowly picked up the Beast Slaying Sword.
All of a sudden, countless golden lights bloomed on the Beast Slaying Sword.
"9 shadows swordsmanship, final form…"
Accompanied by a cold shout, the light on the Beast-slaying sword reached its peak in an instant.
The dazzling light made everyone dare not look directly at it.
With the Beast-slaying sword in Abel's hand, he swung it down lightly, and suddenly a crack seemed to be cut open in the void.
1 after another figures appeared, all of them were Abel holding the Beast-slaying sword.
Every figure is so real.
These people are exactly the same as Abel, even the expression is a perfect copy.
one.
2.
3.
………
The nine figures are all standing behind Abel, counting Abel's body, there are a total of 10 Abel, exactly the same.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, they had never seen such a spectacle before.
"Illusion, this is definitely an illusion, you are using illusion to deceive me…"
The old devil looked at this scene and couldn't believe it.
To be continued.....
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