The Glorious Summoner

Chapter 1148: The Might of the Giant Tower

Translator: 549690339

The moment the clone of the God of Black Feathers launched his attack, the two level 8 Venerable God wing demons also launched their attacks.

One of them flapped his wings, and a pair of huge metal wings appeared behind him. Every single feather on the wings was made of metal, flashing with red light and strange runes. As the Type 8 Hierarch pointed out, thousands of feathers flew out of the wings, like blood red arrows, shooting towards the three of them, drawing thousands of blood red lines in the sky. The entire sky seemed to have been cut open by the wind.

At the same time, the other Type 8 Winged Demon Divine Lord threw out a huge bronze skull. It was as big as a house in the air. After throwing it out, the eyes of the huge bronze skull shone brightly. The entire skull started to burn like a blood-red sun. It flew into the sky and lit up the sky within thousands of square kilometers. Then, it sprinkled flames towards the three people. At first, the flames were like rain, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into thousands of streams of flames. With terrifying heat, they swept towards the three of them from all directions in the sky.

Under the high temperature of the flames, the rocks on the surrounding mountains instantly melted and turned into dark red lava that flowed to the ground.

The moment the two Type 8 Winged Demon Gods made their move, Xia Ping ‘an knew that they were not the clones of the Black Feather God, but the top experts of the Demon Race. That was because the things they had made were the huge metal wings and the bronze skull. They were all Life Source Divine Artifacts, and the clones of the Black Feather God did not have any.

At this moment, there was no nonsense. There was only one word-war!

Xia Ping ‘an didn’t even think about his opponent’s attack. He charged forward and roared. His iron fist was like a mountain. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! In an instant, he punched three times in a row. One of his punches landed on the God of Black Feathers’ clone, the second on the thousands of blood-red arrows, and the third on the skeleton that was spewing flames in the sky.

After advancing to Rank Eight Supreme God Realm, Xia Ping ‘an’s Divine Emperor Fist was different from before. Every time he punched, a golden mountain would smash towards his opponent, and he completely ignored the distance.

The first golden mountain appeared directly above the head of the God of Black Feathers ‘clone. This punch actually attacked three people directly.

The second golden mountain blocked the thousands of blood-red arrows.

As for the third golden mountain, it directly blasted towards the burning bronze skull in the sky.

At first, the clone of the God of Black Feather still had a cruel and disdainful smile on his face. He also punched at the golden mountain above his head, but as soon as the two forces came into contact, his expression suddenly changed. The power, texture, and power of this punch were completely different from when he fought with Xia Pingan. The power was almost ten times stronger, and there was also a strong and majestic power mixed in it that made his heart tremble.

“Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…”

Three loud thunderclaps rang out in the sky, shaking the surroundings. The gushing airflow and shock wave formed a ring in the air and spread out in all directions. The three demon experts who were rushing over were stopped by Xia Ping ‘an’s punch and were sent back a thousand meters.

The thousands of red arrows that tore through space were like flowing lights that crashed into a mountain. After producing thousands of clanking sounds, the path that was originally unstoppable had no choice but to become twisted. Even though the bronze skull in the sky had already spat out countless flames to refine the golden mountain that Xia Pingan had blasted out, it was still knocked back by the golden mountain. The flames that were sprayed out were instantly broken…

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. When Xia Pingan rushed forward to meet the enemy, Mi Luo pulled Xi Qing back to a safe distance from the first attack of the clone of God of Black Feathers.

“Sister Xiqing, this is a grudge between me, Young Master Chan, and the Demon Race. It has nothing to do with you. Leave quickly…” Mi Luo said to Xi Qing and immediately rushed towards Xia Ping ‘an. Her natal weapon was already in her hand.

Just as the thousands of red lights were about to reach Xia Pingan, a murderous look flashed in Mi Luo’s eyes. He plucked a zither string, and a water-like ripple immediately spread out in the void beside Xia Pingan. It was like an invisible space shield that repelled the red lights. Mi Luo plucked it again, and a black line fell from the head of the winged demon god who had a metal pair of wings. The space was torn apart. It directly extended to the head of the Winged Demon Divine Lord.

The Winged Devil Hierarch’s expression also changed drastically. The metal wings on his back curled up to protect his head and body.

“Boom…” The five-colored light exploded on the body and metal wings of the Winged Demon God. He was sent flying to the ground by Mi Luo, creating a huge pit the size of a football field.

“Sister Mi Luo, if you let me go at this time, 1 will be angry. 1 am also quite good at fighting…” Xi Qing pouted and said. Her figure flashed and she rushed to the front. Xi Qing took out a green lotus flower that was still attached to the stem and waved it in the air. A green ripple appeared on the surface of the bronze skeleton that was spraying flames. The green ripple enveloped the ferocious bronze skeleton. The flames spurted out by the bronze skeleton were immediately isolated by the ripple in a fixed space. The flames were extinguished as soon as they touched the blue water.

Throwing out the bronze skull head and the winged demon god saw this scene, two blood-red eyes locked on the green lotus in Xiqing’s hand, the eyes bloomed with greed,”Ten Thousand Holy Green Stalk Lotus Lotus…” Hand it over and 1’11 spare your life…” As he spoke, the Winged Demon Deity’s figure flashed and actually chased after Xi Qing.

“Hehe, you stinky duck egg with wings. If you want this lady’s Life Source Divine Artifact, let’s see if you have the ability…” Xi Qing giggled and started to fight with the Winged Devil Hierarch.

In an instant, the six of them split into three pairs in the void. Each of them locked onto an opponent and began to fight fiercely.

“Even if you lit the eighth wisp of divine flame, you will die today. Let’s see where you can hide!”The clone of the God of Black Feathers roared in anger. In a flash, he had already crossed tens of thousands of meters and instantly closed the distance between him and Xia Pingan. His mountain-like sharp claws brought with them endless flames and black fog as they tore through the void and grabbed at Xia Pingan.

This was the claw that had injured Xia Pingan before he entered the Serpent God Cave. However, compared to that day, the power of this claw was 50% greater. The flames and black fog on the claw covered the sky and the sun, instantly sealing off all of Xia Pingan’s escape routes. Anyone who saw it would tremble and feel a sense of hopelessness.

“Today, 1’11 kill the god’s clone here…” Facing this terrifying attack, Xia Ping ‘an also roared angrily. He raised his fist and punched towards the demonic claw.

In this punch, Xia Ping’ an tried to mobilize 10% of the power of the Ming King Infinite Divine Body into his body for the first time. Then, he also integrated 10% of the power of the Divine Prison Tower into his fist. He wanted to see how powerful the 10% of the power of the Ming King Infinite Divine Body and the 10% of the power of the tower were. An opponent like the clone of the God of Black Feathers was the best target for him to test the power of his godly body and his natal godly weapon.

But in the next second, Xia Ping ‘an was stunned. Because of this punch, Xia Ping’ an felt that the surrounding space and time seemed to have slowed down a lot. Everything around him became slow motion, especially the attack of the clone of the God of Black Feathers. It seemed very powerful just now, but now, it felt like it was nothing.

In that seemingly slow illusion of time and space, Xia Ping ‘an smashed the demonic claw with a punch. The power of the demonic claw was reflected on Xia Ping’ an’s body. Xia Ping ‘an felt that his body, bones, and blood vessels were only slightly shaken. He didn’t feel injured or unbearable at all. However, the power of the Divine Prison Tower that he punched out was like a hot knife cutting through tofu. It instantly went through the demonic claw and hit the body of the God of Black Feathers’ clone. It was like using an iron rod to pierce a weak bubble.

Then, Xia Ping ‘an saw one of the arms of the God of Black Feather’s clone, starting from the finger, all the way to the palm, forearm, arm, shoulder, and the entire body, turn into ashes bit by bit. It completely shattered into dregs and turned into a cloud of blood mist. The blood mist seemed to have some changes and wanted to struggle to become a human. However, the aftershock of the Divine Incarcerate Tower’s power turned the blood mist into ashes in the blink of an eye. Not a single bit was left, and it scattered in the air.

In the end, that look of shock, astonishment, and fear seemed to have frozen on the face of the clone of the God of Black Feather. Finally, it froze in Xia Ping ‘an’s eyes, and then became an illusion in the interweaving of time and space.

“Boom…”

The terrifying shockwave shook the void, and the Type 9 Supreme God Realm clone of the God of Black Feathers was directly blasted into pieces by Xia Pingan’s punch, dissipating in the sky..