Chapter 12624: Can’t win, but must win!

"Do you think you can beat me?"

The Northern Frontier Hall Master said.

“I can’t win, but I must win!”

Blackwood Shinto.

"Why? You can do this for that boy? What is his charm?" The head of Beijiang Hall frowned.

"Charm? I don't know. Maybe he and I are more compatible. What's the point of saying this now? If you want to shake my will, don't do it, because it's impossible."

The Black Wood God said.

"Yes, I already know your strength after the fight just now. Then, you can die."

As the Northern Frontier Hall Master finished speaking, a powerful attack came again.

Above the Tyrant Empire, the sky suddenly turned darker, as if covered by an invisible force. Then, an astonishing vision appeared.

The right hand of the Northern Frontier Hall Master was seen slowly rising up, and every movement looked solemn and sacred.

As his palms flipped, an invisible force seemed to begin to surge in the air. This force grew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to tear the void apart.

The next moment, everyone was shocked to see a huge illusory hand appear out of thin air in the sky.

The palm seemed to be formed by countless rays of light, dazzling and emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

Its size is incalculable, as if it can cover the sky and the sun, shrouding the entire Tyrant Empire in its shadow.

As soon as this illusory giant palm appeared, it caused drastic changes between heaven and earth.

The wind howled, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it seemed that even the heaven and earth were shaking. The power contained in that palm was so strong that it was unimaginable, as if it could easily destroy everything.

As the illusory giant hand appeared out of thin air, a breath of destructive power rushed in from the air, sweeping across the entire Tyrant Empire like a storm.

Under the pressure of this breath, countless disciples of the Tyrant Empire below suddenly felt difficulty breathing, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on their chests.

They looked up and saw that the light emanating from that hand was so bright and dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The power in his palm was so strong that it was unimaginable, as if it could easily destroy everything.

Under the influence of this force, the entire Tyrant Empire seemed to be trembling, as if it was about to collapse under this force.

The warriors were filled with fear and awe. They finally realized the horror of this power. It was a battle that they could neither intervene nor understand.

They could only watch as the palm slowly pressed down in the air, as if it was going to crush the entire Tyrant Empire.

Under this aura of destruction, the warriors all used their magic power to try to resist the oppression of this aura.

However, their power seemed so small in the face of this aura, as if it would be destroyed at any time.

Some warriors with weaker cultivation had even knelt on the ground, their faces full of despair and helplessness. They knew that in the face of this power, they had no room to struggle.

Ling Xiao's face was cold.

There is a primitive force stirring in the body.

If he didn't have those powers, he would be very helpless now, because the Black Wood God might not be a match for the Lord of the Northern Frontier.

The enemy is too strong!

But he is too weak!

He didn't want to rely on external things, but it was impossible. Now he had to use all the means he could.

"Evil Spirit Emperor, I am not negotiating with you. If you don't take action, I will destroy the magic needle space with my own hands. You should know that I can still become stronger without it, because what I have is more terrifying than your Demon Sect."

Ling Xiao's voice was cold and murderous.

Even the Evil Spirit Emperor felt a chill.

In the air, the Black Wood God was like an angry King Kong. He let out an earth-shaking roar, and the sound echoed over the Tyrant Empire like thunder.

As he roared, a tremendous amount of magical power gushed out from his body, instantly changing the surrounding world.

Driven by this magical power, countless giant black trees appeared out of thin air. They seemed to have absorbed vitality from the void, growing rapidly with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

These giant trees exude a strong dark aura. Their trunks are as thick as mountains and their crowns are as huge as dark clouds, giving people a sense of oppression.

Under the control of the Black Wood God, these giant black trees flew towards the illusory giant hand in the sky like arrows.

They drew black tracks in the air with earth-shattering power, as if they were going to smash the giant hand to pieces.

The moment the black giant tree touched the giant hand, the entire sky trembled.

A huge roar sounded, like thousands of thunders roaring simultaneously, causing pain in everyone's eardrums.

In the center of the collision, light was shining and air waves were rolling, as if there was an invisible battlefield where a fierce battle was taking place.

Under the impact of this force, the surrounding clouds were torn apart, revealing the blue sky.

Below, the disciples of the Tyrant Empire were also affected by this force. They retreated one after another, trying their best to resist the impact of the air wave.

However, the attack of the Black Wood God did not seem to cause much damage to the giant hand.

Although the black giant tree left deep marks on the surface of the giant hand, the giant hand still stood firm, as if nothing could destroy it.

When Heimu God saw this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He did not give up, but urged his magic power again, preparing to launch a more fierce attack. He knew that this giant hand was made of the opponent's power, and it would not be easy to destroy it.

But he also believed that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to defeat it one day.

Then, the Black Wood God roared again, and magic power surged throughout his body, preparing to launch the next round of attack.

The giant hand in the sky seemed to have sensed the determination and strength of the Black Wood God, and began to emit an even stronger light and aura.

boom!
Heimu Shen, the powerful man who once shocked countless warriors, finally reached his limit at this moment.

In the duel with the terrifying giant palm, he tried his best, but ultimately failed to withstand the destructive force.

In the sky, the illusory giant palm struck towards the Black Wood God with the force of thunder.

In the face of this force, the once indestructible defense of the Black Wood God seemed to become fragile. The giant palm fell and instantly blasted him backwards, blood spilled in the air, dyeing the sky red.

The body of the Black Wood God drew a long arc in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The moment he landed, the entire ground trembled, as if it could not bear his heavy body. Dust flew all around, and a cloud of dust rose up.

When the disciples of the Tyrant Empire saw this scene, they were all stunned, their hearts filled with shock and fear.

They had never seen such a powerful opponent, nor had they ever seen the Black Wood God in such an embarrassed state.

In their hearts, the Black Wood God has always been invincible, but at this moment, he was defeated by that giant palm.

(End of this chapter)