Chapter 216: The Might of Heaven
Ling Yun didn't know what the geniuses were thinking.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
After all, the Great Cosmic Revolving Formation is a formation from the God Realm, and it is impossible for these geniuses to recognize it.
What's more, even if these geniuses know that he is using the power of the ancient Bodhi tree, it doesn't matter.
"Very good. Not only can you perform the seventh Thunder Style, but you can also perform the Eighth Thunder Style."
After feeling the power within his body, Ling Yun was very satisfied.
The seventh form of Thunder required five million kilograms of spiritual power to push it, but he could barely do it.
But this eighth form of Thunder requires a huge force of 10 million kilograms.
Ling Yun had never had this power before.
Now with the help of the ancient Bodhi tree, he undoubtedly has enough spiritual power.
"The seventh move is very powerful, but if you want to kill the King of Ghosts, I'm afraid it's not enough. So, let's use the eighth move."
The seventh form, he had used with the help of the power of thunder to deal with Ling Yuan.
But this eighth form is undoubtedly the first display.
Above the sky, the power of thunder suddenly surged.
In the blink of an eye, a thunderous body was condensed.
If it is the seventh form, this is the limit.
But now, the surge of thunder power has not stopped.
Thunder's body continued to grow, and eventually it grew legs, becoming a headless Thunder giant.
Terrifying power brewed and stirred in the sky.
Looking at the headless thunder giant in the sky, all the geniuses below turned pale with horror, their eyes filled with awe.
"Thunder Nine Forms, the first form increases the strength by 50,000 catties, the second form increases the strength by 100,000 jins, the third form increases the strength by 200,000 catties, and so on. The eighth form increases the strength by 640 jins. Thousands of pounds.”
The strength of 6.4 million jins, plus his own spiritual power of 5 million jins, is 11.4 million jins.
Ling Yun's strength exceeded ten million kilograms for the first time.
The terrifying power exploded suddenly.
In the horrified gazes of all the geniuses, the headless thunder giant controlled by Ling Yun punched the ghost king in the distance.
"not good."
The King of Ghost Demons was indifferent one moment, but suddenly changed his mind the next moment.
He was running wildly with ghost energy, using his huge palms, trying to resist Ling Yun's punch.
Boom!
The giant thunder fist collided with the giant ghost palm quickly.
The ground within a hundred miles of the Vajra Temple was violently shaken.
The terrifying shock wave, centered on the battle point between the two, swept in all directions, scraping away three meters of the ground, revealing a huge crater with a diameter of one thousand meters.
"How could it be so scary?"
All the geniuses were suffocated.
Ling Yun was obviously of the same generation as them, how could he be so terrifying?
The strong wind rolled up Ling Yun's clothes, but he remained motionless.
On the other hand, the King of Ghosts was knocked back more than ten meters, with large parts of his body cracked.
With this blow, Ling Yun completely defeated the King of Ghost Demons.
Ling Yun narrowed his eyes.
This king of ghosts is really terrifying, and he can't even kill him like this.
Not only that, after being injured, the King of Ghost Demons suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in. The bodies of more than ten Ghost Demons around him were immediately broken into pieces and sucked into his mouth.
With the nourishment of these ghost demons, the injuries on the ghost demon king's body immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Human, your strength is beyond my expectation, but it is still useless. As long as I am in this world, I have immortality and no one can kill me."
The king of ghosts laughed ferociously.
"Immortality? Even a god would not dare to claim immortality. Where do you get the courage?"
Ling Yun was disdainful, "You can recover quickly, but you can use the evil spirit to make up for yourself. But if you die completely enough that even the evil spirit can't make up for it, then I don't see why you don't die!"
Hearing Ling Yun's words, the Ghost King's face twisted: "Human, if I don't kill you today, I will not be worthy of being the Ghost King."
Boom!
Behind him, endless dark clouds surged, and it was obvious that this ghost king was truly angry.
"Ancient Bodhi Tree, I need more power."
Ling Yun thought silently in his heart.
In this life, he has not yet condensed his spiritual consciousness, but the ancient Bodhi tree is different. He believes that the other party can understand his thoughts.
The branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree shook their heads, as if resisting Ling Yun.
"If I die, do you think the Ghost King will let you go?"
Ling Yun suddenly sneered secretly, "On the contrary, as long as I am alive, I can kill the King of Ghosts and Demons, and at the same time frighten other geniuses so that they dare not touch you."
The Cosmic Wheel Formation is not omnipotent. If the Ancient Bodhi Tree resists him, there is nothing he can do.
The fundamental reason why he was able to borrow the power of the Ancient Bodhi Tree so easily was that the Ancient Bodhi Tree was also protecting itself.
Sure enough, as soon as he thought this, the ancient Bodhi tree suddenly became quiet, no longer resisted him, and injected more power into his body.
"Thunder Nine Styles, Ninth Style!"
Ling Yun no longer hesitated, and with the help of the ancient Bodhi tree, he performed the ninth form of Thunder.
In an instant, the headless thunder giant in the sky grew a head.
Buzz!
It opened its eyes, and there were two bolts of lightning that shot out more than ten meters away.
Ling Yun jumped out in one step and came to the outside of Jingang Ancient Temple.
The Thunder Giant also landed and became one with Ling Yun.
Suddenly Ling Yun felt like he was wearing a robe made of thunder.
Then, Ling Yun, who was wearing a thunder robe, punched the King of Ghost Demons.
The eighth form of Thunder can increase strength by 6.4 million kilograms.
This ninth form of Thunder can increase the strength by 12.8 million kilograms.
Adding Ling Yun's own spiritual power, this punch was a force of 17.8 million jin.
Above the sky, the shadows of the 1,780 ancient stars made the Tianjiao feel awe.
The mind of the Ghost King was also blank.
"No..."
It resisted frantically.
Unfortunately, all these struggles were in vain in the face of absolute power.
Boom!
The body of the Ghost King was directly blown up and turned into countless fragments.
Just as Ling Yun expected, as long as it was killed completely, it would not be able to repair itself and it would not be possible to revive.
The minds of other Tianjiao were also blank.
A top-level Great Martial Master was killed by Ling Yun just like that?
"Cough cough cough."
Ling Yun coughed.
The power of the ancient Bodhi tree is really strong.
This has both advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that it allows him to gain great power in a short period of time.
The disadvantage is that it puts a huge burden on his body.
At this moment, his internal organs have been seriously injured.
The manifestation on the surface is that he turned pale and coughed up blood.
This scene made the other Tianjiao feel relieved.
It seems that the power just now was not Ling Yun's own power.
These Tianjiao are extraordinary after all.
After this meeting, they have also realized that Ling Yun may have used mysterious means to borrow the power of the Vajra Ancient Temple.
In other words, if he leaves the Vajra Ancient Temple, Ling Yun will not be able to exert this power.
However, even so, Ling Yun is still terrifying.
After all, Ling Yun's own power can crush all Tianjiao, including Zhao Qier, without the help of external forces.
As for the other ghosts, without the ghost king, they are no longer afraid.
