Chapter 772: Didn't Kill Him, How Awkward!

He Pingsheng was about to cry.

Soul-Linking Curse Talisman!

Wasn't this thing created by me? I'm always the one giving it to others to use, how did it get stuck on me by this guy Zhao Xiangdu today?

The next moment, a strange feeling surged into his heart.

The soul within He Pingsheng's main body and the souls of his five clones were all connected together.

In other words, if he died, the other five clones would also be slaughtered.

Of course, the Soul-Linking Curse Talisman still gave He Pingsheng some face, which was that in the situation where the talisman was stuck on the main body, if the clones were killed, the main body would not die.

But...

Now my main body is the one being attacked.

At this very moment, He Pingsheng only prayed that the 【Substitute Death Puppet】 he had been nourishing in his body for a long time would work.

Please don't die.

Of course, while thinking about it, He Pingsheng himself was not idle.

The magic power in his body surged out and all poured into the blood-red turtle shell.

In an instant, a cyan divine turtle phantom was condensed outside his body.

Now at the ninth layer of the Void Refinement Stage, this divine turtle phantom was even more solid.

And that was not all.

"Heavenly Gang Three Transformations..."

He Pingsheng silently recited, and this defensive power instantly increased by three times.

Relying on mere defense, He Pingsheng knew he still could not contend with this strike from Zhao Xiangdu.

"Open..." In He Pingsheng's right hand, the Hongmeng Purple Gold Staff instantly turned into a long spear as black as ink.

The next moment, man and spear became one, ten thousand destructions returning to the origin.

Using offense as defense!

At this time, Zhao Xiangdu's slap finally fell.

The palm of the Dharma Heaven and Earth was like a mountain peak, fiercely covering the top of He Pingsheng's head.

The first to come into contact with Zhao Xiangdu's attack was the cyan turtle shell phantom.

Pfft...

Although the defensive power of the turtle shell phantom was fierce, in a situation where there was a gap of two major realms, even though Zhao Xiangdu's strike did not use full strength, the divine turtle phantom condensed by He Pingsheng also shattered in an instant.

It broke!

The good news was that Zhao Xiangdu did not use full strength, so this strike had about fifty percent of its power shaved off by the cyan turtle shell.

But... there was still fifty percent remaining!

What to do?

The divine spear in He Pingsheng's hand surged out, his body and the divine spear merged into one, using offense as defense.

Pfft...

Zhao Xiangdu's descending palm was poked with a hole by this divine spear.

It looked extremely sharp.

But in reality, with such a poke of the divine spear, it also exhausted all the power on the spear.

Zhao Xiangdu's attack power still had twenty or thirty percent remaining, smashing down toward the top of He Pingsheng's head.

At this time, if he took it head-on with his body, He Pingsheng felt he would die eighty percent of the time.

No... ninety-nine percent chance of death.

What to do?

Void Rapid Movement!

He Pingsheng tried to activate the Void Rapid Movement divine ability to shift and change positions, leaving this space.

However... he couldn't!

Back then, under the attack of the Heavenly Fire God Emperor Tian Jin Peng, He Pingsheng's Void Rapid Movement could be said to be used freely.

However, today was different.

The surrounding void was locked by a fierce spatial power.

The spatial blockade of the Body Integration Stage could be broken by this Void Rapid Movement, but when it reached the blockade of the Mahayana Emperor Realm, the Void Rapid Movement was powerless.

He Pingsheng wanted to fiercely curse Zhao Xiangdu.

Unfortunately, he had no chance to speak at all. The solid hundred-zhang palm in the void, which already had a big hole in it, slammed solidly onto his body with a bang.

Then, He Pingsheng was directly pressed by the mountain-like palm and fiercely slapped onto the ground.

Instantly, there was a massive handprint on the earth.

With the handprint as the center, countless spiderweb-like cracks in the earth instantly extended in all directions.

He Pingsheng had lost his trace.

"Dead?"

"The human heaven-proud one, just died like this?"

"This..."

"Phew... the power of the Mahayana Emperor Realm cannot be ignored!"

"Yes... every layer of cultivation is a different heaven!"

Countless people sighed.

Zhao Xiangdu also waved his hand with satisfaction, and the massive Dharma image true body shrank back.

"Young Master..." The slave girl Zhou Qingmei landed on the giant handprint like a madwoman, searching everywhere.

But in this void, apart from a thick mass of blood and Qi, there was nothing else.

Gone?

Was He Pingsheng blasted into blood mist?

"Not right..." someone dragged out their tone and said loudly: "He Pingsheng is not dead..."

Swish...

Everyone's eyes looked toward the source of the sound!

The one speaking was Jin Gang Kongkong Yao Di's son, Yuan Wuyou.

Jin Gang Kongkong Yao Di said: "Wuyou, don't talk nonsense!"

Yuan Wuyou said: "I'm not talking nonsense, Fellow Daoist He definitely isn't dead... look... Zhou Qingmei is his slave. If He Pingsheng really died, Zhou Qingmei would have already disintegrated by now!"

Slap...

A Kongkong Kongkong Yao Di fiercely slapped his own thigh and said: "Right... not dead!"

Once these words were spoken, everyone reacted.

The Heavenly Dao Slave Seal is extremely overbearing.

With a single thought from the master, the slave can be made to die.

But at the same time, if the master accidentally falls, the slave locked by the Heavenly Dao Slave Seal will also die and disintegrate at the first moment.

Now that Zhou Qingmei had not disintegrated, it meant He Pingsheng was not dead.

Zhao Xiangdu's face was ugly to the extreme.

Everyone looked at the place of the giant handprint.

Then, a miracle happened.

Boom...

There was a surge under the ground.

He Pingsheng, like a worm, crawled out from under the giant handprint.

"Ah... pfft..."

Just as he came out, a mouthful of fresh blood was sprayed out.

That's right!

He Pingsheng was not dead.

Just now, He Pingsheng felt he was going to die, but he didn't expect that his body after body refining was so fierce that he actually withstood it?

"Young Master... woooo..." Zhou Qingmei ran over and hugged He Pingsheng tightly.

He Pingsheng stretched out his spiritual sense and took out a few Ice Bing Yu Pi Pa Pastes from the storage space, swallowing them in one gulp.

Although the Ice Bing Yu Pi Pa Paste is a fifth-tier heavenly treasure that can instantly replenish the dantian consumption of a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator, He Pingsheng is now at the Void Refinement Stage, so this one pill definitely cannot replenish it fully.

But, replenishing some is better than nothing.

After catching his breath a few times, He Pingsheng looked at Zhao Xiangdu: "Zhao Xiangdu, so many people are watching... you just said it yourself, as long as I could take your strike, you would no longer make things difficult for me!"

Zhao Xiangdu's face was ugly to the extreme.

A strike full of confidence, and it didn't kill him?

Good heavens!

This is so awkward!

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Just after finishing speaking, He Pingsheng vomited blood again.

The surrounding cultivators discussed one after another.

"My god... what kind of monster is this!"

"He didn't die from that?"

"That was the Mahayana Emperor Realm, two major levels higher!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss... tell me, is He Pingsheng too strong, or is Zhao Xiangdu too weak?"

"He Pingsheng's combat power is truly terrifying!"

Everyone discussed one after another! ===== CHAPTER 773 =====