You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

The leader of the Holy Cult directly shook his fleshy palms to meet Feng Ai.

His hands slapped Feng Ai's wooden crutch hard.

There was a muffled sound of "boom".

The two were locked in a stalemate in mid-air.

"Huh?" Feng Ai frowned slightly, feeling quite surprised.

He did not expect that the physical body of the Holy Cult Leader would be so powerful.

He showed no mercy in this move.

Not to mention forcefully taking it with your physical body.

Even a top-quality defensive magic weapon will be turned into powder immediately if it is hit by his crutch...

But the leader of the Holy Cult was safe and sound at the moment, and did not show any signs of injury.

Feng Ai didn't think much and swung the mahogany crutch in his hand again and smashed it down.

This time, his power was a bit stronger than the last time.

The terrifying momentum made the surrounding demonic monks watching the battle tremble with fear.

They retreated involuntarily, fearing that they would be affected by Feng Ai's crutch.

Everyone felt that the leader of the Holy Cult would definitely find a way to avoid this situation.

Because in their eyes, this turn is really hard to resist...

But what everyone didn't expect was.

The leader of the holy religion not only did not dodge, but also did not avoid it.

Instead, he shouted loudly and used his palms to attack Feng Ai again...

"boom!"

Another huge explosion sounded.

The Holy Cult leader's hands were firmly pressed against Feng Ai's crutch.

Terrifying spiritual pressure spewed out in all directions.

All the masters of the Demon Cult who were watching the battle were dizzy and unsteady under the impact of this wave of spiritual power...

The spiritual energy fluctuations caused by the head-on confrontation between the two made the entire earth tremble.

Everyone present was shocked speechless by the Holy Cult Leader.

None of them expected that the leader of the Holy Cult could actually fight on a par with Feng Ai.

At this moment, the Hehuan Ghost Mother of the Esoteric Cult Sect suddenly exclaimed: "Look."

"Why did Master Qiu's body become like this?"

Following the scream of the Acacia Ghost Mother, everyone's eyes turned to the leader of the Holy Cult.

The Holy Cult leader's fingers suddenly grew long and hard nails when he grabbed Feng Ai Muguai.

His arms were visibly thicker.

Moreover, a layer of fine scales actually appeared on his exposed skin.

These scales are like dragon scales, shining with a chilling light...

After seeing the changes in the leader of the Holy Cult, the Ghost King of Menggui Sect couldn't help shouting: "Weird...monster..."

"Master Qiu actually transformed himself into a monster from the underworld..."

......

The leader of the Holy Cult roared angrily, and his physical body was pushed to its peak.

He waved his sharp claws and clawed directly at Feng Ai's face.

Feng Ai's face was as dark as water, and he didn't seem to have much reaction to the changes in the leader of the Holy Cult.

Actually.

Feng Ai's heart was far from as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

The changes in the leader of the Holy Cult surprised him greatly.

Not only did the Holy Cult leader's appearance become ghastly, but his power also increased several times.

In the past, Feng Ai Bai Ling's body-binding technique was completely useless when used on the leader of the Holy Cult.

No matter how he activated the body-binding technique, the leader of the Holy Cult was completely unaffected.

His physical body is too strong.

With physical strength alone, the leader of the holy religion has far exceeded the limit that a monk in the Mahayana realm can achieve.

Seeing the Holy Cult Leader waving his claws.

Feng Ai immediately waved his crutch to meet the attack.

But even though he tried his best to swing the crutch, he could not get it back from the leader of the Holy Church.

In a hurry, Feng Ai could only give up using crutches to resist.

Instead, he also greeted him with one palm.

The sharp claws of the Holy Cult leader and Feng Ai's fleshy palm were directly imprinted on one place.

In terms of strength, the Holy Cult leader completely crushed Feng Ai.

In terms of the competition between spiritual power and cultivation, the leader of the Holy Cult in this posture is not weaker than Feng Ai...

I heard a "click-click" sound of bones breaking.

Feng Ai was blown away like a kite with its string broken...

He turned dozens of somersaults in mid-air before he could stabilize his body.

Feng Ai's left arm hung weakly by his side.

The palm of the leader of the Holy Cult just now shattered all the bones in his arm.

All the evil cultivators present were stunned when they saw this scene.

No one expected that Feng Ai, who had always been invincible to the Beast Divine State, would be beaten to a cripple by the Holy Cult leader in just one encounter.

I had known that the leader of the Holy Cult was so brave.

Why should they be afraid of Feng Ai?

These evil cultivators shouted excitedly.

"The leader is so powerful that he killed Old Man Feng..."

"kill him."

"The leader is invincible, kill him..."

"..."

The morale of the Demon Cult members was greatly boosted.

When the Ghost King of the Meng Gui Sect saw Feng Ai's defeat, he immediately stood up and sarcastically said, "Old man Feng, don't you think you are invincible?"

"Why doesn't this work?"

"Hahaha, today is the day you guys will die..."

After saying that, the Ghost King of Menggui Sect moved and began to massacre the surrounding righteous disciples.

Seeing that the leader of the Holy Cult could suppress Feng Ai, the Hehuan Ghost Mother of the Esoteric Sect no longer had any worries in her heart.

Also participated in the massacre...

With the two of them taking the lead, the other demon sect masters and disciples also dispersed, looking for the righteous disciples to massacre.

And at the beginning, those underworld monsters were summoned by the White-headed Skull of the Holy Cult Leader.

They have been surrounded from all directions and are about to surround Feng Ai.

Feng Ai covered the shoulder of his left arm with his right hand and looked at the underworld monsters that were gathering around him.

He couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

Feng Ai sighed softly, looked up at the dark night sky and murmured to himself: "It seems that we still have to take this step. I don't know if there is enough time."

"That's it, just do your best and listen to fate..."

"..."

Just when Feng Ai looked up at the sky.

The leader of the Holy Cult roared angrily and rushed over again.

Almost in an instant, the leader of the Holy Cult had arrived in front of Feng Ai.

He picked up the wooden cane he took from Feng Ai's hand and hit Feng Ai directly on the head.

Feng Ai did not dodge, but stretched out his forearm to protect his head.

The wooden cane hit Feng Ai's forearm firmly.

Just hear a "click" sound.

The wooden crutch was broken into two sections.

The leader of the Holy Cult looked at the remaining half of the crutch in his hand with disbelief and said, "It's just an ordinary crutch?"

Feng Ai smiled lightly and said, "What else?"

The leader of the Holy Church never expected it.

The chief sect leader of the twenty-eight sects was actually using an ordinary wooden crutch.

But it is precisely this that proves how terrifying Feng Ai's cultivation is.

An ordinary wooden crutch was like a magic weapon in his hands.

Don't wait for the leader of the Holy Cult to attack again.

Feng Ai took the initiative and punched the leader of the Holy Cult in the face.

After several battles, the Holy Cult leader had completely figured out Feng Ai's strength.

Looking at Feng Ai's fist.

The leader of the Holy Cult snorted with disdain: "Looking for death..."