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"A Mande bowed in front of this Master Lin, and became that Master Lin's puppet …

"What … what is going on?"

In the Pharaoh faction bloodline, one by one, they widened their eyes in panic. Lin Feng's strength was already stronger than the Lord Messenger of God's, and it was only because he had become a puppet that the situation had turned for the better. But even so, Lin Feng still displayed strength that exceeded what they had ever imagined time and time again.

Now, A Mande had become Lin Feng's puppet again, turning the situation around in an instant. Once Lin Feng and A Mande joined hands, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Only death awaited the Lord Messenger of God.

"Great!"

"A Mande has become a puppet of the Master Lin. The outcome of the battle has been decided."

On the Miao Family's side, the worry on their faces finally disappeared. Especially Cui Ruyi herself, she was laughing so hard, she looked like a blooming flower.

Lin Feng could still display his power while fighting two opponents at once. In the battle that followed, it could be said that victory and defeat had already been decided, and it was already a foregone conclusion.

"How is this possible?"

"Impossible!" Absolutely impossible! "

Lord Messenger of God was immediately stunned in place.

He had originally thought that his puppet technique had already reached the highest level in the world. He hadn't thought that there would actually be someone who knew the art of puppet techniques that were even more powerful than him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was a puppet technique that could erase the original puppet's imprint in the blink of an eye and plant a puppet mark that could make it into his own puppet. After all, in order to do this, one had to possess several times the power of the original puppet technique.

"Is this the puppet technique of the Shaman Tribe that you mentioned?"

"What is the Witch clan?"

Lord Messenger of God regained his senses and stared at Lin Feng. His eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly.

He was very curious, curious what kind of race the Witch clan Lin Feng spoke of, was it? He could actually use the art of puppet to such a terrifying degree.

"Come forward and die!"

Lin Feng didn't waste any time on nonsense, he commanded A Mande to attack together. The rope that bound the snow was about to burn out, and there was not much time left for him.

His strength had always been stronger than the Lord Messenger of God's. With the two of them working together, the Lord Messenger of God was instantly at a disadvantage.

"Rumble!"

With a raise of Lin Feng's hand, a golden blue giant palm appeared in the sky.

The golden blue giant palm was very big, reaching a total of ten meters, completely blocking out the entire sky above the sacrificial altar.

Waves of berserk and terrifying might surged out from the golden blue giant palm, bringing with it a strong aura of death. Under the cover, it was as if they had arrived in a dark hell. The kind of destructive aura was enough to suffocate experts under the pressure of Transcendence. If it was an ordinary person, even if their strength wasn't at the Grandmaster Realm, as long as they were enveloped by this terrifying destructive aura, their body would definitely explode and die in an instant.

When the giant palm descended, it was like a gigantic meteorite had descended from the sky, bringing with it the momentum to completely destroy the entire altar. It was as if when this palm strike landed, not only the Lord Messenger of God that was enveloped by the gigantic palm, even the altar beneath his feet would crumble.

"Whoosh!"

A Mande's attack, which was one with her spear, arrived at the same time.

A man and a lance drew a sharp edge in the air. They were like a conical light figure as they shot out explosively. This cone of light was filled with a wild energy and was majestic and strong. The penetrating power was extremely terrifying. Even if it was the tank's reaction armor, if it was directly pierced, a hole would be created. It was as if even the sky could pierce a hole through it. As for the Lord Messenger of God, it was even easier for the spear to pierce through his body.

"It's impossible to block both of their attacks at the same time."

"The spear of Osiris is a half-immortal weapon. Its physical body is already extraordinary, so it's impossible for it to take the attack head-on."

While Lord Messenger of God was deep in his thoughts, he had already made his plan. With a solemn face, he put in 120% of his energy into this plan.

In the end, even though he managed to block A Mande's attack and disintegrate it, there was no time for him to block Lin Feng's attack and could only rely on his extraordinary body to block it forcefully.

"Boom!"

When the golden blue giant palm slammed into Lord Messenger of God's body, it was like a piece of meteorite, drowning him completely.

However, it was enough to destroy the entire altar and slap down onto it. The scene of Lord Messenger of God's fleshly body exploding in an instant did not appear in the imagination of the masses. It was as if his body had transformed into the toughest special armor. Even if it were a bronze wall made from reinforced concrete, it would still feel ashamed of itself. The moment the palm landed, the sound of metal clashing rang out.

A deafening boom resonated through the horizon. The sound waves struck against the ground, breaking many trees and causing many houses to collapse.

"Bam!"

In the midst of the clashing of metals, the golden blue giant palm was smashed into smithereens. The broken pieces were like pieces of armor, flying in all directions and puncturing through everything in a certain area. The air was filled with the sound of air being pierced.

Lord Messenger of God patted the dust off of his body, and revealed a sinister smile on his face: "Brat, this is this noble one's most powerful trump card.

"Lord Messenger of God's flesh has become extraordinary too, great, really great!"

In the Pharaoh faction bloodline, the entire clan was shouting excitedly.

Although their bloodline had powerful magic, because of their physical body, their strength was greatly reduced. Unexpectedly, at some point in time, the Lord Messenger of God had cultivated his fleshly body to an extraordinary level.

"Once my fleshly body enters the Transcendence realm, even if the Pharaoh faction bloodline is replenished, my battle prowess would increase by leaps and bounds, and it would be even more terrifying than before."

"Since that's the case, even if Master Lin and Mu Xuanyin have two hands, the outcome of the battle is still an unknown technique. If you include Snow White, the odds of victory for the Lord Messenger of God side are even higher! "

Cui Xinghai, one of the three Miao Family clansmen, wore a grave expression on his face.

Lin Feng erased his original puppet mark, allowing A Mande to become his own puppet. The outcome of this battle, had already been decided. He never thought that this Lord Messenger of God would actually have a powerful trump card which was the Body Refinement Realm.

As a result, the outcome of this battle had once again become unknown. The scariest thing was that there was not much time left for Snowy to do so. With the relationship between Snowy and the Master Lin, they would definitely be affected by the snow. The balance of victory, would tilt even more towards the Lord Messenger of God.

"I didn't expect you to be such a transcendent fleshly body!"

Even someone as strong as Lin Feng was surprised.

Although the spells learnt by the Pharaoh faction were much weaker than the witches', there was still a lot of similarity between the two. For example, the physical body. Anyone who cultivates a spell would have a weak body. There were very few people in the large Shaman Tribe who could reach the shaman body realm even with Nine Layered Heavens.

He never thought that the Lord Messenger of God from Ancient Egypt would actually be able to do it.