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Werther's face paled, but he still pointed his finger at the top of his head. The Taiji diagram flew back and landed on the back of his Heavenly Demon avatar. Werther's truesoul separated from his body and temporarily entered this arm, about to take a gamble! When his Yin Master entered, the first thing he felt was endless power. The inside of this broken arm was not just his flesh and blood, but countless extremely pure heaven and earth origin energy. There were countless magic arrays revolving loudly inside the arm. His body was empty, and once destroyed, he would become a soul without a master. Therefore, he did not dare to hesitate, using the Yin God to drive his severed arm, and suddenly flew up, directly attacking Karov and Rommel!

Werther only felt that his Yin Master was full of power. No matter what obstacle was in front of him, he could shatter it with one punch! Previously, it was limited to one's own strength, and could not perfectly deduce the most profound magic of the Devil Dao. But now, with the support of this broken arm, he could completely use the full set of the Sky Demon Sky Splitting Palm. Sky Demon Descent, Sky Demon Dance, Sky Demon Chasing Sea, Sky Demon Sky Splitting Heaven, Sky Demon God Slayer, Sky Demon Annihilation, Sky Demon Nirvana, Sky Demon Break, eight forms of palm techniques, each combined into three hundred and sixty-five forms, each combined into a total of three hundred and sixty-five forms, and the palm technique was deduced to perfection by only one palm. The final eight forms turned into a single palm technique, the mysterious stump was formed into a mysterious hand seal, directly imprinting it!

Rommel's face had already changed drastically when he was trying to deduce the changes in his palm strike technique. He shouted, "Quick!" Protect his majesty! " The rest of the twenty cavalry soldiers galloped over loyally, unleashing their strongest battle qi and gathered together. With the support of Rommel and the crown prince, they formed a semicircle shield, trying their best to resist the incoming attack.

The seal descended without any suspense. At this moment, the world became still, and everything stopped moving. Even people's minds seemed to have been frozen. Everything in the space and time had been frozen, no longer functioning. With a wavy sound, as if an egg had been smashed, the arm snapped back and landed behind Werther. A black shadow flashed out from within, entering through the door at Werther's head.

Looking back at the people of the Kaiser Empire, over twenty cavalrymen had all died from spitting out blood, their broken limbs scattered on the ground, leaving behind only the captain of the cavalry. Because the majority of the pressure had been shared by the crown prince and Rommel, his own strength was not weak.

With his broken arm, he only needed a single strike to destroy all of the fighting spirits in the fist intent world. The army spirits that he had painstakingly nurtured over several decades of the battle spirit world had all been destroyed, and even he himself had suffered an irreparable blow. His battle spirit and battle spirit channel were all destroyed, so even if he managed to survive, he was destined to become a cripple.

However, in the next moment, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Ignoring his own injuries, he picked up Rommel, pulled him up and pulled the cavalry captain along with him, then turned around and ran away without even turning his head back. A black hole suddenly appeared in front of him, as if a giant beast had opened its mouth and swallowed him and Rommel. It was the High Priest from the Beast Race who had acted to send the two of them out of the space of this shrine. It was rare for Karov to have the strength to move two people while being heavily injured.

A faint sigh came from the air, "Unexpectedly, even though it is only a broken arm and a single strike, it still possesses such power. Sigh, is the dignity of a god destined to be something ordinary people cannot challenge?"

When Karov left, Werther immediately opened his eyes and smiled bitterly. "This guy didn't fall for it!" He tilted his head and really fainted this time. It turned out that he was holding his breath and barely saved his mind, all in order to lure Karov to make the last strike and solve this big problem. Who knew that Karov was also a meticulous person, he actually didn't fall for the trap and just left, without a trace of nostalgia.

At most, it would just take a few days to heal him up using the Wood Yi Zhen Qi of the Tree of Life. But activating that giant hand of death consumed almost all of his soul power, and in his sea of consciousness, the originally overweeningly arrogant Heavenly Demon Conqueror was now riddled with wounds, falling from its almost corporeal state to the point where it could be chased away by a gust of wind at any time. The structure of the magic hand was too complicated, and it was filled with incomprehensible magic array glyphs. With Werther's eyesight, these glyphs were not carved by Houtian level masters, but were rather mysterious inborn glyphs. In almost an instant, he completely absorbed all of his soul force.

Werther slowly got up and used a soul recovery method to slowly gather his spirit and heal the Yin god's injuries. It took a full three days before he could barely recover. At this time, the real body of the Fox High Priest finally descended into this space. He said to Werther, "Truly worthy of being the warrior chosen by His Highness War God. To actually defeat two Sword Saint experts by himself." Werther unhappily said, "That's because I have a God-ranked treasure that cheated. Coupled with the fact that they weren't on guard, I won't be so lucky the next time we meet. "However, I'm afraid that this time, Rommel has been crippled. I wonder if his teacher, the Stellar Sword Saint, will come to take revenge on me." When he thought of the terrifying strength of the Stellar Sword Saint, Werther still had a lingering fear.

The High Priest laughed. "Don't worry. With this divine artifact, unless a peak Demigod attacks, no one will be able to do anything to you." Werther said furiously, "This thing almost took my life to use once. How could I dare to use it again?" The High Priest laughed. "That's your problem. Your mental strength is indeed insufficient to control this divine artifact, but you can make up for your deficiencies through bitter training. Alright, since you have passed the War God's test, I can give you that thing. "Follow me." They crossed the square to the rear hall.

The High Priest started chanting a mysterious spell and gently stroked the door of the rear hall. Layers of spell formations were triggered and rays of light were emitted from the door and the magic restrictions on the door were lifted. The two of them entered the temple. There was only one magic formation in the hall, and it was covered by layers of magic runes. To be exact, this thing was extremely familiar to Werther. A hand! Oh, yes, exactly the same hand he had now, the same paleness, the same strength, the same mystery, only this one was left or right.

The High Priest said, "Alright, be careful. I'm going to release my magic restrictions." "Werther said," I'm not ready yet! " But the oracle the War God gave me was enough, you can do the rest. " The High Priest held up a magic staff. The staff was made of unknown beast bones, and on the top of the staff was an inlaid beast skull. At this moment, two blood-red lights shot out from the eyes of the skull and onto the magic array.

The moment the magic array was opened, just as Werther had predicted, a pressure that was perhaps a little more than a few points spread out, almost congealing into a solid substance. It swept up numerous tornadoes, causing both of their clothes to flutter, and the originally calm right hand outside the hall seemed to sense the abnormality, instantly appearing in the temple, circling around the other giant hand.

The High Priest waved his hand in a gesture of invitation. "Alright, this item is yours." He had no choice but to brace himself and collect the divine tool. According to his previous experience, he took out his pet badge and formed a seal with his hands, using the method of a Daoist cultivator's imperial magic treasure. A series of hand seals were executed, and the giant hand immediately took action, slowly flying towards the pet badge. Slowly, it fell into the badge. With a thought, Werther retracted his other giant hand as well.

The High Priest nodded his head, "As you can see, this is a God Corpse, it should be a God of the undead. As for why I was suppressed here by His Majesty the War God and why I was split into such a state, I don't even know. However, you must be careful in the process of refining it. Although there is no residual consciousness of a god in this broken arm, it seems to have an unyielding fighting consciousness. However, if you are able to devour it, it will be very beneficial to your cultivation realm. "

Werther nodded. With the previous experience, he naturally understood the taboo. However, that ball of consciousness was actually the purest combat consciousness, which was something he could not have imagined.