God Destroying Pearl

A trace of doubt flashed across the White Bear King's face, and his eyes were fixed on Han Tianmo, trying to figure out this sudden change.

Some red twisted blood vessels gradually appeared on Han Tianmo's face.

These blood vessels are like wriggling little snakes, clearly visible under Han Tianmo's skin.

Yan Siming, who was far away, saw Han Tianmo in this state and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Have you finally chosen to stop hiding?"

Afterwards, a strange red light emanated from Han Tianmo's body, and he rushed towards the White Bear King like a stream of red light.

The White Bear King was shocked when he saw this, but he quickly calmed down.

Then, the White Bear King shouted loudly and swung the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" in his hand, smashing it hard at Han Tianmo.

This hammer contained the White Bear King's powerful spiritual power. The air was torn apart by the hammer wind, making a sharp whistling sound.

However, Han Tianmo was extremely fast at this moment. He flashed and dodged the attack of the White Bear King like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, Han Tianmo muttered something and used the "Blood Shadow Technique" on the White Bear King.

In an instant, a thick red mist gushed out from his hands and pounced towards the White Bear King.

The White Bear King thought to himself that something was wrong and quickly circulated his spiritual power to try to disperse the strange red fog.

The White Bear King waved his hands quickly, and streams of ice-blue spiritual power flew out from his hands and collided with the red mist.

However, the red mist seemed to have some kind of mysterious power, and the White Bear King's attack did not have much effect. Instead, a little bit of the red mist stuck to his body.

The White Bear King suddenly felt as if all the blood in his body was being pulled by an invisible force, and it was about to leave his body.

The White Bear King was horrified and immediately mobilized all his strength to fight back with all his might.

After the White Bear King's desperate struggle, he finally succeeded in dispelling the red fog.

The White Bear King took the opportunity to leap back and put some distance between himself and Han Tianmo.

Then, the White Bear King looked at Han Tianmo solemnly, his heart full of vigilance, and asked, "This shouldn't be the technique of your human race, right?"

A hideous smile appeared on Han Tianmo's face, and that smile looked particularly sinister under the red light.

Han Tianmo said slowly: "You have some experience, White Bear King, it's time for you to get on the road."

After saying that, Han Tianmo mobilized the strength in his body again and attacked the White Bear King again.

At this moment, Han Tianmo seemed like a different person, emitting a chilling aura that made people shudder.

The White Bear King was in a very miserable state under the attack of Han Tianmo's strange "Blood Shadow Technique".

The thick red mist seemed to carry endless resentment, madly corroding his spiritual shield.

The White Bear King felt as if every inch of his skin was being pierced by countless tiny needles, and the spiritual power of the shield disappeared quickly like running water.

The White Bear King's face grew paler, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his eyes revealed a hint of unprecedented panic.

"Why is this damn martial art so difficult to deal with!" The White Bear King cursed in his heart.

The White Bear King knew that if he continued like this, he would be controlled by Han Tianmo.

At this moment, the thought of saving his life occupied the White Bear King's mind. "As long as there is green mountains, there will be no shortage of firewood. Let's escape from here first, and then make plans!"

The White Bear King suddenly raised the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" in his hand high up. Runes flashed on the surface of the hammer. He mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and smashed a powerful spiritual power wave towards Han Tianmo.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Tianmo quickly used his skills to dodge.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, the White Bear King turned around and turned into a black stream of light, fleeing into the distance.

Just when the White Bear King thought he was about to escape, a figure flashed from the distance like a ghost and instantly blocked his way.

This person is none other than Yan Siming, the ancestor of the Ice and Snow Sect.

Yan Siming was wearing a plain white robe, his white hair fluttering in the wind. He looked stern, staring at the White Bear King with lightning-like eyes, and said coldly, "White Bear King, you act recklessly in my human territory, and you still want to get away with it? You are dreaming!"

The White Bear King's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be calm and roared, "Yan Siming, don't think that you two can do anything to me together! I, the White Bear King, have been roaming the Snow Region for many years, and I am not afraid of fear!"

As he spoke, the White Bear King swung the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer". The spiritual power on the hammer shone brightly and smashed towards Yan Siming fiercely.

The White Bear King poured most of his spiritual power into this hammer, hoping to force Yan Siming to retreat and find a glimmer of hope.

Yan Siming snorted coldly, and his figure flashed like a phantom, easily avoiding the powerful attack.

At the same time, Yan Siming quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to solidify instantly, and countless sharp ice blades appeared out of thin air, shooting towards the White Bear King like flying snow.

When the White Bear King saw this, his face changed drastically.

The White Bear King knew very well how powerful the ice blade was. If he was hit by it, he would be seriously injured.

Then, the White Bear King hurriedly swung the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" to form a spiritual power barrier in front of him.

The ice blade hit the spiritual barrier, making a series of crisp "ding-dong" sounds, and ice chips flew everywhere.

However, this also caused the White Bear King's spiritual power consumption to become even greater.

"White Bear King, you are in a desperate situation. Today is the day you die!" Yan Siming shouted loudly. His voice echoed in the void, like a heavy hammer, hitting the White Bear King's heart.

The White Bear King was shocked and angry. While resisting the attack of the ice blade, he roared, "Yan Siming, don't be so arrogant! At worst, we will die together. Even if I die, I will take you with me!"

At this time, Han Tianmo also caught up. His face was still ferocious, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. He said, "White Bear King, you can't escape. Get ready to die!"

After saying that, Han Tianmo once again used the "Blood Shadow Technique".

The strange red mist swept towards the White Bear King again, forming a pincer attack with Yan Siming's ice blade attack.

The White Bear King's situation became increasingly difficult under the combined attack of Han Tianmo and Yan Siming.

Yan Siming's ice blades were like locusts flying in the sky, carrying a bone-chilling chill, constantly attacking the White Bear King's spiritual shield.

The strange red mist transformed by Han Tianmo's "Blood Shadow Method" was like a thorn in the flesh, continuously corroding the White Bear King's defenses, trying to break through the defense line and crush his demon soul.

Under the attack of the two, the spiritual shield of the White Bear King gradually dimmed and became shaky.

There were already many wounds on the White Bear King's body, and blood was gushing out, dyeing his hair red.

"This can't go on like this!"

The White Bear King was filled with unwillingness. He knew very well that if he did not fight to the death today, he would die without a burial place.

In the desperate situation, a gleam of determination flashed in the White Bear King's eyes, and he suddenly poured all his demonic power into the top-grade magic weapon "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" in his hand without reservation.

The "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" felt this tremendous power and instantly shone brightly, emitting a heart-pounding scream.

On the hammer, runes flickered and the light flowed like a substance. The surrounding space was distorted by this powerful force.

"Yan Siming, Han Tianmo, both of you shall be buried with me!"

The White Bear King roared at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with madness.

Yan Siming's face changed instantly when he saw that the situation was not good.

Yan Siming was well aware of the power of the self-detonation of a top-grade magic weapon, which was not something they could easily resist.

Without any hesitation, Yan Siming's body was as fast as lightning. He retreated backwards at a high speed in an instant, muttering something in his mouth and quickly making a strange and complicated hand seal with his hands.

Han Tianmo, who was using all his strength to perform the "Blood Shadow Technique", suddenly felt an inexplicable force binding his body, making him unable to move at all.

Han Tianmo was horrified, his eyes widened, and he shouted in horror: "What's going on? Yan Siming, you..."

However, before he could finish his words, that force forcibly pulled Han Tianmo's spiritual power, causing it to surge wildly and uncontrollably, eventually causing a self-explosion.

"boom!"

The "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" in the White Bear King's hand exploded first, and a devastating force spread wildly around with the explosion point as the center.

Immediately afterwards, Han Tianmo also self-exploded under the influence of that mysterious force.

Two loud noises sounded almost at the same time, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.