Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1803 Suppress yourself, the battle spirit is not bad! (seeking subscription)

A gloomy figure, looks no different from the Nether Child, with the same heroic and vigorous appearance, accompanied by a powerful immortal breath, forming a substantial gilt mist around him.

"Immortal God Mist, the peak of the Middle Realm!"

On the desolate prairie, the king of war Qi Tian whispered, his eyes were sharp, he saw some clues, and he used his spirit to kill and dispatch ghosts as soon as he came up. Generally speaking, this is unrealistic. Spiritual will can interfere with the world. Similarly, Taoism And Fa, the sea-like scorching blood energy can also hurt the spirit. In the scene before him, he has reason to believe that there are some restrictions in this so-called arena of gods and demons. It protects the challenger and he can choose the best way to fight. Fighting in the fields they are good at, but it is extremely unfair to the defenders.

"This arena of gods and demons is probably not as fair as your four clans said. There may be ghosts in it!" Zhan Wang Qitian looked at Jiuqu Pluto, not polite at all.

"War King and Quasi-King, there is no fairness in itself. Ancient relics such as the arena of gods and demons only make the duel relatively fair," Jiuqu Pluto said lightly, "not to mention that my four clans are not hunted, what more do nobles want."

"Waihun, I'm afraid your four clans don't want to, but simply don't have that ability."

Zhan Wang Qitian sneered, and said no more, he believed that Su Qinian could overwhelm all enemies, sweep away all the powers of the same generation, and be number one in the world, not just talk.

At this moment, countless pairs of eyes are staring at the arena of gods and demons in the sky. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Normally, such a duel between strong men is impossible for them to even get close to, let alone watching, but today is different. The arena of gods and demons isolates everything, and it can be regarded as a different kind of protection for the creatures below the supreme. Although the real power changes cannot be glimpsed, it is also a duel at the highest level.

The cultivation base of will at the peak of the Immortal Realm!
The spiritual attainments of the young Holy King of Netherworld amazed many supreme beings. Generally speaking, the top quasi-kings who have not yet attained enlightenment have at most such spiritual cultivation. At the highest level, although the war king of the human race can be compared with the supreme king, he is not without weaknesses. Before enlightenment, the comprehension of Taoism and the practice of spiritual will are still much inferior to the enlightened true king of perfection.

Although the young war king of the Suotian lineage is strong, if it is only a spiritual duel, judging from the spiritual attainments displayed by the Nether Son, there may not be little chance of winning.

On the top of the sacred mountain, in the arena.

The wraith belonging to the son of the underworld steps forward, the dark halberd drags on the glass-like arena, the immortal gilt mist surrounds it, and when the cold soul breath is about to come, Su Qinian's body belongs to him. The fighting spirit stepped out, also dressed in a coarse white robe, carrying a simple red gold saber on his back, standing in front of the fighting body so calmly, the invading ghost soul breath had not yet come, as if he had encountered the most fiery The soldering iron melted into nothingness.

Very strong!

The Son of Netherworld, who has sunk all his thoughts into the soul of the ghost, can feel what kind of amazing and burning immortal will is hidden in the body of that seemingly calm battle soul, and it easily dissolves his soul breath of the ghost, which is faster than expected. If you want to be stronger, you may have already set foot in the Immortal Highland.

That is the spiritual domain of True King Wuque. Although it is unbelievable, isn't there any shortcoming in such a short period of practice?But the Nether Son still didn't show any sign of decline, and he was not an ordinary person. Under the teaching of the emperor, his attainment in spiritual killing was not to say that he was the best in his generation, and he was definitely not afraid of anyone.

boom!
He made a decisive move. Various mysterious runes appeared on the wraith, and countless runes also appeared on the dark halberd soul in his hand. The gilded mist boiled, and then all collapsed, sinking into the black halberd blade.

Woo!
In the arena of gods and demons, there seemed to be a ghostly wind blowing. The son of the ghost took another step forward and appeared in front of Su Qinian. The distance in the void was ignored. He swung the big halberd in his hand, and the dark The halberd blade landed hard on Su Qinian's battle spirit chest.

Su Qinian stood still, letting the black halberd blade cut on his chest, and burst out a terrifying gilt light. At this moment, the eyes of the Son of Nether were blazing, as if two Styx rivers were surging. With the blessing of the fine mystic technique, he briefly broke through that barrier, and this halberd was comparable to the Immortal Highland.

boom!
The next moment, he flew out and fell several kilometers away. He was so shocked that he was stunned. When the halberd fell, it seemed as if he had pierced a god volcano. In an instant, he was overwhelmed by a terrifying will It flew out, too fast, and there was no time to react. Compared with it, the halberd he activated with the mysterious method was like a mantis holding a chariot, facing the vast sea and the sky, it was completely vulnerable.

"Peak of the High Realm!" The Son of Nether had a dignified tone, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath in the body of Wraith. This kind of will cultivation is not only comparable to that of the true king, but even compared with many old kings. Let it be even better.

And because of the isolation of the arena of gods and demons, on the animal husbandry star, except for some elders who are sacred and a group of supreme creatures, no one else can understand. , was blown away, but did not know what kind of power this halberd contained.

But people of all races can see that the Jiuqu Pluto is in a bad mood at the moment, because besides indifference, there is finally a second change on his face. The real kings of the family were all amazed, because the arrangement of the current Hades Emperor was honed in the hands of each Hades King, but it was beyond his expectation to be directly blown away by someone like this.

"This is the real strong man. Even in a field that he is not good at, he is enough to overwhelm his opponent." Zhan Wang Qitian did not miss the opportunity to ridicule Jiuqu Pluto, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seems that that one The bit itself is strong enough, and the four tribes want to start from the flaw, fearing that they will be backlashed.

Jiuqu Pluto's face was livid, and he didn't want to pay attention to him. This obvious gap can be easily distinguished even across the arena of gods and demons.

At this moment on the top of the holy mountain, the son of the Nether took a deep breath. There was no sign of despair on his face, but his eyes became colder and colder. Although his opponent was so powerful that he shuddered, how could he be trained in the spiritual field like an ordinary young man? The overlord is comparable, no one knows what he has experienced for so many years, even the will of the immortal peak cannot make him retreat and bow his head.

But then, he frowned, because he felt that the breath of will in Su Qinian's body became clearer, and it was no longer as unfathomable as before. On his body, one after another illusory golden chains emerged, and then Embedded in the body, it disappeared, and finally, the breath of will was firmly established at the peak of the immortal realm.

"You are underestimating me!" The Nether Son said coldly.

Su Qinian shook his head lightly, and said calmly: "This is an arena. What I want to encounter is an evenly matched opponent. I don't want to fight to the fullest, I just want to sharpen myself. Since you are not strong enough, I can only suppress myself. body, you don’t have to think it’s unfair, I believe you also want to see if you can beat me if you have the same power, I also want to see what kind of background the Emperor of the Underworld taught, if it’s just the level , you can go on your way."

The young Nether King's complexion is very ugly. Although Su Qinian's words are very unpleasant, it is an indisputable fact. It's not that he is not strong enough, but that this one is too different and too strong. It's not a contempt, this person's invincibility is much more magnificent than him.

Without saying anything more, this Son of Nether took a light breath, and temporarily put everything behind him, leaving only the battle spirit in front of him. He really wanted to see if he could win against him in the same situation. This young Suotian Warlord, in fact, is afraid that all the young overlords of the clans want to know.

boom!
He rushed out again, the soul halberd danced, and all kinds of dense runes floated on the body of the soul and the halberd, intertwined and connected, bursting out stronger spiritual power and strengthening the will to kill.

Here, Su Qinian was very straightforward, directly swung a fist, and used the fist mark to shake the cold halberd blade. The quiet fist was simple and unsophisticated, without amazing momentum, even too plain, but it shook the halberd blade vigorously , the ghost of the son of the netherworld shook violently, and the ghost killing that rushed into the immortal highland again was actually resisted again. The power that burst out from that seemingly ordinary fist was beyond imagination. The secret method under it is even more astonishing.

Roar!
His gray hair was soaring, and the seven hair-thin snakes neighed horribly, and within a short distance, there was the sound of a sword like thunder, and gray sharp edges intertwined, slashing at Su Qinian in an instant.

clang!clang!clang!clang!
There were illusory sparks splashing, and Su Qinian's eyes shone brightly: "This is your real killing."

A few feet away, the pupils of the Nether Son condensed slightly, and the Wraith Snake Sword failed to cut through that person's battle spirit, but left seven shallow traces of red gold. You know, his Hades Snake Sword is The ghost snake souls of the seven ghost snakes are condensed by the secret method of the emperor's way. Although they are far from perfect, even if it is the will of a true king, as long as it is cut, it can be easily cut open. The emperor once said that it is not a great achievement. The king probably can't stop it, how could he not be able to break this battle spirit, the battle king's physique is unparalleled, could it be that even the battle spirit is so strong.

"I do not believe!"

He took a deep breath, and formed the ancient soul imprint with both hands, and the wraith dissipated into a dark rain of light, and instantly merged with the soul halberd.

Roar!
A torrential howling sound exuded a vicissitudes of life, the soul halberd twisted, and on the arena of gods and demons, a hell snake that could be thousands of feet long appeared. The gray snake skin had folds like mountains, and the dark The pupils, the gray fangs like swords, look exactly like the legendary Nine Nether Snakes.

Seeing this, Su Qiqing took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth, a vast dragon chant sounded, as if it had traveled through a long time and space, and came to this arena of gods and demons. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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