Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1813 Disappeared battle blood, pure Yang breath! (seeking subscription)

On the vast land, Su Qinian walked with his hands behind his back, his mind was peaceful and quiet, yet scorching and fiery.

He lost a game, to a boy from the stone clan who listened to the Taoism before the ninth Buddha. He had reason to suspect that the Buddha clan had placed extraordinary ideas on this diamond, but these had nothing to do with him. No matter what kind of calculations and plans, they can't change the outcome of the First World War just now. The accumulation of nine epochs, this kind of fortune, is probably rare in ancient and modern times.

Although after leaving the arena of gods and demons, this boy from the Stone Clan has too many flaws, so he can easily be overwhelmed, but if he wants to break his vajra body and kill him, Su Qinian reckons that even the emperor will find it difficult to do so.

Now, he has been deprived of the fighting blood of the human race, and his fighting power has been greatly reduced. Just now, the stone clan boy asked, do you want to continue fighting?He responded, do you know why the awakening of my human race is battle blood?In fact, this sentence is not only for the Stone Clan boy, but also for himself.

Why did the human race wake up with battle blood?

On the planet Muling, the gazes of countless strong men from all races followed the young figure in a coarse white robe. The young Suotian War King walked in the vast land, among the ancient wood wolf forest, with a calm and restrained demeanor. , the footsteps are calm and steady, every step is a hundred miles away, the ground shrinks into an inch, and the black hair is light, and the ethereal demeanor falls in the eyes of a group of immortal powerhouses, as if they are more immortal than them. The air is thicker.

The fifth sacred mountain.

When Su Qinian climbed to the top of the mountain, what he saw were two slender figures standing side by side. They were two young men dressed in ancient robes with half of their bluish-black shoulders exposed. They looked the same. It's just that his complexion is gray and lifeless, and there is a strong decaying atmosphere, as if buried for endless years.

Corpse!

They seem to be siblings of the same mother, but the strong decayed atmosphere and strange clothes do not seem to be creatures of the current world. The so-called current world refers to the third era of the vast starry sky. At least from the last era.

These are two young quasi-kings of the corpse clan, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows: "You two, do you want to go up together?"

"The arena of gods and demons is allowed, but we have to cut off [-]% of my cultivation." A sneer sneered stiffly at the corner of the mouth of a corpse youth, and even his tone seemed extremely stiff, "I have been deprived of the blood of the human race." , you can still be so calm, it is doomed for my two brothers to send you on the road today, we choose to compete in physical fitness!"

The young quasi-king of the corpse tribe, his tone was dry and slightly hoarse, and the decayed aura was like an undercurrent, permeating the top of this sacred mountain, dimming the golden Shenxi lingering on the top of the mountain. There are two strands, blending seamlessly and forming a seamless body, rushing towards Su Qinian silently.

At the same time, the familiar invisible mighty force swept across, and his battle spirit and immortal will fell silent again after the original battle blood.

Su Qinian at this moment is equivalent to being deprived of all his energy and spirit, leaving only the pure Zhanwang physique. This should be the most difficult moment he has encountered after he was promoted to Zhanwang. There is only an empty shell left, and he only has the memory of the physical body, and his spirit does not exist.

Compared to him, the two young quasi-kings of the corpse tribe, although nearly half of their blood was deprived of their vitality, still maintained the power of quasi-kings after all. Two decayed and cold slender figures walked towards Su Qinian. Come.

"Do you feel your weakness? You will die in extreme pain, don't worry, we won't let you have a chance to speak." Another young man from the Corpse Race spoke, his pale pupil-less pupils were gloomy and cold, "Get ready to accept your verdict."

"Originally, I thought that this wrestling was about the real young strongmen of the four clans. I didn't expect that there were monsters like you, relying on your innate physique. It's useless for the two of you to break through the realm and be the king. The word strong is used in You are a disgrace." Su Qinian's tone was cold, compared to the four sons of the Netherworld, the two young quasi-kings of the Corpse Clan didn't even have the slightest intention to hide it. Compared with the four, there is no doubt that there is a world of difference, which makes him very disappointed.

"The doomed loser, don't you know that the history of the supreme battle has always been inscribed by the strong."

The moment the voice of a young corpse clan fell, the two quasi-kings of the corpse clan moved almost at the same time, and the gray-black mysterious corpse mist rushed from the two of them, intertwined and concluded, covering thousands of miles of void, and killing Su Qinian. also enveloped.

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The originally crystal-clear mountain top seemed to be corroded, and bursts of blue smoke rose up. Su Qinian's body was glowing with red gold, and the Zhanwang body resisted the rotting corpse mist, but Su Qinian Nian also felt a little uncomfortable. The corpse mist seemed to have a powerful corrosive power for vitality. Compared with this, the unparalleled vitality contained in his Zhanwang body seemed to be the best for this corpse mist. Firewood.

"Shameless!" Qi Tian, ​​the king of war, shouted coldly on the barren prairie.

"The arena of gods and demons has its own calculations. Didn't your excellency see that the corpse mist on the two corpse clan members has obviously weakened by nearly half, that is to say, their energy and blood cultivation has been suppressed by nearly half." Nine Qu Pluto said indifferently, his tone was unprecedentedly calm at this moment.

The King of War, Qi Tian, ​​was silent when he heard the words. His eyes were like swords in the sky, and he was staring at the changes in the arena of gods and demons. The fog of corpses enveloped the land for thousands of miles. In an alternative way, a party Wang Yu was established, but to Zhan Wang Qitian's surprise, Su Qinian did not immediately hook Zhan Wang Yu.

This is very unusual and unreasonable. The two joined hands, and the young Suotian War King should not be polite. In this way, there may be a possibility.

As strong as the war king Qitian, his pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly at this moment, because he had already seen the sparks that were constantly flashing in the fog of thousands of miles of corpses, which were extremely dazzling. At a glance, he saw Su Qinian, standing on the spot, a pair of fists made of iron like a king of red gold, constantly hitting the void, blocking the two blue-gray fists, blood gurgling, and green air lingering.

Compared with Su Qinian's posture like a pinning needle, the two young quasi-kings of the corpse clan kept flashing in the field of corpse mist like teleportation. The arena of gods and demons also disgusts the souls of all races. It is a kind of decadent charm that is opposed to vitality.

The blood of the human race disappeared!
The expression of the war king Qitian changed suddenly. In a glimpse, the young Suotian war king was clearly fighting against the two quasi-kings of the corpse clan with his pure war king body. In between, they intercepted the fists of the two, but the two young quasi-kings of the corpse race became more and more fierce in their attacks, and the blood of the corpses became more and more turbulent. Zhan Wang Qitian could tell with a few glances, although Su Qinian did not move a single step. , but the foot has already moved a few feet, which was continuously shaken by two cold fists from the corpse clan.

It turns out that the defeat just now was not without a price. Many powerful men above the sacred level of various clans can also see that the young Suotian War King may have been deprived of all his energy and energy. The king's body lacks the support of blood and energy, and how much the power of the physical body can be activated, I am afraid that even the supreme energy cannot be activated.

More importantly, a body without the support of blood is like a rootless duckweed. Even the body of the king of war probably won't last long, let alone the two quasi-kings of the corpse clan. Great suppression, which can be seen from the dimming of the red gold luster on the body of the Suotian War King.

This is doomed to lose again, and even, in the next two gladiatorial fights, there will be no more than half a chance of winning.

On the Muling Star, many strong men from various races looked at each other. The reversal in the arena of gods and demons came too fast. Just after the first battle, all the victories were established. A human race king who lost his vitality , How can it withstand the strife of the two quasi-kings of the corpse clan? Even though it has shown amazing control over power, it is still supporting it now, but it is only the length of time after all.

Some people from other races can't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment. The strength of the young Suotian Warlord is hopeless, but as long as he can be buried, it will undoubtedly be smashed in advance for the races. The future may hang high above the heads of the races Tiandao.

On the top of the sacred mountain, in the alternative corpse king domain formed by two corpse clan youths.

Seeing Su Qinian's eyes gradually closing, the sneer on the corners of the mouths of the two corpse youths became more and more intense, but their minds were extremely calm, and they did not relax at all. They could resist so many moves from the two of them with only the physique of the King of War. , this person's mastery of power is far beyond their imagination, even those senior corpse kings who ignited the light of alternative life in the clan seem to be inferior.

At this moment, Su Qinian has sunk all his mind into Xuanhuangdao's heart.

The deprivation of energy and spirit, the only thing he can sense is the Xuanhuang Dao Heart, which is not perfect, still trying to resonate with his War King Body, controlling the strength in the flesh and blood, never At that moment, he put aside everything else and focused on feeling his body. Every meridian, every trace of flesh and blood, every war bone, and even every pore was unprecedentedly clear. Every detail is revealed.

At this moment, the Wangyu filled with corpse fog was like a gray prison. He seemed to have returned to the day when he first went to Wudang Mountain. The gray fog was like ice and the bone-piercing cold.

He remembered the day when he held the life-saving knife for the first time, the light of the knife that split the darkness, and the light that broke through everything without restraint.

He even remembers the transformation and rebirth of the reborn soul after the calamity of the heavens. He still remembers why he created the law in the third era of modern times, and the inexhaustible flame of war that ignited the remnant soul in the dark abyss.

There was never a moment when his perception of the physical body was so clear. Suddenly, in the fog of gray corpses, two youths from the corpse tribe raised their eyebrows. Because Su Qinian spoke, there was a loud chanting sound. I don't know why, but they The two felt an unprecedented uneasiness.

Immediately afterwards, a faint, pure and positive aura, as flawless as golden jade and glass, emerged from Su Qinian's body. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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