Devouring the Stars: Bolan's Life Simulator

Chapter 99

"It's even more powerful than the Qu Mu we met on the first floor. It's going to be really tricky this time around." Bo Lan commented as he looked at the Holy Lord of the Wugou clan.

Afterwards, Bolan's eyes turned golden, his horns were revealed, the dragon scale lines on his skin continued to solidify, and the Liuyun Armor was accelerated to the extreme that it could achieve at the moment.

During the confrontation between the two, Bo Lan's aura seemed to be very close to that of the Holy Lord.

"Change in form? It's interesting, I can do it too." The Holy Master took off his mask and his aura began to improve.

At the same time, the breath of the abyss also appeared, and the four dark wings slowly unfolded behind the Holy Lord.

Bolan unfolded the Yushui Realm and instantly came to the Holy Lord whose form was still changing: "The waning moon eclipses the sky."

The waning moon enveloped the Holy Lord and blasted him away.

"Snow falls in the starry sky." Bo Lan followed closely, and a huge ice meteorite fell from the sky and hit the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord was carried downwards by the ice stone, and below was the King's Battlefield.

As long as you fall into it, you will be affected by the two feudal kings and die in an instant.

"That's enough!" The ice and stone meteorite that pressed down on the Holy Lord suddenly decelerated, and then dense cracks appeared. Finally, there was a loud bang and it completely shattered and exploded.

The Holy Lord burned his divine body and looked at Bolan full of resentment: "You don't have martial ethics!"

Under Bolan's sudden attack, the Holy Lord's divine body was directly cut off by 10% before the battle officially started.

"What martial virtues am I going to tell you about?" Bolan sneered coldly, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

After revealing the true form of the abyss, the Holy Lord's strength increased to another level, and he was already infinitely close to becoming a feudal lord.

Moreover, the four wings growing out of the Holy Lord's back made him extremely fast, and even under the suppression of Yu Shui Realm, he was vaguely faster than Bo Lan.

At this time, both of them had reached their strongest state, and without saying much, they each used their strongest secret techniques to fight.

The ice flowers growing in the void were avoided by the Holy Lord, and the four jet-black wings fanned out streams of wind. In conjunction with the time-deceleration areas that kept appearing, Bolan was actually suppressed.

"No, there is no chance of winning if this continues." Bo Lan struck the Holy Lord's four wings with his sword, blasting the opponent away, but it was difficult to leave a trace.

"If I use the Heart of Sand, I should be able to suppress him, but the problem is that after the four jet-black wings are fully deployed. The coverage and protection range are huge, and at the same time it is extremely hard, and I can't break through the defense at all."

Bo Lan only had a slight advantage before the Holy Lord's four dark wings spread out. After that, it will be difficult to attack the opponent's body, and it will be impossible to hurt the opponent.

Moreover, the Holy Lord can burn the divine body, but Bolan cannot.

Even if you use the Heart of Sand to suppress the opponent's actions, it will still be difficult to break through the defense.

"We can only give it a try." Bo Lan took out a bottle of the blood of the beast god from the space ring, and the crystal clear bottle exuded a brilliant bright red.

Bolan pulled off the cap of the bottle, drew a blood mark directly between his eyebrows, and poured a drop of the blood of the beast god down.

This is the closest location to the golden bone.

"Haha, you know there is no hope, so you start to harm yourself?" The Holy Master mocked, but his movements did not pause at all.

After being attacked by Bolan, the Holy Lord vowed not to give the other party a chance.

Bolan watched the Holy Lord rush towards him, but for a moment he was unable to resist. The blood of the Beast God dripped on his forehead, and intense pain pierced directly from his forehead into his brain.

For a moment, Bolan was almost paralyzed by pain.

The Holy Lord's attack fell, and a dark tornado swallowed Bolan directly. Feng Lan kept tearing and cutting Bolan.

Even though he was protected by Liuyun Armor, Bolan's body still had blood marks.

"Die! Die!" The Holy Lord kept flapping his black wings, and the black tornado continued to grow, and the tearing and cutting power in it became more and more terrifying.

Inside the dark tornado.

The blood of the beast god that seeped into Bolan's eyebrows began to be drawn and absorbed by the golden bones in his mind just as Bolan expected.

Then, just like before, golden liquid began to flow out of the golden bones and continued to merge into Bolan's body. Bolan's eyes became more and more golden, and the scale pattern began to gradually reveal real scales.

Powerful power filled Bolan's body.

"More!" Bolan continued to sprinkle the blood of the Beast God on his eyebrows, taking out bottle after bottle until the wound could no longer absorb the Blood of the Beast God.

The intense pain caused Bolan to twitch continuously.

Fortunately, the duration of this pain was extremely short-lived. The blood of the beast god was quickly absorbed by the golden bones, and the pain disappeared, followed by more golden liquid.

Under the infusion of golden liquid, the blood and bones in Bolan's body were dyed with a hint of gold.

At the same time, the whole body was continuously covered with scales, a pair of golden wings spread out behind Bolan, and a thick dragon tail extended from the spine.

Wait until the changes are fully formed.

At a glance, Bolan looked like a humanoid tyrannosaurus wearing silver armor.

"My whole body is full of power." Bolan looked at his hands, which contained indescribable power.

At this time, Boland couldn't judge how powerful he was.

"Disperse!" Bolan waved his right hand.

What followed was the terrifying wind pressure generated by the wave of his right hand, as if the pressure that distorted everything tore a hole in the dark tornado fanned out by the Holy Lord.

Then starting from that opening, the space was distorted, and the black tornado began to clutter, and in the next moment, the black tornado was completely dispersed.

It's like fanning out a candle.

"How is it possible? How could my most powerful secret technique be used?!" The Holy Lord had already seen the balance of victory tipping towards him, but he did not expect that such a change would suddenly occur.

While he was still in self-doubt, Bolan took action directly.

With the combination of power and space laws, Bolan crushed the space with one foot and came to the Holy Lord in an instant.

A simple slash from the sword severed the Holy Master's head.

The Holy Master finally reacted and quickly covered his body with jet black wings: "It's useless! You have tried so many times, but you can't break my defense at all."

"Really?" Bo Lan slashed down with his sword.

"Tear!"

The sound of flesh and blood tearing was heard. Bolan's sword easily penetrated the Holy Lord's wings, and then slashed to the end with all his strength.

Directly cut off the Holy Lord's left wing in half.

"Ah!!!" Severe pain came, and the Holy Master waved the other wing and flew away instantly.

"Impossible! This is impossible!! You're actually doing this!!!" The Holy Lord couldn't accept that the dark wings he was so proud of were cut off.

"Oh, then I have something even more impossible to show you." Bolan raised the Star Snow Sword and slashed it at the Holy Lord again.

"Eclipse of Moon"

A crescent-shaped dark red slash that tore apart the heaven and earth was struck instantly, faster than the reaction speed of the Holy Master.

When the Holy Master tried to block it with his remaining wing, the slash had already passed through his body, completely splitting him in two.

"Immortal is hard to kill." Bolan looked at the Holy Master's body that was split into two halves and was still being repaired, and swung his sword several times again.

The Holy Master watched helplessly as the slashes passed through his body, and eventually his consciousness and body disappeared together.

"It's over." Bolan turned to look at the King-level battlefield on Linglong's side, and the winner had already been decided.

(End of this chapter)