Wu alchemy body

Chapter 962
"Just because of you group of ants-like fighters, you dare to look down on my gods. These so-called geniuses are not even qualified to carry my shoes." Son of God said arrogantly.

"What an arrogant God Race man, but this talent is indeed superior to many human race geniuses." Sun Yi said secretly on the stairs.

No matter how high or low the gods are, there is no bottleneck in front of the god emperor. They were thrown into the god pool at birth to become emperor with divine power. Regardless of the age of this god son, he has absorbed divine power for 20 years in the god pool. Incomparably strong.

Every inch of his bones and flesh and blood was constructed with divine power.

There is also a division of geniuses in the Protoss, and what divides them is the time in Shenchi.

The longer the time, the stronger the foundation of shaping.

Daoist Emperor Bingyue ignored Shenzi's arrogance, and looked directly at Shenzi with cold eyes: "Even you gods are unwilling to be lonely when this great world comes. Take luck in the world."

Daoist Bingyue didn't do anything to the Son of God, a God Clan member of the God Emperor level could be killed with a wave of his hand.

But there is no need for that. If he is killed here, it will not appear that the strong of the human race are bullying the small.

"Hmph, the ancestors have already said that our god race will completely replace your human race in this prosperous age, let us gods be the vanguard, and see what dazzling performances your human race powerhouses have in this great world. They are a bunch of useless wood, vulnerable to a single blow."

The Son of God raised his feet and said arrogantly.

"Arrogant protoss, let me show you the strength of your human grandpa. He is so small, he doesn't even break his breasts. I will see if I will slap you to death." .

"It's just a fact, you human race are only worthy of being slaves of our god race." Son of God said.

At this time, Emperor Bingyue stopped those human geniuses who were about to riot, and said coldly: "Sons of the gods? It seems that you are not the only one who came to Jiutian."

"Of course, several of my elder brothers have gone to Zitian to challenge the genius of your human race there, but I am weaker and come here to torture you in Chitian." Shenzi raised his head and said.

Among the seven big lands of the human race in the great world, Zitian means the meaning of purple air coming from the east, and it is the most prosperous land of the three races, and the genius strength there is not comparable to that of Chitian.

"Huh, the gods are too arrogant. Have you forgotten how you were defeated in the prehistoric period and ancient times? Do you think there is no one in my human race?"

The Bingyue Daodi, who had always been expressionless, also showed anger, which was related to the honor and disgrace of the race.

Is this the impending catastrophe that the half-honored man said?Since 10 years ago, the Lord God of War battled with the God Clan transcendent strongman, and paid the end of falling and seriously injuring the Transcendent strongman, and then made the God Clan people silent for 10 years.

And only in the past 10 years, the prosperity of the present and the past has just arrived, and the rules of heaven and earth have slowly changed. It is just like the prosperity of the prehistoric period, when it is easiest to become an emperor and become a venerable, but their human race is not ready yet, and the three major races are also not ready.

And the birth of the Son of God is a sign that the Protoss is about to make a big move.

"How about it, there is no need to fight again in this competition for becoming an emperor. You are a good woman, cold enough and beautiful. Why don't you become the maid of the god son to serve the god son." The meaning is undisguised.

When these words came out, all the powerhouses of the race were furious, wishing to slap this son of god to death.

But Bingyue, as a Taoist emperor, has such a strong heart, these few words of teasing are still not in her ears.

"The competition for becoming the emperor continues. If you are capable, you can fight against our human race, and see whether your god race is better or our human race is stronger."

After the words of Emperor Bingyue Dao fell, he flickered to the sky, and continued to preside over the battle for becoming the emperor.

"Then let me destroy the arrogance of human geniuses one by one, and let me trample on them." Son of God said wildly.

He looked at the bell next to him. According to the rules, he had a chance to ring the bell.

"Heavenly prides of the human race, take a look, I'm afraid you can't even bear the bell I'm ringing."

Suddenly, Shenzi's body was full of divine light, just like those in the Duhua Gate, but this divine light was more pure and fragmented, and the ocean of divine power like an ocean turned into a big hand, which slammed into the Taoist clock fiercely. In the meantime, the Taoist bell buzzed and trembled.

"Buzz buzz buzz!" This bell is a treasure of Dao emperor level, without any attack ability, and he can best spread the power of warrior several times perfectly. It was almost the power of Zunhuang's early days roaring away.

"Boom boom boom!" The sea of ​​divine power instantly enveloped the entire jade-colored staircase.

"Puff puff!" The clothes of many geniuses were directly torn and blocked by this shroud. It was as terrifying as being in a tsunami, and there was a danger of overturning at any time. Many people were already rolling on the jade-colored stairs with their heads in their arms.

Daoist Bingyue watched all this with a frown, and didn't make a move. He couldn't even accept the power of a mere god son, so how could he meet the challenge of the gods in the great world.

"Is such a little power too much for you? It really is a lower race." The supernatural power knocked three times with one hand, and slammed into the bell again.

This wave is even more terrifying than just now. Except for the strong ones in the first echelon, they have extremely strong strength themselves, and this mere fluctuation can't help them.

Many strong men in the second echelon were already trembling violently, overflowing with blood, and the geniuses in the third echelon were even more unbearable, and countless figures were directly thrown out.

"Under divine power, my law power is suppressed by [-]%."

At this moment, Sun Yi was terrified. He tried to use the power of the law to resist, but found that the power was weakened out of thin air. The divine power had a suppressive effect, but his physical body was not affected by it, and he stood majestically on the jade-colored stairs.

"This is the power of the gods. It is suppressed by human warriors on the same level. Unless they reach the level of respect and truly understand a way, this kind of suppression will not exist. This race that is descended from the gods is too powerful. I don't know where it came from. I am a big world in nine days."

Jin Shu sighed.

The Protoss initiated two catastrophes in total, and they were the most powerful in the prehistoric period, but they paid a heavy price under the leadership of the Lord Killing Prisoner, and brought the Protoss back to the original sky.

And that time 10 years ago, because of the birth of the Lord God of War, the aggression of the gods was aborted, and the transcendent strong was seriously injured, and it took a lot of time to recuperate.

This race has only two words for the feeling of the Nine Heavens World Race.

powerful!

"It's no wonder the son of God is so arrogant. His divine power can weaken the strength of human warriors by [-]%. Only a genius like Fu Yi can draw with him. I'm afraid there is no hope of winning."

Sun Yi nodded, and it was extremely easy to resist the divine power under his strong body.

"Hey, but this divine power is a great tonic for the old man. If you can kill the son of God and take out his god crystal, it will be of great benefit to the old man's injuries. That's what the Lord of War God did back then, and the old man recovered."

Jin Shu chuckled.

Sun Yi rolled his eyes, implying that he hoped that he would kill the Son of God to heal his wounds, but if possible, he would not mind leaving this arrogant Son of God in Chitian forever.

(End of this chapter)