battle master

Chapter 283 Breakthrough!

"Go all out!"

Yu Hongshan's face was abnormal, and he roared crazy.

The [Kun Yuan Jue] in the body unfolded like crazy, and the whole body was filled with earth-yellow light patterns, and the physical body suddenly expanded.

With every gesture, all of them displayed mountain-like terrifying power, which was no less than an immortal mountain, and quickly blasted all the mutated demon pets away.

"Exercise secret skills! Make a way out!"

Holding a long sword in his hand, Yu Wuji unleashed a rain of swords, smashing all the mutated demon pets into flesh and blood.

"Chichichi..."

The source water of life, the spirit dragon gathering element grass!

These two treasures have already made Yu Hongshan and the others completely jealous.

"Worthy of being a strong man among the ancient clan..."

Feeling the surging power behind him like a torrent, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart.

With the slight movement of the hands.

Two crystal boxes have disappeared into the bronze ancient ring.

Although Wu Yangyu was not timid about his own strength, he couldn't hold back the attacks of so many strong men.

Especially the people behind him, everyone is a great martial artist, with his strength, there is absolutely no such possibility, these people will continue to fight.

"However, although I can't do a frontal confrontation, it may not be impossible to make a secret move!"

While speaking, Wu Yangyu's figure flashed rapidly.

In an instant, a hidden ruined building has been found and hidden.

"That should be the thing to look at."

While speaking, something extra appeared in Wu Yangyu's hand.

This is a simple mask.

The whole body of the mask has a light that looks like jade but not jade. It doesn't seem too eye-catching. It was obtained by Wu Yangyu at the place where Wu Yangyu traded in the family.

At that time, Wu Yangyu also obtained [Speed ​​and Slow Artistic Conception], so he didn't focus on this mask, and it was only by chance that Wu Yangyu discovered the real function of this mask.

Disguise!

The art of disguise is not uncommon, but the effect of disguise brought by this mask is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Once wearing this mask, the body shape, face and even temperament of the whole person will be different. completely changed.

Under such changes, Wu Yangyu found that even the strongest at the level of Wu Zong couldn't find out his true identity.

This mask, Wu Yangyu called it [Fake Mask]!
The reason why he wears the Killing [Mask] is also to be able to act better. After all, in this place, they are all the children of the ancient clan, and the children of the ancient clan who have conflicts with Wu Yangyu are not only the Yu family, but also the Jiang clan, etc. family.

Therefore, after wearing the [Masque], it would be extremely convenient for Wu Yangyu to act.

"Om..."

Mask wearing.

Suddenly, everything about Wu Yangyu began to change.

The original handsome face seemed to swell, not only that, but the thin body also became abnormally strong at this time, and the whole person changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

Now, the exposed posture is clearly the appearance of a strong young man.

With a burly physique, strong arms, a rough face, and eyes opening and closing, it gave off an arrogant and wild aura.

"Hehehe...not bad."

Looking at the changes in himself after the change, Wu Yangyu showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

"With the strength of everyone in the Yu family, it may take half a day to compete against these mutated demon pets!"

While thinking, Wu Yangyu set his goal on the gain this time.

Now, he has the Dragon Blood Bodhi and Linglong Juyuan Grass in his hands. Of the two, the former has an unimaginable nourishing power for the blood energy, and the latter has an unimaginable tempering benefit for the physical body.

Therefore, Wu Yangyu planned to rely on this time to improve his strength again.

"Boom bang bang..."

Accompanied by the appearance of the Dragon Blood Bodhi, Wu Yangyu's blood in his body seemed to sense something, and he couldn't help making a sound like a drum beating.

Wisps of blood energy quickly overflowed from the body of the Dragon Blood Bodhi and entered into the body.

"Crack!"

Subconsciously, Wu Yangyu stuffed it into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the moment the tooth met the dragon-marked blood bodhi, a piercing sound came out quickly.

The hardness of this object's surface simply exceeded Wu Yangyu's expectations, but the moment the surface left, a wave of blood engulfed in scorching aura crazily wandered around and exploded within the body.

"What a powerful blood!"

Wu Yangyu's eyes were forced to stare wide open. In his body, it seemed that a blood dragon had awakened. The surging blood energy was circulating incomparably violently in these limbs and skeletons at a terrifying and astonishing speed.

"Cool!"

Time, only a moment passed, and Wu Yangyu finally woke up from the shock.

The joyful feeling of recovering from the berserk made him uncontrollably burst into ecstasy.

In his body, he could clearly feel that his strength had increased by one point, and that kind of refreshing feeling also lifted Wu Yangyu's spirit.

"Come again!"

Another dragon pattern blood bodhi was stuffed into his mouth, and with the surge of blood energy, Wu Yangyu could clearly feel that his blood energy was being tempered crazily.

In just a short time, he was already full of blood.

Time passes slowly.

"laugh……"

Finally, after Wu Yangyu swallowed more than 20 pieces, his blood energy had begun to become full to the extreme.

The figure flickered, the lines of light spread out on the body, and every movement of his hands and feet, there was a terrifying mountain of blood surging.

but.

There is still a lot of gap from breaking through to the eighth heaven of martial artist level.

"My own blood energy has reached a shackle, it has reached its limit."

The binoculars move slightly.

Wu Yangyu had a look of helplessness on his face.

Before that, he underestimated the power of the Dragon Blood Bodhi, and also underestimated his own shackles. He originally thought that with the Dragon Blood Bodhi, he could break through his current limitations and become a martial artist.

"Fortunately, this time I got the Spirit Dragon Gathering Grass!"

Thinking of the treasure he had just obtained, Wu Yangyu's spirit paused again.

"Roar!"

The Linglong Juyuancao had just appeared, and indistinctly, a desolate dragon chant slowly spread from here.

It is even more visible that many dragon patterns are gathering here. Following the dragon's chant, the Spirit Dragon Gathering Grass has been slowly swaying, and it seems that the dragon is waking up.

There are indeed many rumors about this thing.

As it happens, in Wu Yangyu's memory, there are many detailed records about Linglong Juyuancao.

"This kind of spiritual accumulation, combined with my Dragon Blood Bodhi, will complement each other, and the effect will be multiplied. At that time, it will not be difficult to reach the eighth level of martial arts!"

Thinking.

Wu Yangyu's attention was also placed on one of the leaves.

At the core, a teardrop-shaped liquid drop is slowly rolling on it.

While savoring carefully, wisps of fragrance are permeating from the droplet.

This droplet is also the essence of Linglong Juyuancao.

According to the information Wu Yangyu has learned, there is indeed a faint dragon's breath inside the droplet. Although it is very faint, the most precious thing about the Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass is that it can be recycled continuously.

And this is why everyone in the Yu family is trying their best to fight for it.

The aura that can cyclically refine the breath of the dragon shows how amazing its precious value is!

"Om..."

Fingers move.

As the inner strength slowly gathered, an invisible force quickly picked off the drop of liquid.

"Shh..."

Following the entrance of the liquid bead, Wu Yangyu soon felt that within his body, there seemed to be a quiet spring water slowly blending into the depths of his body, and even more so in this clear flow, Wu Yangyu clearly felt that within his body The traces of violent aura that formed after taking the dragon vein blood bodhi slowly melted away like the spring sun melting snow.

Just for a moment.

Wu Yangyu felt that the shackles in his body began to loosen obviously.

Not only that, vaguely, Wu Yangyu could clearly feel that after the liquid drop melted into his body, a faint wisp of wonderful power began to be produced in himself.

This ray of mighty power is violent and filled with a terrifying power.

"Pong!"

Suddenly both eyes opened.

Fist marks were gathered in the palm of the hand, and the punch was blasted out quickly.

"Om..."

With the sound of breaking through the air, it swept away.

Within this void, a twisted fist mark exploded in the midair, making it even more visible. In this twisted mark, a faint trace of a dragon can be vaguely seen.

Within this trace, vast and tyrannical, shocking ten directions
"It really gave birth to a breath of dragon?"

Seeing the looming distortion marks and fist marks, Wu Yangyu's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Furthermore, the shackles of the Martial Artist-level Eighth Heavenly Layer in my body have also loosened a bit!"

While speaking, Wu Yangyu looked at the Spirit Dragon Juyuancao again.

Just for a moment.

On top of this, the droplets that had already been a little bit gathered together again.

"continue!"

Looking at these drops of liquid, Wu Yangyu's face was already full of anticipation.

In this Spirit Dragon Gathering Grass, a part of liquid beads has accumulated, which is enough for him to completely impact to a new level, and, for this dragon's breath, he is quite looking forward to it...

After half a day.

Finally, a thunder-like roar exploded viciously in the ruins.

"boom!"

the same moment.

On Wu Yangyu's body surface, golden crystals surged crazily.

The whole person, his physique is like a golden mountain, and the mighty divine power sweeps across the ten directions.

"Is this what it feels like to be a martial artist at the eighth level?"

Wu Yangyu opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and the whole body exuded a heavy sense of oppression from Senwei.

In the middle of the hand, he punched out directly.

This punch looked ordinary and simple, but there were bursts of unimaginable blasting sounds in the air.

Vaguely, within this fist mark, there is a faint dragon-shaped mighty force intertwined in it, even making the whole space shake for a while...

(End of this chapter)