battle master

Chapter 402 Strong Enemy Reappears!

His eyes shone like frost.

Bitter cold with the taste of endless killing.

"Humph……"

Facing Wu Rushen's lock, Wu Yangyu didn't care at all.

Now, his cultivation base has reached the level of the seventh heaven of the great martial artist level, the real dragon strength, the dragon scale overlord body, [Tianlong Zhenyu Fist], the sun ray realm, the golden soldier talisman...all the conditions are combined, even if the opponent has The hole card, Wu Yangyu also has the confidence to contend head-on with him.

After five days.

Everyone swept away everything here.

This harvest, more or less, made everyone quite satisfied.

"This palace..."

Before leaving, Wu Yangyu looked around Tianque Palace again.

For some reason, he always felt that the treasures in this palace were still missing.

"Ok?"

After searching around carefully, Wu Yangyu's attention was once again placed on the dragon chair in the main hall.

This dragon chair itself is not surprising, in the outside world, it can be regarded as exquisite workmanship at most, but its value is not high, but looking at this dragon chair, Wu Yangyu has a strange feeling.

Because this dragon chair always gives him a sense of incongruity.

"what happened?"

Subconsciously stroking his chin, Wu Yangyu began to stop and watch.

Soon, Wu Yangyu discovered something was wrong.

In this dragon chair, among all the carvings of dragon patterns, one of the five-clawed golden dragons is very different. There is actually a gray spar in the middle of the eyebrows of the other party.

The spar is about the size of a fist, and from a distance, it looks like a three-eyed golden dragon.

"Three-eyed golden dragon?"

While frowning slightly, Wu Yangyu seemed to have never heard of a dragon with three eyes. Moreover, the eyes were gray but vivid, giving people a strong... sense of wretchedness.

A spar, will there be a sense of obscenity?

Although Wu Yangyu smiled wryly at his own feelings, he was sure that his feelings were not wrong.

"Shh..."

Subconsciously, the palm of the hand moved slightly, and it was already reaching for the spar.

In the body, the real dragon energy was running, and the spar was removed without any pressure.

"Um?!"

Looking at the gray spar for a moment, Wu Yangyu felt a little familiar, as if he had seen this spar somewhere before.

"I have never seen this spar before, but where does this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?"

Rubbing his head with some headaches, Wu Yangyu's brows were also furrowed tighter.

"and many more!"

Finally, when Wu Yangyu frantically searched his memory, something flashed in his heart.

I was in the Eight Desolation Forbidden Lands, and the various fragments I collected seemed to piece together a mountain-shaped ugly object, and the mountain-shaped ugly object was not complete, and there was a gap the size of a fist at the top.

"This gap and the spar in front of me seem to be... about the same size."

Finally, Wu Yangyu had an answer to this inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Although he didn't know what this ugly thing in the shape of a mountain was, Wu Yangyu still didn't plan to try the gray spar in his hand in Tianque Palace.

At the same time, many people were also paying attention to Wu Yangyu's movements, but not many people cared about the spar he got.

After all, this thing looks very ordinary...

"How's the harvest?"

Under the main hall, Wu Baihu and the others were already asking eagerly there.

"I only got one dagger..."

Wu Xuanshuang raised his hand and smiled wryly.

"I haven't gained much..."

Wu Ji Mie also had a wry smile on his face.

These two have also entered the forbidden area. Although it is the lowest one among the thirteen forbidden areas, their strength has improved again at this moment, and they have reached the level of the eighth level of the great martial artist. In the entire Wu family, they are definitely considered to be the absolute strong of the younger generation.

While the two were talking, both eyes looked at Wu Yangyu in unison. In the palace that day, Wu Yangyu's harvest was simply outrageous. Even with the concentration of Wu Jimi and Wu Xuanshuang, he was jealous very.

"Hey...my harvest is not bad."

Wu Yangyu chuckled, and didn't hide it privately. She selected a few precious things from the harvest and distributed them to everyone.

"Thank you..."

Long Yi was very excited when he got a pair of iron-colored colorful gloves.

This glove seems to be a bit old, but the aura contained on it is amazing, especially after Long Yi puts this glove on, a majestic force emanates from his body in an instant, compared to the original, at least It must have increased by [-] to [-]%.

As for other people, they also had their own gains.

"Thank you..."

Looking at Wu Yangyu, Wu Baihu and the others were also very grateful.

Being able to take all kinds of treasures at will, the sheer courage is enough to make them feel grateful.

"That's not necessary, we are all descendants of the Wu family after all, and it's good to help each other..."

Looking at Wu Yangyu, who was distributing treasures, a group of people not far away were also extremely jealous. These people were also descendants of the Wu family, but they were led by Wu Rushen.

Especially after noticing the incomparably generous shot, some people subconsciously looked at Wu Rushen, obviously, also expecting Wu Rushen to share some benefits.

No matter what.

Wu Rushen didn't gain much this time, especially the starry sky light curtain of Tianque Palace, which contains the power of curse and rebound power. His physical defense power is not as abnormal as Wu Yangyu's. Not easy.

Therefore, after being stared at by everyone, Wu Rushen felt aggrieved.

He didn't have such strong capital as Wu Yangyu, how could he distribute the treasures, so he could only glance over his head and act like he didn't see it, but he already hated Wu Yangyu to death in his heart.

In his capacity, he was actually compared by Wu Yangyu, how reconciled he was.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

While everyone was communicating with each other, suddenly, a gloomy laughter pierced the sky.

"Shhhhh..."

Under such an abrupt voice, in an instant, everyone's eyes also looked towards this direction, especially Wu Yangyu and Jun Yaohuang, their brows were furrowed, and their expressions were a little abnormal.

The two of them both possessed the aura of dragon power, so they could naturally feel that a strange aura of dragon power was permeating around here...

"Shh!"

The eerie laughter fell, and in an instant, above the void, a pitch-black claw mark had already dropped heavily from the sky, grabbing towards one of them.

In front of the claw marks, there was clearly a black claw shadow exuding evil intentions. It was so fast that there was no chance for anyone to react.

"Thorn..."

"what……!"

The shattering sound like cloth was accompanied by a rain of blood, and the body of the person who was attacked was directly turned into pieces of flesh.

Everything came too fast and the methods were too cruel.

As a result, as the screams spread, everyone's faces changed violently, and the mighty power on their bodies quickly radiated:

"Who! Get out!"

It's no wonder everyone was so shocked.

Although the person who was beheaded was not considered the strongest person, he was also a strong person of the seventh level of the great martial artist. Such a person was unable to resist the instant time of the claw shadow and was directly torn apart. This kind of strength is enough to make people Startled.

and.

All the ancient clans and forces are also fighting with each other, and beheading is not a big deal. After all, everyone is in this Junyan treasure, and killing is inevitable, but such a direct way of attack is absolutely impossible. , this is clearly not afraid of offending people!

"This voice..."

Tasting the sound, Wu Yangyu's face became more serious.

The voice gave him a faint sense of familiarity, and a person appeared in his mind.

Thousand-faced ape demon!

This voice was the Thousand Faced Ape Demon back then, or it could be called the Flood Dragon King now!
The opponent was the No.1 of the Fengyue Demon Sect back then, and was unparalleled in strength. Wu Yangyu also had contact with the opponent during the war against the remnants of the Fengyue Demon Sect, and it was very difficult to deal with it.

"Damn, why did this guy appear here?!"

Thinking of the horror of the Dragon King, Wu Yangyu's eyes flashed with anxiety.

At the beginning, in the battle between him and the Flood Dragon King, the opponent's strength was not even one in ten. Even so, if he hadn't been lucky and had the power of the other side flower burst out, so that he could fight head-to-head with the opponent, otherwise, he would definitely fall.

After the Fengyue Demon Sect War ended, although the ancient strongmen said that they had already beheaded the dragon king, they would never know that the dragon king split his soul into two, and one of them was transformed into Thousand-faced ape demon.

Wu Yangyu, who was well aware of the information, naturally judged that the Flood Dragon King had never fallen, but he absolutely did not expect that the other party would be so bold as to appear here even without the knowledge of all the high-level powerhouses of the ancient clan!

"boom……"

Simultaneously.

Amidst the roars of all the disciples, the void suddenly became dark.

Several figures tore apart the shackles of the void and slowly appeared.

The visitors, a total of six or seven people, were immersed in a black awn, and as they appeared, a terrifying evil spirit surged rapidly in the space.

this moment.

The chill was pervasive, and the fluctuations of killing and killing came from time to time.

The leader was covered in a dark cloak, making it impossible to see his true face. However, with his appearance, both Wu Yangyu and Na Jun Yaohuang could clearly feel the power of the evil dragons around them, and they were The frenzied surge even caused their own dragon power to rise continuously, almost rushing out of the body, forming a confrontational posture.

"Isn't this... the soul-detaining evil messenger?"

Looking at one of the figures, Wu Baihu and the others couldn't help but change their expressions.

The opponent is extremely tall, more than three meters long, with intertwined black awns, and his body is wrapped in chains, and his body is full of magic, which is suffocating.

Back then, Wu Baihu and the others had participated in the encirclement and suppression battle against the remnants of the Fengyue Demon Sect. Although they were not qualified to compete with the soul-detaining evil envoy, they definitely knew each other's figure.

"These guys are not dead... Now, trouble!"

Seeing the appearance of this group of people, the faces of everyone have become extremely ugly.

"Trouble... Big!"

Both eyes flickered, Wu Yangyu's heart was already secretly awe-inspiring...

(End of this chapter)