battle master

Chapter 527 Dayan Sect?
"kill!"

suddenly.

A heart-piercing roar roared out.

In the sound waves, wrapped in the supreme killing intent, it began to explode like crazy.

In the distance, in the space tens of miles away, there is a powerful artistic conception erupting, the artistic conception has the taste of storm, obviously, this is a kind of artistic conception of wind.

However, very soon, relying on the insight of the Sun's Eye, Wu Yangyu could clearly see that a young man in a silver battle robe was smashed into a storm by a foreign race with a bronze magic light all over his body. It pierced through the flesh and killed it completely!

The figure of the foreign race emitting the bronze magic light was like a wild beast, with an extraordinary fighting spirit all over his body, and a strong aura of rage and bloodthirsty was exuding.

"Anyone else?"

Such a scene left Wu Yangyu stunned.

This strong man who exudes the artistic conception of wind is very powerful, and he has clearly reached the level of the peak of Wuzong level fifth heaven, and, with the artistic conception of wind, he is even a generation of geniuses.

But this person is definitely not a disciple of God Fighting Sect.

Along the way, Wu Yangyu had already made a general judgment on the disciples who participated in the Wild Ancient Realm. None of the disciples could evolve such an artistic conception of wind. If this is the case, the convenience came from other places.

"It seems that not only God Fighting Sect can enter the Wild Ancient Realm, but other forces or sects can also enter it."

With this idea came up.

Suddenly.

Wu Yangyu began to have a bold judgment on the use of this magic circle.

Now it seems that there are definitely more than one faction or sect here, and the function of the blood-colored light curtain controlled by this magic circle is to seal all the kings, and it is also the ability to restrain everyone from flying through the void.

A group of martial arts who have lost the protection of the king and the ability to fly, facing a group of terrifying beast-like existences, there is no doubt that there is only one ending to kill!
Thinking of this, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but gasped.

"Is it possible that these alien races intend to treat all those who enter the wild ancient land as prey, and then drive them all to death?"

The cost of this magic circle is too great, and it evolved at the cost of the lives of all living beings. If it is really as normal as I guessed, then the danger in it can be imagined.

and.

Such a cruel plan cannot be constructed overnight. I am afraid that the alien race in this wild ancient land has been planning for a long time.

"Roar!"

Just as Wu Yangyu was still in deep thought, suddenly, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty winds filled the surroundings.

The roar spread.

Dozens of alien races facing him had appeared around Wu Yangyu at some point, forming a siege and attacking Wu Yangyu.

"boom!"

Although these alien races fight purely with their physical bodies, each of them is equivalent to a strong man who refines his body, and his speed and strength have reached the extreme.

With a random punch, the space he hit collapsed in an instant.

"die!"

"Roar!"

Wu Yangyu roared, like a raging dragon raging in the sea, the dragon's majestic aura surged all over his body, and there were dark golden dragon patterns flashing all over his body, and huge dragon scales bloomed one after another with a punch.

Such a posture is like being crushed by a huge heavy shield.

"Pumppump!"

In an instant.

All the alien races around were all blown away, and even crushed into minced meat.

but.

From all directions, there are constantly alien races appearing.

Even in terms of strength, they are all as good as Wu Zong level powerhouses.

"Damn!"

Such a scene could not help but ignite the real fire in Wu Yangyu's heart, and the dark golden light burst out all over his body, as if he was a real dragon.

The hands are intertwined, and above the body surface, there is a huge dragon-shaped energy unfolding.

this moment.

[Fighting Spiritual Art] The effect of melee combat began to be highlighted. Wherever he went, all the aliens who came to welcome him were beaten and wailed, their muscles and bones were cracked, their flesh and blood were mutilated, and what's more, they directly The flesh body turned into a blood mist that filled the sky and dissipated.

Between Wu Yangyu's opening and closing, he galloped vertically and horizontally, his figure was like lightning, and he had already operated the [Luminous Moon Flash] to the extreme, and from time to time, there would be more frost and thunder.

Wherever he went, all kinds of alien races completely formed a one-sided posture.

"hiss……"

in vain.

The neighing of the war horse began.

Heavy energy, rolling and moving.

A bronze long dagger was lifted violently, and in an instant, a burst of endless energy was born, which violently shattered the terrifying fist mark Wu Yangyu had punched.

The one who made the move was a foreign race riding a war horse.

This alien race was stronger than the ordinary ones, not only that, Wu Yangyu felt a mysterious and ancient aura permeating the other party's body.

"Not an ordinary alien."

Looking at this person, Wu Yangyu's expression froze slightly, and he suddenly thought of what Fu Hai had said back then.

The other party once mentioned that the real strong man of the alien race can evolve into a totem, and this is the real strong man of the alien race.

Totems, similar to the essence of Wuxiu's true energy, can produce incredible effects and mighty power when gathered and displayed.

"Totem?"

Looking at the foreign race holding the spear, Wu Yangyu's face showed a faint coldness.

"Get out of here!"

instant.

His figure turned into a lightning-like existence, and disappeared into the invisible. He smashed with both fists, and began to contend with the strength of the real dragon and the strength of his body.

In the middle of a shot, with the power of a punch, the sky collapsed, creating a series of immortal Tianhe.

Tianhe hangs upside down, sharp as a knife, and slashes towards the opponent as if in a hurry.

"laugh……"

Such a move seems to be slow, but it actually contains Wu Yangyu's peerless power and the extraordinary power contained in the [Dou Zhan Ling Jue].

The man of the foreign race roared again and again, and powerful textures immediately spread all over his body, and a terrifying figure of a war horse gathered like lightning.

The opponent, as if in the form of this true essence, opened his fangs, his body swelled, and his sharp claws swung fiercely, directly colliding with Wu Yangyu's fist.

"hiss……"

Painful groans spread, and Wu Yangyu's face could not help but twist continuously.

The man who controls the horse is absolutely unable to compete with him in strength, but he is not bad, especially in the collision just now, he has already played a real dragon force, and he has no way to stop the opponent.

"There's no time to waste here with you..."

In the low voice, Wu Yangyu didn't have any hesitation or hesitation. At the moment when his fist collided with the opponent, Wu Yangyu's palm was raised quickly, and tens of thousands of spirit prints bloomed directly.

Directly play a divine power of a seventh-rank formation.

"puff……"

The latter, within that formation, his physical body completely collapsed, and he fell completely with a miserable cry.

"call……"

Slowly letting out a long breath, Wu Yangyu's face did not relax at all.

If his guess is correct, this alien race clearly intends to trap everyone here.

"Now, I don't know where to start moving forward..."

What was originally a task experience in the wild ancient land, now turned into such a situation, which made Wu Yangyu not depressed.

According to the quest scroll, as long as you kill ten aliens, you can barely pass the level.

However, this is just a pass. After all, Wu Yangyu is different from disciples with other identities. He is a secret disciple. Apart from Fu Hai, his status, identity and even the environment are more important. the average.

Then, no matter it was Guijiao or Zhao Chensha, they were all extremely dangerous.

This was not what Wu Yangyu wanted to see.

"I can only take one step at a time..."

While talking helplessly to himself, Wu Yangyu also had a faint wry smile on his face.

Everything is beyond anyone's expectations.

Originally, I thought that this mission of the Zongmen was nothing, but now it seems that it is extremely difficult and dangerous, especially the alien who was riding the horse just now. The powerhouses of the sky are not bad at all. If the people who control the totems are so terrifying, then this time the experience will definitely not leave too many people behind.

but.

Wu Yangyu was not without gains.

After beheading the alien totem, a spar shining with strange light appeared.

It was a transparent spar, but inside the spar, there was a ferocious war horse sealed, and the opponent seemed to have endless unwillingness while neighing to the sky.

"continue……"

While taking the spar away, Wu Yangyu chose to move forward again.

a day later.

In front of a long river, Wu Yangyu stopped in his tracks.

in front of.

A group of more than a dozen figures appeared in it.

Each of these people exuded a mighty arrogance like swallowing mountains and rivers, obviously they were not weak, they should be newcomers from other sects.

And this time.

Everyone's expressions were also dignified, and their eyes were fixed on the long river in front of them, as if they were looking for something.

"boom!"

at last.

As the long river rolled, a large fish with a length of more than ten meters rose into the air from the bottom of the river, and a stream of icy air quickly spewed out from the opponent's mouth.

In an instant.

Those who were relatively weak before the river turned into ice sculptures and completely lost their lives.

"Damn it, shoot, shoot!"

Facing the ice sculptures, many people were stunned, but soon, someone started to roar:
"Go to the bottom of this river with all your strength, there is something incredible there..."

Immediately.

Some of them began to distract the attention of the big fish, and the other part began to burrow into the bottom of the river to search for it. After a short time, someone rushed out from the bottom of the river with a face full of excitement:

"I posted it, I posted it now. I didn't expect that there was a fragment of the frost god tree at the bottom of the river... But because it is too cold, we need to use the most masculine and the strongest gods to bring it out."

"Shenmu Frost? It's such a fetish? Great, this time, our Dayan Sect is well developed!"

Such words immediately ushered in the excitement of others.

"Da Yanzong?"

Facing the surprise of this group of people, Wu Yangyu showed a more surprised expression than them:

"It turned out to be the Frost Sacred Tree... Hehe, what luck!"

(End of this chapter)