battle master

Chapter 652 Emperor Might!

breath.

Long, ancient, powerful!
At this time, the seven blood shadows have clearly undergone a transformation. After absorbing the power of the blood prison realm, the tyrannical power exuded from their bodies is terrifying and extraordinary.

And among the seven blood shadows, that sudden blood light was also evolving crazily, and then, a blood shadow with a longbow on its back reappeared.

This blood shadow is clearly the blood shadow of the way of bow and arrow that was torn into pieces by Wu Yangyu just now.

"You're paralyzed...you're shameless!"

God knows how deceitful this world of blood prison is, he just wants to obtain the [Blood Prison] technique, but now, along the way, he has suffered an inhuman test, and this test, Obviously unfair!

Wu Yangyu roared loudly, and the blood energy in his body shot up into the sky, almost forming a blood-colored beam of light, piercing through the sky, directly tearing out a black hole in the sky above the blood prison.

At this time, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and the crazy and ferocious impulse in his heart began to become more and more intense.

Under this strong impulse, he needs to vent, and now, the only way to vent is the seven statues in front of him, no, it should be the eight blood shadows.

"boom!"

The blood shadow of the fist, with a dignified face, just like a real person, stepped into the storm, the blood light all over his body was like a big sun, as he moved in the air, he punched out a sea of ​​fist shadows.

"Chong!"

The bloody shadow of the sword dao, staring vertically and horizontally, the blood-colored saber in his hand continued to grow and condense, and he slashed down with one knife, cutting off one side's shackles, and forcibly exuded a terrifying killing intent towards Wu Yangyu.

"Om..."

There is also a blood shadow, the opponent is holding a string of rosary beads. Behind him, a huge phantom of the Buddha evolves, also holding the rosary beads, and as the rosary beads rotate, with a click sound, a thousand-meter-long collapse has appeared in the space.

This guy is clearly a Buddha who practiced asceticism.

"die!"

If it was in the past, Wu Yangyu would definitely not be able to touch his sharp edge, but now, under the influence of the ferocity and madness in his heart, he has long since lost his mind. In his eyes, scarlet shot, his left hand turned into a fist, and his right hand held a gun. He never showed any weakness out to fight.

"Roar!"

Dragon chant raged.

In the left hand, the fist shadow shot out, and [Tianlong Zhenyu Fist] directly evolved seven fist marks, intertwined in the fist shadow, wrapped in the power to destroy the world, boiling in it.

"Chong!"

Behind, the ten mouths of caves slowly rotated, exuding ancient and sacred fluctuations, the 'Daoyu of the Spear' began to be displayed at the peak level, and the gods behind were also like the phantom of the Buddha, fighting with guns!

war!war!war!
In just a brief fight, Wu Yangyu was already covered in blood. Blood was flowing on his arms, chest, and even all over his body. However, his aura began to become longer and longer, and his eyes were scarlet. It is like two scorching torches, shining forward.

The power of the stars evolves into a big star, and in the fall, the powerful and terrifying force, the bombarded earth is boiling.

The 'Domain of the Gun' seems to be in control of everything, every time you swing the gun, it can clearly smash the shackles of time and space.

There are also fist shadows, formations, runes... everything is evolving at a terrifying speed.

The current Wu Yangyu didn't realize at all that the strength he displayed now has surpassed by far too much before, and this strength is still rising and improving.

hum...

in vivo.

The blood flow evolved from the blood spar began to gradually pour into every inch of flesh and blood in Wu Yangyu's body, and even at the end, it had begun to gradually and completely merge with Wu Yangyu's physical body.

"Chong!"

War knives and war guns intertwined with each other, and amidst the heavy bombardment, a huge energy storm was set off, tearing apart in this space like a river and a sea.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wu Yangyu's heart suddenly tightened.

there.

The Buddha holding the rosary silently turned the rosary in his hand.

Each of the rosary beads was the size of a longan, emitting a multi-colored light, and as they turned around, they made crisp and clear sounds from time to time. Such sounds seemed inconspicuous, but they echoed in Wu Yangyu's ears like thunder.

Even with the opponent's rotation, Wu Yangyu's soul, blood, strength, and even everything were being changed.

Just now, it was precisely because of the influence of the rosary that Wu Yangyu was so embarrassed, and was directly sent flying by the blood shadow of Dao of the Sword.

and.

Even if Wu Yangyu blocked his hearing, everything would still be transmitted to the bottom of his heart, and even the sound of the rosary beads turning was constantly improving.

"Nima!"

Wu Yangyu kept cursing, and his face was so ugly. Now, the strength of these guys has skyrocketed, and he can't shake any of them.

Another example is the blood shadow of the way of bow and arrow, which originally belonged to the weakest one, but now, as long as Wu Yangyu gets close to the opponent, this girl will activate the long bow, and shoot out thousands of arrow shadows at a high speed.

This speed has soared ten times compared to just now.

In such a situation, how can people play happily:
"If you don't want people to get the [Blood Prison], let's just say it. Under such a test, let alone whether you can find the [Blood Prison], these guys alone are irresistible!"

In everything, Wu Yangyu was not allowed to be careless, and he was not allowed to pause for a moment. In the lightning-like thoughts of his mind, the head-on storm of power was set off again.

Each of the eight blood shadows has unparalleled strength. If placed outside, such strength is enough to easily compete with the high position of the king.

However, Wu Yangyu ignored one point. He has fought these terrifying guys for so long, and he has not failed yet, and he has not discovered that in his body, the blood-colored spar that has turned into a blood flow is using a Terrifying speed, blending into the depths of his body...

fighting!Hard work!
How long this battle lasted, Wu Yangyu never knew, as time passed, he seemed to have entered a mechanical fighting state.

All the hole cards, all kinds of means, are all displayed.

If the spirit power is exhausted, then use the power of immortality!

The power of immortality shattered, once again contending with the power of God!
For Wu Yangyu in this battle, even if he didn't find [Blood Prison], the harvest was huge. Now his physical body has almost formed a fighting instinct.

"boom……"

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Wu Yangyu's body felt a sudden burst, and the feeling of insanity that could not be vented also rose to its peak.

"Roar……"

The roar was set off again.

However, the roar this time carried a kind of inexplicable venting. For a moment, it was clearly visible that Wu Yangyu's aura began to change.

The whole person is still thin and weak, but in this thinness, the momentum is soaring like crazy, and even in the end, it is as terrifying as an immortal giant spirit.

Mind, sink!
There was constant silence, but in just an instant, Wu Yangyu's physical body seemed to have been replaced by a powerful will!

"boom……"

In addition to physical fitness, even at this moment, the momentum is still skyrocketing, reaching the peak!

Time, maybe a moment, maybe a thousand years!
"laugh……"

Finally, as Wu Yangyu's eyes slowly opened and closed, two sharp rays capable of tearing everything shot out from the depths of the pupils.

There is a kind of wisdom and profundity in it.

Looking at the eight blood figures in front of him, a sinister smile slowly bloomed on Wu Yangyu's face.

Such an expression is clearly completely different from Wu Yangyu in the past.

"Get out of here!"

The shadow of the fist flickered.

[Tianlong Town Prison Fist] is set off again.

"Om..."

Nine mysterious fist marks interweave rapidly among them. Such a punch descends and evolves, as if it was a ray of holy light that was first opened that day. The speed seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast.

With such a trend, it is clear that [Tianlong Zhenyu Fist] has evolved to the strongest peak level, playing the ninth stage of divine power!
"boom!"

The fist shadow came in an instant.

In front of them, the eight blood shadows were directly blown away.

"Hahaha……"

The domineering and arrogant laughter broke out again.

Wu Yangyu's figure stepped on it, and frantically swept up.

With a gun in his left hand and a fist in his right hand, all kinds of powers bloomed again, and he actually chose to take the initiative to attack, and he was caught in the slaughter like a flock of sheep. There was even a large piece of Shenxi flowing all over his body.

However, Wu Yangyu's state at this time was obviously very wrong.

Especially the other party's voice, demeanor, and even strength are completely different from the original him.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"

in vivo.

Wu Yangyu's mind roared crazily.

In fact, it was not himself who made the move now, but a domineering will, which was so outrageously strong that it took away the control of Wu Yangyu's physical body in an instant.

Through those eyes, he could clearly see the outside world, especially when he saw the terrifying divine power emanating from his own body, Wu Yangyu couldn't help being horrified in his heart.

The strength displayed by this body is still at the half-king level, but the combat power has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Could it be it?!"

Suddenly, Wu Yangyu came to his senses and quickly immersed his mind into his body.

really.

In that body, a stream of blood has already perfectly fit with his body. Although it hasn't really formed a perfect fusion, it's just a matter of time.

This blood flow came from the evolution of the blood-colored spar. It was unexpected that there was such a terrifying will in this spar.

"Have you found it?"

While Wu Yangyu was in shock, suddenly, a strange and domineering voice appeared.

The voice was exactly the person who laughed arrogantly just now.

"Om..."

The next moment, a flower bloomed in front of Wu Yangyu, and a phantom appeared.

The phantom, with infinite divine light around him, evolved into Shen Xi.

Among them, there are brilliant lightning, immortal flames, awe-inspiring ice, and the descending of ancient trees...

All kinds of things directly formed a posture of dominating all beings, and among them, there was a powerful force that could not be concealed.

Although it was the first time he came into contact with that prestige, Wu Yangyu could clearly tell that this was Emperor Prestige!
(End of this chapter)