battle master

Chapter 717 Ruling!

in space.

The divine light emerged, and the cold glow flickered.

All kinds of power are continuously released, covering the ten directions!

Sharp, violent, scorching, thunderous, heavy... all kinds of aura linger in it, causing the space of heaven and earth to continuously twist and twist.

Standing in the air, Wu Yangyu kept narrowing his eyes, and kept falling into thinking.

Son of God!

While meditating, these two words suddenly appeared in Wu Yangyu's heart.

In every sect, there are sons of gods. They transformed from each hall, and then became the disciples of the suzerain.

The Shenzi in the Fighting God Sect is relatively embarrassing, there are only five people, but according to the information obtained by Wu Yangyu, there should be six Shenzi in the Fighting God Sect.

"That is to say, in fact, the Fighting God Sect lacks a god son, and the most obvious standard for the succession of each god son should be their warriors!"

Reminiscent of the five people, Yuchang, Juque, Shenwu, Tianzhu, and Sad Wrath, when they entered this treasure house of warriors, the means they evolved were obviously to display their own warriors.

"In other words, the warriors they evolved are what they inherited!"

Vaguely, Wu Yangyu felt that he seemed to be close to the truth.

If his guess is correct, his reward this time is indeed not that simple, but to allow himself to obtain the last soldier inherited from the Son of God in this soldier treasure house.

If this is really the case, the reward I received this time is really too terrifying. I am actually qualified to become a son of God and obtain the unique warriors of a son of God.

It's just that I don't have any information about this soldier, no matter its shape or other aspects. If I want to win that soldier simply by relying on my own speculation, it will be extremely difficult.

"Every son of God, before inheriting, is just the best of the halls, even senior brothers and sisters in all the halls, and the last warrior may have something to do with the hall where I am. "

After careful thinking, Wu Yangyu felt that his guess should be correct.

Otherwise, the Hall Master Gou Chen would not have summoned the other five sons of God to fight.

Then, in other words, this last piece of God's Son soldier should have something to do with the Prison Hall.

"Prison Palace..."

Carefully considering these two words, Wu Yangyu's thoughts kept surging, and he even began to associate and analyze every thing and every piece of information he knew about the Prison Palace...

"The successor of the Prison Palace is [Blood Prison]!"

at last.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wu Yangyu began to have some eyebrows in his heart.

With his current means, only the [Blood Prison] can truly represent his identity as a prison disciple.

"open!"

Under the evolution of mind, Wu Yangyu no longer hesitated.

In the body, the blood energy is rushing violently, and it is fiercely stimulated.

"If my conjecture is correct, then this Son of God warrior has naturally surpassed the so-called quasi-divine weapon, and the body has already been psychic. Therefore, if it wants to come out, it will come out naturally. If it deliberately hides, Even if I searched all over here, I couldn’t find it.”

Therefore, what he wants to do is to summon the other party.

"boom!"

The power of [Blood Prison] is rapidly dissipating.

"Om..."

Following the streams of blood energy, the sky and the earth began to surge, and in this space, streams of blood energy surged rapidly, and behind his head, a bloody halo slowly lingered out.

It is the blood prison magic ring!
Obviously, at this time, Wu Yangyu had exerted the power of [Blood Prison] to the extreme in an instant.

"boom!"

"Clang clang!"

It seemed that he felt the fluctuation of Wu Yangyu's blood energy, and suddenly, bright rays of light exploded in this space.

There are also bursts of iron-like crashing sounds, which were born from this.

clearly visible.

In the front, thousands of rays of light are rapidly looming and evolving, and in the process of falling and moving, a large vision has already appeared.

"Roar!"

There is a huge dragon elephant, stepping on the galaxy, with blood shining all over its body.

In its body, a huge bloody war hammer kept clanging, hitting the world like a drum, and it was indistinctly sending out matching waves towards Wu Yangyu.

Obviously.

After being summoned by Wu Yangyu's blood energy, the other party began to show up.

"boom!"

A bloody giant hand descended from the sky, and slapped the dragon elephant flying.

Then, what manifested was a seven-section whip.

The seven-section whip is several meters long, with blood-colored light streaks lingering all over its body. In the dazzling light, there are traces of immortality and simplicity, and the traces clearly represent the brand of endless battles.

The seven-section whip was hidden in a huge blood-colored specter. The specter was like a king, and it moved in disdain.

"laugh!"

However, before the other party approached Wu Yangyu, a bloody sword energy rushed out.

The sword energy, seemingly weak, is as long as ten thousand meters, and it comes from the depths of space.

It was a blood-colored Emperor Shadow, and the opponent carried it on his hands, but there was a sword intent permeating it. In the body, one could see that there was a blood-colored sword edge that was no more than three feet long.

The sword energy froze, and the bloody phantom was directly torn into pieces, and even the seven-section whip was beaten to a dim.

"What an overbearing bloody sword..."

Looking at the three-foot blood sword, Wu Yangyu's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Such a level has reached the extreme of psychic communication, and it is even much stronger than his own Amber Spear. The power of this soldier alone is enough to easily suppress a king-level existence.

but.

Wu Yangyu didn't make a choice, because he felt that this blood sword was still not the most suitable for him.

"Om..."

While Wu Yangyu was thinking about it, another bloody light descended in the sky.

The blood light covered the sky, even turned into a bloody waterfall, covering Wu Yangyu's body.

"Crack!"

next moment.

Wu Yangyu's physical body immediately had the most instinctive reaction.

This bloody light fit his body incomparably, and even completely separated all the bloody warriors, domineeringly occupying the surrounding space of Wu Yangyu.

It was a wonderful blood shadow.

The whole body looks like a giant that is uplifting the sky. In its body, a blood-colored tower looms in it, and there are bursts of buzzing sounds from time to time.

The entire Scarlet God Tower has nine floors in total. With Wu Yangyu's power, he even only peeked into the first floor. Even so, he can still feel an astonishingly thick blood energy spreading in it. Hesitating, he could even feel that as long as he wanted, he could completely refine the Scarlet God Tower.

Moreover, just the first layer of blood energy has increased the circulation of blood energy in his body by ten times. It is conceivable how terrifying and astonishing the mysteries of the remaining eight-story tower body are.

"If I have this bloody tower, my [Blood Prison] cultivation will be raised to the extreme, and it will be extremely easy to even cultivate [Blood Prison] to a new level..."

this moment.

Wu Yangyu even had an urge to be a perfect match with this blood-colored tower, directly choose the other party, and inherit the other party!
"No! No!"

Just at the moment when he tried to stick out his palm, in vain, a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

This feeling is an intuition.

Although everything seemed to be going very smoothly, after he cast [Blood Prison], he did attract all kinds of bloody warriors, but he felt that even this bloody tower might not be the battle of the Son of God. soldier.

Even, he was extremely sure of his own judgment.

"There is only one chance..."

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart fiercely, Wu Yangyu's eyes were determined, and he focused on the front again.

Blood sickle, blood sword, blood tower, ancient battle sword...

One piece of soldiers kept clanging, waiting for Wu Yangyu's choice, but Wu Yangyu became more and more deliberate, and didn't even dare to make a choice.

Under such consideration, choice, and thinking, Wu Yangyu's heart began to become chaotic, and even the original clear thoughts became mixed.

"Bastard, how should I choose? Which one is the Son of God Warrior?!"

Unable to bear it, a roar exploded from his mouth.

"Om..."

Seeing that, amidst Wu Yangyu's turmoil, a cold wave suddenly surged throughout his body.

Fluctuation comes from the power of God.

Apparently, after sensing the abnormality in Wu Yangyu's body, the spirit power automatically operated and began to protect him.

With the help of this coolness, Wu Yangyu suddenly woke up:
"It's really an idiot..."

With a wry smile, he completely reacted:
"Originally, this opportunity is for nothing. I already have the Tiger Soul Battle Spear, and every soldier here is extremely precious. Even if it is not suitable for me, it has unimaginable value. I only need to be suitable for myself, why bother to stick to whether I am a child of God or not?"

After reacting, he gave up his distracting thoughts just now, and slowly released his immortal power.

The power of immortality, the power of blood, the power of stars, the evil spirit of dragon power...

All kinds of power are working together. At this moment, Wu Yangyu has begun to let go of his heart, allowing his heart to make choices, not even sticking to blood, but showing all his power.

"Clang clang!"

It was also at the moment when his power completely evolved.

The warriors in the entire space also completely boiled up.

Blood energy, stars, ice, lightning, flames... Countless rays of light, power, and attributes all began to appear along with the evolution of the soldiers.

Domineering, killing, ferocious, gentle, proud... A series of fluctuations like divine thoughts began to be released to their heart's content, and they came from soldiers.

However, there was no fluctuation that could satisfy Wu Yangyu, or even completely suit her.

At the moment when he was about to give up, an inexplicable feeling suddenly flowed slowly from the depths of that space.

"ruling……"

A murmur, like a clear realization, suddenly came out from Wu Yangyu's mouth...

(End of this chapter)