battle master

Chapter 895 Dark Blue Mirror Flower
In front.

The man with the scimitar came flickering, and a sharp blade mood forced him. The opponent's blade was mixed with a kind of violent arrogance, which was an attribute of the power of wind.

This person is obviously also proficient in the artistic conception of the power of ventilation, and with his own sword intent, he can make his sword technique reach a more powerful level of destruction.

He appeared in front of Wu Yangyu in an instant, and the soul rune exuding a simple light flickered in his hand, turning into a light and shadow covering Wu Yangyu's body. The opponent's attack was decisive and domineering, completely ignoring Wu Yangyu's opinion. In the eyes of the other party, Wu Yangyu's Sovereign Level Quadruple Heaven level is not qualified to challenge him at all.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing that palm was about to stick out, Wu Yangyu also started to sneer, and then shot out abruptly.

How important is the information hidden in his soul, let alone a mere monarch-level sixth heaven, even a sect control-level figure would never want to ask for it.

"boom!"

He shot decisively, domineeringly, and at an extremely fast speed, like a human-shaped lightning, and even made a masterpiece of dragon chant, which was the expression of [Tianlong Zhenyu Fist] being urged to the extreme, and a lifelike giant dragon-shaped energy bloomed from it, transforming Made the substance.

The scimitar man's mouth moved with fright and anger, and when he raised the incomplete scimitar in his hand, he released an unparalleled sword intent. This is a ferocious gust of wind sword intent, with a breath like a storm, falling and moving For a while, everything around seemed to be locked up, and countless fierce vigor cut the shackles wantonly.

"Chong!"

The incomplete scimitar in his hand looks old, but it looks like a piece of divine iron, with dazzling crystal light flickering, like a magic weapon that has been sleeping for many years, blooming with an immortal flavor:
"You are so brave, you dare to disobey me. You must have the brand of death on your body. Since you want to court death, then I will help you!"

Ferocious shouts spread from his mouth, as if he was engulfing all directions, as if he wanted to completely swallow Wu Yangyu.

however.

With Wu Yangyu's strength, even if the opponent's realm was two levels higher than his, it was still not enough. His strike was too fast, and the domineering [Tianlong Suppressing Prison Fist] hit his body in an instant.

"clang!"

Amidst the strong roar, the incomplete weapon in the man's hand with the machete couldn't help but let out a shocking tremor, and then the man's body trembled for a while, and the tiger's mouth turned into a cloud of blood mist. Wu Yangyu didn't give him that at all. Any chance to breathe is another kick that kicks up.

"puff……"

Amidst the sound of blood spurting, the man with the machete flew backwards, his face changed wildly, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a look of shock flashed on his face involuntarily under the heavy impact on his body.

"how is this possible?!"

Not only him, but even the faces of the rest of them all showed horror.

Wu Yangyu's performance was too powerful and terrifying, such astonishing strength had erupted from that seemingly thin physique, and Wu Yangyu's realm was only a mere monarch-level fourth-layer heaven, how could it be the same as the sixth heaven? The strong man in the sky challenged him and even injured him!

"You are Wu Yangyu!?"

Suddenly, a person shouted in a trembling voice, his eyes shone with shock.

Wu Yangyu?
These three words have long been understood by many people.

Even the scimitar man's face was ugly for a while, his eyes showed fear, and he felt extremely regretful in his heart.

People who can leapfrog to fight and are so terrifying are rare in the Mystic Realm of God, and there are even fewer people who have reached this level at this age, so Wu Yangyu's identity is not difficult to judge .

"Wu Yangyu, today I admit that I'm dead, I want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

The scimitar man was on the ground, panting heavily, and the blood froth from his mouth kept gushing out, but the light in the pair of eyes never gave in.

This was beyond Wu Yangyu's expectations.

The guy in front of him is really a ruthless character.

but.

Wu Yangyu didn't intend to start a killing spree either.

He has just arrived in the death maze of Morinda officinalis, and everything still needs to be explored. He has no understanding of the various dangers here, so killing the opponent at this time will not be of any benefit.

"get out!"

Thinking of this, Wu Yangyu didn't make things difficult for them, and while his figure was moving slightly, he had already taken advantage of the trend and left.

"left?!"

This scene made everyone dumbfounded for a while.

Even the man with the scimitar had a look of astonishment on his face.

Originally, he had already planned to fight to the death, but he did not expect that Wu Yangyu would leave directly, but soon, a haze appeared on his face:
"Wu Yangyu, I've written down this account, you must have a mark of death on your body, and I will definitely tell other people about it when the time comes!"

No one knows the specific effect of the death brand.

but.

When Morinda officinalis told this matter to everyone in the maze of death, everyone knew that this was definitely a remarkable existence. Such a rare thing would naturally attract everyone's covetousness, especially in this maze of death. There are many masters, and there is no shortage of monarch-level seventh heavens.

It is conceivable that at that time, Wu Yangyu will definitely become the target of being hunted and killed again.

What the man with the scimitar knife said made the expressions of the other disciples change slightly. Some of them were disdainful, but there were also those who secretly sneered.

"Go... keep going, keep up with Wu Yangyu, let him be our pathfinder, it will be much safer."

The man with the scimitar took out several pills and stuffed them into his mouth. As the power of the medicine dissipated, his injuries improved significantly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, they had already chased after Wu Yangyu in the direction he left.

however.

No one found out.

Right behind them, a figure was following them silently.

"May I be your pathfinder?"

Wu Yangyu's figure emerged, with a trace of coldness on his face, wisps of divine power radiated from his body, and there was even a cloak lingering in it.

This cloak contains a kind of incomplete spatial aura, which Wu Yangyu obtained from a disciple of the sect. It can abandon its own aura, and it has the ability to be invisible.

Relying on the effect of divine courage, it is enough to maximize the effect of this cloak, and quietly follow behind the man with the machete and others.

"Bastard, why is this Wu Yangyu so fast? We've been chasing him for so long, yet we haven't found any trace of him yet!"

Half a day later, the machete man and his party couldn't help feeling annoyed.

They ran wildly all the way, and traveled more than a hundred miles. However, they kept moving forward in this corridor, and they didn't even find a fork in the road, and they didn't even find Wu Yangyu's trace.

"Om..."

At this moment, a dim light and shadow suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a faint strong fragrance was born.

The light gradually strengthened, exuding ice-blue crystal brilliance. In this slightly dim corridor, it shone brighter and brighter. Indistinctly, it seemed to be a blooming ice-blue fire, and the looming light and shadow were activated. There are more wisps of chill spreading out, suffocating and eroding.

"That's Ling Yun... a peerless treasure, the dark blue mirror flower?!"

One suddenly exclaimed, with shock on his face.

"It is this thing, it is indeed this thing, the deep blue mirror flower... a peerless spirit, a rare treasure, once the flower opens, it will fall like a frost, and it will take at least a hundred thousand years to truly bloom. It will radiate frost and freeze hundreds of miles, and the hidden power in it is not effective for our true energy, but it has a great effect on improving the formation practitioners, pattern refiners, and pharmacists."

Someone spoke again, and the voice became uncontrollably crazy.

Alchemist, Pattern Refining Master, Formation Daoist, no matter what kind of cultivator they are, they are not inferior to martial arts practitioners, especially the cultivators of Formation Path and Formation Pattern Master, they are even more prominent.

Even if there is not much growth in martial arts, but the identities and statuses of refiners and formation practitioners are so prominent, there must be masters around them.

Once you make friends with such advanced people and offer this thing, it is equivalent to making friends with a group of strong people. I am afraid that no one can resist such benefits.

"Om..."

behind everyone.

Wu Yangyu's eyes of seven flames between his brows burst into light, as if a big sun was about to burst out, enveloping endless magma rolling out.

His divine power was almost about to rush out at this time, turning into a big hand and snatching away the dark blue mirror flower, and the [Great Purgatory Judgment Technique] on his body was constantly wandering, pouring, and almost ran away .

Such a situation is undoubtedly rare, and it also shows that the spirit in his body has a certain desire for the dark blue mirror flower.

"My [Great Purgatory Judgment Technique] has not improved for a long time after reaching the realm of Qiyan, and the realm has already reached saturation, or it can also be called the peak level, but if you want to How difficult it is to improve the power of the gods, I never thought that I would meet the deep blue mirror flower here."

Wu Yangyu's thoughts kept appearing, and a pair of eyes were shining brightly when they looked at the dark blue mirror flower.

The next realm of the Seven Flames Realm is the Oracle Realm.

This is an extremely terrifying realm. Once it is opened, it will inevitably multiply the evolution of the [Great Purgatory Judgment Technique] to a new level, and even arouse the terrifying power of this unique skill.

The oracle is the will of God, the will of heaven.

In the name of an oracle, it is enough to imagine how terrifying and frightening this realm is.

"However, if you want to reach the realm of the oracle, you must not have too few materials and fetishes, and the simple dark blue mirror flower may not be able to make a perfect supplement."

Wu Yangyu was still thinking about it.

Sudden.

A strong throbbing felt in his heart.

"hiss……"

not only that.

In his palm, bursts of tingling pain appeared.

There, there is the death mark left by Morinda officinalis Morinda officinalis, and complex and strange lights and shadows are constantly emerging on the brand at this moment.

The light and shadow are scarlet, as Wu Yangyu slowly approached, this scarlet also began to become more bright and obvious...

(End of this chapter)