battle master

Chapter 948 Don't mess with me!
"Must die?!"

Wu Yangyu's heart shook violently.

In the eyes, a trace of divine light burst out involuntarily.

From the beginning.

The attitude of the green robed man towards him was very strange.

It was a kind of pity, a pity, and even a kind of grief and indignation.

just now.

Wu Yangyu finally came to his senses, the other party's attitude actually pierced through his future.

"Hahaha... you must die, the peerless evildoer died in the hands of the human race, hahaha... how sad, how funny! What if the lamp is not extinguished? It can't protect you!"

A desolate laugh came from the mouth of the green-robed man, the voice resounded through the sky, and as his figure gradually disappeared, the voice became more and more shrill!

rumor.

The real strong can prove the position of god, can achieve the ultimate principle of martial arts, and can control the mysterious avenue between heaven and earth. After reaching this level, although they can't really penetrate through the endless years, but if they want to predict A short future, but not impossible.

Once one attains the position of God, one will be in perfect harmony with the heaven and the earth. In the rotation of the sun, moon and stars, there is a close connection, which can evolve the will of heaven and represent the sky!

These were originally just records in legends, but now, Wu Yangyu has truly seen the existence of the Qingpao Man, and even obtained the real history of the ancient era.

therefore.

Even in his heart, he couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it, but he knew that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to deceive him!
"I will die? Why will I die? Who did it?"

In his mind, Wu Yangyu kept thinking, if he hadn't been on this road, and had been practicing on the triple ladder, at other times, Wu Yangyu's will had already collapsed, and his mind had collapsed.

death.

This is something that any living being is extremely timid.

Wu Yangyu, at such an age, has already been told that he will die, how can this be accepted.

With willpower like a mountain, Wu Yangyu suppressed the shock and fear in his heart with all his might.

"On the martial arts ladder, I got the immortal lamp, so all of this has actually been foreshadowed. The immortal lamp can protect my life once, and even the emperor-level powerhouse can't break it, but... Under the protection of extinguishing the lights, I will still die? Could it be that the Great Saint-level powerhouse can’t take action against me? Impossible, is there still a Great Saint-level powerhouse on this Shenhua Continent?"

Wu Yangyu frowned fiercely.

All kinds of guesses kept lingering in my heart.

"Roar!"

With a slightly flustered heart, Wu Yangyu couldn't help roaring for a while.

The sound spread throughout the ten directions like breaking mountains and rivers, and the whole space was in motion for it.

"Must die? Ten deaths without life?!"

Finally, amidst the roar, Wu Yangyu's heart was also suppressed!

"I must die, so what? I can't die now... so what if I can predict the future? Even if there is only one breath left, even if there is only a slight possibility, I will break this prophecy!"

Everything is possible!

Wu Yangyu believed that since the unextinguishable lamp existed, and since the green-robed man had given him the follow-up clues of the [Dou Zhan Ling Jue], it also meant that there was still a glimmer of possibility for his future, but this glimmer of hope , was too difficult, even he couldn't control it.

"The road to death is just around the corner... Then, I have to find a way to deal with it!"

Slowly facing the place where the green-robed man disappeared, he bowed respectfully, Wu Yangyu moved his footsteps slightly, and walked towards the exit with a firm face...

Outside the funeral city.

The figures stopped here.

These people's eyes are shining with brilliance, and there are many characters with aura that can penetrate the sky. This is the courage formed after the monarch level has reached the extreme.

Especially for a few of them, they either carried their hands on their backs, or stood with their arms folded, their eyes burning, as if they were waiting for something.

"Om..."

The space is propped up, and suddenly, a portal is formed.

"Hahaha... came out, someone came out again!"

Accompanied by bursts of excited laughter, a figure stepped out of the portal.

comer.

The whole body exudes the light of swords and swords, like an immortal sword god and sword master, with a disdainful and sharp artistic conception, knocking on the sky, and sweeping across the ten directions in an instant.

"Is it Dao Wuhen?!"

Looking at the appearance of that figure, the laughter suddenly stagnated.

In the crowd, everyone's faces were slightly awe-inspiring, and even those monarch-level extreme powerhouses with scorching eyes and exuding a look of disdain all over their bodies, their faces could not help but change slightly at this moment, and the opening and closing of their eyes no longer looked like they were just now. strong.

"Shout... shot?"

A strong man with muscles bulging all over his body, like pouring bronze, couldn't help but shouted at his companions.

"Shoot a fart... This is Dao Wuhen, whose strength has long been aspired to the peak of the monarch-level seventh heaven, Dzogchen. He has obtained a peerless inheritance. He has two ancient treasures, one sword and one sword. His combat power is extraordinary and refined. To him If you make a move, you are courting death!"

The companion beside him couldn't help but growl.

"Dao Wuhen, how many stairs have you passed?"

at last.

A strong man couldn't help but shouted at Dao Wuhen.

The person who spoke was dressed in a light golden battle robe, majestic and majestic, and as his long hair danced, a surging aura echoed endlessly.

"It's Mr. Jinshuang, who belongs to an ancient sect with a profound foundation. It is said that the greatest treasure in this city of funerals is the triple ladder. Each ladder has different benefits. , It is said that he broke through the 88th step of martial arts, and then realized his own Dharma image!"

In the crowd, some people could not help but whisper with envy.

In the funeral city, there are many teleportation portals.

Therefore, after encountering a fatal crisis, many people did not dare to explore anymore, chose the teleportation portal, and left the Burial Sky City. However, they knew that there were hidden treasures, inheritances, spiritual accumulations and other benefits in the Burial Sky City.

so.

Driven by greed, many people gathered together and formed a group. Once someone walked out of the city of funeral, they would choose to snatch it.

Many people, the inheritance they have worked so hard to obtain, was directly taken away by others just after they left the city of funeral, and there are even some people who had never died in the city of funeral, but were suppressed and fell here just after leaving here!
"laugh……"

Dao Wuhen had no words.

but.

But the eyes opened and closed suddenly, vaguely, in the depths of the pupils, there were two strange textures, one knife and one sword, which were constantly swallowed there, as if they were materialized, and could break through the emptiness at any time and come out.

The awe-inspiring blade and sword intent shrouded it. Wherever it went, the space with a radius of one kilometer was suppressed for a while. People who approached couldn't help but tremble. They felt a kind of indescribable terrifying pressure. , is emerging in their minds.

It seems that once you get close, your soul will be shattered.

"Pong!"

Young Master Jinshuang's face moved slightly. Facing the aura of Dao Wuhen, he couldn't help but feel a little anger in his heart. The sect he belongs to has a terrifying background. With his identity, it was originally just a sect. It's just a middle-level son of God.

but.

In God's Secret Realm, everything is possible.

By chance, he obtained a peerless inheritance, and he made great strides along the way. The benefits he gained were beyond his imagination. As his strength rose, he not only reached the level of Dzogchen at the peak of the seven heavens of the monarch level, but also evolved into a world that belonged to the seven heavens. own image.

It is impossible for even a top powerhouse at the monarch level, or even a generation of the ninth heaven, to realize the gestation of the law 100% of the time. He was able to do this at the level of the seventh heaven. Mr. Jinshuang himself, naturally Is extremely excited.

The powerful strength has attracted many sect disciples, and their attitude towards him has also changed in an instant, which has prompted a change in his mentality.

now.

When he asked, Dao Wuhen not only didn't answer him, but even treated him with an attitude of ignorance, which made him feel a murderous intent in his heart.

"Psychedelic!"

Dao Wuhen seemed to have sensed something, and said coldly in his mouth.

"Shh!"

The simple two words exploded in Mr. Jinshuang's heart like a thunderbolt, and the original killing intent was even more paused, and a trace of panic flashed out of his eyes uncontrollably.

Mr. Jinshuang knows what this so-called supernatural power refers to.

He never expected that Dao Wuhen could break through the martial arts ladder and enter the martial arts ladder, but he failed in the martial arts ladder. The danger and horror of the martial arts ladder absolutely surpassed the martial arts ladder. How can he not be surprised!

"Haha... I didn't expect that Senior Brother Wuhen would be able to enter the Stairway to God. I just don't know what the rewards are in the Stairway to God? Can you open our eyes?"

Mr. Jinshuang laughed dryly, and there was a slightly hoarse voice in that voice.

"If you want to attack me, any time is fine, I'll wait!"

Didn't expect it.

Dao Wuhen didn't play cards according to the routine, and directly exposed what the other party was thinking.

"Chong!"

As soon as the words were spoken, on his body, bursts of long iron-like screams echoed.

A ray of light from the sword flowed rapidly, and vaguely, behind him, a huge sword shadow and sword shadow were intertwining with each other, like a divine sword, showing its sharpness.

The aura is full of breath, spreading endlessly, among the galaxy flowing, even this void seems to be suppressed and stagnant with the evolution of Dao Wuhen's aura!

"Senior Brother Wuhen...that's really humorous."

Under such a breath, Mr. Jinshuang's complexion completely changed.

What kind of cultivation is he, after comprehending his own dharma, his perception is even more astonishing to the extreme, he can be sure that if he makes a move now, Dao Wuhen can definitely suppress himself!

a time.

In his heart, he couldn't help but twisted crazily:

"How is it possible? How is this possible? After entering the ladder, how can there be such a gap between the martial arts ladder and the Tongshen ladder? The treasure, inheritance... This Dao Wuhen must have obtained peerless benefits in the Tongshen ladder, otherwise, he How can it be so powerful?!"

"Buzz!"

Just now.

In the space, a teleportation portal resurfaced.

A thin figure slowly appeared.

"Roar!"

Looking at this figure, the anger in Mr. Jinshuang's heart seemed to have found a way to vent, and he shot directly at the opponent without even thinking about it:

"Boy, give me what you got!"

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar, a huge vision began to emerge.

It was a blue vase that was as big as the sky, as huge as a mountain, the rays of the sun scattered, and the terrifying aura suppressed it, as if it could completely suppress and smash everything in this world. This is obviously the opponent's dharma image!
The tyrannical aura couldn't help but aroused the panic of the strong people around, and they all began to show bursts of panic in the eyes of Mr. Jinshuang!
vent!

Crazy vent!
Mr. Jinshuang's attack was obviously stimulated to the extreme by Dao Wuhen, but he was also very careful. Once he made a move, he would evolve his own dharma, obviously not wanting to give the opponent a chance to react.

"Roar!!"

Seeing that the opponent's blue vase was about to be suppressed, a monstrous roar came from behind the figure walking out of the portal.

"boom!"

the same moment.

A huge vision evolved, in which rays of light burst out, the sky and the earth shattered, above the vision, three heads moved, six arms waved, and countless ancient and mysterious light patterns bloomed layer by layer.

The breath of contempt for all things swept across the world, like a demon god descending, and swung out with a punch.

This punch was as huge as a mountain, and the profound chant was transmitted on the vision, like a saint singing praises, like an epic evolving.

"boom!"

Everything came very quickly.

Before everyone could react, the punch had already hit the green vase heavily.

"Dharma Elephant?!"

Under such a scene, Mr. Jinshuang was the first to react. At this moment, he felt like beeping a dog in his heart. The original him was just to vent the resentment in his heart.

Who would have thought.

The Dao Wuhen who just stepped out is already an evildoer, and now the figure that reappeared has also comprehended the dharma image. Moreover, the dharma image moves three times, with six arms swaying, and the bursts of mysterious singing, It is flowing with a vast and crazy aura. Compared with his blue vase, the opponent's dharma is obviously more powerful, which makes him not collapse.

"Crack!"

Everything came too fast.

In an instant.

In the void, there was a crackling sound.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the cyan vase collapsed at the sound, but the huge mountain-like fist did not stop at all, its power was like a long river, it shuttled endlessly, and it was heavily in front of Mr. Jinshuang. fist.

"puff……"

The latter flew upside down in response, his flesh and blood exploded layer by layer, forming a bloodstain in mid-air instantly, and with the sound of shattering, his muscles and bones exploded, completely in the posture of being ravaged .

"Don't mess with me..."

vaguely in between.

In front of the huge Dharma elephant, the thin figure also slowly roared through sound transmission.

The voice was cold and piercing, with a kind of madness and killing...

(End of this chapter)