battle master

Chapter 987 True terror!
on the sky.

The majesty of Huanghuang is like the sun in the sky, the brilliance is shining everywhere, and the breath of disdain breaks through the sky.

The substantive beam of light began to knock out from Wu Yangyu's body, and the immeasurable aura was revealed more and more ferociously during the surge. This build.

"Roar!"

Roaring sounds spread from time to time.

Behind Wu Yangyu, visions of statues began to emerge one after another.

The dark golden brilliance swirled around, and a ferocious aura permeated the world. At this moment, Wu Yangyu revived like a peerless beast from the ancient times, and the aura that was mobilized became more and more violent.

Canglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qilin, Emperor Ying...

One by one, one by one, the unimaginably terrifying fluctuations emanated, as if to cover the entire sky and earth.

Both eyes flickered, and Yidi's pupils couldn't help shrinking, but there was a faint coldness on that face:

"You actually hid your strength... However, this still can't change your ending!"

With his current level, his strength has exploded to the level of the monarch-level ninth-level heaven. He asked himself, except for a few hidden ancient sect disciples, he can compete with him, and the others are enough for him to sweep the entire God. A strong man in the secret realm.

but.

Facing Emperor Yi's words, Wu Yangyu did not speak, but the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and a icy arc flashed on his face, making the originally violent and beast-like breath arouse A more intense chill:

"Spirit Seed Open!"

"The cave is open!"

He groaned in his heart.

"Crack!"

From the depths of his body, spirit-seeds shining with bright light were born quickly.

The power of the spirit-seed can instantly increase his combat power, and each one has a doubled level. The mystery of the gods has come all the way. Before this, Wu Yangyu had successfully refined six spirit-seeds .

but.

That was just before.

Since he broke through to the eighth heaven of the monarch level, the number of spirit seeds has also skyrocketed, and he successfully revived four spirit seeds again.

This number can be described as a kind of skyrocketing, and this is also the result of his transformation and refinement all the way.

In the Mystic Realm of God, Wu Yangyu's experience was extremely arduous, and every step required to go through a situation that ordinary people could not imagine. It was under such terrifying experience that his own foundation began to become more and more stable.

The Sovereign Level Eight Heavenly Heavens undoubtedly improved and transformed this foundation, and only then did the four Spirit Seeds undergo a brand new transformation.

Ten Spirit Seeds!

"boom!"

The momentum is rising more and more.

Wu Yangyu's immortal power condensed out and turned into substance.

The immortal battle clothes slowly lingered on Wu Yangyu's body, transformed by the power of the ten spiritual seeds, Wu Yangyu's tyrannical aura almost had a tyrannical posture that swept through the ages.

The shocking fluctuations radiated out, making people's hearts palpitate endlessly.

"This breath?!"

Sensing the aura emanating from Wu Yangyu's body, the expressions of the disciples present couldn't help but suddenly changed.

The tyrannical fluctuations were released, making Wu Yangyu appear as if a god descended, attracting more and more powerful people to notice this place.

"Compared to just now, it's a world of difference. Even compared with that emperor, he looks like he's on equal footing with each other!"

"This evildoer deserves to be called the Great Demon King. He is really terrifying. How old is he? He looks only seventeen or eighteen years old!"

More at this time.

Ten caves slowly emerged behind Wu Yangyu.

That statue of the emperor stepped out of the cave.

Some thunder and lightning are intertwined, just like the thunder god descending.

Some flames converged, like an immortal Emperor Yan.

There is also a generation filled with frost, dressed in ice-blue imperial robes, criss-crossing the nine heavens and ten places...

With ten times the combat power, completely concentrated, Wu Yangyu narrowed his eyes, and the dangerous aura became more and more intense on it.

in the void.

The two figures looked at each other, and there was endless killing looming between them.

war!
No words, no omens.

The two figures moved together.

The power of the two is incomparable, invincible, tyrannical and stalwart. When the power of the stalwart explodes completely, everyone suddenly feels that their eyes seem to be covered by the two bright rays of light, except for some strong people. , other people, even their eyes couldn't help but feel severe pain.

fast!
too fast!
The speed of Wu Yangyu and Yidi seemed to have surpassed the sound waves and the light. Even at this time, even Wang Xuance of Qingtian Sword Sect couldn't help showing a dignified look.

Qingtian Sword Sect, as the head of one hundred thousand sword sects, its background and strength are not weaker than those of the Five Emperors. As the No.1 son of God in Qingtian Sword Sect, Wang Xuance's strength is not only powerful, but also mysterious, but , under the confrontation between the two, he even felt a great threat.

"Roar!"

Just an instant.

The two in the void have fought frantically thousands of times.

Suddenly.

Yidi let out a long growl.

That voice, with a certain terrifying aura, spread like a blue dragon roaring.

Followed.

Above the sky, there is a huge fist shadow covering and coming out.

This fist shadow fights against the wilderness, engulfs the supreme power, and stirs between the heaven and the earth. Under the looming, there are even ancient divine patterns hanging around.

With Yidi's swing, the shadow of the fist seemed to be surrounded by the sun and the moon. On the top of the fist, a pair of snow-white wings unexpectedly bloomed slowly, exuding a blazing brilliance, as if they were the wings of a god. , divine immortality.

"The Holy Fist of Great Light opens the sky!"

The low moan sounded like it wasn't strong enough, but it seemed to carry some kind of law that people couldn't comprehend, slowly agitating above the sky.

"boom!"

The shadow of the fist appeared, and for a moment, the world seemed to be in chaos. Only the shadow of the fist exuded a sacred light, as if purifying everything in the world, completely dividing the chaotic world.

Bursts of ancient chanting sound, covered by the shadow of the fist, came out immediately, majestic and unstoppable, even though it was separated by an extremely long distance, the divine power displayed on the shadow of the fist was enough to make anyone watching the battle One person felt an unprecedented sense of threat.

"Great Light Sacred Fist? Isn't this a unique technique that has been lost in the Five Emperors?"

Wang Xuance frowned, and couldn't help muttering in a deep voice.

The dignified look on his face became more and more intense. With his perception, he could be sure that if he fought this punch, it would really take a lot of hole cards to fight it.

"Indeed, it has been lost. It is said that there are only four moves in this boxing technique. The distribution is to open the sky, create all living beings, destroy the world, and return to chaos! Each move has incredible power. When it is used, it is enough to destroy the world. Oh, it's hard to imagine, how could this emperor use this unique technique? If I hadn't seen the description in the handbook, I wouldn't even be able to recognize it!"

Nangong Yan was also shocked, even unbelievable.

"Roar!"

Under such a terrifying punch, Wu Yangyu didn't dodge or dodge, and with an angry roar, he resisted forcefully and went away.

The current him, relying on the power of ten spiritual seeds, is no weaker than the ordinary monarch-level Ninth Heavens generation, no matter how evil he is, he will definitely not regress.

At the moment when he roared, the ten caves turned in unison, and the torrent of the avenue, like a waterfall like a god, began to impact, and the shadows of emperors rushed out at high speed.

Around here, five ferocious divine beast visions also attacked at the same time.

All kinds of power burst out and gathered to the extreme. In the tyrannical evolution, Wu Yangyu seemed to control the sky.

"boom!"

With a violent bombardment, the whole world was shaken, and the rolling torrent was set off between the heaven and the earth, and as it intensified, the huge force of light and shadow swept across the ten directions.

Everyone looked up in unison.

In those eyes, an unbelievable picture was born.

The void in a radius of hundreds of miles collapsed in unison, countless vortexes and fragments crazily set off, and thousands of mountain peaks and ancient trees all crumbled or even uprooted under the terrifying force.

The scene of destroying everything like a natural disaster made people suffocate like drowning, and even the soul began to tremble uncontrollably.

"This... is this really a battle between disciples?"

There was a strong man who couldn't help murmuring, with panic in his voice.

but.

But no one answered, and all of them felt the same feeling in their hearts.

Shocked, so shocked.

Such a battle scene is enough to be comparable to a control-level character.

"boom!"

in vain.

Just when everyone was still in shock, a figure flew out heavily.

"Is it an emperor?!"

This scene was closely watched by everyone, and when they saw the figure flying upside down, their expressions couldn't help being stunned.

An emperor, it was an emperor, and he was sent flying out!
Sovereign-level Ninth Heaven powerhouse, was blown away?

How can this be?

"Yang Yu, are you going to win?!"

A hint of ecstasy appeared on the faces of Yu Chang and the others.

"not necessarily!"

Wang Xuance's tone was noncommittal, and his brows were furrowed:
"I feel that this emperor didn't use his full strength at all..."

"how is this possible?"

As soon as this statement came out, the strong men around couldn't help being shocked.

It's all come to this point, he hasn't tried his best yet?

"boom!"

Wu Yangyu stepped into the air, and coldly locked on to the opposite figure, with an incomparably dignified look on his face:

"If your strength is only at this level, then it's up to me to act!"

"Whoa!"

In the ruins of space, the figure of an emperor slowly emerged.

At this time, he didn't have any expression on his face, but if he looked carefully, he could find that even though the bombardment just now was so tragic, there was no scar on Yidi's body at all.

Even, only the battle robe was slightly broken, and the whole person was obviously not injured at all.

"You can actually do this, Wu Yangyu, you really surprised me. It's a pity, this should already be your limit! An ant, after all, an ant!"

(End of this chapter)