The Strongest Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Coming out of the chaotic space, the swallowing vortex became extremely black as before.

But this time, Du Yu's eyes were able to see through the power of the swallowing vortex.

The darkness could no longer affect his eyes, and even the gravity of the swallowing vortex could no longer affect him.

I don't know when, countless dark monsters were added again.

They were all confined in each other's small space, and they opened their teeth and claws at Du Yu.

The most eye-catching thing is the golden figure he saw before.

After seeing him come out, that thing actually jumped up and down, as if trying to attract him to pass.

"Well, what does this mean?"

Du Yu frowned and was puzzled. This was probably the only fellow with his own consciousness in the swallowing vortex.

"I don't feel malice for the time being, but from him, it seems that he feels a breath of treasure."

Xiao Ling's eyes glowed with a faint colorful light, and no one could compare to him in the perception of the magical breath.

"Awesome magic weapon?"

A gleam of light flashed through Du Yu's eyes, and something that Xiao Ling could say was at least the Ninth-Rank Divine Weapon.

With his current strength, the Ninth-Rank Divine Weapon is barely enough.

"Let's take a look."

Du Yu held Xiao Ling's hand, Xiao Ling knowingly blended into his body.

After that, Du Yu flew directly towards the golden figure, and the pitch-black monsters attacking along the way were directly smashed by the force of blood and energy before they got close.

Then it was shattered and absorbed by the power of swallowing, and this was the overbearing part of the chaotic swallowing body.

Du Yu at this moment is like a black hole, which can absorb any energy and even heaven.

The golden figure was shocked when he saw Du Yu behaving like this, and then it was full of excitement.

He kept beckoning, motioning Du Yu to pass.

A hint of playfulness flashed in Du Yu's eyes, and he was rather curious, what exactly was the purpose of this thing.

After flying closer, Du Yu could see clearly that this golden figure was actually a person wearing a full body armor, and even his cheeks were blocked by a mask.

"%$#T^#$$!"

This armored man danced with excitement, and said a series of words Du Yu had never heard before.

"what language is this?"

Du Yu frowned. He had never heard of it before. He was in the valley, but he had learned the languages ​​of all races from those **** kings. As long as there were races in the Ten Thousand Realms, he could understand it.

It's just that this weird person is actually speaking a language that he can't understand at all.

"Du Yu, the breath of treasure comes from the saber around his waist. It is a good thing. Although it seems to be a little damaged, it is at least a 9th-Rank Divine Weapon."

Xiao Ling's voice came into his brain.

Du Yu moved his gaze to the waist of the man, and hung a simple epee on the waist of the opponent. The mouth of the sword seemed to be the head of some kind of fierce beast, and the body of the sword was spit out from the mouth of the fierce beast.

Although the shape is a little weird, it still feels good neatly.

If the Killing Spear is at its peak, this sword is absolutely incomparable, but now the value of this sword is definitely more than the Killing Spear.

"This weapon is good, I want it."

Du Yu unceremoniously passed this passage through his divine consciousness.

Even with different languages ​​and races, Divine Sense Voice can communicate unimpeded.

The golden figure was stunned, and then looked at the long sword around his waist. He obviously understood Du Yu's words, but after hesitating for a while, he shook his head abruptly, apparently rejecting Du Yu.

"You can't communicate with spirits?"

Du Yu was a little puzzled. The strength of this golden figure was absolutely comparable to that of God King Shura, who had turned on King Fudo Ming. How could he not be able to use his spiritual knowledge?

It's obviously not a pretense just to see the other person tilting his head in doubt.

"Interestingly, the soul is not weak, and the strength is also very strong. It is not possible to communicate with the spirits. This is not like the existence of our world."

In this sentence, Du Yu did not use the divine sense to transmit sound, but directly communicated with the little spirit, so the golden figure did not know what Du Yu meant.

"The existence of other worlds?"

Xiao Ling was a little puzzled. When Pan Gu said that, she was sealed up, and she didn't know what it meant.

Du Yu didn't explain, it was too troublesome to accept this kind of thing, it's better to experience it later.

He walked towards the golden figure, stretched out his hand and unceremoniously grabbed the sword at the opponent's waist.

Since he can't communicate, he is naturally not polite, he is not a saint himself.

Seeing this, the golden figure drew his sword and slashed towards Du Yu without hesitation. This sword came extremely fast, and if it had been Du Yu before, I'm afraid it would not be able to respond.

But after the upgrade of the technique, his strength has undergone a radical change.

The outstretched hand didn't mean to retract in the slightest, and it straightly grabbed at the cutting blade.

"$%#%#@%@!"

The golden figure uttered a series of unexplained roars, and there was absolutely no mercy in this cut.

The sharp blade is covered with a layer of golden gas, which looks unmatched.

Even the Shura God King who has turned on the Fudo Mingwang will temporarily avoid his attack, but it is a pity that he meets Du Yu.

Qian

A burst of sparks flew, and the sword steadily slashed in Du Yu's palm.

Before the golden aura had time to show off its might, it was swallowed up by the chaos swallowing body, and this magic weapon did not even cut Du Yu's skin away.

"￥@%￥@?"

The tone of the golden figure was full of horror. Although he could not see his expression, Du Yu still felt his shock.

It is normal to have such a reaction. Imagine a person who is comparable to the top four-star **** king, with a full-strength sword, even the opponent's palm cannot be cut away. Anyone will doubt life.

"Bring it!"

Du Yu's wink flashed, his arm muscles swelled, and he slammed into force.

With irresistible force, he snatched the sword from the golden figure's hands, and the little spirit dug into it in due course, and began to devour the spirit in the sword.

Almost in an instant, the magic weapon changed hands to complete.

"￥%￥#!"

The golden figure wailed, a mouthful of blood came out, and the breath quickly wilted.

Du Yu didn't care about him for the time being, but asked Xiao Ling, "How is it, do you know where he came from?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Ling's voice came from the sword: "I already know, what kind of world he seems to be the supreme god, this sword is called the supreme artifact in their world, and it should be equivalent to a world-class **** weapon. Right."

"However, in this world, he encountered a formidable enemy, and all that caused this supreme artifact to be damaged, he was also sealed in this place."

"Oh, that means he has no effect?"

Du Yu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the so-called Supreme God.

"Yes, everything he knows is recorded in this divine sword."

Xiao Ling replied.

Hearing this, Du Yu didn't hesitate, a whirlpool appeared in his hand instantly, and he directly sucked in the golden figure.

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