The Taoist Youran who was once in his heyday, or to be more precise, the strong man from the Weiyang tribe who borrowed the body of Taoist Youran, his cultivation is obviously not a god!
It is very possible that he is a spirit immortal, and even a planetary realm is not impossible. However, due to the original war, he was severely injured and his recovery was slow, so all he can show now is the power of spiritual communication.
It is precisely because of this that even if Wang Baole's soul is haunted and the four great divine passages of thousands of eons are used to obtain this almost impossible opportunity for himself, Taoist Youran's instinctive resistance in the life and death crisis should not be underestimated.
At this moment, seeing the struggle in Taoist Youran's eyes as if he was about to wake up, Wang Baole's eyes were more decisive. Not only did he not waver in his heart and have the idea of retreating, but he was faster and more powerful. At the same time, his cultivation was running It has once again improved, almost like an explosion of potential, like a meteor surrounded by lightning, approaching Taoist Youran in an instant!
The speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Baole and his flying sword were approaching from behind. As his divine weapon bone hand that grabbed the emperor's armor fell directly on Taoist Youran's head, Taoist Youran's head exploded!
While the roaring sound reverberated violently, Wang Baole's flying sword also penetrated the Dantian directly from behind Taoist Youran from his back, bringing out a large amount of blood and spreading in all directions!
But instead of being happy, Wang Baole's expression changed, and a strong crisis arose in his heart, as if all the cells in his body were screaming to tell him to retreat immediately. However, Wang Baole still gritted his teeth and grabbed the emperor's armor with his right hand again. Lifting it up, the cultivation within the body exploded again, wanting to punch out a second time!
But it was still too late... In fact, the punch that Wang Baole landed just now seemed to hit Taoist Youran's head, but he knew very well that the moment his punch was just an inch away from landing, Taoist Youran's head, Actually collapsed!
Therefore, this was not a blow by him, but Taoist Youran's self-destruction! !
Obviously at this critical moment, Taoist Youran, who had no time to wake up, chose to self-destruct physically in order to resolve the crisis, or to be precise, he chose to self-destruct in the body of the Taoist palace he was inhabiting!
Using the power of self-destruction, he forcibly resisted Wang Baole's punch, which partially resolved the crisis. However, Wang Baole still injured Taoist Youran. The cleverness of his flying sword was beyond Taoist Youran's expectation. Regardless of whether he He never expected that a flying sword would shoot out from the cicada chrysalis at this critical moment.
So... although he used his body to self-destruct to resist Wang Baole's fist, the flying sword that penetrated the Dantian from behind still injured Taoist Youran.
It's just... Although this kind of injury is not serious for Taoist Youran, it is obviously not enough for Wang Baole. Almost at the moment when he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart and was about to punch again, the bloody Taoist Youran... Three sarcomas appeared directly on his head where he blew himself up!
Among these three sarcomas, the two on the left and right have no visible facial features, as if all the flesh and blood have been kneaded together. They are ugly and shocking at the same time. The sarcoma in the middle, although better, can see a pair of eyes. There is no skin and only bones left in the mouth, but it is even more ferocious.
This is where Taoist Youran's body lies. At the moment when these three tumors appeared, four extra arms burst out from Taoist Youran's Taoist body. One arm grasped directly at lightning speed. Wang Baole's flying sword was blocked, and the other arms suddenly pressed towards Wang Baole at this moment!
A burst of destructive power from the spiritual cultivation suddenly rose at this moment, forming a storm that seemed to be able to crush everything, and crashed directly towards Wang Baole.
From a distance, the storm looked more like a round sphere surrounded by black energy. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to the size of Wang Baole's Zhuduo Emperor Armor, as if it was about to swallow it directly.
At the critical moment, Wang Baole's mind was buzzing, and his mind went blank. He had no extra thoughts, and he didn't dare to have them, because once he had them, his instinct would make him immediately choose to exchange places with his clone.
But in this way, it just delays the time of death. Even this delay may not be too long, only about tens of breaths at most. Once this happens, the teleportation distance is lost. If possible, Taoist Youran can reverse his plan back on the deviated path.
So... Wang Baole's eyes were already red at this moment. The storm filled with destruction even made his imperial armor be torn apart, and even his body seemed to be exploded by a strong squeeze, but he still roared and roared again. Developed a secret method that was damaging to oneself!
This secret technique is to reverse the absorption of spiritual fat from the whole body. If it were any other time, Wang Baole would not have used it twice in a short period of time, but now he could not care so much. At this moment, the fat all over his body was shaking as he roared, almost In the blink of an eye, almost all the spiritual fat on his body disappeared in an instant as if it was burned instantly. It burst out from his body and merged into the imperial armor. At the same time, he retracted the fist he wanted to punch and raised his other arm. Get up and block it with your arms!
Almost at the moment he blocked it, the storm ball formed by the black mist suddenly came over, like a raging wave crashing on the shore, and crashed past Wang Baole. In the full explosion of overwhelming power, Wang Baole's imperial armor appeared more visible to the naked eye. There were many cracks until he lasted for almost a breath. As Wang Baole's imperial armor suddenly shattered, the inner armor on Wang Baole's body also collapsed and exploded. Blood spurted out and his body was rolled back, but... blocked the blow. !
Although the Imperial Armor was more than half broken, and the inner armor completely collapsed, and the body was seriously injured, on the one hand, the burst of spiritual energy under Wang Baole's secret method, and on the other hand, was the power of the Imperial Armor's divine weapon's right hand, coupled with the Taoist Youran. He was also injured by the flying sword, and the hasty counterattack itself did not reach his strongest strength.
All of this caused Wang Baole to fly upside down and land on his suit in the center of the lake. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and he was not killed. But now he has obviously lost the ability to fight again. The choice before him , it seems that the only way to survive is to exchange with the clone!
After all, the gap between the two of them is too big, but Wang Baole has been able to persist until now, and even forced Youran Daogong's body to self-destruct, and was even injured by a flying sword. All of this... If word spread, it would definitely make people extremely shocked and unbelievable!
Therefore, for Taoist Youran, his current anger has already reached the sky, almost drowning his reason. It is really unimaginable that his plan was interrupted by Wang Baole, and two more arms were absorbed into the death suit, and it was also destroyed. His physical body in the Dao Palace had even hurt him. All of this made Taoist Youran wake up completely at this moment. The anger in his eyes seemed to have turned into substance. He roared towards Wang Baole and grabbed him instantly.
"Wang Baole, I won't let you die so easily. I will pull out your soul and let you see the destruction of your low-energy civilization with your own eyes. Let you..." Taoist Youran came to arrest him. As soon as he said this, he At this moment, Wang Baole, who was panting and still unable to control the flow of blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly spoke in a sharp voice.
"How dare you kill me!!"
"My senior brother is Chen Qingzi, the first god king of the Weiyang tribe, and I am his only junior brother. If you dare to kill me, my senior brother will definitely not let you go. You will be dead if you go to poverty and fall into hell!!"
Wang Baole's voice was sharp. He didn't even need to be deliberate, nor did he need to imagine the second and third generations he had killed who threatened them before they died. It was as if he had such an instinct hidden in his bones, and he spoke at this moment. There was no hint of disobedience in the words, but they were smooth and smooth.
"Youran, I'm here for the bullshit experience that my senior brother said. Damn it, I have such an identity and background that can crush you to death, but I was beaten by you. Damn it, now I don't want to play anymore. I'm the only one." The dignified junior brother of the God King, I will fight you to the death with my head whipped out!!"
(End of chapter)