Thunder God War Shadow is already one of Zi Xiaoran's strongest supporters.
Now being hit by Yang Wu's punch, Zi Xiaoran flew hundreds of feet away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath shrank rapidly.
"Failed." The onlookers exclaimed in their hearts.
In their opinion, Zi Xiaoran had no chance of turning around.
Ancestor Zixiao also did not expect that Zi Xiaoran would be defeated by Yang Wu, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The nobles in the God Realm are so unreliable, they have brought shame on me, Zixiao Palace."
Zi Yuyue, who was in restraint, burst into tears and said: "I knew my husband could win, he is invincible."
She was happy for Yang Wu in her heart. She could finally see Yang Wu.
Xiang Dingtian smiled and said to Patriarch Zixiao: "Can we call people out?"
Before Ancestor Zi Xiao could respond, Zi Xiaoran's voice rang out again: "I'm not defeated yet."
He bounced up, covered his heart and stared at Yang Wu, saying: "I never thought that there is such a genius like you in the human world. You are also qualified to be our young master's follower. If you are willing to defect to my young master and stop talking to each other for a month, Miss, I can give you a chance to take you to the God Realm."
After everyone heard Zi Xiaoran's words, they were all shocked. He actually threw out a bait to enter the divine realm, which was too tempting.
If he throws this bait to others, I don’t know how many Tongtian strong men will kneel down and beg to grab it.
Entering the God Realm requires a high price, and people from the God Realm also have to pay a high price to come to the Lower Realm. Every quota is extremely precious, and not everyone who wants it can get it.
Will Yang Wu agree
"God Realm? One day I will fight there myself. Why do I need your food?" Yang Wu responded domineeringly.
"Do you know where the God Realm is? There are caves and blessed places for cultivation everywhere. It is the cultivation palace that all living beings yearn for. Every living being can have a long life, and even after becoming an immortal, he can live as long as the heavens. You Do you still want to give up?" Zi Xiaoran continued to seduce.
"Who can't draw cakes? No matter how beautiful the place is, it doesn't matter to me if I can't be the master. I don't care." Yang Wu said without extravagant expectations.
"Then I will have to send you to death myself." After Zi Xiaoran said harshly, a mysterious armor with extremely shining light appeared on his body.
Level 1 Purple God Armor.
This is a complete set of divine armor, which is extremely exquisitely crafted. It is placed on Zi Xiaoran's body and makes him look as perfect as the descending of heavenly soldiers and generals.
At the same time, Zi Xiaoran's aura was rising steadily, and he suddenly entered the god-level realm. Thunder after thunder landed around him, causing an extremely shocking impact.
Everyone was shocked.
Can this set of divine armor help people reach the divine level
Yes, this level of purple god armor can help Zi Xiaoran gain first-level god-level combat power.
This is an extremely precious set of divine armor. Even in the God Realm, it would cost a lot of divine stones to purchase it.
This is Zi Xiaoran's last and strongest trump card.
"Big! Big! Big!" Zi Xiaoran also shouted, and his body grew larger, reaching the fifty-foot holy body. It still looked smaller in front of Yang Wu, but the gap was not that big.
If it was the difference between adults and babies, now it is the difference between adults and children.
The set of purple divine armor on Zi Xiaoran's body was not exploded, but was resilient and could grow bigger as his body grew. It was really magical.
Yang Wu didn't wait for Zi Xiaoran to get enough strength, then raised his hand to kill Zi Xiaoran.
The domineering divine palm.
Yang Wu didn't hold any more strength, and a fire palm carried the firepower of Lan Yaoji, forming a sea of fire and suppressing Zi Xiaoran.
Zi Xiaoran was so powerful that he roared: "Your current strength no longer puts any pressure on me. Explode for me!"
Zi Xiaoran punched out, and the huge purple thunder fist surged up and exploded directly into the sea of fire, exploding the sea of fire.
The power of lightning and fire splashed everywhere, and the white clouds turned into nothing, forming a void.
The Purple Thunder Fist was still charging towards Yang Wu's vitals like a dragon.
Yang Wu formed a Xuanwu battle armor on his body and used his energy to remove the power of the punch, but his body was still beaten back more than ten feet, which showed that the opponent's strength had improved a lot.
After Zi Xiaoran succeeded with one move, he struck again, punching one after another, forming a boxing zone, blocking all Yang Wu's escape routes. Each punch carried the power of a thunderbolt that was like a thunder bomb, making it difficult for anyone to resist.
Yang Wu went on the defensive, judging Zi Xiaoran's attack, but still couldn't enter a complete blockade. He was continuously bombarded, and the Xuanwu armor also appeared cracked. Bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked injured. Not light.
After the opponent put on this set of divine armor, his strength improved too much.
"Come on, let the storm come more violently." Yang Wu gave himself a breath, channeled the power of the stars, and tried his best to collide with Zi Xiaoran.
Only under pressure will he become more courageous and accelerate the possibility of breakthrough.
Yang Wu remained calm despite being bombarded. This was due to the combat experience he had accumulated over the years.
puff! puff!
Yang Wu's huge figure continued to fall back, his armor completely disintegrated, and his aura began to shrink.
The eyelids of Xiang Dingtian, Miao Xuanqi, Yang Hanlin and others were twitching, and they all felt that something was wrong with Yang Wu.
Once Yang Wu is in danger, they will definitely rush to save him with all their strength.
The people in Zixiao Palace breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was normal for Zi Xiaoran to have such fighting power. Even with the help of external forces, it was a symbol of his heritage.
"So what about the Dacheng Holy Body? It's nothing in front of me. If you dare to despise me, if you dare to despise the God Realm, it's time for you, an ignorant bastard, to get on your way." Zi Xiaoran roared, his body like a dragon and snake swimming away. , the Purple God Fist became more and more violent, forming a boundless thunder fist field that exploded crazily on Yang Wu's body.
Yang Wu was never one to sit still and wait for death. The profound energy in his body circulated all over the sky. The power of his Dantian was like a volcano erupting. The profound energy in his meridians surged like a torrent. The power of the stars nine days away fell down one after another, forming a With a storm of holy energy, he shouted: "You have divine armor, I have divine weapons, who is stronger and who is weaker, this move will tell you at first sight!"
Yang Wu took out the Big Dipper Sword, and the sword power of Swallowing Stars increased greatly, and the sword energy all over the sky appeared, as if even the galaxy could be completely wiped out.
The thunder fist domain and the sword energy collided fiercely, causing waves of fierce sparks to splash out.
Boom boom!
The sound of explosions became louder and louder, forcing the people around to retreat again and again. They stared closely at the battlefield to see who would be the better
This battle is really exciting.
No matter who wins, there will be a lot of attention.
Yang Wu fell down.
His huge figure was shrinking, and there were fist marks one after another on his body. Dacheng's holy body was almost exploded, and cracks appeared. It was really miserable.
People who cared about Yang Wu raised their eyebrows.
Xiang Dingtian took action immediately and wanted to rescue Yang Wu.
Ancestor Zixiao's true form appeared and stopped in front of Xiang Dingtian: "Xiang Dingtian, don't be anxious, let's see the final result."
"Get out of here." Xiang Dingtian became anxious. He roared angrily and took out a torrent of fire palm prints, trying to force Ancestor Zixiao away.
When Zixiao Ancestor's true form appeared, he would no longer be afraid of Xiang Dingtian and blocked Xiang Dingtian's palm forcefully.
At the same time, some god-level creatures such as Miao Xuanqi and Yang Hanlin also moved, and they were preparing to save Yang Wu.
Even if Yang Wu loses this battle, he has shown his supreme potential. He absolutely cannot die.
The god-level creatures in Zixiao Palace also moved one after another. They did not want Yang Wu to survive.
Just when the god-level battle was about to begin, Zi Xiaoran also fell.
The divine armor on Zi Xiaoran's body shattered directly, and there was a terrible sword mark on his body. His whole body was almost cut in half with one sword. The shocking sword mark was so terrifying. This sword was more deadly than the fist mark on Yang Wu's body. .
All the creatures gasped when they saw this scene.
Who wins and who loses
"I won't die, I won't die." Zi Xiaoran murmured in panic, and the divine liquid entered his body and began to recover from his injuries.
Sure enough, his terrible sword mark began to heal, and his life was saved.
"Haha, you bastard from the lower world, you know you regret it now." Zi Xiaoran laughed wildly as soon as he recovered a little.
He had lost 70% to 80% of his strength just now, and he was still hanging with only one breath. After being replenished by the divine liquid, he became arrogant again. The look of a villain who succeeded was really disgusting.
"Really? I think it's you who regrets it." Yang Wu, who had fallen down, suddenly bounced up from the ground, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing. A soul shadow emerged, covering the world, like a true god descending, destroying Zi Xiaoran's body. The momentum was directly suppressed.
puff!
Zi Xiaoran spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
This is Yang Wu's soul, which can be compared with a god-level powerhouse.
This is just Yang Wu's momentum, the real killing move is yet to come.
The magic shadow needle flew out and shot directly into Zi Xiaoran's mind.
Zi Xiaoran no longer had the ability to hide, but his armor blocked the fatal blow for him.
Zi Xiaoran was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He shouted: "Zi Jin, go and kill him."
The purple-gold-eyed beast rushed out from a short distance away, opening its mouth wide to devour Yang Wu.
This is Zi Xiaoran's mount and it has been participating in the war. It is not against the rules for him to enter.
"I'll see how you die this time." Zi Xiaoran thought to himself.
"Xiaoman ate him." Yang Wu shouted, and a vine sprang out from his arm, and then ten thousand vines simultaneously bound the purple-gold-eyed beast.
The purple-gold-eyed beast came in too hasty, and when he discovered the vines, it was already too late. He was tied by the vines, and then countless vines completely tied him up. The last holy flower appeared and made him despair.
"Mantra evil flower!"
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