Chapter 152: The Great Perfection of Nirvana
"Damn, isn't it okay?" Whoever dares to rush through the level while facing the enemy is not happy, at this moment he still hasn't let the hundred battles stop, because he is still a little short of exhaustion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"As a sign of respect for the strong, leave your last words, Wu Huan!" Yao raised his right hand and the endless battle qi gathered together, and a lightsaber gathered out, and the rolling vitality churned around the lightsaber.
"The villain died from talking too much, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson yet!" Wu Huan was lying on the ground in a big shape, looking up at Yao and teasing, looking at Yao and teasing, completely indifferent.
"As a strong man, I have respect, but I can't respect you!" The victor's tone was full of momentum, and Yao accelerated the convergence of the battle qi in his hands while talking nonsense with Wu Huan, and he was not ready to give Wu Huan a chance to turn over.
"It's a pity!" Wu Huan teased, but the light in his eyes was dim and excessive, and the silver moon in the sea of knowledge had turned into a dark star at this time, and only a trace of gray light was struggling.
"Last fight!" With a low roar, all the evil qi in Bai Zhan's hand was released, and the silver moon was completely turned into a dark star at this time, without a trace of light.
"The desire to survive bursts out of endless possibilities, put it to death, and then give birth to every true emperor needs to go through this level!" This process, Phantom Shiyuan did not intervene once, because he knew that this was a battle that belonged to Wuhuan alone, and no one could help him.
"What does it feel like to die!" Wu Huan lay on the ground weakly, knowing that the silver moon in the sea was completely dark, and the blow of Yao was ready to go, and the breath of death was unprecedentedly rich and separated from Wu Huan.
"Goodbye, Wu Huan!" Finally, Yao Yao slashed down the majestic sword light and broke the space, this sword sword was only three zhang, but the extremely condensed space could not withstand its edge.
"Battle intent, rise!" At the same time, a silver-white sword no more than three inches appeared between the fingers of the hundred battles in the sea of knowledge, and the small sword turned into a streamer of light, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the dark silver moon in the sky.
I don't know how long it took for the sword to be only three feet away from Wu Huan in reality, and under the pressure of the sword, Wu Huan's armor was overwhelmed, and there was a "click" sound of gold and iron, and Wu Huan himself was a sword mang, and blood spurted out directly, and there was no possibility of turning the tables in this situation.
"A thought of eternity, it seems that the kid still has to make a move at the last moment!" "Phantom Shiyuan has always been paying attention to everything about the sea and reality, and he is sure that he will take Wuhuan away at the last moment, but now the time has not yet come.
And at this moment, a little silver light came out of the pitch-black silver moon, and this silver light became brighter and brighter, the spark of the stars could burn the plain, and the darkness on the entire dark star was instantly dispelled like water, representing the darkness of the negative breath such as evil spirit, and the brilliance of the sun shrouded the silver moon again, at this time, the silver moon was like a hungry ghost who had been hungry for three days to see food, and the silver moon was like a hungry ghost who had been hungry for three days to see food, and the silver moon was shrouded in a golden ocean, and the change of the silver moon that was full of food really began.
The more light absorbed, the smaller the volume of the silver moon became, and when a silver moon that was enough to envelop the entire Burial Soldier Peak became only the size of a grinding plate, a cracking sound came from above, and a shocking sound announced the beginning of Wu Huan's soul nirvana.
Click!
A small arm blasted out from within the full moon and smashed the silver moon's body.
Click!
Another fist burst out, and the two holes joined together, and a large gap appeared, revealing the small person inside.
The villain squeezed out with his arms propped up, the silver moon at this moment couldn't fit him at all, and now the villain was like a dragon that was breaking out of its shell, and no one could help him but come out on his own.
Click!
Click!
Click!
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The cracking sound became more and more dense, and pieces of silver moon fragments fell, and when the silver moon disappeared in the sky, a villain composed of pure mercury stood on top of the sky and looked down at the starry sky.
I saw that this villain beckoned, countless silver lights flew from all directions and submerged into his body, this is a fragment of the silver moon, and it is also the crystallization of the purest soul power, and the villain will naturally not let go.
"How can you come to Nirvana without experiencing death, the last trace of the evil qi of the warrior beast, the soul of the soldier, and the burial soldier peak will eat back and stimulate the intention of survival with the will of war, although it is a dangerous move of the soldiers, it is the biggest plan to grasp, and now you have the qualification to die and the soul is immortal!" Phantom Shiyuan appeared behind the villain and whispered.
"No, there is still one step to be completed!" the villain looked at the illusory world, and fell directly down, descended on the top of the Funeral Soldier Peak, looked at Bai Zhan, and then walked out in one step.
"Let's start!" Bai Zhan knew what to do, and he raised his feet and left, the two figures slowly approached until they coincided, and when a burst of silver light flashed, there was only one figure on the top of the funeral peak, and Bai Zhan was gone, and the villain was gone, and there was only one Wuhuan.
"Is there a unity of internal will!" Phantom Shiyuan's eyes rolled and he knew what Wu Huan was doing.
"Now, it's time to fight back, little ones, roar!" Wu Huan stretched out his arms at the top of the Burial Soldier Peak and responded to the roar of the endless beast and the roar of ten thousand soldiers, and countless big stars in the sky suddenly brightened, and a completely different and more vast and mysterious soul power swept through the starry sky, and Wu Huan officially stepped into the peak of the soul realm, the Great Perfection of Nirvana, the realm of the True Emperor!
In reality, when the sword was only half an inch away from Wu Huan, a vast soul power swept out, and suddenly the sword froze and paused for a moment, and then collapsed, Wu Huan slowly got up and stretched a big lazy waist, it was not easy, and he almost hung up!
Looking at Wu Huanyao, who stood up again, the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted frantically, and the wave that swept by just now was soul power, vast and mysterious, and a feeling of perfection came to his face, this is the soul power of Nirvana's great perfection.
"True Emperor!" Yao affirmed this fact in disbelief, a person who had been crushed by himself had actually upgraded and had risen to one of the most difficult soul realms to advance.
"I deserve a lot of credit for your work here!" said Woo laughed.
"You're welcome, I'll let the good people do it to the end to send you to complete annihilation!" Yao's mentality adjusted quickly, and almost at the same time, a trace of gray mist rose on him, and the formation of the entire Feather Clan army behind him suddenly changed, and the large group of Feather Clan flew straight into the sky and divided into two parts, and at the same time, the black and white cyclone reappeared and Yao opened his domain.
"Chaos Battle Array!" With Yao's low roar, part of the Feather Clan entered the dark cyclone, and the other half of the Feather Clan entered the light, and Yao showed the last hole card by fusing his own domain with a large army.
"You didn't have a chance to see this move, but now you have this qualification!" Yao's expression was solemn, this move was already the final battle skill of the entire Feather Clan Legion, once the Wing Clan Saint Laurent sisters teamed up to simulate a similar battle formation, but obviously Yao was more perfect and powerful.
"The soul realm is enough, but it's a pity that Zhenyuan is still a little bit behind!" Wu Huan looked at Yao's battle array a little depressed, because the military realm that could compete with the battle array still lacked a short board.
"Boy, I have a trick that you can't learn!" "Zhihai Inner Phantom World Yuan looked at Wuhuan Dao with a mysterious expression.
"Oh, let's hear it!" Wu Huan looked at Phantom World Yuan and said curiously.
"Feel it yourself!" I saw Phantom Shiyuan point out a light and submerged into Wu Huan's body.
Wuhuan closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then opened his eyes and asked, "Can soul power really be transferred to the true element?"
"Just think about the power of the beast god and you'll understand!" Phantom Shiyuan smiled mysteriously.
"It's really interesting!" "There is no joy in the sea of knowledge, the soul power stirs the entire Burial Soldier Peak, and the surrounding thousands of soldiers and ridges are all in unison, and the warrior beasts living on the top of the mountain range seem to feel something, and they all look up to the sky and roar.
"It's you!" Wu Huan pointed to one of the ridges, on which the lion roared.
"Roar, lion!" In reality, Wu Huan suddenly roared in the face of Yao's big move, and almost at the same time, an earth-shattering lion roar suddenly sounded, and the mountains trembled, only to see a blue lion phantom appear behind Wu Huan, as high as a hundred feet, and after roaring in the sky, the whole body was submerged into Wu Huan's body, and at the same time, a blue flame completely enveloped Wu Huan.
"What is this?" Rao is dazzling world, but he couldn't see what happened to Wu Huan clearly at this time, the beast soul warrior didn't have that kind of unique ferocious aura, and the combat skills didn't play, even if the combat skills were illusory, they didn't have any lethality.
"Old ghost, your uncle's!" Wu Huan felt that he was burning, not his body was burning, but the entire sea of knowledge was burning, and the Nirvana Great Perfection realm that had just been promoted couldn't suppress the sudden blowout of soul power in the sea of knowledge, no wonder the Phantom World Yuan would teach himself this trick at this time, if he knew it before, he couldn't use it, and the realm was not enough to know the sea and it would be exploded.
Wu Huan, who was turned into a light by a lion in the sea of consciousness and rushed into his body, sensed that the two souls in his body were converging, not fusing but resonating, and the closer the frequency of the soul was released, the more terrifying the soul power that escaped the closer it was.
In reality, Wu Huan felt a surging and mysterious power from the center of his eyebrows straight down to his dantian, as soon as Zhen Yuan touched this power, the whole was boiling, as if adding fuel to the fire, and in an instant, Wu Huan felt that his true Yuan quality was raised again, and he had already purified Zhen Yuan ninety percent so one step further...... Perfectly purified!
"True Yuan Great Perfection, what the hell is going on?" Yao couldn't understand the last minute, Wu Huan had just had a great consummation of the soul, and now the True Yuan was also Great Consummation, it was impossible for a True Emperor to complete all of this in such a short time, and now he only knew that there were more variables if he didn't make a move.
"Fist of Heaven!" "Fist of Heaven!" The battle qi mixed with the power of endless chaos continued to sink into Yao's right fist, and with a loud shout, a huge fist mark as bright as crystal was shot out by Yao, and the edge of the fist mark was black, which was the space that was destroyed by the fist mark.
"Soldiers...... Open!" The low shout was like a lion's roar, and the change of Wu Huan continued, but it did not prevent him from using his combat skills, and in the blink of an eye, the dark golden realm expanded to hundreds of zhang in a square circle, and countless spirit soldiers were taking shape, and in the blue aura, Wu Huan looked up at the fist marks that fell from the sky.