The blue aura in the center of the field expansion also burned more and more violently, and Wu Huan's figure loomed in the roar of the beast, if someone took a closer look now, they would find that the armor on Wu Huan's body was changing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Thin marks appeared on the smooth armor, the shape of the helmet changed from a distance, it looked like a huge lion's head, and the whole body armor appeared like a lion's sideburns, and the more vigorous the blue aura was, the more obvious the lion features appeared on the armor.

With the help of the secret technique passed on by the illusory world, the true yuan of Wuhuan temporarily hit the realm of perfection, the soul, and the true yuan finally reached the minimum requirements for the complete use of the military world, and the endless spirit soldiers emerged to stir the vitality of heaven and earth, and the figures emerged more and more condensed, and the battle intent in the eyes was endless, and the evil aura was shocking, at this moment, no one would think that this was the condensation of the true yuan, these are the ancients who exist in history, and they were reborn by the borrowed soldiers of Wuhuan.

"What if there are many people, these are just phantoms, you are only one person after all!" Yao snorted coldly, because from above, it seemed that there were no less than a thousand figures in the hundreds of zhang realm, Yao knew that Wu Huan had this kind of strange trick and even saw the image of Wu Huan fighting the Tiger Emperor, he didn't think that with these people, he could deal with the ultimate battle formation that he had gathered a thousand people.

"Teach you a good one, that's not how the battle formation is used!" Wu Huan, who felt completely covered by a pair of lion armor, looked at Yao and shouted, and suddenly the endless battle qi surged out from those phantom figures and gathered behind Wu Huan, faintly in the battle qi, there were countless figures roaring, and bursts of roars came, and at this time, the fist mark arrived.

"Battle spirit, disperse!" Wu Huan used the immortal battle intent deep in the soul of these soldiers as a medium to communicate the battle intent of heaven and earth, and now he can drive away the battle spirit mixed around the battle spirit and only take the source, and suddenly the rolling war spirit dissipated, and most of it left behind the battle intent that made people's blood boil.

"It's been a long time since I've used 'Ba Lingxiao', let me see how strong the battle intent gathered under the complete military realm is!" Wu Huan clenched his fists, and the iron fists under the arm armor that had begun to become beastly clenched and rolled battle intent gathered and dispersed, and at this moment, a lion's roar exploded in Wu Huan's ears, and the battle skills that were about to be released immediately changed, and Yao only felt that a monstrous domineering aura was rising.

"Beast Emperor Fist!" Like a roar and a lion's roar, Wu Huan punched out, a huge mountain-like lion phantom flashed, roared out, and pounced towards the fist print.

A mountain-like fist print and a mountain-like giant beast, the impact of the collision of the two is simply like the sky and the earth cracking, the earth that is stronger than steel cracks the ravines, the mountains and rocks roll down on the mountains and mountains, and the nearest circle of mountains near the battlefield is even more mountains and cracks, and the rolling evil qi attracts the four mountains to force together, and the mountains and mountains are like the end of the world.

"How is that possible!" Yao felt that his right fist was completely like a bombardment on an immortal sacred mountain, the surging force of the indestructible mountain, and it was difficult for him to continue to blast down this punch, because the road ahead was broken.

"Is this your unwillingness!" Wu Huan has always maintained the posture of punching, that punch is not what he wants to come out but the deepest desire in the heart of the lion attached to the armor, the main soul of this lion soul body must come from the vein of the fierce beast lion, in the deepest part of his consciousness may even be fighting before death, this punch is full of the lion's determination and unyielding, fighting for the beast god for the race Although he still has no regrets, Wu Huan felt the fist intent of this punch, and he forgot to be obsessed with it very deeply.

The Beast Emperor Fist has seen that Rhine has used it many times, and he has a deep experience, but his own punch is more pure than Rhine's, the Emperor of the Beast is fearless and indomitable, this punch is more extensive than Rhine's.

"Legend has it that the beast god only has one punch, he passed this punch to the entire fierce beast lineage, the beast king fist, the beast king fist, and the war beast fist are all refinements of the beast god's punch, this lion died in the mythical war period, the artistic conception of this punch is closer to the beast god's punch than the fierce beast fighting skills of later generations, understand it well, maybe you can get a glimpse of the true meaning of the beast god fist!"

Wu Huan didn't have time to respond to the words of the illusory world, because he was already doing it, the virtual realm involved in the beast god being made a perfect cultivator was definitely beyond Wu Huan's imagination, this punch Wu Huan was driven by battle intent, and the battle intent fusion of thousands of phantoms was only a square mile, and the battle qi gathered by Yao was overwhelming, but just such a little battle intent was desperately pressed by Yao's fist strength and could not advance an inch in quality, not a little bit.

The artistic conception of this punch is very vast, it is impossible to comprehend it instantly, but there is something to gain, the beast walks in the wild, there are no taboos, the arrogant domineering spirit and the fist intent of the beast emperor complement each other, and promote the combat skills with the idea of virtual realm, perhaps this is the pinnacle of combat skills.

Yao is very hard and embarrassed, but it is difficult to reverse his disadvantage under the continuous supply of battle qi from the large army of the Yu clan behind him, Wu Huan's fist strength is strange, this is Yao's most intuitive feeling, obviously the heaven and earth vitality contained is not much, but it is extremely tough and indelible, that kind of power Yao has never seen, but it is like a fire that burns his power clean, blazing makes him unconsciously reminded him of that Ye Ge, the same weird power is as tricky, maybe that person is right Wu Huan in front of him and that Ye Ge is not something he can deal with.

"Heaven and earth killing intent, ceaseless battle intent, what kind of power is this!" Yao didn't want to admit it, but he had to say that the power he was facing was qualitatively superior to the power of chaos that he was proud of.

"Roar, lion!" Wu Huan, who retreated from the Beast Emperor's fist, let out a low shout, and suddenly a more and more arrogant and domineering spirit erupted from Wu Huan's body, and the strength of the Beast Emperor's fist increased by several points again with a roar of the lion, and the lion's phantom exploded Yao's fist strength against the current and rushed into the entire Yu Clan's army, and the huge explosion sounded Countless figures fell from the sky, and the battle skills proved to be a very wonderful road.

A huge mushroom cloud was slowly dissipating in the entire sky, and a group of feather clans were scattered between the mountains for hundreds of miles in all directions, and Yao's combat power was not blown out far, but he knew that only thirty percent of the people who could survive such a huge explosion.

Looking at Wu Huanyao, who slowly put away the realm, he knew that he had lost this time, and he had lost very completely.

"True Emperor Realm!" Yao left, almost gritting his teeth and leaving, this is the Ten Thousand Soldiers Ridge has lost the protection of the battle array, except for him who has a Horcrux protector, a few elites can walk out of this area.

Don't forget that these Feather Clan elites have supplies loaded from Base Seven, they are dead but the storage bags are still there, and a few years later, there is a legend among the interstellar tribes that there is a treasure in the Ten Thousand Soldiers Ridge.

The realm put away the blue aura and slowly dissipated to reveal the Wuhuan inside, and as soon as the true self armor was closed, Wuhuan almost knelt on his feet, and the sequelae of the forcible ascension was that most of the soul power of the true yuan was consumed, and the soul body that fused the hundred battles and his own consciousness was also illusory for a while, and he was almost knocked off the level.

So Wuhuan is as easy as Yao estimated, and Yao is much better than Wuhuan in terms of injuries.

The reinforcements of the Bingfeng Army arrived at Luo Shengyi, the leader of the team, three days later, and the leaders of the major legions such as Chopping Dao began to delegate power and began to attack the realm of the ground one by one, so the first commander was the reserve corps commander, and sending Luo Shengyi to come out shows the importance of this matter.

"The spatial coordinates have been locked by this disc, and the seventh base will be opened when the disc is cracked, and I still need to stay here for retreat!" Wu Huan gave the disc to Luo Shengyi, saying that he couldn't go back for the time being.

"Soul Nirvana Great Perfection, the time for you to set foot in the True Emperor is much faster than I expected!" Luo Shengyi smiled, it could be said that he watched Wuhuan step by step from the middle level of the self to the realm of the True Emperor.

"It's just a fluke, it's almost gone!" "Wu Huan knew how miserable he was, he was almost stillborn in the transformation of the soul silver moon, and if he did it again, Wu Huan didn't dare to guarantee whether he would succeed.

Luo Shengyi left with the large army, Wu Huan turned around and walked towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Ridge, this cultivation goal has not yet been completed, and Wu Huan needs to continue to complete it.

Three years later, Wuhuan walked out of this battlefield and returned to the garrison of the Bingfeng Army on a spaceship, and three days later Wuhuan flew into the 100,000 mountains on a spaceship again.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect to come so early!" It was still An Rong who greeted Wu Huan's arrival, and the entire hunting ground was still deserted.

"I'm going to bother you again!" Wu Huan smiled and greeted An Rong with one hand, signaling Wu Huan to come with him.

"The first time I saw you coming, I knew you would come again, the room has always been the one you live in, by the way, Huan Zheng and they are also there, they were looking forward to fighting you in your battle back then!" An Rong said as he walked.

"How many people are there in the hunting ground now?" asked Wu Huan.

"There are only thirty true emperor-level people in the entire Bingfeng City, and fifteen people are stationed in the Bingfeng Army, deducting some of the hunting grounds at this time when you go out to travel, plus you are only a hand!" An Rong said.

An Rong took Wuhuan to the room where Wuhuan lived before and gave some permissions to Wuhuan as well, after all, Wuhuan was only a puppet emperor before and was not qualified to get these permissions, but now it is obviously different.

"Hahaha, Anrong, come and see what I found!" Just as Wu Huan was tidying up his things, a hearty laugh came from afar, and this voice Wu Huan sounded familiar, not Huan Zheng, but who it was.

"Hey, there's a new person coming!" There are only a few houses and a few people in the whole valley, and it is too obvious that there is one more person and one person less.

"Huan Zheng, long time no see!" Wu Huan opened the door just in time to see Huan Zheng coming.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be you kid!" Huan Zheng was very excited to see Wuhuan and laughed, "You kid has also set foot in the real emperor, come and wait, let's have a good exchange!" Huan Zheng is very hearty and is naturally close to Wu Huan, who is also an old acquaintance.

"Okay, you finish your own work first!" Wu Huan smiled slightly, and at the same time, he also noticed that there were several more figures walking towards this side, this should be those true emperors.