Chapter 831: Evolution of Racial Talent (2)
At that time, when the battle howl was released in the Demon Control Pass, Wen Yiming didn't notice it, because without the blessing of the dragon and tiger's forbidden anger, the effect was not obvious.
And at this moment, the lost martial cultivator who was shocked by the shock wave in front of him, and there was a tremor from the soul in his frightened expression, only the twelve gods of war were slightly stable, and it was estimated that it was because of the gap in cultivation.
That's right, it's a shudder.
Thunder Roar's new feature, Shiver!
To add courage to your own side, all the enemies who are reverberated by the shock wave will have a demon-like fear from the heart, and the martial cultivators of the same level cannot compete, and the martial cultivators who are lower than their own cultivation will even be shocked by the spirit, and those with weak minds will even lose control and flee the battlefield.
The scene in front of him was like this, although Wen Yiming's cultivation was the lowest, but the thunderous roar of hundreds of Martial Saints and the thunder roar of the three God of War was so shocking.
Although countless Lost Martial Cultivators did not scream and run away at that moment, the panic in their eyes completely exposed the collapse of their inner defenses.
Even the twelve gods of war twitched the corners of their eyes, and the true yuan big hand released was significantly reduced.
The lost leader of the god of war, the negative impact of the punishment of the boundary force in his body, the attack released almost instantly reduced the lethality by half.
'Boom ——!'
The thunderous roar resounded in the sky, and the surrounding stone forests collapsed countless times, and the dust rose into the sky, like a rising mushroom cloud, which lasted for a long time.
"Roar!"
The morale of the martial arts cultivators of the Demon Control Pass soared, and his red eyes looked like a violent beast.
With focus and sharing, they immediately sensed that in just the first wave of confrontation, the five gods of war on the opposite side of the second layer all exploded and died.
This is still under the aftermath, and the leader of the fourth layer of the God of War, who was locked by Yu Hong and the three of them, was directly shocked to death due to insufficient attack and defense when he landed in the second layer of the God of War.
The remaining six third-layer martial cultivators of the God of War flew upside down for nearly a thousand meters, and the Lost Martial Saints along the way were killed and injured countless times.
Even Yu Hong and the three of them didn't expect that under Wen Yiming's full strength, their combat power was already comparable to the late stage of the fourth layer of the God of War, and the suppressed depression that had accumulated for thousands of years exploded at this moment, which could be described as a great hand of True Yuan blasting out the desire and grievance of the ancestors of the past dynasties for freedom.
The blood mist covered the earthquake, and the fifteen victorious bombardments were earth-shattering, and Wen Yiming, as the initiator, was also the first time to feel the battle between the gods of war.
"Elder Yu, you rest, everyone, follow me to kill and annihilate in one fell swoop!" A Martial Saint named Xue Kun raised his arms and shouted, leading the Martial Saint to charge in one go, without any tactics at all, all kinds of martial arts, sword winds, and sword qi bombarded indiscriminately.
Twenty Martial Saints who are equivalent to half-step God of War, hundreds of groups whose strength has reached the peak of Martial Saints in the increase, the momentum of covering up is unstoppable, and the momentum is like a bamboo.
After killing the six third-layer martial cultivators of the God of War, Yu Hong and the three returned to Wen Yiming's side, their expressions were as excited as the hens that laid eggs, their faces were flushed, their eyes were shining, and their battle spirit could not be lowered at all.
Wen Yiming waved his hand and sprinkled the Holy Light Technique, and the three of them were in the front just now, but they were actually not lightly injured in a wave of fighting.
Yu Hong felt the nourishment of the power of warmth, and even the previous dark diseases were being cleared, his eyes were surprised, and he said secretly, this instructor is young, but the means are endless, the more he understands, the more he doesn't understand.
Wang Yu and Xue Fang are the same, in today's battle, they thought that they would win, but they also estimated that it would be a tragic victory, and they didn't expect such a violent crushing scene at all.
Wen Yiming had expected that it would be easy to defeat, although the opponent had a large number of war gods, he would definitely be vulnerable in the killing intent realm, because this was a leapfrog rather than a step.
The key is that these lost martial cultivators themselves can't exert their full combat power, and after Yu Hong's three people increase, it can be said that just three people can control the battle situation.
However, he still didn't expect the battle situation to be so violent, the reason for this was that the new trembling effect in his battle howl played a lot of roles, and the most critical factor was the Demon Guarding Guan Martial Cultivator's self-confidence that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
The dust had not been completely cleared, the whole battle had ended, the outbreak was sudden, the end was extremely fast, and the martial saints cheered and shouted in the blood mist, and ran wildly.
Yu Hong and the three of them were in tears, and they felt the sticky blood mist falling in the bloody sky, and they felt extremely wonderful.
The cheers and howls showed victory, and the low-level martial cultivators hiding in the Demon Control Pass opened the city gate, looking at the long passage a hundred zhang wide and surrounded by blood, they all knelt on the ground, and their excitement was uncontrollable.
"All of you go back to the customs, be celebrated!"
Wang Yu shouted loudly, and a simple sentence seemed to be a triumphant song.
Half an hour later, everyone gathered in a circle again, huddled in a heap, and picked up the bowl of the sea overflowing with wine.
"Respect the instructor!"
The three elders raised the wine bowl and shouted in unison, and in the enthusiastic response of everyone, there was a sound of booze.
Tonight, destined to be sleepless, even ordinary women and children drank wine with a big bowl, tearing dry meat, but it must have been the first to fall to the ground with a blushing face, causing everyone to laugh.
"The continuation of life is always moving!"
Wen Yiming watched those children and teenagers fall into the arms of their relatives in a whirlwind, and whispered to himself.
Yu Hong felt deeply, nodded and said: "Yes, life continues between breaths, but it is the most difficult thing, this is the most ordinary and the most real touching." ”
After the carnival passed, Wen Yiming returned to his heyday the next day, looking at all the remnants of the Demon Pass, he was quite emotional, this trip was worthwhile.
Wen Yiming smiled and arched his hand towards the third elder, "Time is pressing, I should go." ”
Yu Hong nodded and said, "The Demon Spirit Platform has been opened!"
Wen Yiming took out an airspace stone ring and handed it to Yu Hong: "The natural disaster badge, which contains manuals such as rules and regulations, you can learn about it during this period." ”
He smiled again: "There are three veteran-level badges, they are yours, my natural disasters have branches such as the Thundering Army, the Alien Army, and the Divine Seal Stream, although the law is a natural disaster, but they all operate separately, you are the same, it is called the Demon Regiment, and the three of you are in charge, and you can be directly responsible to me." ”
Then he looked at Xue Kun, who was full of red light, and said with a smile: "Protect everyone, wait for me to come back!"
Xue Shuai hugged his fists and said: "Instructor, don't worry, we still have to go to the heavens to ask the palace!"
The Demon Altar has been opened, and beneath it is like a crystal mirror, as if it is covering the surface of the sea.
Wen Yiming stepped forward to take a look, and Yu Hong said: "Instructor, no one in our group has ever entered, and we can't afford to consume it, so you should be careful." ”
Wang Yu held his braided beard in his hand, stepped forward and said, "Instructor, even if you don't come back, we will be forever grateful." ”
Xue Fang snorted and said with a smile: "Instructor, I'm straight, I'll just wait for you to come back, haha!"
Wen Yiming nodded, looked around at everyone, and arched his hand: "Natural disasters will not give up their comrades!"
He smiled and said, "I have to come back, I still need you to fight side by side with me." ”
After speaking, without hesitation, he stepped into the mirror, and there were chorus shouts in his ears, mixed with many childish children's voices.
"Take care, instructor!"