Chapter 1732: Evil Mist
Seeing the green and oily eyes of the Demon Sea Snake Turtle, Su Yu directly slapped it over, slapping his rectangular head back to its original shape.
"Shut up, I've promised to let go of the Wind Dragons, if you talk more, I'll screw your head off!" Su Yu said with a glare.
"Damn, can you give me some benefits, I've been a coolie for so long!" The Demon Sea Snake Turtle said indignantly.
"Don't worry, when it comes to the highest heaven, I'll catch a few blinding dragons for you to eat, anyway, the supreme of the dragon clan seems to have an enmity with me!" Su Yu was slightly relieved and promised to give the Demon Sea Snake Turtle some benefits. After all, it is not enough to blindly stick it, but it is better to use grace and power.
"Hey, hey, then let's talk about it, I have to eat at least two dragons!" The Demon Sea Snake Turtle looked salivating.
"It's really useless, let's talk about it in the highest heaven, come back quickly!" Su Yu made a move in the space ring, and without waiting for the Demon Sea Snake Turtle to reply, he directly included him in the living space.
Following Su Yu, he flew straight to the Storm Temple, the cyan divine power enchantment was like paper paste in front of Su Yu, and the dimensional sun knife in his hand flashed, and tens of thousands of knives were slashed out with one breath.
Under the superposition of the true damage of the Infinite Sword Dao, the divine power enchantment was directly shattered, and a hole the size of a person appeared.
When Su Yu passed through the barrier and came to the square of the Storm Temple, he saw an extremely elegantly carved statue of a god, with his robe and hair flying backwards, as if standing against the wind.
Su Yu took a look, this statue is very handsome, it seems that the body of the storm was also a handsome guy back then, but it has fallen for tens of thousands of years, and now it has become history.
Su Yu bowed slightly to the statue, and then strode into the temple.
The prohibition inside the Storm Temple is not very powerful, it is indeed at the peak of the upper god level, although there are many layers of prohibition, but it can't stop Su Yu, whose physique has reached the strength of the peak upper god.
After driving all the way through the three-story hall, Su Yu came to a vast hall.
The cyan wind energy here is almost as dense as flowing water, and the void is full of high-speed furious wind blades, and I am afraid that anyone who sets foot on this Li will be cut into pieces.
But these wind blades cut on Su Yu's body, but they were like eggs hitting stones, they broke and burst one after another, and they didn't play a role.
After passing through the storm area, Su Yu came to the throne of the last god mansion, on which sat a dry bone, judging from the posture of the dry bone, the god of the storm should still maintain his majesty when he died.
Just sitting on one's own throne and dying, generally speaking, it is only possible if you are seriously injured and die, knowing that your life is short.
And the God of the Storm was obviously the strength of the Half-Step Divine Lord, otherwise the Storm God Temple would not have been able to hide as deep as the Nine Layers of Chaotic Void.
Su Yu glanced at the dry bones and found that there was only a cyan robe on the Storm God's body, and the robe was like a flowing cloud, swinging all the time, as if there was an invisible wind blessing on it.
"The artifact of the God of Storm should be this robe, but he is the strength of a half-step god master, what kind of injury will make him seriously injured?" Su Yu couldn't help but have a little doubt in his heart.
Su Yu didn't approach easily, but probed the past with his mind, and first felt the surging divine power on the artifact robe, the strength of that divine power actually reached the level of a peak high-level god, and it turned out to be a high-level artifact.
Feeling the grade of the robe, Su Yu was also slightly excited, with this robe, this harvest was huge.
But then, as his thoughts deepened, Su Yu discovered that there was actually an evil demonic aura in the body of the Storm God. This demonic qi is very deep and introverted, only as small as a speck of dust, if it weren't for Su Yu's mind being really powerful, he might not be able to find it.
When Su Yu brought his mind closer to the demonic qi, an old and evil voice suddenly sounded.
"Your eyes are my eyes, your heart is my heart, your bones are my bones, your brain is my brain, I am the source of evil, and all things decay with me......"
This voice came into Su Yu's thoughts, and suddenly a terrifying divine power attacked, Su Yu only felt that his thoughts instantly turned into flying ashes, followed by a gray mist that diffused towards him at an incredible speed.
Su Yu didn't even have time to retreat, the mist had already arrived in front of him, like a demonic giant mouth swallowing it up.
The moment the mist touched his body, Su Yu only felt that his vitality was rapidly draining, his body was aging rapidly, and dense wrinkles appeared on the back of his hand in an instant.
"Meditate!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as the golden light flashed, the gray mist was immediately forcibly squeezed out, and with the blessing of the healing light, the aging state on Su Yu's body was also slightly alleviated.
However, the gray mist was very powerful, and the shield of the third-level meditation only resisted for a moment and then shattered, and it was completely unable to block this terrifying attack.
But fortunately, Su Yu had the power of faith, and immediately turned on the infinite skill plug-in, and opened the meditation over and over again to resist the gray mist.
Because of the compulsory effect of meditation, Su Yu actually temporarily resisted the gray mist, although the scope of the meditation shield continued to shrink, but it gave Su Yu a chance to breathe.
Under the continuous healing of meditation, Su Yu's wrinkled skin was also restored to its smoothness, and his gray hair and loose teeth were also restored.
But if he didn't escape, Su Yu would still be swallowed by this mist and become a dry bone in the mist.
After thinking about it for a while, Su Yu first separated a highly poisonous flame from his body, and tried to use the poisonous fire to devour the terrifying energy in the mist.
But this time, the invincible Poisonous Flame actually failed, and it was unable to corrode the mist, let alone absorb any energy in the mist.
Su Yu didn't know if it was because of his injury that the power of the poisonous flame could not be exerted.
But the energy shield was already close to his body, and Su Yu didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately took out the dimensional stone, trying to use the dimensional stone to absorb the gray mist.
The Dimensional Stone is worthy of being the treasure of the Dimensional God Lord, and as soon as the black vortex appeared, the mist was indeed swallowed up somewhat.
But the mist seemed to be spiritual, and immediately after being bitten off, it let out a scream, and then quickly retreated, and instantly disappeared into the wreckage of the god of storms.
When the gray mist disappeared, Su Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to approach rashly.
Although the high-ranking artifact robe in front of him could increase his strength, the gray mist was too terrifying, and his own life was more important.
"What kind of demonic qi is this, it is so terrifying, it has been left for tens of thousands of years and is still so powerful!" Su Yu frowned, a little incomprehensible.
Because the Storm Temple fell together with the Hero Temple, at least seventy or eighty thousand years have passed, and it is only a demonic qi, and after such a long time, it is still so powerful, how can people not be surprised.
Moreover, Su Yu was even more guessing who the owner of this demonic qi was, and what kind of realm the other party's strength was.
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't find an answer, and finally Su Yu locked his eyes on the God of Storm. If you want to find the answer, you can obviously only find it from the memory of the god of the storm, but the god of the storm is dead, and his godhead is afraid that he will also be swallowed up by the gray mist.
But a half-step god lord should always leave something behind, at least leave a light and shadow magic to remind future generations that it is still very easy.
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