Chapter Forty-Four: Wang Shu, It's Time to Hang Up!

The atmosphere in the field became more and more tense, the air was cold, and the blows were piercing.

Wang Shu didn't know where his self-confidence was, and he was not afraid of facing the two Great Heaven Masters!

It's like Tarzan collapsed in front of him and his face remained unchanged!

Maybe that's the charm of traffic!

After calculating the flow balance, there is still about 5000M, even if the consumption at a speed of 20M/s is enough for him for about four minutes.

The last time I killed the Xuan Ming Corpse Ancestor to win the hook, it took a few minutes!

"Take him!" The Immortal Emperor's pitch-black eyeballs exploded, and his voice was sharp and screaming.

Hundreds of Xuanming Sect members came up to surround Wang Shu, obviously they wanted to hold up Wang Shu and consume his internal strength.

"Enter the dark plane, start the supercomputer, gene type: Sun Flame, start successfully."

Wang Shu's eyes darkened, and he only realized that there was a world of nothingness.

It is very different from the subjective world, and there are many tiny colored particles suspended in the space, as well as the existence of nebulae, rainbows, etc.

In front of his eyes, a golden flame appeared in front of him, standing in the void, burning silently.

This is the Sunflame supercomputer itself!

"Import the Fire Elemental Formula!"

The black void suddenly trembled, and the burning flame suddenly rose, and the strands of golden light that wandered around it continued to converge on the surface of the scorching sun.

The consciousness instantly returned to the main worldview, and hundreds of Xuanming disciples ran in front of him!

"Fire!"

Wang Shu's eyes flashed with a flash of golden flame, he just held up his right arm, and a flame burned between his palms.

In the woods, everyone felt a sense of dryness and heat in the air, and one heat wave after another appeared, scorching the earth.

"Ahh

With the first scream, a black-robed Xuanming Sect member closest to Wang Shu suddenly spontaneously combusted, rolling on the ground with his head in his hands, wailing incessantly.

After that, the second, third and even more were almost spontaneous combustion!

The rest of them dare to approach when they see such an evil scene!

But Wang Shu was not ready to let them go, and walked into the flock of sheep to chase the Xuanming Sect members.

Every time he slapped his palm, the fire snake sprayed, and a Xuanming disciple would be on fire, and he would fall to the ground!

"What kind of martial arts is this!"

The Immortal Emperor's eyes narrowed, and he screamed in surprise. He cultivated the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill, a yin and evil technique, and instinctively had a strong aversion to the power of the yang attribute.

But now, Wang Shu threw out a handful of fire and directly burned all his subordinates, which was really weird.

"It's science! It is impossible for you to understand the greatness of science in ignorance! ”

Wang Shu said loudly, although the lines are a bit secondary, he is not tired of it.

"Damn, there are so many subordinates of the emperor. Boy, I won't let you go. "The Emperor of the Underworld was so angry that he was like a giant baby dancing and screaming.

Seeing this, the ghost king Zhu Youwen's face showed a little disdain, his eldest brother is not as good as a ghost, and he is really funny.

The Emperor of the Underworld paused, looked at Zhu Youwen and said:

"Second brother, you and I will strike together and take down this little boy with the power of thunder, but we must abolish his martial arts first, and then ask about the treasure of Longquan."

"It's just a big star, even if it's a little weird. Brother is optimistic, I'll go get him. ”

Zhu Youwen sneered, it was a joke that the two great heavenly positions actually took a junior of the big star position together.

After finishing speaking, the ghost king Zhu Youwen made a ruthless move, and a cloud of black gas appeared in his palm and grabbed Wang Shu.

The speed, strength, and momentum of the Great Heaven Rank are all comparable to the Great Star Position!

So Wang Shu was not hiding himself, and a strange flame flashed from under his eyes:

"Import Formula: Qinglian Sword Song!"

This is different from the formula of introducing the fire element, and the formulaic Qinglian Sword Song seems to be more profound than it, so the feeling it brings to Wang Shu at this time is also different.

The power of the flow fills the body and mind, flowing all over the internal organs, and hundreds of limbs.

No wonder so many people are keen on krypton gold and keen on hanging!

This doesn't need to be explained at all!

It's cool to open and hang for a while, and it's cool to open and hang all the time!

Wang Shu could perceive the surface of himself, the meridians that were like silks, emitting a faint golden fluorescent light.

Now, a sword is swung! The sword qi mixed with flames suddenly came out, and it slashed out extremely sharply.

The attacking ghost king's hair stood on end, and he instinctively dodged this sword!

It's just that the scorching sword qi still cuts off a strand of red hair!

This sword is so sharp and so hot that it can't be matched!

"How could it be, this kid's realm is obviously only a big star position, but how can his strength suddenly increase so much. This is definitely not the performance of a big star position. ”

Watching a strand of his red hair slowly fall, incinerated by the scorching fire before he landed, a trace of solemnity flashed between his eyebrows.

"I'll give you a chance, let's go together!"

Wang Shu, whose strength had greatly increased, showed a look of contempt, and the long sword in his hand burned with flames.

Just one person and one sword stood there, but the Xuanming Sect members didn't dare to move, and they all looked at each other with big eyes!

"Don't be arrogant, little ghost!"

The ghost king felt that he had been insulted invisibly, and he was arrogant and couldn't accept Wang Shu's contempt.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Wang Shu, the speed of traffic consumption is dead, 20M/s.

Playing one is also this speed consumption, and playing a group is also playing, so you can save a lot of traffic.

The Ghost King roared, his burly body bulging, and black gas rushed out from his limbs and bones, turning into the breath of the underworld that seemed to come from hell, ravaging the earth.

Everything in its path corroded, the earth became pitch black, and the flowers and trees withered!

Some of the Xuanming disciples who were burned half to death just now couldn't dodge for a while, and before they even had time to scream, the black qi passed and turned into a pile of white bones.

Seeing this, Wang Shu waved his Zixiao sword, the sword qi vibrated and roared softly, and wisps of flames appeared out of thin air, swirling around his body!

Those dark and corrupt breaths were no closer than three feet, and they were burned one after another!

Flames have always been the nemesis of dark forces!

"How so!" The Ghost King's pupils flashed with horror.

The corners of Wang Shu's mouth hooked up a smile, he was holding the Zixiao Sword, and the flames on his body were close to the Ghost King!

The Qinglian Sword Song was unleashed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a sword sword stabbed out, and the flames were agitated.

The power of the flow has increased its body style and strength by more than one level!

Perhaps its power has gone beyond the realm of martial arts, close to law!

But the essence is from genes, from the future of biological science, and the power of supercomputer technology implanted in genes!

With enough computing power, you can turn nothing into something and turn decay into magic!

"Boom!"

Wang Shu attacked for a while, the speed of his body was like a ghost, flickering, and finally he saw the flaw with a sword!

Sweep it down and slash it away! If it weren't for the Ghost King's surface being entangled in the True Qi of the Protective Body, that sword would have been enough to seriously injure him.

"Damn!"

Ghost King Zhu Youwen is such an arrogant person, he can't tolerate being defeated by a junior!

He couldn't understand how a teenager with a big star position could be so difficult!

He said the power of science, so what is science! What kind of martial arts is this!

"Brother, let's shoot together and take him down!"

Zhu Youwen roared, and a touch of scarlet flashed in his eyes.