Chapter 442: Savage Struggle
Against the legendary powerhouse, Zhang Jiao was naturally ready for everything.
In addition to the Zhangliu Golden Body, he also blessed the World Venerable Rulai on his body, and exerted a level 9 self-time suspension supernatural power to fix the state of the body.
After receiving a blow that seemed to be an understatement from the prawn male, but actually went all out, the physical attack immunity attribute of his six golden body supernatural powers, although because the level was too low, was directly broken by the legendary power. However, with the strongest ability attribute 'Time' recognized by all spirits, the unparalleled level immunity was still only slightly injured.
Hidden in the middle of a ruined coral reef, he held his breath, opening the pores around his body to breathe in the water, while silently thinking, "The gap between the transcendent and the legendary is indeed a world of difference, even greater than the difference between the transcendent and the ordinary.
Even a level 9 transcendent who has mastered the time attribute is not enough to confront the legend head-on, and it seems that I have to prepare a big move. ”
Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao's Yuqing body in Yiyuan immediately excused himself to hurry up and buy nutrients, and left the Binzhu Yusheng Canteen.
Out of Binyang Street, behind a leafy poplar tree on the side of the road, he dropped the anchor point, and then disappeared without a trace.
And after removing the One Qi and Three Qing Divine Powers, and no longer suffering from any action that would consume 3 times the essence and divine punishment, Zhang Jiao did not act rashly, and was still lurking at the bottom of the sea, waiting for the opportunity to come.
After all, this so-called assassination operation was convened by Worm Qianjiu, in order to eradicate her political enemies for her, and the main attacker should naturally be someone from the Sea Clan.
Now that Zhang Jiao has given Qing Shrimp a trick, he can be regarded as having completed his task, and it is a matter of course to avoid the edge for the time being.
At this time, the shrimp male also noticed that something was wrong, and the limbs and feet that he had just attacked began to gradually lose consciousness.
However, it didn't know that what cut itself just now was the first killing weapon in the world from the relics of the gods born from the "Romance of the Gods", which is known as the first strange book of all souls.
I don't think that a high-level transcendent can hurt me, and I think that it was plotted by the enemy's stealth legendary powerhouse.
Suddenly, Yang Tian smiled and said: "The legendary powerhouse of the three dragon species, the one who hides his head and tail is plotting against me as a green shrimp."
Such a despicable and filthy thing, and the delusional desire to reforge the Dragon Court, is really a big joke.
I think if Ancestral Dragon Ni knew that there were shameless descendants like you, he would be ashamed..."
A shrimp anthropomorphic head up and laughing, in the eyes of humans, it is really a bit curious, and I am looking forward to its next performance.
But the legendary dragons who are dormant in the sea and ready to attack can't stand a green shrimp to depire their ancestors, even if they are shrimp demons in the legendary realm.
Before the shrimp finished speaking, the sea in the east, south, and north directions in the distance set off a monstrous wave, rushing towards it in unison.
In the east of it, the tide hovers over a white dragon with sha-eyed eyes and broken horns.
Twisting his long body, his jaw was shaking against the scales, and he roared angrily: "A lowly green shrimp dares to talk about the ancestral dragon, give me death!"
On the crest of the south wave stood a wound in the abdomen, a golden dragon that had already exposed its internal organs.
The same rebellious roar, "Qing Shrimp Gong, you were originally enlightened by my father to achieve a demon body, but now you rebel against our dragon clan, you really deserve a thousand cuts!"
On the northbound waves, the figure of insect Qianjiu appeared and disappeared from time to time, and it could be seen that he was also seriously injured.
In addition to the dragon head in the center, three of the other eight silkworm-like heads have been dropped, and although they do not roar, their eyes seem to be on fire.
Seeing this, the green shrimp man fearlessly faced the white dragon first, and with a flick of his body, he teleported a distance of several thousand meters, flashed behind the white dragon, opened his big mouth and bit straight towards the dragon's head.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao, who was still in his arms, secretly thought in his heart: "A monster is a monster, and if you are in a hurry, all the magical powers and spells will be thrown aside, and you still have to rely on the sharp fangs of your claws to decide the victory." ”
At the same time, his mind turned to bless the plague lord Haotian Emperor, who was in charge of the plague in the relics of the gods.
He previously unlocked the Eastern Plague Emissary, which can cause a head blight, as an additional stat damage bonus when he launches an attack.
Now that the shotgun was replaced, after manifesting the Haotian Emperor who could cause illness all over his body, his body shook, and wisps of colorful mist appeared in his pores that only he could see.
The mist is actually made up of tiny insects that are extremely insignificant, or have no feet, or no stomach, or no back, or no mouth, or no head.
Without wings, it can swim in the air, completely following Zhang Jiao's intentions, but it is not life, but a terrifying fantasy energy embodied in the real world.
Zhang Jiao was attached to the sword turned into a water-gold weapon, ready to attack.
At this time, the huge wave that the white dragon was standing on had turned into a huge ice thorn, which pierced into the abdominal cavity of the green shrimp male and penetrated its body.
But the shrimp man didn't care about the body being hit hard at all, and he bit the white dragon's head fiercely with a big mouth, holding half of the dragon's head in his mouth, and tearing it with all his might.
Seeing this, the speed of the golden dragon and the insect Qianjiu suddenly slowed down a lot, and one squirted out a kind of gold water that seemed to be highly corrosive, washing towards the body of the green shrimp male, and splashing on the white dragon's body;
A bone pierced the skin, turned into a flying blade and shot at the enemy, burying it in the body of the shrimp male while injuring the white dragon by mistake.
"This kind of political struggle is too naked, people are the helpers you have found," Zhang Jiao saw this scene secretly, and couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the barbarism of the sea tribe's politics, and thought in his heart: "Even if it is a mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial common annihilation of a strong enemy, there is no need to be poor in this way, the dagger will appear." ”
At the same time, he drove the flying sword to shoot out from the bottom of the sea, slashing at the abdomen of the shrimp male, and transmitting the epidemic divine power of the main god of the Plague Department of the Divine Relic.
After that, he pondered for a few seconds, slowly surfaced, took a deep breath, blessed Amitabha Buddha on his body, endured the discomfort of his body, and exerted the boundless magic power of the legendary rank.
The mind turned and manifested the only fantasy seed that was not within the scope of the god's relics, the World-Honored Rulai.
Suddenly, a statue with 32 phases, standing under the feet, all of them are flat... The fingers are slender and round, and the knuckles are jagged... There is a white jade hair between the two eyebrows, pure and soft, often bright, with meat on the top, a sitting statue of the Buddha that rises like a bun, slowly condenses behind Zhang Jiao.
Pointing to the sky with one hand and slowly standing up with the other pointing to the ground.
During this period, the body continued to expand, one, two, three... Ten zhang, twenty zhang, thirty zhang... , and when he stood upright, he had turned into a giant with a height of nearly 200 meters.