Chapter 239: Shock
When Sun Wei spoke, a black gas had begun to slowly emerge behind him, and the black gas surged upward, and finally transformed into a giant beast in the shape of a toad. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It is his natal martial soul, the ageless giant clam.
Now that he has successfully entered the big competition in front of the palace, Sun Wei never thought that he could hide his strength all the time, and completely burst out his strength at the moment.
"Do all of you think that my strength is only seven stars?" A smug smile appeared at the corner of Sun Wei's mouth, and he lowered his eyes and said to himself: "Today, I want everyone to know what is the strength of the eight-star soul master!" ā
This young man's cultivation has already reached the realm of an eight-star soul master. At his age, he can indeed be the pride of heaven among his peers.
"Suffer death!!" This person is a bit of a second-year teenager, and he doesn't forget to yell when he attacks.
The corners of Mo Yan's mouth curled up an arc, and he also learned to yell: "You are the one who died!" ā
The desert Gobi wind rose suddenly, flying sand and rocks, and the sky was low and pressurized, as if it would collapse at any time.
Mo Yan's body turned into an afterimage, directly skipped the distance between the two of them in a straight line, and blasted out with a punch!
With this punch, he also had something to reserve, and the momentum of the first-level creature on his body completely exploded. The momentum of the whole body directly rolled up the turbid wind and sand around it, forming a small tornado.
"Transcendental!!" Sun Wei, who originally thought that the victory was in hand, suddenly showed a look of despair in his eyes.
Rumble!!
With a punch, the destroyer's super physical body attacked on Sun Wei's natal martial soul, directly blasting the opponent's fragile body out.
Sun Wei's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and after the whole person landed, he also slid a distance of dozens of meters, leaving a long trail on the entire Gobi Desert.
"How is that possible!!" Sun Wei looked shocked and struggled to get up, but he couldn't move.
He originally thought that he was hiding the power of the eight-star soul master, and he was already pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but he didn't expect that there was an even more ruthless one on the other side. At this time, he clearly realized that he had planted it!
"Hehe, I said a long time ago that you should surrender early, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin." Mo Yan stood aside and mocked. The strength of his first-level creatures, abusing a zero-level creature, is not like playing.
Of course, when he did this, he could be regarded as completely exposing his strength, however, this was exactly what Mo Yan wanted.
In the Holy City, in a tavern, among the people who were looking up to watch the battle, someone suddenly let out an exclamation: "Look, Grid No. 20, there is actually a transcendental-level powerhouse in it!" ā
The first reaction of everyone was naturally disbelief, and they all rolled their eyes at the speaker, blaming him for disturbing their interest.
But then a second exclamation sounded: "Oh my God! I don't have any eyes, I'm actually a transcendent monster!! There's a detachment-level monster in slot 20! ā
If the first voice was not paid attention to, then the second voice completely detonated the whole atmosphere.
People stared at the giant screen in the sky one by one, and began to look for the twentieth grid, which was exactly where Mo Yan was! As more and more eyes were fixed on it, more and more exclamations rang out in the Holy City!
A young transcendental powerhouse, what does it mean?
It means that a new favourite has appeared!
Among the one hundred and eight players participating in the competition, this is the first person to show detachment strength. At present, in the casino, the betting ratio of Mo Yan suddenly began to soar wildly, and the eyes that were secretly observing also paid attention to this new transcendental-level powerhouse.
Mo Yan seemed to have become the new focus for a while.
"Hehe, I think after coming this time, my ranking on the Heroes Spectrum should be able to rise a lot." Through Luo Luo's side, Mo Yan naturally knew about the changes in public opinion in the Holy City at this moment, but his mood did not change much.
Now that he has chosen to form an alliance with the Banshees of the Western Realm, it is only a matter of time before he turns his face with these soul masters. Mo Yan completely turned his face with the Holy Soul Hall after he settled on the big competition in front of this hall, so it didn't hurt to wave for a while at this moment.
"What's more, those people in the Holy Soul Palace, I'm afraid that nine times out of ten, they have already paid attention to me. It would be fun if they also listed me as a candidate for Destiny's Child. The corners of Mo Yan's mouth curled slightly.
"Twentieth grid knockout, Egret City Mo Yan wins!" The majestic voice from before sounded again.
Among the three people, Sun Wei fell to the ground and couldn't move, Fang Hai had already expressed his admission of defeat, and Mo Yan, a friend of nature who stood at the end, was alone.
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding scene suddenly began to distort and blur like an oil painting, and the sky swirled, making people dazzled. Mo Yan simply closed his eyes. I don't know how long later, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still standing on the original white glowing formation.
"Congratulations to Brother Mo." Several Templar Soul Masters standing guard around congratulated him with strange expressions.
"Thank you." Mo Yan smiled calmly, then walked out of the formation and turned to leave.
As he was leaving, he glanced back at the formation that was still glowing, and was amazed in his heart: "Could it be that I haven't moved just now, and I've been standing on top of that formation?" It's such a magical illusion, I almost thought I was transported to another world. ā
The Holy Soul Hall was able to stand on the continent for tens of thousands of years, and its background was quite terrifying. This made Mo Yan decide to send more Devourers into the temple in the future to find out their details.
When Mo Yan left, he could clearly feel that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness around him. Mo Yan didn't pay much attention to it, and his face remained the same.
He has shown amazing strength in Dabi, and it is natural to be watched and tempted by others.
Grid 20 has already decided the winner and loser, but it doesn't mean that the others are all over. This knockout round is far more difficult and cruel than ordinary people think.
In the lattice illusion realms above the giant screen in the sky, the battle has just entered the white-hot stage.
"It's worthy of being a ghost-eyed brother, the two of them are combined and one hit two without any pressure at all." Several spectators stared at the game in the sky, talking about the performance of the characters inside while knocking melon seeds.
"Qiao's goddess is also doing well, that charm technique actually directly attracted another player, it was originally a besieged posture, and it immediately became unilaterally crushed, worthy of my goddess." The other men were watching the game in the other cell.
These heroes on the spectrum of the pride of the sky naturally can't escape the fate of being beaten by the other two. It's just that since it's on the spectrum of heroes, which one will be a simple thing. Even if it's one against two, those top ten heavenly pride are all at ease. It's not so much that they're competing, it's more that they're trying their hand at it, warming up.