Chapter 145: The Dragon of National Fortune
Ye Ziyu condensed out with a big handprint, and pressed straight towards the top of Yu Yang's head.
Although he didn't know about Liang Guo's ancestral weapon, he knew that Yu Yang's move must have some plan.
Since it is the enemy's plan, there is no reason to sit idly by and watch its success on the battlefield.
Wang Dingzhou wanted to follow along, but as soon as he pulled out the boxing fight, his complexion suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up, he is summoning the Yu Ancestral Weapon!"
After Wang Zixuan heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, and they all used their own doorkeeping skills, and the sharp fists and knives came one after another, and the target was directly at Yu Yang who was directly in front.
Yu Yang didn't mean to dodge at all, because he could already see that there was a red light flying towards him on the edge of the sky.
As these attacks were about to fall, everyone felt only a flash of red light in front of their eyes, and then a loud bang sounded where Yu Yang was standing.
Bang......
Wang Dingzhou looked at the red divine wheel that was floating in Yu Yang's hand at this time with a solemn expression, and his heart suddenly sank.
"The Wheel of the Sun."
Yu Yang gently held up the Divine Wheel in his hand, looked at the five people opposite and sneered, "The ancestral weapon is out, drink the blood first!"
Ye Ziyu didn't care at all what Yu Yang said cruelly, he was intently observing the so-called Turning Sun Divine Wheel at this time.
Judging from the fluctuations sensed by the spiritual sense, it was much stronger than Yang Qinghua's lightning strike wooden sword, but it had not surpassed Ruyi A.
In other words, it is probably a superb magic weapon, and it has not yet broken through to the magic weapon level.
Thinking of this, Ye Ziyu just smiled faintly.
Since even Ruyi Armor can be smashed, such an attacking magic weapon, the five of them work together, what is there to fear?
As if seeing through his thoughts, Wang Dingzhou said in a deep voice: "Boy, don't underestimate this broken wheel, this is not just as simple as a magic weapon, it condenses the national fortune of the entire Liang Kingdom, and the power of the ancestral weapon is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons."
Ye Ziyu was stunned, national luck? Isn't that something ethereal?
But immediately after, Yu Yang on the opposite side launched a fierce attack.
I saw that the Wheel of the Sun Divine Wheel was rapidly enlarged in his palm, and finally became more than ten zhang in size, lying across the sky.
A layer of flames instantly ignited on the wheel, and an even more shocking scene appeared.
It was close to dusk, the sun had already sunset, and there was only a glimmer of light in the sky.
However, after the appearance of this Sun Wheel Divine Wheel, it was as if a new sun had appeared within a radius of 100 miles, and the blazing and scorching sun once again sprinkled the earth.
And the changes brought by the Divine Wheel of the Sun did not stop there, a small golden dragon drilled out of the Divine Wheel, frantically absorbing the sun's rays emitted from the Divine Wheel.
However, in a few breaths, the little dragon that was only a few feet long turned into a giant dragon more than a hundred zhang long, and the dragon scales were shining with golden light, which seemed to contain some extremely strange energy.
Ye Ziyu held his breath and concentrated, exuding his spiritual sense to sense the body of this giant dragon, and was surprised to find that there seemed to be hundreds of people's prayers and sacrifices in this huge dragon body.
It was the condensation of the wishes of the people of Liang State, the mysterious and powerful power of luck.
The dragon roared with its head up, and every inch of muscle on top of its massive body was filled with the beauty of force.
A flash of fanaticism flashed in Yu Yang's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped a palm on his chest, and a large mouthful of red blood was suddenly splashed on the Divine Wheel and the giant dragon.
The dragon's two pairs of dragon eyes suddenly turned into two blood-red lanterns, and the divine wheel began to be shrouded in a faint layer of blood mist.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the giant dragon circled, sweeping like five people opposite, as if they were expelling ants at will.
But with such an understatement of the tail, where the dragon's tail swept, the air was squeezed and drained, and even the sound of a sonic boom could not be heard.
The space where the five people were located was even more squeezed and solidified, and the unprecedented coercion came to their faces, overwhelming Wang Zixuan and the three of them.
Ye Ziyu and Wang Dingzhou's
The strength is far superior to theirs, but at this moment, their expressions are extremely dignified.
This is not an ordinary enemy, but the cohesion of a country's national fortunes, representing the convergence of the aspirations of thousands of living beings.
In front of the power of the will of all beings, even the high-ranking foundation building monks had no chance of winning.
When he was in danger, Ye Ziyu shouted at everyone, "Stop him!"
Even though he took the lead in slashing out with a sword, Zhong Bo resounded in the sky, and a pure white sword gang slashed away in the air.
When the bell rang, a trace of different color seemed to flash in the eyes of the giant dragon circling in the sky.
Wang Dingzhou followed closely with a sky-breaking fist, and Jian Gang hit the dragon's tail with the fist.
The dragon's body paused, as if it was blocked by this fierce attack, and the eyes of Wang Zixuan and the three of them just showed a spark of hope.
But before the three of them could make a move, the dragon's tail flung again, more fierce than Fang Cai.
The five didn't even have time to react before they were knocked out of the air.
The sky instantly burst out with five clouds of blood mist, and a sickly flush appeared on Yu Yang's pale face at this time, and he couldn't help laughing.
Sure enough, it is worthy of being an ancestral weapon, even if the cost is huge, but the power of this national fortune is really domineering, just one blow, three Blood Refining Realm martial artists and one Fusion God Realm martial artist were killed, and there is also a Ye Ziyu who is comparable to a foundation building monk.
The dragon condensed from the national fortune is as strong as the average Jindan monk.
It's just that the means that are too powerful and far exceed their own strength often have many limitations.
Fortunately, it only took one blow to completely solve the problem in front of him.
Thinking of the long sword on Ye Ziyu's body, the greed in Yu Yang's eyes could no longer be hidden, so he was about to fly forward and search for the whereabouts of the long sword in the ruins.
If you can get this sharp weapon that is enough to smash Ru Serie A, Yu's strength will definitely go to a new level.
Suddenly, there was a violent tremor on the ground, and Yu Yang was slightly stunned.
The earth and rocks below flew up, and the young man covered in blood lifted the soil layer, and slowly walked out with Wang Dingzhou and the other three people in his arms.
Yu Yang's face changed slightly, isn't he dead yet? It's a hard life!
Ye Ziyu looked up at the giant dragon entrenched in the sky, turned his head and asked Wang Dingzhou, "Doesn't this thing have any weaknesses?"
Wang Dingzhou smiled bitterly: "The power of national fortune is too mysterious, I have only heard of some sporadic fragments in rumors in the past, there must be weaknesses, but we don't have the life to try."
At this moment, a noisy sound came from afar, and dozens of people rushed to this place one after another.
Yu Yang turned his head to look, but saw that it was a group of young Taoist priests wearing Qingyun Sect Taoist robes, led by a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, who had come here.
Caiyun, who was seriously injured by Ye Ziyu, saw the arrival of reinforcements, and hurriedly shouted loudly and asked the men to go over to guard.
Zhang Lianhao, who led the team, had a keen sense of spirit, and after hearing Caiyun's call, he accelerated his speed, and saw Caiyun pranayama on the ground and Yang Qinghua who was already unconscious.
Zhang Lianhao's heart suddenly sank, and when he looked at the sky again, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect had already noticed the strangeness of this place, and they all looked up at the air.
The dragon hovers and the sun hangs.
But there is obviously a crescent moon in the sky, what is going on?