Chapter 390: Thousand-Eyed Shura

"Boom!"

Blood-colored lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and a huge blood-red meteorite seemed to fall in the sky, slamming into the ground of Alloy Island.

A violent roar sounded repeatedly, as if it was the sound of the blood-red meteorite breaking through the steel barrier under the ground layer by layer, and constantly falling.

The huge alloy island was like an ant nest that had been inexplicably attacked, and in the concussion, huge cannon muzzles rose from the ground, and countless heavily armed combatants poured out of the base in droves.

"Whew-huh-"

Several people wearing gorgeous and precious metal masks stared at the direction where the blood-colored meteorite had fallen, as if they were waiting for something.

Not much.

"Boom!"

A terrifying momentum suddenly rose from the place where the blood-colored meteorite fell, and countless broken alloy steel plates, concrete fragments and the like were engulfed in an invisible tornado and rose up in a spiral.

A large eight-armed figure slowly rose from the tornado.

A muscular man wearing a white gold mask hung from one of the figure's arms.

The latter was slowly pulling his hand out of the man's chest, blood trickling down his hideous body.

In an instant, a majestic and boundless killing intent was released from its body, sweeping overwhelmingly in all directions

When several Mosa Thrones saw this, their pupils suddenly contracted.

There was hardly any hesitation, and several people chose to shoot at the same time.

The powerful evil energy of the same origin fluctuated and poured out from several people, and the golden spear in their hands bloomed with a glow as dazzling as the sun.

"Torah—"

When the light bloomed to the extreme, several golden spears shot out at the same time, like golden lightning suddenly cutting through the sky, instantly hitting the blood-colored figure.

"Boom!"

Terrifying energy fluctuations erupted, and dazzling golden light shook the void in waves, shattering the invisible tornado in the sky.

Several of the Mosa Thrones who had made the move stared nervously at the location of the energy explosion, waiting for the moment when the tremors would subside.

But before the golden light could fade, a violent scream burst out from the center of the warband.

Faster than the screams were the same golden rays, terrifying attacks that exceeded the speed of sound by an unknown number of times.

Several of the Mosa Thrones who shot didn't react at all, and their bodies were violently pierced by something.

"Boom!"

The chest of one of the Mosa thrones exploded directly, and the whole person was nailed to the ground by the golden spear he threw himself.

The body of a throne was torn apart, and a small half of the body on the right side was directly rubbed and dissolved by the terrifying throwing force.

Another one was even more unlucky, and before he even had time to say a word, his head exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The entire skull, even the platinum mask on his face, was blown to pieces.

The battle ended directly in the next instant after it began.

Hiding in the dark, the remaining thrones who watched this scene from a distance were numb one by one, and their bodies were cold.

Resolutely gave up the last trace of resistance, turned around and left.

High in the air, the residual energy fluctuations were gradually smoothed out, and the eight-armed figure quietly walked out of it.

"Click-"

Lu Yuan's feet lightly stepped on the ground, looking at the three Mosa Thrones who were caught by himself and casually thrown back to obliterate them, there was no emotional fluctuation on his demonic face.

"It's as fragile as porcelain that shatters when touched."

Lu Yuan commented casually, and then took a deep breath.

A large amount of blood immediately poured out of the bodies of the three dead thrones, and then turned into a blood-colored mist and merged into his body.

This time, the elephant god. The experience progress bar on the Asura Stance (Legendary) class panel jumps a bit.

From 15% to 16%.

The aura and killing intent on Lu Yuan's body also rose with the tide.

The desire to kill in his body couldn't help but roll and become more intense.

"Uhhh

There was a sudden abrupt opening in the dense cracks in Lu Yuan's chest like knife edges, and one of the evil eyeballs swirled slightly.

"Thousand-Eyed Shura?"

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the edge of the eye that suddenly opened, thoughtfully.

After the eyeball appeared, he felt that his instincts for fighting and killing seemed to grow a little stronger.

It made him feel more and more that he was completely born to kill.

"Born to kill, to die to kill. Is this Shura? ”

"The elephant god is from Shura?"

Lu Yuan had some speculations in his heart, but they couldn't be confirmed, so he could only put this aside for the time being.

"And."

He squinted his eyes and observed the hunting targets offered by [Hunting Instinct].

"Seven."

Lu Yuan walked forward calmly.

The Shura posture and the secret technique of double flower fusion allowed him to have combat power above the ninth order without breaking through the boundary set by Yuwen Tong.

Coupled with the terrifying killing skills and fighting instincts bestowed by the Shura stance.

His actual combat power is estimated to be one dimension higher than that of the ninth order of the same level.

"Compared with the posture of the Ming King, the Shura posture has not only been greatly improved in terms of pure physical strength, but also has more energy that can be controlled."

Lu Yuan walked forward step by step, and the giant energy cannons that had locked him up a long time ago roared in unison at this time.

Thick beams of energy shot at him from all directions and positions.

Lu Yuan's face did not change color, and blood light flowed out of his body, condensing into a layer of dark red armor like a blood scab on the surface of his body.

The terrifying beam of energy bombarded his body, like a stream of water rushing against a hard rock, shattering and scattering at once, unable to shake him even the slightest.

This blood-colored energy came from the opponents he had killed.

Theoretically, as long as Lu Yuan kills more enemies, the more blood-colored energy he can control, and the stronger his strength will be.

With the roar of the cannon, a Mosa in a battle mech lunged down the road.

They were not afraid of death, and were instructed by the remaining thrones to try to stop him.

Lu Yuan withstood the bombardment of countless energy beams, and his eight arms danced in unison.

Sharp fingers slammed dozens of scarlet lines of blood through the void.

The blood line spreads out.

Those battle mechs that converged into a torrent of steel in front of Lu Yuan's eyes immediately froze after being swept by the blood light.

In an instant, the glossy fuselage with a metallic luster was quietly cut, or several sections, or dozens of sections, and then collapsed with a bang.

From the broken mecha flowed the crimson blood that belonged to the pilot, and these blood formed a small river on the ground, and continued to gather in the direction of the long road.

Lu Yuan calmly walked through the rain of bullets, the occasional bombardment of energy cannons, and the throwing of spears of different colors.

No attack could stop him.

Everywhere he passed, the living beings around him fell, and flesh and blood were studied.

"Kill!"

A Mosa clad in arms with a giant cannon on his shoulder, his eyes were red, and he roared and frantically pulled the trigger to activate the heavy cannon at Lu Yuan, who was walking step by step.

Huge clusters of energy poured out like raindrops.

The armed packages on both hands of this man were shattered by high-frequency energy vibrations, and his arms were bloody, revealing Bai Sensen's bones under the flesh.

But he didn't seem to be aware of it, under the impact of the terrifying killing intent that was like a mountain and a tsunami, he had already hallucinated in front of his eyes.

In the field of vision, he couldn't find the target of his attack at all, and he could only see an overwhelming, rolling sea of viscous blood.

The desperate fear and the insistence on the faith in his heart, the two emotions were frantically entangled in his heart, and his whole person fell into a certain state of madness.

He yelled and wept bitterly, tears and snot flowed down in unison, and his expression looked like crying and laughing.

The energy of the giant cannon on his shoulder had long been depleted, but he was still habitually pulling the trigger.

Until the monstrous sea of blood in the illusion completely engulfed him, his eyes were hollow, and he fell to the ground bleeding from his seven orifices

"Uhhh

I don't know how many killings later, another eye on Lu Yuan's body opened.

Then the second, the third

The progress of the experience bar on his career panel hadn't changed much, but the constant killing seemed to have awakened those sleeping Shura genes in his body.

His perception of battle and killing became more and more acute, and the aura on his body became more and more violent and cold.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a large piece of alloy ground exploded at Lu Yuan's feet.

His figure vanished abruptly, and he reappeared in another position thousands of meters away.

A thin middle-aged man wearing a platinum mask let out a low roar of horror in his eyes, and powerful waves of evil energy poured out of his body.

He gripped the golden spear in his hand with both hands and slammed it forward.

However, this spear immediately fell into the envelopment of a huge force after poking it out, and it could not be entered.

Immediately after, a terrifying giant claw suddenly slapped down from the top of his head.

The platinum mask on his face suddenly erupted with a huge will, but this will was only burst out for a moment, and it was immediately scattered by the giant claws.

And then it fell with a bang.

"Smack-"

A skull was pinched and exploded by a blood-colored claw.

Lu Yuan casually threw away the golden spear in one hand, and then let go of his other hand.

The broad palm of the hand saw a blur of flesh and blood, and a small crumpled metal mask in it.

"Six left."

Lu Yuan continued to move forward.

The rest is not easy to find.

Most of the remaining Mosa Thrones have fled, and some are now almost out of the ocean.

There are only two hunting targets left on Alloy Island.

Two of Lu Yuan's eight arms casually tore forward.

The invisible force is transmitted forward through the air

"Torah—"

An arched metal building in front of him suddenly parted from it and was torn in half.

Behind the ruins of the building, the two men were quietly waiting for his arrival.

Lu Yuan stopped and looked at the two people in front of him.

One he was familiar with was the Eleventh Throne of Mosa that led him to the island.

This lion-like blonde man was standing less than a kilometer away from the road, his majestic body seemed to be trembling slightly, and his forcibly calm eyes under the mask were full of panic and fear.

The other person was a silver-haired man dressed in ancient armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other.

The armor on the man's body, as well as the spear and shield in his hand, were as if they were made of diamonds, shining brightly and gorgeously in the sun.

He looked much calmer than the Eleventh Throne.

His eyes looked at Lu Yuan intently, and waves of battle intent on his body rose like a tide.

The momentum exuded was also extremely powerful, and the circles of brilliant light emitted from his body shook the void, almost dozens of times more than the Eleventh Throne.

"My name is Fang."

The silver-haired man spoke in a low voice, like some kind of old etiquette before the battle began.

And after the silver-haired man spoke, the Eleventh Throne standing behind him also seemed to have found a support, his eyes gradually became calm, and he even dared to look at Lu Yuan slightly.

"Okay, I remember."

Lu Yuan looked at the silver-haired man condescendingly, and said calmly: "I will engrave this name on your skull as a collection." ”

When the silver-haired man heard this, his pupils burst out.

The battle intent on his body also seemed to have accumulated to a certain peak at this moment.

In a thousandth of an instant, he slammed into Lu Yuan!

(End of chapter)