Yang Yu felt that his whole body was full of explosive power, and he had never felt that he could have such a powerful power.

Using the Heavenly Transformation Technique to transform the demonic qi, in just a moment, the power in his body turned into pure demonic qi, which was definitely higher than the quality of the demonic qi in Chenfeng's body.

The fighting spirit is high, and the fighting spirit is soaring, as if he was born to fight.

The Great Silence Extinguishing Seal is also the supreme technique of the Demon Race, and the Silence Annihilation Finger is the same level, and it cannot be learned by non-Demon Clansmen, but Yang Yu actually learned it because of the Heavenly Transformation Technique, and it looks like it.

The black finger shadow is huge, top-down, and powerful.

The Great Silence Seal is also a demon exercise, and it can also be used to the extreme in Yang Yu's hands, and it is also useful for the artistic conception of Silence.

"Bang!"

The collision of the handprint formed by the Silent Finger Shadow and the Great Silent Seal erupted into a black glow, instantly swept away, and a wave of annihilation of the world began.

"Hmph!" Yang Yu snorted, his body was suddenly smashed to the ground, and the soles of his feet sank deep into the ground, feeling as if they were about to crack.

Chenfeng also snorted, obviously not expecting Yang Yu to also use the Silence Annihilation Series, using the same exercise power as him, which he didn't expect.

But one thing is undeniable, even if Yang Yu barely burns his cultivation, he can only reach the realm of demigods, and he will never be able to have the power of a true god realm powerhouse.

The potential of the Flowing Fire Recipe to burn the body, and the use of all kinds of violent and ferocious emotions, only increases the quantity of power, but does not improve the quality.

This has become a barrier between the Yuan Master and the True God, and it cannot be changed.

"It turned out to be a compression of vitality, and it could only be turned into divine power after refinement, and it was impossible to have the power of a true god realm martial artist in this way, I have to think of a way. Yang Yu muttered to himself, feeling that it was not a way to go on like this.

The essence of life is different, and the difference between the yuan force and the divine power is the essence, which cannot be made up by the mere flow of fire.

He had to find another way.

On the other side, Kun Yuan, Kun Hao, and Luo Qingshan joined forces to fight freely. It's also extremely intense.

Kun Yuan holds the Heaven-Shaking Bow in his hand and attacks from a distance, looking for flaws, every time at a critical moment. will shoot a vitality arrow feather, forcing the free to return to defense.

"Howl!"

The loud and clear dragon roar emanated from the arrows, and the golden arrows between them turned into golden dragons. Let the free sometimes be embarrassed.

And Jian Luo is very high-spirited, using the mortal-level secret treasure Heigang Sword, and Xiaoyao close-quarters combat, Dongfang Wentian, Colin and others are on the side to assist, long-range attack.

Although Kun Hao and the others are numerous, they have to do their best every time they attack, Rao is so, and he can't really hurt Xiaoyao, he can only force Xiaoyao to defend.

And the Loose is more relaxed, as long as you seize the opportunity. would have attacked one of them with all his might, and if it weren't for Kun Yuan's assistance, I'm afraid someone would have died.

"Hehe, you are already at the end of the crossbow, if no one comes to save you, then you will only die!"

Kun Yuan and the others consumed a huge amount of strength, and they couldn't compare with the ease of the True God Realm, they were already embarrassed. It is estimated that it will be defeated soon.

Although there is no obstacle for the time being, after a long time, Kun Yuan and the others will definitely be defeated, and even their lives will be in danger.

Yang Yu and Morrowind collided. Each time he had to get close to full strength, but he couldn't inflict fatal damage on Morrowind, but he repeatedly coughed up blood, his face was pale, and his strength was seriously consumed, and he was invincible.

"Fu Mo Ding. Conquer the demons!"

Yang Yu collided with the morning wind again, and with the power of the Great Silence Seal, he took the opportunity to stay away from the morning wind, and at the same time sacrificed the Demon Suppression Ding, heading towards the morning wind cover.

Fu Mo Ding grew up in the wind, becoming tens of meters in size, and buckled upside down on the head of the morning wind.

"It turned out to be the Fu Demon Ding!" Chen Feng looked at the Fu Demon Ding on his head, his expression was surprised, "Damn, this is Du Yu's Fu Demon Ding, how can it be in your hands?

Yang Yu glanced at Leng Feng, secretly anxious in his heart.

Now, the fourth wave of the Cold Front Tribulation has just passed, and the fifth wave is coming soon, and it seems that it will take at least two hours to survive the Tribulation.

"Damn, it's the first time I've noticed that two hours pass so slowly!" Yang Yu cursed in his heart, feeling that time was passing slowly for the first time, and his mood became irritable.

The puppet can't be used, he can only rely on his own hands, and it's all a matter of strength.

Xiaoyao's side has a slight upper hand, and it is only a matter of time before Kun Yuan and the others are defeated, once Xiaoyao frees up his hand and shoots at Leng Feng, things will become very bad.

Fu Mo Ding grew larger, and shrouded towards the top of the morning wind.

For a while, countless gray and white silk threads flew out of the Fu Mo Ding, winding towards the morning wind, wanting to receive the morning breeze into the Fu Mo Ding.

"Not good!"

The morning wind suddenly felt bad, and the divine power surging in his body suddenly became heavy and sluggish, he knew that this was the Fu Demon Ding that worked, and his strength was greatly reduced, only about seventy or eighty percent of the heyday.

He wanted to solve it, but there was no way in a short time, so he could only punch Fu Moding.

The body of the morning wind shook, and the divine power in the body rushed out, majestic like a turbulent ocean, and immediately shattered the gray silk thread from the Fu Demon Ding.

"Fu Mo Ding, Fu Ding!"

However, before he could be happy, Yang Yu actually controlled Fu Mo Ding to smash it down again.

In an instant, a large number of gray silk threads flew out again, enveloping him, and his strength was suppressed again.

Yang Yu used the Flowing Fire Technique, used the Fu Demon Ding, and urged the whole body to cultivate, and he could barely draw with Chenfeng, but after a long time, he only had to lose.

The divine power in the body of the true god powerhouse is surging, and the storage capacity is also multiplied geometrically, which is comparable to the peak realm of the non-Yuan Master.

Although Yang Yu relied on his monstrous battle intent and used the Fu Demon Ding at the same time to suppress the car energy in front of him, it was only temporarily suppressed, and it was impossible to last for a long time.

Once he waits for his strength to run out, Morrowind will prevail again.

"I want to see how long your burning cultivation can last, you are just the end of the strong crossbow, and when your strength is consumed, you are not at my disposal?"

Although Morrowind is temporarily at a disadvantage, his eyes are vicious and he is unwilling to fight hard.

He finally advanced to the true god, his strength was unprecedentedly huge, he was not willing to fight Yang Yu to the death, if he injured the fundamentals, the road in the future would be difficult.

So he was procrastinating, waiting for Yang Yu to get rid of his strength, and he just sat on the fisherman's profits.

"Hehe, it must be longer than you!" Yang Yu smiled. The fighting spirit is still high.

"Hard-mouthed, mere Yuan Shi realm, far from the true god, how can you persevere?" Morrowind pursed his lips disdainfully. Blocking Fu Mo Ding's attack once, the performance was quite easy.

In the face of the five powerhouses of Jian Luo, Kun Yuan, Kun Hao, Colin, and Dongfang Wentian, he was still at ease, without showing any fatigue, and the divine power in his body was surging. There are no signs of dryness.

On the other hand, the peak powerhouses of the five major master masters were all embarrassed, their strength consumption was very serious, and some of them were seriously injured, and it was difficult to hold on.

At this time, Xiaoyao sneered, seized the opportunity, and suddenly took out a black bead, infused it with great power, and threw it in the direction of Leng Feng. Faster than a cannonball.

"Hehe, let's taste the taste of the Demon Destroying Orb!"

Xiaoyao sneered, as if he had seen the explosion of the Demon Bead causing the Heavenly Tribulation to fluctuate, and the Heavenly Tribulation would drop several times the power, blasting Leng Feng into slag.

However, at this moment, the Explosion Orb seemed to be changed by an invisible force, and it actually deviated from the track.

"Bang!"

The Explosion Orb exploded thousands of meters away from the cold front, and a halo of light dispersed, and the rocks collapsed in the place it passed, and the dry trees also turned into powder.

An Orb of Explosion. It's terrifying.

"How is that possible?" Xiaoyao felt incredulous.

Exploded in the magic bead, but infused with his divine power and soul power, even if it was an ordinary Yuan Master peak powerhouse, there was no way to deflect it.

However. Before he could react, behind him, a powerful and incomparable wave appeared, making him feel in danger of extinction and terrifying him inside.

He hurriedly turned around, and the divine power in his body surged wildly. Moving like a volcano, forming a black glossy gauze on the surface of his body, this is the strongest strength he can condense in a short period of time.

Dozens of meters behind Xiaoyao, a big man with an expressionless face raised his palm, and the white light flashed in his palm.

"Bang!"

The expressionless big man, with a push of his palm, a white pillar of light formed, and instantly shot towards Xiaoyao, which came in an instant, and there was no way to hide.

"Who are you? The demons are doing things here, friends don't deceive people too much, if I offend your interests, my demons will compensate you!"

Frightened, a bad feeling came to his heart, he had been locked by the big man, and there was no way to hide.

"Poof!"

The bright pillar of light, emitting a dazzling light, directly hit Xiaoyao's body, so that Xiaoyao had no possibility of dodging, he could only resist hard, but in a flash, the black gauze on the surface of Xiaoyao's body was shattered, and the huge force came from the mountains and seas, hitting his chest fiercely.

The free god body was like being hit by a 10,000-pound giant hammer and flew out upside down.

On the way again, Xiaoyao coughed up blood, which was mixed with broken internal organs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiaoyao's face was as pale as paper.

Xiaoyao stabilized his figure, his face was gloomy, he let out his perception, and only after half a sound did he reminisce, "It turned out to be a puppet, but where did such a terrifying puppet come from, and it actually has the strength of the True God Realm?"

Xiaoyao is a smart man, and soon, he knows that the big man is a puppet.

He looked at the scorched black on his chest, and immediately his blood surged, and a large mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out, and his face turned even paler.

One blow, just one blow, and he was hit hard.

"Xiaoyao, are you alright?" said Morning Wind as he slammed into the Demon Ding again, shouting at Xiaoyao.

He cultivated for the True God Realm, even if he was suppressed, his perception was still there, and after he found out that Xiaoyao was injured by that big man, he immediately showed concern and asked.

"Good chance!"

The blood shadow secretly applauded, he couldn't lurk, just for this moment, the blood god turned into a body, and hit Chenfeng's body at any cost, and when he hit it, he immediately fled away.

"Damn!" Morrowind was struck, and he felt that the power in his body was a little uncontrollable, and his divine power was about to disperse.

At the same time, Yang Yu killed the Divine Sword and frantically infused his power, and in a very short period of time, eighty percent of the power in his body was infused into the Divine Killing Sword.

"Killing the Sword, Killing the Gods!"

Yang Yu shouted, and slashed down at the morning wind with a sword.

"Bang!"

The scarlet sword qi that gathered Yang Yu's whole body strength, with a ferocious and violent emotion, slashed at Chenfeng's body, and the huge sword qi was incomparably powerful, and it was slashed vertically.

"Holy!"

The morning breeze was shocked, Yang Yu's sword was not trivial, not to mention that the Divine Sword was a secret treasure of the first grade of the spirit level, far from being comparable to the Demon Ding, he sacrificed his weapon, and then condensed the black black light shield in front of him to protect himself.

"Click!"

In an instant, his weapon exploded under the sword qi, and his black light shield only supported it for a short time, and it was also shattered again, but most of the sword qi power had already been consumed.

"Damn, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky!"

It was a very simple thing, but he didn't expect it to develop to such an extent, which really made him feel unexpected, depressed in his heart, and a sense of withdrawal was born for the first time.

"Flutter!"

Rao is sword qi just entered the body, the power in Chenfeng's body was irritable, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, his face was as pale as paper, and he was injured in one move.

Regardless of the cost, the humanoid body exploded towards the morning wind, and a punch was blasted out on the way.

"Peng!"

The blood was shocked and flew upside down, and the morning wind qi and blood rolled again, feeling that it was really a tiger falling into Pingyang, and he was seriously injured by two peak powerhouses of the Yuan Division.

"Good chance, all the best shots!" Kun Yuan howled loudly when he saw that Xiaoyao was injured.

Dongfang Wentian didn't care about his life, burned his cultivation, infused the strongest blow, and smashed his fist towards Xiaoyao's head, which was obviously a lifeless fight.

Jian Luo is also a burning cultivator, regardless of the cost, the Hei Gang sword is cut down on the head.

Colin and Kun Hao also used their strongest moves to greet Xiaoyao vigorously.

"Howl!"

And after Kun Yuan howled, all his strength condensed into a huge arrow feather, the loud dragon roared and circled, and a golden arrow was formed, and at the same time on the way, it had already turned into a golden dragon, opening its mouth and biting towards Xiaoyao's head.

The five powerhouses infused the maximum cultivation, took out the move of pressing the bottom of the box, and desperately attacked Xiaoyao.

"Get out!" Rao is Xiaoyao was already injured, and his strength should not be underestimated, so he directly burned his cultivation, and blasted out with a punch, and he actually repelled the full attack of the five people.

He knew that if he was not careful, he would definitely fall.

This is a powerful attack formed by the infusion of all five people, and if he is careless, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

After a glance, he found that the puppet had begun to gather strength, and soon it would inspire a second attack.

Rao is free for the true god realm, this moment is also a numb scalp, if he suffers again, it will definitely kill him, he has just advanced to the true god, and he doesn't want to die yet.

"Morrowind, go! Blood escape!" Burning Cultivation Freely, howling loudly, blood gushing from the surface of his body, and the next moment, his body disappeared out of thin air.

The morning wind shook back the suppression of the Demon Ding, and then shook Yang Yu and the blood shadow back with a punch, and also burned the cultivation, and disappeared in an instant, leaving no afterimage.

Kun Yuan and the others were repelled by Xiaoyao's desperate blow, only to feel as if the bones of the whole body were broken, the pain was unbearable, and the qi and blood were tumbling and dizzy.

"Chase!"

Kun Yuan shouted, knowing that this was the best time, if he missed it, it would be difficult to have such a good opportunity in the future. (To be continued.) )