"Lucky Dice Activated!

"The user's luck value has decreased, and the extreme doom body has been transformed!"

"Valid time: 24 hours!

Great Zhu Wuhuang watched as a transparent hourglass appeared on Yu Si's head, and there was a little devil sitting on the hourglass with teeth and claws...

However, this scene seemed to be only visible to him, and the people eating melons next to him did not react.

Although I don't know what an extreme doom body is, it's unlucky at first glance!

"Okay, I hope you don't flash your arms when you beat me!"

Even if he used the lucky dice, Da Zhu Wuhuang still didn't have any expectations for the process of fighting, the key is that his talent is so ashamed, and he has no attack power at all...

......

Seeing that Emperor Zhu Wuhuang really ran over and launched a challenge, Huang Sixian's big black and white eyes were full of joy.

"My little brother is really good... For my sake, even the Holy Son of the Holy See is not afraid!

But when I turned my head, I was a little worried.

The Holy See has a population of hundreds of millions, and there are tens of millions of awakened people alone, and among the younger generation, Yu Si is the most brilliant pearl, the peak of the eighteen-year-old elite, which is rare in the entire New Calendar World.

And it is said that if it weren't for the forcible suppression of the realm for this trip to Yingzhou space, he would have been able to break through the master realm a long time ago.

No matter how weird his little brother's talent is, can he deal with him?

And his suspected erysipelas trick happened to be restrained by the holy light of the Holy See...

She felt that she seemed to be a little impulsive, and was about to say something to stop her, but Da Zhu Wuhuang had already set up his horse again, and waved his hand at the other party: "Fight across the mountain..."

Before the word cow came out, Yu Si had already sneered and picked up the scepter, and waved it lightly: "God's punishment..."

As he spoke, a blood-red light suddenly flashed, and the awakened people of the Holy See next to him immediately applauded.

"His Highness the Holy Son's divine grammar is really perfect..."

"It's too strong, even the archbishop has to recite the secret incantation, it can't be so fast!"

"Worthy of being the messenger of the Lord, tsk... That fat man is dead!"

"Hehe, even if you don't die, you have to shed a layer of skin... That's God's punishment!"

"Uh... This, this is..."

"Holy Son, he..."

After a moment, the cheers died down.

Everyone watched as His Highness the Holy Son waved his staff, and then the end of the staff happened to hook the belt of his white robe, and suddenly turned inward, and the red light just detached, shooting straight towards his own face...

The three-foot-long scepter, held in the middle of the hand, the top was almost level with his face, this time it was so close that Yu Si didn't react at all, there was a piece of blood light floating in front of him, and a thin layer of holy light beside him flashed, and then he let out a terrible scream.

God's punishment is an outlier in divine grammar, and it is used in the Holy See to punish those who violate the teachings.

With Yu Si's hatred of Emperor Zhu Wu, his attack will naturally not be light, and his punishment technique contains a total of three hallucinatory attacks, Ling Chi, peeling and blood boiling!

But now, it's all planted on his head!

Although he was blessed by the holy light, he had slightly reduced the damage, but when had he ever tasted this kind of suffering, for a while, the whole person convulsed, and the blood vessels on a white and handsome face burst out, extremely hideous, his eyeballs bulged out, and there was a trace of heat in his blonde hair.

", I'm going to kill myself before I even start fighting? This extreme doom body is so terrifying?"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was also startled, remembering the four lucky dice left in the storage space, and made up his mind, this thing is better to keep for people in the future...

However, the opportunity to beat the water dog could not be missed, and he didn't play any bull fighting across the mountain, so he rushed over directly, and smashed his fist towards Yu Si's nose.

Now, he is already in the fusion realm, although he has no ability, talent and shame, but the strength of the physical body is real, this punch, a thousand kilograms are always there.

The beautiful boss instructed that it was best to disfigure this kid, so he greeted him in the face.

This little white face has a tall and straight nose, which is comparable to himself, and my emperor is very unaccustomed to it!

"This punch is righteous Bo Yuntian, for the princess boss!"

"This punch is based on modesty, teach you not to pretend to be forced!"

"This punch is the resentment of the otaku, for the sake of the girls behind you!"

"This punch... I don't know why, I just want to beat you up anyway!"

"This punch..."

Bang bang ...

Don't look at Da Zhu Wuhuang's fatness, but in fact, there is no fat on his body, it is full of energy, and naturally there is no stupidity of an ordinary fat man, this speed and flexibility do not match his body type at all.

He actually underestimated himself a little, with the primary marrow cleansing pill, so many resources, and the Dragon God Pill, how could his physical strength be comparable to that of an ordinary fusion realm?

The strength of each punch can almost reach the level of the elite realm, even if it can't reach the limit of two thousand kilograms, there are about one thousand and fifteen.

Fifteen hundred kilograms of power, what is the concept of concentrating on a fist? Even a steel plate can smash a hole...

But his fist is not a strengthened part of lethal defense, and it stands to reason that if he smashes like this, his opponent will naturally be miserable, but he himself is no better.

But the strange thing is that every time a punch goes down, in front of Yu Si, there will always be a buffer, reducing his fist power, but in fact, the most that falls into the ground is only a hundred kilograms, and naturally it can't cause much damage.

But the scene was very intense, I saw a round fat man with both arms pulled out of the phantom, his fists sprinkled like raindrops, His Royal Highness the Holy Son had no power to fight back, nosebleeds splashed, and his face was confused, what a tragic word.

"You, you, you... What a guts!"

"Dead fatty!

"Kill him!"

“......”

Beside him, one after another of the awakened people of the Holy See woke up after a moment of distraction, screaming and waving their scepters, but before they could make a move, on the side, Huang Sixian, who had already bent over with a smile, shouted: "Private duel, who dares to move! Xiao Zhanzi, look at it, whoever dares to interfere will beat me!"

"Why is it me again?" Long Baizhan grimaced, grabbed the most fierce Holy See awakened person beside him, and snorted towards the field, "His Highness the Holy Son is protected by the Holy Light, nothing serious... Don't make it hard for me!"

"The Holy Light Blessing is true, this kind of physical injury recovers very quickly, but His Highness the Holy Son doesn't talk about nosebleeds, even the nose boogers have been beaten out, okay... Is this called okay?"

That is the Holy Son of the Holy See! He was ravaged like a quail drenched in the rain and plucked its feathers, and if this was to be spread, even if His Majesty the Pope was merciful and generous, we, the entourage, would have to be torn apart by the believers...

Those awakened were about to cry, but there were a total of two hundred people from the Holy See, and at this time, the dragon clan was four against one, who could intervene?