Chapter 40: The Post-War Tragedy (Plus More, Today's Third Update)
In the middle of the mountaintop, the air crumbles.
"Boom!" Behind the wolf king, a palace appeared, majestic, domineering, brilliant, blue bricks and red tiles, as huge as a mountain, but full of demonic energy, a majestic demonic aura like the ocean, the palace was set off like the demon emperor's heavenly palace, and a vast demonic power flowed out, as if it could suppress nine heavens and ten earths.
"Roar!!
At this time, a wolf walked out of the palace, and the wolf's appearance was the same as that of the wolf king.
The wolf walked out of the palace, jumped up, as if turning into a gust of wind, and flew directly into the sky, and when the wind rose, it turned into a huge beast.
Its body is like the sea, its eyes are like a green moon, its head is a dragon's head, its body is a black wolf's body, its body is full of rich demonic energy, and its body is densely covered with black scale armor, flashing with metallic luster, each piece is like a house, too huge.
"Boom!" The dragon-like beast roared angrily, rushing towards the sweeping monk and Huang Shang, directly bursting the air, making the void tremble, and the incomparable majestic momentum emanated, like an ancient demon saint descending, the momentum was too terrifying.
A vision is a strange sight, and at the same time, it is also a terrifying means of attack, and it is powerful.
If Xiaoyaozi's move "Kunpeng spreads its wings" before was just the prototype of the vision, then the trick performed by the wolf king at this time is the real vision.
It has a thin ancient dragon bloodline in its body, and in the bloodline inheritance, it has inherited such a vision.
Of course, the power of the vision is incomparable, and it can increase as its own realm deepens, so it requires a huge amount of energy support to cast the vision, even if it is the energy support of the wolf king's heyday, it can only be used twice.
Now, it is seriously injured, and its demonic power can only be barely exerted once, and after one time, it will inevitably fall to the ground without strength.
In other words, after this vision, it must be exhausted, and even the strength to cry out to the wolves will be drained. If this can't kill the sweeping monk and Huang Shang, then it must be the one who dies.
Hold the grass! This Nima doesn't agree with a word, and makes a big move!
The sweeping monk and Huang Sheng watched the dragon giant wolf pounce, their eyelids jumped, and they secretly scolded the wolf king for being insidious, and they actually made a big move quietly.
However, scolding is secretly scolding, in the face of the vision of the life palace of the strong man in the early stage of the life palace, the two did not dare to slack off, and they used the pressure box one after another.
Because this vision was so terrifying, both of them felt a deadly crisis from it, and they had no doubt that if they didn't play their hole cards again, they wouldn't have to do it again, because after this trick, you would have already stopped.
"Hum!" The sweeping monk's body is filled with golden light, and the whole is like gold poured, too valuable, phew, too sacred, like a Buddha in the dust, the treasure is solemn, and he wants to purify all sentient beings and transform the world.
"Boom!" suddenly, the sweeping monk who turned into a golden-bodied Arhat looked at King Kong angrily, punched out, and the bright light bloomed infinitely, like a round of golden sun descending into the world, illuminating a piece of gold here, like a pure land, as if there was a Buddha chanting, the Bodhisattva whispered, and a sacred breath permeated.
"Hum!" "Hum!" The yellow robe is fluttering, the white hair, and the white beard are fluttering, there is a Taoist inaction, and at the same time, he is like a Taoist true immortal.
"Boom!" a river appeared behind him, it was a cold and lingering glacier, white, cold, frozen, like a vast Milky Way, silver like a star, on the surface of the river, you can clearly see a bright moon hanging in the air, round and white, like a white jade god stone.
When the moonlight falls, the glacier seems to come to life, setting off stormy waves, immeasurable silver waves, turning into a sea dragon, across the void, the dragon chant to shake the sky, a vast breath emanating, ice and snow, there is a kind of extreme cold, as if it can freeze for nine days, it goes straight to the beast.
"Boom ......" Golden Fist, in September, the three beasts collided together, and suddenly, there was a violent roar, if the sea collapsed, it seemed that the sky was overturned, shocking the world.
You can see that there are three terrifying waves of qi sweeping here, golden, silver, black, the three waves of qi are like three giant waves of the divine sea, immeasurable and surging, exuding a glorious light, striking the nine heavens, colliding with each other, and the aftermath swept in all directions.
Suddenly, the earth collapsed, the earth and rocks rolled, the top of the mountain shook, a trace of waves splashed into the distant woods, and countless ancient trees directly broke and fell to the ground.
"Boom!" In the end, I don't know how long it took, the golden light, the silver waves, the dragon-like and the giant wolf-like beasts all disappeared, canceled each other out, and annihilated in the heavens and the earth.
This final blow was a defeat for both sides, and no one won.
At this time, the sweeping monk and Huang Shang were both powerless to fall to the ground, their true qi was exhausted, and the two of them were physically exhausted.
"Die!" At this time, Xiaoyaozi's little recovered true qi and residual physical strength rushed over, he held Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Sword in his hand, and slashed it towards the throat of the wolf king, with all his strength.
Because the wolf king had fought with everyone for a long time before, most of the wolf hair that was as hard as a needle had fallen off, including the wolf hair on the throat, so at this time, Xiaoyaozi's sword was like a stroke of genius, and it directly pierced into the skin of the wolf king.
"Poof......
Suddenly, blood spurted out, like a spring, black blood with a blazing temperature sprayed straight into the sky, a huge head rose to the sky, the face of the head was hideous, and the green eyes were full of unwillingness.
At this moment, the king of this mountain, the wolf king, the demon king, died !!
Seeing the wolf king dead, the wolves were leaderless, and there was a sudden chaos, and countless giant wolves were uneasy, but they were not intelligent, and they did not have the idea of avenging the wolf king, but when they saw the wolf king die, a trace of fear rose in their hearts, and after a while, the wolves dispersed in a hurry.
After the wolves dispersed, it was like a black cloud retreating, and the earth revealed a piece of blood covered with cracks, a sea of corpses and blood, the remains of broken arms, bleeding and drifting, white brains spread on the ground like tofu flowers, human heads, giant wolf heads everywhere.
Originally, there were thousands of martial artists present, but nine out of ten died, and only more than a hundred martial artists survived, and even five or six of the innate martial artists fell into the hands of the wolf king, and the battle was too tragic.
In the distance, on a lone peak.
"Alas, if you hadn't taken the wrong path of martial arts, you wouldn't have had to die so many people. Lu Yue's little face showed a look of sighing, looking like a little adult, and said.
During the period of the Three Kingdoms in ancient times, the sky was proud and the stars were shining, at that time, "qi and blood like a dragon" was not a legend, if everyone had the method of cultivating the ancient "qi" and "body" practitioners, they would not have fallen so many people at all.
However, time is cruel and wears everything out.
"It's time to test human nature......" After sighing, Lu Yue seemed to see something and said this.
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On the top of the mountain, every one of the remaining people had wounds on their bodies, but the severity was severe or light.
At this time, a middle-aged martial artist whose realm was at the pinnacle of the realm, that is, the peak of the day after tomorrow, his eyes flickered, and his figure quietly approached the group of innate martial artists who were almost exhausted.
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