Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 989 The Quasi-King Soldier Soul!

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Boom!
Ao Huang took half a step back, the golden iron rod was gorgeous, but after all, it was not in the hands of the real quasi-king, just the first blow, there were faint signs of failure.

puff!
But in the next moment, the eldest prince of the Ao family in the East China Sea, with a face like golden paper, spit out a stream of golden dragon blood accompanied by starlight, and poured it on the golden iron rod, becoming a streak-like brand.

"Blood!"

Some experts in the Holy Realm exclaimed that no matter what level of living beings, blood essence is not much, it is the essence of a person's energy and spirit. Once it is worn out, it is extremely difficult to make up for it, and it may even damage the lifespan, or even consume too much. It will exhaust the potential and make it difficult to improve the cultivation base.It can be said that if it is not a critical moment of life and death, no creature is willing to consume essence and blood.

"Brother!"

Ao Zhan was shocked, his elder brother has always been taciturn. When he was young, because he didn't want to bear the cultivation talent endowed by his family blood, he often practiced alone. He was so rebellious that many elders in the clan disliked him, and he was even respected by his peers. However, this elder brother often acts silently to get rid of all the troubles for him, and then takes him to freshen up and teach him the practice of warfare other than martial arts. Four or five years older, half-brother, who has protected him through a long period of teenage years.

boom!
At this moment, the quasi-king soldier recovered spontaneously.

The golden iron rod is gorgeous, overflowing with a large amount of chaotic energy, crystal clear like glass, and a hazy figure emerges, filled with golden light, unable to see the real shape, holding the bright rod body.

"Quasi-king soldier soul!"

The quasi-king from Longxuehuang's family Ningshen, his face is not very good-looking. Although he stepped into the Supreme King Realm with half a foot and became the quasi-king, the human heavenly soldier is still at the level of the holy soldier. If he wants to evolve into a quasi-king soldier, he still has to Lacking some magical materials, it takes time and months of training and breeding. Those who can possess the quasi-king soldiers are either those with profound background, or they have entered this field for a long time.

The quasi-king soldiers are different from ordinary human heavenly soldiers. They already have a certain degree of autonomy. The quasi-king soldiers act with their souls to control the quasi-king soldiers. Because they have the brand of the quasi-kings, once they fully recover, they are no less than a quasi-king personally.

The recovered army soul of the quasi-king is in the shape of a human, the golden light is like fog, it is difficult to see the real shape, but as soon as he makes a move, there is infinite terror.

Woo!
The golden iron rod was swung up, magnified at once, and turned into a huge glazed sky pillar, straight into the sky, towering into the starry sky, and then aimed at the quasi-king of the Longxuehuang family, and fell down in the air.

This stick fell from the starry sky to the earth, and it was like a giant dragon coming from nine heavens away. Big stars emerged one after another, like the sun in the sky, illuminating the four poles of the world, and the terrifying energy collapsed like a river of stars. , This is a manifestation of the level of life. When you reach the Supreme King Realm, you can trigger changes in the stars with just one breath. The chaotic aura in the universe and the starry sky will become its replenishment.

"Dragon stick!"

There are five sages who whispered, this is the famous top general book of the Ao family in the East China Sea, the sacred stick method, the pioneer is a very famous master of the Ao family in the past thousand years, he became the quasi-king before Jiazi, and he is expected to be a king in a hundred years Nei took another step and truly ascended to the Supreme King Realm.

Compared with the quasi-king of the Huang family, the pioneer of this dragon cudgel is the real top figure among the quasi-kings, and he is about to become a real king. , When it is unfolded, it's like a real quasi-king is making a move, and the supreme aura locks on the quasi-king of the Huangjia, which changes the color of this newly promoted quasi-king of the Huangjia who has only been promoted for ten years.

hold head high!
The quasi-king of the Huang family did not dare to be careless, he moved both fists together, evolving the Huang family's domineering holy fist, the wild dragon fist was intertwined, and the power of the fist blended. The roar of the dragon shaking the starry sky.

The dazzling fist light burst out, and behind the quasi-king of the Huang family, the phantom of the wild dragon seemed to come to life, condensed like a substance, and the seven stars rotated between the eyebrows of the dragon's head, like seven ancient and bright stars, blooming dazzling stars.

Bang!
The quasi-king of the Huang family shook the dragon stick hard with a pair of dragon fists. The magnificent impact sound was like a meteor exploding. At this moment, I couldn't help shaking my whole body, my eardrums were about to burst, my muscles and bones were numb, my blood was almost scattered by the shock, and my internal organs were all displaced.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared above the tomb of the era.

The sky darkened, as if the night had fallen, with strange brilliance, it was a broken starry sky, like rocks in the ground, layer by layer, distorting people's eyes.

In some familiar scenes, Su Qinian took a deep breath, and the collision of two quasi-king-level forces broke into the other side of the starry sky, in the layer upon layer of void faults. A saint can only shatter one side of the starry sky, but cannot penetrate the void fault. This kind of power is awe-inspiring.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Under the crumbling starry sky, the quasi-king of the Huang family is retreating, his fists are stained with blood, and he is faintly invincible. The force of that stick is so strong that it seems that countless big stars like gods are falling down at once. The king couldn't bear it either.

In the golden mist, the human-shaped soldier soul stepped forward, and the coiled dragon stick became nine feet nine inches long.

The golden stick has a brilliant aura, and it strikes thousands of miles across, turning the void into chaos, causing the quasi-king of the Huangjia to change color suddenly. Shang Wang Bing can even transform into a human being, walk the starry sky and the earth alone, enlighten the Tao for the supreme powerhouse, and absorb a lot of Taoism.

"A quasi-royal soldier dares to be rampant!"

At this moment, in the black mist, a big gray-black hand suddenly protruded, accompanied by a strong breath of death, and slapped the Panlong stick.

clang!
The golden stick's energy was shattered, the Panlong stick was slapped vigorously by this palm, the soldier's soul retreated a few steps, and the golden mist was shaken away a little.

"Is there no one in the Dragon Family who deceived me!"

Ao Xuan, the fifth prince from the Ao family in Beihai, gave a cold shout, and a black iron gun came out of nothingness, held by one of his hands, and pierced forward.

hold head high!
There is a real dragon roaring, shaking the starlight, and the energy is rushing to the bullfighting. Some masters of the Five Desolation Sacred Realm who have retreated far away are swaying in their hearts, and they are another quasi-king soldier!

"How brave!"

The black mist billowed, and the quasi-king's eyes of the Dragon Burial Valley were as dark as a dark night, sharp and cold. He punched out a fist from the black mist, and the breath of death was like a vast ocean, among which one after another withered stars emerged. They are all dead planets that have entered the last days.

"Fist of Death God!"

The sacred boxing technique from the Dragon Burial Valley is well versed in the avenue of death. With this fist movement, it seems as if it wants to swallow all the vitality and spirituality in front of it.

The golden mist surged, the human-shaped soldier soul shot again, the coiled dragon stick sprayed golden glow, and the breath of Dao, which was just reaching the sun, was vast and majestic, emerging with the golden sun, shining in the world.

However, the death fist punched out in the black mist was extremely powerful. It first hit the tip of the black spear, then retracted it like lightning, and hit it again, hitting the gorgeous golden stick.

Bang!Bang!
Both quasi-king soldiers were shocked, they were beaten up and flew out.

There is chaos surging, where the three confront each other, the layers of void faults are pierced, and even penetrate the chaotic void, gushing out the eternal chaotic airflow.

puff!
Ao Xuan, the fifth prince of the Ao family in Beihai, coughed up blood, staggered back, showing shock, the quasi-king from the Burial Dragon Valley was too strong, and he didn't show his true form. He knocked back two quasi-king soldiers one after another, and even one of them had fully recovered , with a soldier soul in charge, it is no less than a real quasi-king.

Dressed in purple gold armor, surrounded by flames and lightning, the quasi-king of the Zhanhuang Palace also fixed his eyes, and took a deep look into the death mist. Is this the other foot that is about to step in?
In front of the tomb of Ji Yuan, Su Qinian and Ao Zhan looked at each other, this kind of duel was something they could not intervene in, the majesty of the quasi-king level was enough to make the sage shy away from the front.

groan!
There was a sound of swords whistling, it was Ao Li, the daughter of Nine Dragons from Xihai Ao's family, holding a long blue sword, standing side by side with Ao Huang and Ao Xuan.

The third quasi-king soldier!

In the distance, many masters of the Holy Realm looked at each other. Unexpectedly, there were three quasi-king soldiers in front of the tomb of this era today. Wang, it seems that there is no sign of making a move.

Rumble!
Above the nine heavens, the sound of thunder billowed, the clouds dissipated and the mist dispersed, the starry sky was clearer than ever, the stars shone brightly, and then quickly dimmed, being suppressed by the quasi-king's aura.

The quasi-king of Longxuehuang's family had a very ugly face, standing not far from the quasi-king of Buried Dragon Valley, who was invisible in the black mist, and confronted the three quasi-king soldiers.

"The seventeenth prince."

Ao Li frowned, and looked at Ao Shun, the seventeenth prince of Nanhai. Could it be that the Ao family of Nanhai would just let a younger generation come empty-handed?

The Seventeenth Crown Prince Ao Shun, from the Ao family in Nanhai, was dressed in a golden battle robe and was as rich as jade. Standing there at this moment, there was a kind of calmness in his hands. At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Clan sister I'm too impatient, why do you bother to do it, bloodshed is not the only way, there is always a way that can be shared."

As his words fell, even Ao Xuan and Ao Huang couldn't help frowning. What kind of thoughts did the seventeen princes of the South China Sea have? ?
"The seventeenth prince, but it doesn't matter."

On the contrary, the quasi-king of the Dragon Blood Desolate family, his face softened a little at this time, and he nodded.

In the roiling black mist of death, the quasi-king of Burial Dragon Valley's eyes were dark, but he didn't speak immediately.

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, his bright heart saw emptiness, but from the seventeenth prince of the Ao family in Nanhai, he glimpsed a trace of extremely dark darkness. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!)
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