Divine Throne of the Starry Sky God Realm

Chapter 416

Before the words finished, Long Haochen's voice stopped abruptly.He widened his eyes, fixed his eyes on Roshan, and saw that the wound on the opponent's body had stopped bleeding, and then, the hideous wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he recovered in a blink of an eye.

Long Haochen's face was full of disbelief, and Wutian's voice rang in Long Haochen's mind: "The indestructible body, this kind of physique still exists?"

"The body of immortality? What is that? Is it immortal?"

"Immortality is of course impossible. Even if I reached the level of domain ancestors back then, I would not be able to reach that level. The immortal body is a kind of innate physique. If the injury is not fatal, no matter how Serious injuries can be recovered quickly by consuming spiritual power." Wutian's voice was dignified: "People with indestructible bodies are rare, and I have only seen a few in my life for tens of millions of years. You Be careful!"

Long Haochen nodded his head, watched Roshan's wound recover quickly, thinking about it in his heart, making calculations.

"Should we kill him with one blow with all our strength, or fight him in a war of attrition? Restoring the body consumes a lot of spiritual power, so it should be better to fight a war of attrition." Long Haochen was thinking in his heart when he suddenly saw Roshan swallowing a few pills , the spiritual power in the body was filled again, that huge body could hold more spiritual power than ordinary people, Long Haochen believed that the spiritual power in the opponent's body was probably several times as much as his own!
"Kill the enemy with one blow, absolutely don't spend it with him! Don't let his indestructible body work!" Long Haochen clenched his fists tightly, and just made a decision in his mind, but Wutian's voice sounded in his mind: "Don't think about it." Killed the opponent with one blow! This dead fat man is very thick, and it is impossible for you to rely on your current strength!"

Long Haochen said: "One hit will kill you, but you can't win a war of attrition, so what should you do!"

"If you want to win him, there is only one way, and that is the ancient combat technique I taught you before, slaying monsters and weeping blood! The blood power of thousands of robbers here has become your own power. Through these power and flesh If you fight against the mountains, you will definitely not lose!"

The kung fu of slashing monsters and weeping blood has long been passed on to Long Haochen by Wutian, but Long Haochen has always refused to practice it.The reason is also very simple, this technique is too bloody to practice, it needs to devour the blood of living people, the meaning of endless killing is really against Long Haochen's spirit of chivalry.

Even in the current situation, Long Haochen still had difficulty making up his mind, but time did not allow him to hesitate, Roshan laughed loudly at Long Haochen, and shouted provocatively: "Boy, just use whatever you can! See if you can What can I do!"

The roar of shouting resounded again, and the huge figure turned into a meteor lightning in the sky, smashing towards Long Haochen like a meteor hammer.

You come and go, dozens of rounds pass in the blink of an eye, and there is still no winner.Roshan's speed is not slow, but his dexterity is really insufficient. Long Haochen can't help it for a while. Although Long Haochen's attack caused a lot of damage to Roshan, he couldn't hold back the powerful and magical effect of the indestructible body. He swallowed a few grains of recovery spirit With the powerful elixir, the injury recovered extremely quickly.

The battle was still going on, Long Haochen couldn't help panting, most of the spiritual power in his body had already been consumed.

On the other hand, Roshan seemed to be just warming up, and his attacks became more and more fierce. Long Haochen couldn't dodge once, and the giant hammer fell on Long Haochen's sword.

"Keng!" A loud clanging sound erupted from the collision, relying on the strength of the shock, Long Haochen pulled away and flew back, falling far away, the blood in his body surged, his face was slightly flushed, and he almost spat out blood.

"Haha, kid? Is this going to work? How dare you come to me to kill people with such little ability?" Roshan was not in a hurry to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, like a cat playing with a mouse it just caught, playing with the opponent In between, carrying a sledgehammer, laughing loudly.

The robbers onlookers also yelled and shouted: "Boy, if you dare to come and make trouble at our Flying Saint Bandit's land card, you can die here in peace!"

Long Haochen remained unmoved at all, swallowed a few grains of masters who recovered spiritual power, and quietly looked at Roshan thinking about countermeasures: "No, even the recovery speed of the immortal body's spiritual power is faster than normal people There are many, and the protracted war is not the way to go!"

"Long Haochen, you are already weak like this, why don't you need to kill the monster and weep blood?" Wutian's voice sounded in Long Haochen's mind again, and the voice was already sullen.

Long Haochen shook his head secretly and did not speak. He naturally had his own thoughts: "Slaying Monsters and Weeping Blood is nothing but blood. The most important point is that after practicing this kind of kung fu, you will be affected by the bloody killing in the kung fu." Mind, if you are not careful, you will become a bloodthirsty demon!"

For Long Haochen, even dying is better than turning into a bloodthirsty demon, but just thinking of this, several figures appeared in his mind.

Cai'er, Wang Yuanyuan, Sima Xian, Lin Xin... Friends!

At this moment, Roshan shouted loudly: "Boys, let's go together, let this kid see how powerful our Flying Saint Bandit is! Get rid of this kid!"

"Yes!"

Thousands of people responded at the same time, and the shouts echoed in the small cave.

Long Haochen's expression turned ugly instantly, a mountain of meat was enough for him to deal with, plus thousands of helpers, would he die here today?

"Long Haochen, there's no need to kill monsters and weep blood at this time, when will we wait?" Wutian's voice followed closely behind, and exploded in Long Haochen's mind.

The struggling and hesitant eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a face full of determination, Long Haochen moved his eyes from Roushan to the countless young men, and said to himself: "Even if you are going to die, you have to wait until you find it." Cai'er will die later!"

With something more important in his heart, Long Haochen's eyes suddenly sharpened, aroused with a fighting spirit, and he secretly thought of the mantra of killing monsters and weeping blood in his heart, his eyes turned red instantly.

The faint smell of blood suddenly diffused in the cave for no reason, and the strange atmosphere gradually stained everyone's hearts unconsciously.

"Slaying monsters and weeping blood is an original technique created by the ancient god Xueyun with his talents. In a war-torn era, in order to stop the war, he fought against thousands of soldiers in the world with his own strength, and killed hundreds of nations in the world for thousands of years. The color of the talk has changed! The poem says: Three thousand Qinshui strong men have blood, and they are used to watching the sunset burn the clouds. Slaying monsters for ten years without stopping, the heroes of the world are weeping blood. Killing monsters, destroying barbarians and slaughtering Wudao, restore the world to peace!"

"The blood of three thousand Qinshui warriors... Kill the monsters, destroy the savages and slaughter Wudao, so that the world can be brought back to peace?" Following Wutian's introduction, Long Haochen also slowly recited those poems, only feeling the mighty man fighting alone The figure seemed to be right in front of him, and his chest was filled with a sense of heroism.Because of these few lines of poems, Long Haochen no longer had the slightest grievance in his heart towards the technique of slaying monsters and weeping blood. The next moment, a red light condensed in his hand, and that red light was in the shape of a sword. It was illusory and strange. But it makes people look intimidated.Without hesitation, Long Haochen poured all the strength in his body into the blade without reservation.

He didn't know why he did this, but he had this thought in his heart, and there was a force pushing him to do this. The long sword infused with spiritual power exuded dazzling brilliance, as if it had become a semi-physical existence, the dragon Hao Chen waved his arms and swung his long sword, a red light arc three or four feet long swept across the robbers in front of him.

No screams could be heard, only the sound of the light arc cutting through flesh and blood, the direction Long Haochen swung was the direction with the most people, hundreds of people were decapitated with one blow!Blood flowed like a river in an instant!
With just one move, the robbers were so frightened that they no longer dared to move forward, and retreated one after another. Even Roshan's brows trembled uncontrollably, and his face twitched violently.

But soon Roshan's expression turned cold, and a sneer of disdain rose from the corner of his mouth, and he said: "You used all your strength in one move, so what are you going to use to fight me? Could it be that you just want to fight against me before you die?" How many backs did you pull?"

Long Haochen's eyes were red, and he ignored him at all. This blow consumed too much spiritual power. At this time, Long Haochen was out of breath, but a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a smile made everyone who saw it people have chills in their hearts.

The next moment, Long Haochen suddenly raised his arm, raising his hand to attract.In an instant, the blood all over the ground turned into countless blood threads, flying towards Long Haochen, towards his right hand.

The blood gathered into a blood-colored long sword in his hand, the blood-red color was crystal clear, exuding a bloodthirsty brilliance, like a red crystal sword.

Roshan's brows were completely condensed into a knot, and he secretly screamed in his heart that he was not good!But without waiting for him to think about it, Long Haochen swung the red long sword in his hand again!
The swing this time was absolutely different from the last one. Long Haochen swung the long sword as if his spiritual power was inexhaustible. He squandered it recklessly. The momentum is heavy!

Countless red lights formed a gorgeous flower that instantly bloomed in the cave, and the red light cut through the bodies of countless robbers.

And Roshan was the first to bear the brunt. Countless red light blades fell on him in an instant, and there was no time to dodge. He could only watch his body being attacked.

Roshan's body was much stronger than other robbers, and countless blades fell on his body. Although he was scarred and scarred, none of the swords could cut him open.

Roshan's expression was distorted, his body was cut open by the sword continuously, and there were dozens of cuts on his body in a blink of an eye. This feeling is absolutely uncomfortable!He squinted his eyes and stared at Long Haochen closely, only waiting for the moment when Long Haochen was exhausted, then he attacked Long Haochen, intending to kill Long Haochen, but he also wondered where Long Haochen came from. Power, issued so many powerful attacks.

No matter how powerful Long Haochen is, Roshan is not panicked, he has an indestructible body, this degree of injury is not enough to kill him, as long as he has enough spiritual power, he can recover soon.

But at this moment, Roshan suddenly felt powerless all over his body. Looking at his body, he finally found in horror that the blood in his body seemed to be out of control, flying out along with the blood of other people, and flew towards Long Haochen's hands. , turned into Long Haochen's power, and then turned into countless attacks, rushing towards him again.

(End of this chapter)