Chapter 925 Fighting power shines in the starry sky, confront the Ten Patriarchs!
"how is this possible!"
"This guy actually... actually..."
The ten ancestors were all in a state of shock for a moment, their pupils constricted, reflecting the battlefield.
The four divine swords were nailed to the void, motionless, and countless sword marks interlaced in the void, forming a huge sword formation.
All the attacks of the Ten Patriarchs were surrounded by it.
It was difficult to break through the rampage for a while, but Luo Yu was surrounded by divine light, his blood was boiling, he swung his fist to attract the power of heaven and earth, and the phantom of the five-clawed golden dragon flew out with mighty momentum, directly smashing the joint attack of the ten ancestors , triggering a huge explosion.
The tripod, the jade seal, the long sword, the sharp spear, and the umbrella were all blown away, but they were still within the range of the sword array.
The creatures of Douluo Continent who were watching the battle were silent, they just opened their mouths wide, stunned.
No one expected such a situation to happen.
The top ten ancestral realms made a move just now, and they all felt that Luo Yu was going to be alone, and it was difficult to resist.
Where did he expect to be so domineering, blocking and smashing all the attacks of ten ancestral realm powerhouses with his own strength?
"The leader is awesome... awesome..."
"I boil?"
"I'm blanching!!"
After a short period of silence, the Douluo Continent erupted with cheers, and the crowd was extremely excited, blushing with excitement.
Ditian, Qian Daoliu, Ning Fengzhi and the others looked at each other.
"Is the leader...is he so cruel now?"
"This progress speed..."
They all knew very well that Luo Yu hadn't reached the ancestral realm when Tianjun attacked last time, it was only half a month, what happened.
Qian Daoliu trembled, shocked, what a sensational speed of progress.
But what followed in his heart was excitement. With such an awesome thigh to hug, he would be afraid of hanging hair, **** it!
In the past, he was self-reliant and only wanted to work hard alone, manage the Wuhun Palace well, and let the Wuhun Palace stand for thousands of years.
Now he doesn't want to work hard anymore, he just wants to be a licking dog with peace of mind and serve Luo Yu's subordinates.
What?
You say I'm worthless, and I'll be someone else's dog?
Qian Daoliu just wants to yell at this time, today I will tell you what is wrong with being a dog, I will hug this thigh.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
The high-altitude battle continues.
After being shocked, the top ten ancestral realm powerhouses immediately calmed down and joined forces to launch an attack.
Activate the ancestor-level sacred artifacts trapped in the sword array.
A drop of bright red blood seeped out of the tip of the sharpshooter, shattering the void, and the countless nihilistic powers of the beautiful shadows showed their sharpness, as if they could smash everything.
The great cauldron filled with a heavy meaning of suppressing all things in the mountains and rivers, the cauldron suppressed the universe, and the sword energy stagnated instantly, was sucked into the cauldron to refine, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
The jade seal exudes endless aura of the imperial way, as if the phantom of the emperor descends, worships on all sides, and surrenders from all directions. Not only does the holy aura of the imperial way attack the sword array, but a wave of holy power of the imperial way that deters the soul also penetrates the sword array. On Luo Yu's body.
"That's it?"
Luo Yu snorted coldly, stepped on his foot, and nine golden dragon phantoms flew out behind him, condensing a piece of emperor dragon.
The royal aura of the holy way burst out in an instant, reversing all the fluctuations of the jade seal, and counterattacking back.
Wang Tianwu, who controlled Yuxi, snorted and exclaimed:
"how is this possible?"
"How can you have such a strong imperial majesty."
Luo Yu stared blankly at King Tianwu, without any explanation.
Mouth the constitution of heaven, just like the emperor on earth, the supreme being in heaven.
"Tianwu—"
"Kneel down."
King Tianwu lost his eyesight and his knees softened. Just as he was about to kneel down, he heard a loud shout from the side.
"Tianwu can't do it!"
Another companion's reminder brought back the lost mind of King Tianwu.
King Tianwu looked at the dazzling Luo Yu with lingering fear, and recalled that if no one reminded him just now, he would really have knelt down.
Then he is still alive.
"Damn! Asshole!!"
He withdrew 30% of his power to protect his mind, and the aura of the rules of the imperial way permeated the air, urging Yuxi to smash it at Luo Yu.
At this time, the sword formation happened to be broken by the ancestor-level holy artifact.
King Tianwu moved his mind, and the jade seal quickly magnified in the universe, like a mountain, with Mount Tai overwhelming the top.
The middle-aged man held a sharp spear and turned into a stream of light, exuding the true meaning of the rules of the way of the gun. The person in charge exuded a heavy sincerity and fixed Luo Yu.
"Well done."
Luo Yu's shining purple and gold pupils reflected the terrifying and domineering attacks one after another, without changing his face.
The Dragon King's armor erupted with brilliance.
Eleven phantoms of the dragon king, looking up to the sky and screaming, exuding unrivaled power.
After he reached the ancestral realm, he re-sacrificed the eleven-color Dragon King armor, and refined the Dragon King armor with the rules of time. Now it is not what it used to be.
His armor-covered arm punched directly at the suppressed Yuxi Mountain.
"Crash!"
The sky exploded, blood flying.
Yuxi flew upside down, and Luo Yu didn't feel well, because of the force of the shock, the armor on his arm was completely shattered, his fingers were broken, and his flesh was bloody.
But he didn't care at all, summoned Fang Tian's painting halberd, threw it out, and hit the cauldron that radiated thick rules in the distance to hold him.
"Clang!"
The moment Fang Tian's painting halberd came into contact with the ancestor-level holy artifact, it cracked inch by inch, and it seemed to disintegrate at any time, but the huge force it carried through the air acted on the big tripod, and the deafening crisp sound stirred, and the tripod shook Luo Yu's body. Pressure contacted.
Luo Yu looked at the right time and stepped out, instead of escaping, he took the initiative to attack.
Suddenly stepped out of space and appeared above the middle-aged man with a gun.
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he stepped on his back, and the middle-aged man was bleeding, but it was not easy to deal with, and his backhand was to return the carbine.
Arms turned upside down in the air, a spear stabbed, like a cannonball, he died when he hit it, and he died when he rubbed it.
Luo Yu's eyes were stern, and the **** of good fortune activated, the opponent's speed of swinging the gun seemed to slow down, and then activated the time rule in an instant, forming a time field several meters around him, and the opponent's attack speed suddenly slowed down by a beat, The rhythm is disrupted.
And Luo Yu had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw this opportunity, he tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the point of the spear, moved forward along the barrel of the gun, and punched the face of the middle-aged man holding the gun with his fist, bursting out with authority , several clicks, the middle-aged face collapsed and flew out.
At this time, two sword glows flew from behind.
Luo Yu wanted to dodge, and quickly backed up, but just after finishing the attack, he was still a beat behind.
He only had time to dodge one sword glow, but another sword glow just hit his back. His armor was broken, his blood splashed, his body was completely cut off, exposing the white bones, and even the bones were broken, revealing crack…
(end of this chapter)
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