What is a wild beast?
The wild beast is an otherworldly strong man, a demon saint who has not opened his spiritual wisdom, and a great evil that can destroy an entire county!
Wild beasts that have not activated their intelligence are certainly terrifying, but the harm is not too serious. Mortal warriors can still find ways to fight against them.
But if the wild beast opens up its spiritual intelligence and has the ability to think like a "human", then it can be equivalent to a demon saint.
Because man is the spirit of all things!
now.
This was the case for the second prince Tang Anmin who sacrificed himself with a secret method and forcibly occupied the wild consciousness of the Ximenghu Desolate Beast.
This brand new wild beast of the dream path, Ximenghu, has transformed, just like the demon saint has arrived in its true form!
"Hong Yuan, hold on, this battle depends on you. No matter what, you have to defend." Bai Xiangxuan's expression changed slightly, and the purple gold gourd suspended above his head also spit out a faint golden mist from time to time.
The side view shows General Bai Xiangxuan’s heavy mood.
"Burial of humans and animals together? No, it doesn't look like it." The great sage Mouliang narrowed his eyes and watched the transformation of Xi Menghu carefully. The white feather fan in his hand shook gently, "With the suppression of the rebel holy formation, the situation is still with us.
Under control, the Dream Seed Competition can continue. But Hong Yuan may have to withdraw!"
"Second Prince...Hong Yuan, I want you to die!!!" King Zhenbei flashed a sharp look in his eyes and gritted his teeth. The talents of the Daxuan royal family were already withering, and two pillars who were expected to become saints were suddenly reduced.
, he even had the intention of eating Hong Yuan alive.
Under the sky, the boundless gray thunder is like the Milky Way hanging upside down.
On the ground, souls of ferocious beasts were rushing around as far as the eye could see.
With every breath of Xi Menghu Tang Anyang, the color of heaven and earth suddenly changed, and hurricanes burst out.
The humans and animals on the battlefield panicked and used all their strength to stay away from the battlefield as hard as they could.
Even the famous martial arts geniuses such as Qinglu Army Chief Li Qiyuan and Longyan Army Chief Chen Hao were pushed out of the battlefield by the majestic momentum of Xi Menghu Tang Anyang's sudden surge, and could not directly fight.
Looking at Xixi Menghu Tang Anyang.
The more advanced the world of martial arts, the more it can reflect one's personal power.
The fifth level is ordinary, and the sixth level is holy.
There is a real difference between a mortal warrior and an immortal warrior saint.
Since ancient times, those who have been able to fight against the sixth-level saints at the peak of the fifth-level are either the legendary ten-level martial arts cultivators or the trendsetters of various eras.
"Hong Yuan, I hope you will not live up to your reputation as the number one mortal man and shoulder your responsibilities..." Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan and other military leaders looked at Hong Yuan expectantly.
"Feel the last years of your life, Hong Yuan!" The generals of the Daxuan Dynasty and others looked deeply, extremely confident that Xi Menghu Tang Anyang would easily destroy Hong Yuan. This was their experience gained from many battlefields.
!
A strong wind blew in, causing Hong Yuan's robe to flutter up and down and make a rustling sound. It made Hong Yuan's black hair fly and fall down on his shoulders.
Because he was the target of Ximenghu Tang Anyang, Hong Yuan was under pressure that others could not imagine. That was a hundred times, a thousand times the burden!
But Hong Yuan's face remained calm, with his hands behind his back and his eyes as unpredictable as a deep pool.
In Hong Yuan, there is a calm demeanor that remains unmoved no matter how the world turns, no matter how the sea dries up.
Inexplicably, the minds of the characters on the Sect Alliance side have calmed down, and they are no longer as restless as before.
"Hong Yuan, die!"
A sound like a child crying or a woman weeping roared out from Xi Menghu Tang Anyang's mouth.
Xi Menghu Tang Anyang pulls thousands of gray thunderbolts, falling suddenly like a gray Milky Way pouring back towards the source of the flood.
The bursts of thunder completely wiped out the rest of the sounds on the battlefield.
Among these thousands of gray thunders, there were nearly a thousand traces of dream paths entangled, sinking the vast ground battlefield, which was very terrifying.
Facing this judgment filled with thunder, Hong Yuan's face remained calm, without any change.
"Supernatural power of strength—Xuanwu Shadow!"
On Hong Yuan's right shoulder, a basalt shadow with a snake tail suddenly appeared, covering Hong Yuan and protecting Hong Yuan.
This lifelike basalt phantom, with dense runes carved on its shell, looks like an ancient scripture.
Under Hong Yuan's urging, the Xuanwu phantom remained silent, allowing thousands of gray thunders to pour in, and allowing nearly a thousand dream tracks to entangle, but it remained motionless!
"Boom!"
When the two confront each other, the light is bright and dazzling.
The whole space was shaken by the shock, and it couldn't stop roaring outward.
The mortal warriors who were watching didn't know whether to close their eyes tightly or cover their bleeding ears.
They knelt down on the ground one after another, wailing and crying bitterly. Even the martial arts geniuses had to use all their strength to resist the aftermath.
This is a power that reaches the level of a saint, and cannot be glimpsed by mortals!
"No, there are big changes!"
The saints watching the battle in the blue sky were astonished. They all squinted their eyes and looked at Hong Yuan who was sheltered by the Xuanwu shadow.
The magical power of strength——Suzaku Phantom!
Hong Yuan stepped forward and exhaled softly, and the air turned into the virtual shadow of the Suzaku.
The entire body of the Suzaku phantom glowed with fire, including the Suzaku Li Fire and the Nine Netherworld Fires, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one different fires, burning the mountains and seas, and setting fire to the heaven and earth!
Vibrating between its wings, the Suzaku shadow left indelible black marks in mid-air, and even created cracks in the void.
At this sight, both Dan Lao and Lin Bujing were stunned!
"Gulu~" Lin Bujing's throat twitched slightly and her eyes were dull, "Master, why does Hongyuan's Fire Dao attainment feel even better than mine..."
Dan Lao grabbed his white beard tightly, and his heart stirred up all kinds of waves. In his time, he had never seen such a terrifying genius with his own eyes.
But in the end, Elder E could only say dryly, "One method can be used to master all methods, and you can do it in the future!"
Looking at Lin Bujing whose eyes had regained their divine light, Elder Dan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "One method can lead to all methods. This road is so difficult. A monster like Hong Yuan has been born. It seems that
, the great era is really coming!”
Under the sky, the flames are like ripples, endless.
When the gray thunder touches it, it melts step by step like snow meeting water.
This strange divine fire pushes forward unswervingly.
Even if Ximenghu Tang Anyang tried every means, he could not stop the endless divine fire from covering him and making him restrained.
At the end, the Suzaku shadow seemed to come to life, the Dao marks were blazing, and the divine fire flooded the heaven and earth, burying the entire body of Xi Menghu Tang Anyang.
"Death." Hong Yuan's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and he softly uttered the word.
The aura of Suzaku's phantom changed drastically, and boundless divine light suddenly bloomed. Its face became even more ferocious than Xi Menghu's, and the fire all over its body turned into black flames!
"ah--"
A wailing sound came from it, and the sound of life gradually disappeared.
"What, the sacred weapon has lost contact, is the second prince going to die!?" Many saints from the Daxuan Dynasty looked ugly and angry.
The other Martial Saints' eyes were filled with divine light. Finally, was this tyrannical and leering Xi Menghu going to be killed?
The martial saints of Miaoyin Pavilion, Wutu Sect and Sihai Sect were very nervous and clenched their fists.
Because what happens next will determine whether their sect alliance can conquer the lost territory and rebuild the sect!
The strong wind blew against my face, and the thunder exploded into the sky.
At this critical moment, under the gaze of everyone, Hong Yuan calmly turned around, leaving the battlefield with lotuses growing at his feet.
Everyone was at a loss and confused.
"Boom!"
A shocking loud noise was heard in front of him, causing all kinds of clouds and waves to rise.
It turned out that the phantom of Suzaku exploded and turned into thousands of streams of light, rushing back towards Hong Yuan's black figure.
Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Hong Yuan in shock, with disbelief on their faces.
To be continued...