Chapter 401: I have a soft spot for three breakthroughs
Lu Ya has a special liking for the magic weapon of bells, and has always been obsessed with the Wushi Bell, which was influenced by his uncle's Taiyi Chaos Bell.
After spending a lot of time and effort, he finally realized it.
Today he encountered a powerful enemy and was forced to resort to the Wushi Bell.
The Wushi Bell, coupled with the Bell of Years, combines attack and defense, with immeasurable divine power. Every punch is like an explosion in the sky, majestic, vast, and supreme. It illuminates one era after another, and the light streaks across the heavens for eternity.
Although he is not invincible, the Demon King has a tendency to be invincible at this time.
Always move forward and never look back.
Ying Zheng and Lu Ya concentrated on it and sublimated it to the extreme, reaching an unprecedented level of energy and spirit.
If you face an opponent of the same level, you can defeat them in an instant and you are absolutely invincible.
But now, even if they join forces, Haotian is still able to do things with ease, not falling behind, and always relaxed and contented. It seems that he has not used his full strength to enjoy the fun of cat and mouse.
"Give you a chance, use all your strength, there is only one chance, I will make you lose and surrender forever."
Haotian said lightly. He was extremely conceited and powerful. He was dazzling and aloof, with an aura of invincibility that transcended the world.
"Haha... crazy, so crazy! I hope you can continue to be so crazy!" Lu Ya laughed, his whole body seemed to be made of millions of suns, burning the sky, which was extremely terrifying.
"Ying Zheng, do you really have no trump card? Use it quickly?"
While he was laughing, he secretly sent a message to Ying Zheng.
"Nonsense! If I had, I would have used it long ago," Ying Zheng replied.
Lu Ya remained silent and the battle continued.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, making it impossible to fathom.
The creatures in the three realms and eight wastelands were all as silent as cicadas, and their souls were trembling.
The power exuded by the three emperors made them want to kneel on the ground.
Too strong.
Especially the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, who is unparalleled, shocking the past and the present. He can fight one against two with ease and is outrageously strong.
This made some gods couldn't help but secretly complain.
If you had come back earlier, how could Heaven have come to this point?
He rules the Three Realms and Eight Wastelands. If anyone dares to disobey, how can anyone cause trouble?
This puzzled them. Maybe the Emperor of Heaven's thoughts were not in the same dimension as ordinary people, and they couldn't understand it.
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In the direction of Heaven, the armies of the two tribes and the remnants of Heaven were all looking at the direction of the battlefield with horrified expressions.
Even though they are separated by endless time and space, the breath of the war makes people feel horrified and frightened.
"Damn it, the Jade Emperor is actually so strong? If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later, but he came at this time and let him pretend!"
Wang Jian was shocked and angry, looked at the stone again, and continued.
"Don't sleep, get up quickly. You and I can work together to catch him by surprise and blow the Jade Emperor's head off."
"Don't make trouble, you're such a big guy, I can't throw you." Shenshishi turned over and said casually. As soon as he finished speaking, he died and pretended to be dead.
Wang Jian's thick eyebrows stood up in anger, and he wanted to crush this delicious and lazy waste stone, if possible.
"Even if Father Emperor and Demon Emperor join forces, they can't gain the upper hand. Even if Haotian hasn't reached that level, it's almost there."
Split Sky said with a solemn expression, with a keen sense that Haotian's hidden terrifying magic power has not been fully used yet.
This is too unbelievable. Without the approval of Heavenly Dao, if you want to prove the Dao with force, there is almost no possibility of success.
"I don't believe he is still invincible. Summon the Emperor's Divine Appearance and beat him to pieces!"
Meng Tian suddenly spoke and said viciously.
This statement made everyone's eyes light up. How could they have forgotten this killer move?
Not long ago, the statue of the Emperor Master defeated nine quasi-sages, destroying Ku Laqiao. With such terrifying combat power, could it be that he couldn't defeat Haotian?
Regarding this, Split Sky was not optimistic, but shook his head slightly and said: "The divine seal is with your majesty. Without the divine seal, it is impossible to activate the formation."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was enlightened and felt sorry.
The divine seal hangs above His Majesty's head to participate in the battle.
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"Buzz boom..."
Haotian, with unparalleled momentum, carrying indescribably precious purple energy, and astonishing combat power, once again knocked Lu Ya flying out, and the golden blood penetrated the void, extinguishing the galaxies.
"You are like an ant, but you still dare to claim the throne. I will give you one last chance. Surrender to me and you will avoid death!"
His breath was so strong that when the breath flowed naturally between his mouth and nose, the stars in the sky were shattered, his eyes flickered, and the years were flowing back.
After a great battle, he remained leisurely and undisturbed.
"Ant? Do you dare to call me an ant?" Lu Ya stood up straight, as if standing at the end of the sky, glaring angrily.
Then, with a long roar and various secret techniques, his body burst out with immeasurable golden light, his blood boiled like burning flames, and many stars instantly turned into powder.
"You forced me to do this. Die!"
Lu Ya took a step forward and rushed towards him at such a high speed that time and space were regressing. He seemed to be coming from another world, so ferocious!
"Stubborn!" Haotian said coldly, and swung out his big hand, destroying everything.
"Ying Zheng, back away quickly!"
Lu Ya roared loudly, like the sun falling into the field, drowning everything with a bang.
Ying Zheng's eyes moved, and he instinctively retreated hundreds of millions of miles. The next moment, black clouds gathered, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and above the sky, it seemed that there was a peerless ferocious beast brewing to devour everything.
The terrifying pressure makes all living beings in the Three Realms and Eight Wastes tremble with fear.
They looked up at the sky in shock, where the endless sea of thunder engulfed the sky, and the breath of thunder, like a real dragon, danced out wildly, reaching the sky and the earth!
"Oh my god! Is this a world-destroying thunder catastrophe? I feel the will of destruction!"
"Is there someone who is trying to prove the truth?" Many great powers made shocking remarks. Under this thunder tribulation, they were like ants and could be destroyed in an instant.
They had only seen such a terrifying catastrophe when the Three Emperors forcibly attacked the "Holy Realm" during the war between humans and gods.
In the direction of heaven, all living creatures were shocked and numb.
Unexpectedly, the three supreme beings actually fought to this point. Someone seems to want to prove the truth?
"Under such a terrifying lightning disaster, I'm afraid everything will be destroyed!" Wang Jian sighed. The stone on his shoulder was so frightening that he couldn't sleep. He was very energetic, fearing that he would be struck by lightning.
"not good!"
Suddenly, Xiang Yu's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed.
"Why are you panicking?" Everyone looked at him in confusion. What's going on? Is the Human Race Overlord, the Great Qin God of War, scared?
It shouldn’t be!
"The ancient divine army is still growing in the stars. Under such a thunderstorm, everyone may be destroyed!"
Xiang Yu said with an ugly expression.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that not long ago, Xiang Yu secretly led a group of soldiers to go outside the territory.
Use the methods of the ancient gods to plant them in the stars and cultivate the army of the ancient gods.
Now, under such a catastrophe, is there anything left?