C748 Ying Wuqiu Is Dead
C748 Ying Wuqiu Is Dead
Ying Wuqiu's cultivation base was also at the eighth level of the Great Void Mix Stage.
Although he had recently broken through.
However, after Ying Wuqiu dispersed all the devil Qi in his body, he used the Taibai Scripture as his foundation and started cultivating again.
The Sea of Reincarnation in his dantian was tens of thousands of meters large. It was like a vast ocean, filled with surging spirit energy!
It was more than five times that of an ordinary cultivator.
With his current cultivation base, he could easily crush the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Alliance in the past.
However!
Ying Wuqiu's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Sweat flowed down his eyelashes and into his eyes, causing his eyes to turn sour. He didn't even dare to rub it.
Because the opponent's attack was extremely fierce. If he wasn't careful, he would immediately die.
"Weng!"
Zhao Zhu's eyes sparkled.
"Spirit Breaking Claw!"
His right hand clawed at the void in front of him.
The surrounding spirit energy began to boil, gathering in front of him in the blink of an eye, forming the shape of a beast claw, covering his hand.
The beast claw was crystal clear, like it was carved out of white jade, the surrounding space shattered on the sharp claws.
The flickering cold light on it froze the soul!
"Swish!"
Zhao Zhu fiercely clawed at him.
Ying Wuqiu, who had been prepared for this, retreated three thousand meters away from the attack range of the beast claw. He planned to find an opportunity to counterattack after dodging the attack.
Before he could heave a sigh of relief, ripples appeared in the air like the surface of water. The beast claw lunged at his chest.
"Devil Cauldron Protection!"
Ying Wuqiu's heart turned cold when he saw the beast claw tearing the spatial zone apart. He hastily summoned the bronze cauldron to protect himself.
Clang!
The eleventh grade magic tool only managed to block it for a moment before it exploded into pieces.
"Haha, there's actually a Magic Tool? This is extremely rare among native cultivators." The corner of Zhao Zhu's mouth curled up and revealed a smile.
"I wonder how many devil weapons you have in your possession?"
He wasn't surprised that the attack didn't hit its target. In the next moment, a violent aura burst out from Zhao Zhu's body. With a stomp of his foot, the ground cracked.
His figure shot out like a cannonball. His speed was so fast that it created a sonic boom.
He clenched his five fingers tightly and threw out a punch. The force of the punch roared and the space instantly cracked. It formed a gray tunnel that pointed straight at Ying Wuqiu.
A dull sound was heard in the sky, like the roar of a furious thunder.
The martial artists of this realm all huddled in their own cave abodes, trembling.
This was an attack that turned complex into simple!
It was also the most primitive and most brutal attack!
Ying Wuqiu was able to withstand it.
If he could not, then... Die!
"Myriad Star Heavenly Luo Technique!"
At this moment of life and death, Ying Wuqiu used a secret technique.
Powerful spiritual energy soared into the sky. In the next moment, the stars in the sky lit up one by one. Even during the day, they could be clearly seen.
"Go!"
The bright starlight in the sky actually transformed into thousands of silver torrents that whistled down from the sky. Like meteors, they bombarded Zhao Zhu from all directions.
Each of these golden torrents contained a powerful starlight energy. Even a peak Great Void Mix Stage would likely be forcefully crushed before he could receive even a few of these attacks.
Countless pairs of eyes revealed shocked expressions when they saw this scene.
Such a powerful secret technique had already exceeded their imagination.
The only one who could do it was Jiang Ling.
They had never thought that Ying Wuqiu's potential would be so terrifying at this critical moment of life and death.
"Interesting!"
Opposite him, Zhao Zhu frowned slightly.
If Ying Wuqiu chose to attack him face to face, Zhao Zhu was confident that he could destroy everything within a thousand miles with a single punch.
However, Ying Wuqiu chose to attack from the sky.
If Zhao Zhu continued to attack.
Although he could kill Ying Wuqiu, he would still be injured.
Zhao Zhu raised his head and looked at the golden torrent that was approaching him. A cold smile emerged on his face.
"I'm afraid that your secret art is invincible among these native cultivators, but it's useless in front of me."
He suddenly raised both of his palms. Dark green spiritual energy rumbled and a dark green ball of light emerged from his palms.
Within the ball of light, I can see a monster with five heads, four hooves, and flames burning beneath its feet.
"Thousand Spirits Destruction!"
He fiercely pushed towards the sky.
"Swish!"
The jade-green ball of light soared into the sky.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The ball of light exploded. A ferocious beast with scales all over its body, which looked like a horse or a lion, roared and drilled out of the ball of light!
With a swing of its tail, it swept across like a golden mountain or a jade pillar.
It fiercely collided with the torrent descending from the sky.
An earth-shattering explosion rang out, shaking the entire heaven and earth.
This attack that contained starlight was truly incomparably powerful.
However, the ferocious beast that was summoned by Zhao Zhu was still standing firmly in the midst of the continuous explosions, except that the scales on its body were slightly shattered.
"Swoosh!"
It leapt into the air and pounced towards Ying Wuqiu from the sky.
Ying Wuqiu turned pale with fright.
After using his secret technique, his spiritual energy had been depleted. He had originally thought that he would be able to severely injure Zhao Zhu.
However, he didn't expect the enemy to be so powerful. It had completely exceeded his expectations.
Now, he could only swallow a Heavenly Devil Burning Blood Pill at lightning speed and squeeze out his potential to fight the enemy.
"Blood Needle Slaughter God!"
A ruthless expression appeared on Ying Wuqiu's face. He flipped his palm and fiercely smashed it on his chest.
Instantly, a mouthful of dark red Essence Blood was spat out.
The fresh blood gathered in midair like a torrent!
Wherever it passed, the void would tremble intensely!
If one were to be directly attacked by such an ear piercing sharp cry, one's soul would definitely be shattered.
Blood Needle Flood's attack was like an illusory dragon, its attack was majestic.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"
A series of densely-packed sounds rang out from the five monsters.
"Roar!!" It let out an unwilling roar and turned into a green dot of light that dissipated into the air.
"Bang!"
Ying Wuqiu's face turned pale and he flew high into the air, spurting out blood continuously in the air.
There was a purple-black palm print on his chest.
While he was busy fighting with the ferocious beasts, Zhao Zhu was hiding in the void.
When Ying Wuqiu finally relaxed his guard after killing the ferocious beast, he suddenly attacked.
Ying Wuqiu felt the overbearing spiritual energy wreaking havoc in his body. The bone structure in his chest had been broken inch by inch, and even his internal organs had been crushed by the violent energy.
"Bang!"
He broke countless trees, and finally crashed into a big rock.
"Cough cough..."
Blood flowed out from his mouth and nose. He tried to stand up several times but his hands and feet went soft and he fell to the ground.
However, he still used his hands to support the stone and tried to get up.
"Swish."
Zhao Zhu appeared in front of him. He lifted his right foot and stomped on his finger.
Instantly, his finger turned into a meat patty.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, and a strong pain came.
"Uh..." Ying Wuqiu groaned.
"Looks like you are the same as the guy in front, you won't be able to last more than five moves." Zhao Zhu looked at the dying Ying Wuqiu with a cruel expression on his face.
"Die!" Ying Wuqiu suddenly shouted. He waved his left hand and a pair of golden scissors flew out from his sleeve.
The sharp edge of the scissors was formed by two coiling dragons.
When it flew out, it turned into a stream of light, and the sound of a dragon's roar that made one's soul tremble rang out.
The flood dragon on top came alive, and it let out a world-shaking roar.
"Swish!"
At such a close distance, the scissors stabbed into Zhao Zhu's chest at lightning speed, causing blood to spurt out.
However, the [Golden Dragon Scissors], which could have pierced through a mountain, could no longer pierce through Zhao Zhu's chest after only three inches.
Zhao Zhu let out a muffled groan, and the killing intent on his face became even stronger.
"Little intelligence is always little intelligence. It can't be put on the table."
He clasped his hands together and rubbed them with force. A terrifying force erupted, and like two huge mountains, they collided with each other.
Ying Wuqiu, who was stuck in the middle, turned into a Blood Mist with a bang. He died with everlasting regret.