"Ye Qingzhou! Do you really want to stay with me forever?"
"Nonsense."
The sword energy in the sky fell like rain, and the offensive continued, bombarding the blood-red cocoon. As the power of death was consumed in large quantities, Dior was furious.
"You shouldn't be an enemy of death!"
Puchi~
A pair of blood-red giant hands slowly tear open the blood cocoon, and the sticky substance was then pulled into a silky shape, and even squirmed slightly, like wild grass growing vigorously.
The outer layer of blood-red muscles is wrapped in armor made of white bones, with sharp curves at the edges. The hideous bone spurs fill the joints all over the body, and each of them is shining with cold light, killing aura!
Dio's entire lower body is still covered with blood cocoons, and his upper body's head and torso are also wrapped in liquid rolling on the surface of his body. Only two hands were exposed, and the white bone armor and scarlet muscles intertwined into a picture of death.
The Necrotic Tyrant!
After sacrificing a large number of people from the Red Moon Clan, Dior grew to more than four meters tall, with a terrifying magic of death flowing all over his body.
Even though the martial artsmen who were trapped on several nearby "isolated islands" several dozen kilometers apart, everyone could feel the powerful pressure from Dior and the aura of a virtual being.
Dio is no longer a human being, but a complete undead creature. Just the "fearing light" emitted by accident can transform humans within a radius of thirty miles into undead creatures.
This is a real mobile disaster!
Dio let the sword energy hit him, and even faced the erosion of the long river of sword energy, he walked straight towards Ye Qingzhou.
"The damage I caused was recovered in an instant..."
Ye Qingzhou raised his eyes slightly, and he was a little surprised: "Can the way of death even lift the lock of time?"
The injuries caused by the sword of Taichu were locked in the state at the moment of injury, so they could not heal no matter what means they were used.
Even a golden martial saint like Knight King Aola, he had no choice but to face Ye Qingzhou's move.
However, the Blood Prince Dior is obviously not listed here. He is the entourage of the Death Knight and is given a powerful law of death. To some extent, he can use the authority of God to eliminate the negative states on his body with the concept of "death".
Death is one of the laws of superiority and one of the strongest avenues. Therefore, the authority is extremely high, enough to make the sword intent of the Taichu Sword left on him die.
Dior shook his newly repaired left hand, and the dark magic of death wrapped around his fingers.
Swish swish swish swish~
Sharp sounded through the air, and the sword energy turned into flying arrows and was still bombing Dior's body. It was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting, which soon made Dior's face turn gloomy.
After and then, the sword energy drew a dazzling arc in the air, and finally hit Dior's corpse bone armor hard.
The rumbling explosion was like the roar of thunder in heavy rain.
The nine divine fires burn the air, and the expansion brought by the high temperature produces high pressure, and a large amount of blood is evaporated and vaporized. The rich smell of gunpowder comes to the nose with the smell of death.
Every sword energy is comparable to a cruise missile, and even a skyscraper has collapsed.
However, after the smoke passed, two huge arm bones tightly together and blocked the body, the white bones were covered with charred marks, the flesh and blood were cracked in small parts, and there were also spider-web-like marks on the surface of the armor.
Dio spread his hands and revealed his head covering the white skull, and the top was twisted together, like a crown.
He drooped his hands and pierced hard into the blood pool. In a blink of an eye, when his arms were lifted up again, it was as smooth as new and completely repaired.
"It's all okay!?"
The martial artsists around watching the battle all showed despair expressions.
Hert and Rancius stood in the crowd, their hearts beating wildly. For the first time, they intuitively saw the strong body of the peak Martial Saint.
At this moment, Ye Qingzhou's tender figure, like a child, fell from the sky, kicked it hard on Dio's huge body, which was four or five meters high.
It was obvious that it looked so funny, but no one could laugh.
Because the arrogant Dior was actually kicked away by this kick, crossing the sea for dozens of kilometers, and landing on another isolated island.
It seems that there is a square, among the wreckage of walls and buildings.
Dio stood up and punched him and smashed him into the wall. He looked at Ye Qingzhou angrily: "After humiliating me so much, this is a provocation to death!"
Bang~
I saw him kicking hard, and his whole person disappeared from the spot. In the blink of an eye, he crossed dozens of kilometers away and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingzhou.
"Die!"
The blood fist covered with bone armor was powerful, and the air was squeezed into a ball. Under the violent friction, it quickly turned into a ball of red plasma.
This punch is extremely fast, and it has exceeded the limit that the human retina can capture. Even for many silver masters, this punch is something they cannot "observe".
The only thing you can see is that your fist appears in front of Ye Qingzhou like a flash, and then steadily bombarded Ye Qingzhou's heart.
However, in the next moment, the roaring sword roars soared into the sky, and the sharp sword energy teared the flesh and blood and slashed the bones, making Dior's right fist become bloody and covered with scars.
"Ah!!!"
In pain, Dior screamed, and then his horrified gaze fell on the clothes covered by Ye Qingzhou's body.
I saw that the seemingly ordinary clothes were actually made of thousands of sword auras interwoven, as soft as silk, tightly attached to Ye Qingzhou's body, locked by him with his divine thoughts, forcibly maintaining a stable state.
But once an external force is impacted, the "Sword Silk" will automatically launch a counterattack.
Dio was slashed by hundreds of sword auras, and instantly suffered heavy damage.
But then a thick black light burst out from his body, and the surging steam burst out from behind his body and rose into the air, forming a strange tall figure.
The thick and thick dorsal armor with inverted triangles, dense spikes of spines, and the tail where the spine grows downward. The thighs as thick as a tree stump, and the tyrant aura that emits the light of death all the time.
Cracking~
Dio's form has transformed again, and the sound of bone bursting constantly came from his body, muscles squirming to form hills, blue veins winding like small snakes, and the bone armor on his body exuded a terrifying momentum.
I saw his legs pressing and kicking, just like a hydraulic crane, using blood as a medium to conduct terrifying power.
The strong force erupted under the feet, and the ground suddenly cracked and sank.
Bang~
The thunder exploded, the earth cracked, and Dior also used this force to enter a super-speed state, and his fist hit Ye Qingzhou again like a shell that was released. There is no fancy trick of Holi, only the ultimate power bursts.
Sharp~
In an instant, the "Thousand Silk Sword Armor" on Ye Qingzhou's body was triggered again, and hundreds of sword auras intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, covering Dior's body.
Puchi~Puchi~
The bursting and gushing blood column flew to a dozen meters high with a loud noise, turning into a mist and rain. A terrifying roar turned into a shock wave, sweeping across all directions, clearly heard within a hundred miles.
The close-knit martial artists had to cover their ears, and their blood was churning by the aftermath of the sound.
What's more, the whole person was so shocked that he had a slight concussion.
The martial artist who suffered the aftermath was still like this. Ye Qingzhou, who faced Dior's fist, was naturally under greater pressure. He was blown away by his whole person, crossed the sea, and raised two rows of ten-kilometer-long "wave walls".
Continuous rolling and turning around to remove the force of the fist, Ye Qingzhou quickly stood up again, his tender little feet walking on the waves, and his steps were light.
Dio's punch just now, even the aircraft carrier had to be blown a big hole and directly punched the opposite one.
But at this moment, Ye Qingzhou was like a ok person, with no damage on his body: "A good punch, but it's not enough to hurt me."
"Hmm!?"
On Dior's hideous and terrifying face, his dark and thick eyebrows frowned: "Can your heart image actually swallow the energy of all forms of the world?"
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Only he knew that the simple punch just now contained energy impacts of multiple attributes, which not only had terrible kinetic energy, but also contained the impact of death, restraining all living beings in the world!
Even if the self-healing ability is strong, the cells will quickly necrotize, rot the flesh and blood, and break the tendons and bones.
But Ye Qingzhou was completely unaffected at this moment. He obviously had swallowed and absorbed all the negative energy, transforming the form and attributes of the energy.
In fact, this is the mental image characteristic of "Taichu has Tao, Yiqi Hunyuan", and it is also the new magical power obtained by Ye Qingzhou after the evolution of Wuji's mental image into the second form.
With such supernatural powers, Ye Qingzhou has already stood invincible. Only the martial god can use higher-dimensional laws of the great way to suppress the characteristics of the Wuji mind.
Unfortunately, although Dior was able to use the power of the Death Knight to a certain extent, he was not a god after all.
In the surging and rolling blood pool, Dior, who was originally in the middle, was blown to the other side by Ye Qingzhou, and the bone armor on his body was once again covered with cracks.
Roar~
Dior roared in a violent armored giant posture, waving his hammer-like fist. "I don't believe you can be immune to death!" Dior roared, and his iron fist bravely approached the sky, colliding with Ye Qingzhou's sword fingers.
Dang~
They are all flesh and blood bodies. At this moment, the impact of bones and bones makes a sharp sound of metal, and the clanging sound is endless.
One left and one right, two figures, iron fists and sword fingers, freezing in the sun, and the air time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Bang Ji~
It seemed as if a huge bubble cavity was pierced, and the air between the two was squeezed and spread out in all directions, rippling waves.
The next second, the turbulent air flow turned into a surging wind, sweeping the sea water into the air, and the violent blow was no less than a typhoon of 16!
Within a hundred miles, the survivors standing in dense crowds were also affected by the fish pond. Some were accidentally blown away and rolled on the sea like stones drifting.
Some people hugged the heavy objects tightly, their hair was dancing, and their facial features were swelling. They couldn't stop when facing the wind, and their mouths were swaying with flesh.
At this moment, an astonishing movement came from the battlefield of the gods, attracting the attention of everyone present. Even the holy war with the flying sword fist at the farthest paused for a moment.
In the center of the eye of the storm, Dio's hideous tall figure still maintained his fist posture, like statues. There is no beauty, only strength, and the smooth and exaggerated muscle lines are full of power. The condensed body makes people unsurprising that these are two combat machines, and they are the most suitable monsters to fight in close combat.
But at this moment, Dior's face no longer had any fighting spirit or murderous intent, only endless confusion and fear: "My lord, has he actually died!?"
The Death Knight, who represents death, will even die!
"It seems that your master is dead. This is a box that is falling into the ground. It's a bit miserable."
Ye Qingzhou also understood at this moment that the gods involved in the battlefield in Japan were all calculating their own little plans.
Chi You and Huangdi represent the Dongji Kingdom coming to take revenge, and at the same time they also kill the three god-level 25-year-olds who want to be the Blue Star leading the way and eliminate the hidden dangers inside Blue Star.
The snake mother Yin Ji, the queen Hera, and the mortal python Yamengade, they long to get rid of the threat of Emperor Destruction and prevent Emperor Destruction from returning, and they join forces to kill the only remaining famine, war and death among the four Apocalypse knights.
The land of Izumo became a chessboard for the struggle of the gods, and the people of Izumo could not even get the chess pieces. They were all used as sacrifices to summon the generals of the Death Knights.
"Ahhhh! I don't believe it!" Dior, in the form of an armored giant, broke the silence and roared desperately like a beast.
Dark red mane emerged between the gaps in his armor, like a pile of tenacious weeds. In his helmet, his scarlet eyes were filled with hysterical madness.
The fall of the Death Knight is an unbearable loss for the Death Council.
"Destroy, this world!"
Dior allowed the divine power of death to pour into his body, swallowing up his remaining rationality.
Then he suddenly blew out of his body like white steam, and his hands were raised towards the sky and over his head. The two fists hugged each other and smashed Ye Qingzhou fiercely like a meteor hammer.
Ye Qingzhou could see that the Holy Lord of Red Moon was already crazy, the god he had followed throughout his life had fallen, and everything he had worked hard to plan had failed.
In despair, the Lord of the Red Moon Dio now just wants to take personal support and go to the underworld together!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ~
When Dior raised his hands and hit the hammer, Ye Qingzhou moved.
His body instantly became erratic, and the muscles on his body were like bow strings that fluctuated at high frequency. His hands bounced thousands of sword threads with ten fingers, and then the dense sword aura turned into soft fingers, and the attacks almost like mercury pouring down the ground all hit the top.
Use softness to overcome hardness!
Dion's seemingly unstoppable punch was getting slower and slower at this moment.
The crackling force came from the armored armour guards, like the rolling force of thousands of waves, one after another. The heavy power was constantly being eliminated.
Finally, it was blocked by a punch and suspended in mid-air.
The surface of the armor was filled with blood, covered with hideous sword marks, and Dior's arms were cut into pieces. (This chapter ends)