Chapter seven hundred and thirty third decisive battle
"If none of you are willing to come out, I will massacre the city!" The storm of Lu Shaoyou's spiritual thoughts suddenly rushed in all directions, and the terrifying aura swept across. All the people who were hiding felt the meaning conveyed by Lu Shaoyou's spiritual thoughts, and their faces suddenly changed.
Big changes.
"What a lunatic!" A green-haired monster suddenly cursed in secret.
"He is simply a murderous maniac!"
"It's totally unreasonable. It's like he was born just to kill! What's more terrible is that this Lu Shaoyou is also very ****."
"Escape, only escape!"
"There is no way. If you want to survive and get more points, you must hide. Don't let this bastard find you!" In a dark corner in the distance, a red-haired man gritted his teeth.
You must know that in just a few days, as many as 242 masters died in Lu Shaoyou's hands! You must know that these people are all masters, and none of them are weak. They can survive for more than twenty days.
Everyone is a strong person, and everyone is a super genius in the Seventy-Two Demon Mansion. Even the deputy palace master has to solemnly receive him to show his respect. However, in front of Lu Shaoyou, these geniuses are just like paper.
Without even looking at the blow, no one has escaped from Lu Shaoyou's hands so far.
"This time in the Taixu Realm, although it is impossible to rush to the top 128 and enter the Demon King Arena, at least I must become the true successor of the Holy Land! Once I enter the Holy Land, I will really
He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!"
It should be noted that there are more than 40,000 people in the Taixu Realm, and as long as you enter the top 1,000, you can become the true successor of the Holy Land!
But how difficult is it to be in the top one thousand? Everyone is a genius among geniuses. From leaping through the dragon gate to ascending to the sky, these geniuses who are alive today have either received ancient inheritance or are super-talented people.
, either have extraordinary talents, or have one of the three thousand physiques, and some have strong inheritance and extremely strong ambition to be strong. Each of them can stand alone and want to break into the front among these 40,000 people.
One thousand, it is really too difficult, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
"Since you won't come out, then I will start the sweep from the entrance to the ancient city ruins, and sweep it like a carpet." Young Master Lu stood on the streets where the bloody smell was raging, and his terrifying consciousness formed a huge storm, crushing the people towards him.
in all directions.
"Aren't you coming out yet? Aren't the six people here ready to come out?" Lu Shaoyou smiled slightly and said in a cold tone.
"Lu Shaoyou, don't go too far! You and I are both the Holy Sons of one of the twelve royal families, so we should be in the same spirit. How about you? How about giving me some face?" A roar of shame and anger rang out, and then only a few words were heard.
There was a roar, and a tall man appeared in front of Lu Shaoyou.
"That's right! Lu Shaoyou, although we know that you are very powerful, we are also the Holy Sons of the White Tiger Clan. For the sake of the twelve royal families..." Five other figures slowly appeared from the void.
"Death!" However, Lu Shaoyou didn't listen to them at all. He was like an unparalleled god king and punched out directly. The terrifying fist wind was raging. In an instant, the whole world was filled with this fist wind. The six people's expressions suddenly became huge.
They immediately turned around and ran away. However, the next moment, they were shocked to find that under the suppression of this fist wind, they could not lift themselves up and could not move at all. They could only keep bending down.
boom!
Lu Shaoyou's fist danced, as if the emperor was trembling. The weight of his fist was comparable to the ancient sacred mountain. The magic power in his body suddenly became rudimentary, and there was a sign of shock in the surrounding space.
It should be noted that the Taixu Realm is a incomplete world in ancient times. The Space God is extremely strong. Even ordinary giants of the ages cannot shake the space at all. However, Lu Shaoyou actually made the entire space shake slightly!
"Run! This guy is too cruel! There is no reason at all!" The faces of the saints and saints of the White Tiger clan suddenly changed, and they all shouted.
boom!
A vast and boundless aura rose up from his body, and a blazing divine light emerged from Lu Shaoyou's fist. The golden blood shone through the past and present, shaking the ancient city. The strong divine light sizzled, and majestic thoughts swept across all directions.
Fist power gathered from all directions in an instant, crushing these six White Tiger clan geniuses fiercely.
Vast, boundless, maha, immeasurable.
"The ambition is so intense that the anger is overwhelming."
Lu Shaoyou groaned in a low voice, and he suddenly merged with the beating frequency of the entire world, regardless of each other. What was even more shocking was that behind him, a huge and boundless microcosm of Taixu Realm actually appeared.
The group is boundless, and the vast and awe-inspiring group of light exudes a rich connotation of Taixu.
boom!
Crackling--
None of the six people survived and were killed on the spot!
Lu Shaoyou watched these people fall on the spot, his face was extremely indifferent, and he whispered: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, we must first start the sweep from the east of the ancient city!"
From this day on, all the masters in the eastern part of the ancient city howled miserably, and many masters even began to flee the east, scattering to the west, north, south, central part, etc. In the past few days, Lu Shaoyou's
The name has completely become a nightmare for all trialists.
There are no words to describe Lu Shaoyou's crazy killing. One man singled out the entire eastern part of the ancient city, and ended up killing all of them. Countless masters began to flee. Lu Shaoyou's reputation discouraged countless geniuses.
"The past few days have been meaningless. Basically, they are too far behind. So far, we have only met seven saint sons in the Nirvana Secret Realm. Moreover, they have just entered the Nirvana Secret Realm and cannot show their strength at all." Lu Shaoyou slowly said.
He opened his eyes, his eyes introverted, and his whole person was like a ghost.
"There is still one person staying here in the entire eastern part of the ancient city. I hope he won't disappoint me." Lu Shaoyou said calmly, looking at the dilapidated building in front of him.
"Come out!" After saying this, his consciousness formed a terrifying storm and crushed him.
"roar--"
"唳--"
A sharp whistle sounded, and the harsh sound tore through the sky. A terrifying sound wave counterattacked, and then the entire building exploded, and a huge aura appeared in the entire ancient city.
"Lu Shaoyou! Long time no see!" The cold breath spread, and Gui Wuji, dressed in white robes, appeared in front of Lu Shaoyou with a smile.
"Gui Wuji! Gui Wuji of the Black Turtle Clan!" When Lu Shaoyou saw this figure, a trace of heat flashed across his face, and a fighting spirit suddenly arose spontaneously, "I didn't expect it to be you, although I also knew that it was you.
He would be a strong person, but I never thought it would be you!"
Gui Wuji laughed, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed across his handsome face: "Lu Shaoyou, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Interesting, interesting!" Lu Shaoyou licked his dry upper lip, and then slowly pushed towards Gui Wuji.
"Do you want to do it now?" Gui Wuji roared in a low voice, looking at Lu Shaoyou who was gradually approaching, his face became a little solemn.
"Yes, let's do it now!" Lu Shaoyou also roared in a low voice, with an uncontrollable murderous intent on his face, "I feel like I can't hold it back any longer. I can't hold it back and want to duel with a master! I can't hold back and want to fight you to the death now.
Let’s fight, I don’t want to duel with you on the Demon King’s stage!”
"Come on! I want to see how strong the so-called Lu Shaoyou is!" Gui Wuji put his hands behind his back, and his white robe made a hunting sound. His whole body was like a monument, standing in front of Lu Shaoyou, with a strong murderous aura.
The space spread throughout the street.
"Take my move! Yan Ran has not stopped Gui Wuji!" Gui Wuji's eyes flashed fiercely, his aura continued to soar, and his whole body's aura was rising steadily.
Rumble!
The huge aura condensed in an instant, and then with him as the center, an indescribable aura rotated, and an endless, vast Xuanwu shadow suddenly appeared above his head.
In this picture scroll, a huge force is brewing. Gui Wuji's hands are intertwined, just like a black turtle opening its bloody mouth and strangling everything. The terrifying sound waves are combined with the huge breath,
He rushed out from Gui Wuji's hands.
boom!
At this moment, many roars sounded together, one after another. Lu Shaoyou instantly felt a desolation from the ancient times from this terrifying sonic attack, resounding in his ears.
Boo-boo-boo--
The terrifying sound wave of destruction, like thousands of troops, attacked Lu Shaoyou. (To be continued.)