Chapter 556: The Color of the Heart of the Great Battle!
~-~ Chapter 556: The Color of the Heart in the Unparalleled War!
The almost pure golden flame seemed to have touched gasoline.
In an instant, the neck suddenly expanded and covered it with a sweeping force.
whole body.
"You let me enjoy all kinds of torture, but I only need one thing, which is to burn you to death."
Fire Man Yang Yu left and also became Fire Man
, and the latter howled in horror.
"Ah...ah...I can't...can't bear it!"
Just like Monkey Monkey, who was cursed by Tang Monk, he was writhing in pain in mid-air, rolling and holding his head. He relied on the power of making rules in the Tsukuyomi space to constantly change his body into various shapes, hoping to alleviate the pain.
The extreme pain that even burns the soul.
He turned into a spear, which turned out to be a musket, turned into a colorful tiger, and turned into a golden tiger whose whole body was on fire. His body turned into countless crows and flew away, and each crow was burned with eternal flames.
The unquenchable golden flame...finally,
He transformed into a human form again and knelt at Yang Yu's feet. This A-level god actually started to tremble and beg for mercy!
He was pulled out more than three feet, and the golden flames flashed across his face, burning him even more.
Fire Man Yang Yu teleports to
Beside him, a handful of his hair was pulled up, and he said almost word by word through his teeth:
"Let me tell you again, we are Chinese, not Chinese. Please beg for mercy again clearly!"
In the midst of the pain that was beyond his endurance, he kept a clear mind. The cruel golden flames on his body brought him pain that he had never felt before, but he did not let him faint. He did not resist or hesitate at all, and directly
"You are a waste! I have no interest in spending time with you!"
The burning man Yang Yu snorted coldly and slapped him again.
Fan flew away, then stared coldly at the blood-red sky, stretched out his finger!
"Boom Ka——"
Golden lightning lit up the sky. The energy of this lightning was simply endless. The entire blood-red sky began to crack, falling piece by piece, and eventually formed an unstoppable collapse.
The Tsukuyomi space created finally completely collapsed.
And in the collapsed
Countless Japanese mortal players around, including the one suspended in mid-air
,
and
In the eyes of these three A-level gods, there is a completely different scene!
To be precise, it was just a moment!
In their eyes, Yang Yu’s
Release completed,
Performing the perfect teleportation technique, his figure flashed several times in mid-air, and he was flashed in front of Yang Yu almost in the blink of an eye. Through the unique mental power induction of an A-level god, they could clearly "see"
arrive,
Used it on Yang Yu
.
Then he was shocked to find that their eyes were facing each other,
The moment it penetrates into the eyes of the Chinese people, that is called
The B-level god-killer instantly turned into a golden flaming man. At the same time,
He closed his eyes tightly and fell down from mid-air.
"how so?!"
"
Release failed?"
"What kind of energy can break out of Sato-kun's Tsukuyomi space, unless it is..."
The three A-level gods stared at the Pyro in disbelief. They were horrified to find that the entire Pyro was actually filled with solid...power of law!
The golden flame that covers the whole body and seems to be eternal is actually an entity composed entirely of the power of law!
The round faces, cherry blossoms and sword lights behind the three A-level gods trembled and dimmed even more. With their current strength, they could only touch the surface of the power of law and barely activate the extremely imperfect power of law.
, couldn’t hold on for a minute, but the Chinese in front of me was clearly a B-level god-killer!
When will a B-level god-killer be able to touch the power of law?! This is simply impossible!
The three A-level gods were still in extreme disbelief, but Yang Yu took action without hesitation.
The duration was only one minute, and he didn't want to waste it.
In the eyes of countless Japanese mortal players below, the dazzling golden light streaked across the sky. In fact, it was Yang Yu who jumped from his original position to
In front of him, because his speed was too fast, it turned out to be infinitely close to the instantaneous movement known as spatial displacement, but it was definitely not a spatial displacement. Therefore, layers of afterimages that were similar to the physical light were directly formed. Due to the afterimages
The density was so high that in the eyes of the many Japanese mortal players below, the Chinese man who had turned into a fireman had his body transformed into a blazing and long human-shaped golden light.
"puff--"
Yang Yu punched the person who couldn't react in time.
From his chest, when he pulled it out again, he already held a warm heart that was still beating with inertia.
"Wow!!!"
and
He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split, and all the power of the law was used to speed up his escape. He flew dozens of feet away in an instant, then stopped and looked back, glaring in horror at the burning man holding the heart in his hand.
"I've always wanted to see if you Japanese people have dark hearts."
This indifference does not contain any emotional fluctuations, but it is a sentence that directly tortures the soul of the Japanese people. It rings in the ears of every Japanese player present like a yellow bell. No matter you cover your ears or seal it with divine power,
No matter how hard you listen, you can't stop this sentence from ringing in your mind over and over again like an echo in the empty valley.
The heart was ripped out
, with a dazed look on his face, standing motionless like a wooden man, but there was no blood dripping from the blood hole on his left chest, because the blood vessels and muscles around the hole had been scorched.
"Heart...my heart..."
He murmured to himself breathlessly, his eyes were unfocused, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch his left chest, but he couldn't do it anyway. He raised his hand halfway and then dropped it slumped.
"Your heart."
Yang Yu, the burning man, held up the warm and still weakly beating heart and stretched it straight to
In front of his eyes, almost touching the tip of his nose, he said lightly:
"Smell what your heart smells like."
"Heart...heart..."
The dull eyes suddenly regained some of their vitality, and the trembling hands finally gained a little strength, slowly raising them and closing them, trying to grasp his heart.
"call--"
Yang Yu's cold golden eyes shot out a cruel light, and flames spurted from the right hand holding his heart.
The aroma of barbecue came out from the heart in the flames.