These are runes that are shining with blue light. They look like they are made of metal, as if they were made of fine gold. They give people an indestructible visual impact.
Moreover, as these cyan lines took shape, the aura of the masked man suddenly doubled, and a terrifying aura spread out, as if a giant beast had awakened. It was extremely terrifying, and it was too close. Those Wuling Clan troops all involuntarily took a few steps backwards.
At this moment, whether it was the people in the tenth city or the human army in the distance, everyone's eyes were focused on this masked man.
His mask has fallen off, revealing an extremely ugly face. Because of his anger, the ugly face is even more ferocious. It looks like a devil escaping from hell, which makes people almost afraid to look directly. See,
As his aura gradually increased, Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing and others in the distance showed worried expressions.
This masked man had been able to exert his seventh-level strength without using any runes before. Now, after he condenses his own runes, his strength will soar to such an extent,
Although they cannot use the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the innate runes of the Wuling Clan can double their strength and defense.
Therefore, surrounded by Lengyu Forest and Afterimage, their expressions became solemn at this moment.
This person is the body of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan, and is not inferior to them in terms of physique. However, in this environment, the opponent will have a slight advantage because of the defense and power of the runes.
Although each has its own government, Feng Hao has become the pillar of morale of the human army at this time. If he is defeated, they know clearly what the consequences will be.
Therefore, even Leng Yusen doesn't want to see Feng Hao defeated at this moment.
"I don't know if this guy has a body of virtual martial arts, and even if he is, the losers of the past don't seem to be that good..."
Leng Yusen murmured in a low voice, regretting that he did not take action earlier.
Although the Xuwu Lords passed down through the ages are strong, they are far inferior to the real Divine Lord body. Therefore, in his opinion, Feng Hao cannot be like this even if he has the Xuwu Lord body. The opponent of the Wuling Clan’s god-lord,
The people in the Tenth City were shocked. They never expected that the Wuling Clan would hide such a powerful person. This made some thoughtful people in the dark panic.
If a strong man of this level takes action, it is not difficult to take the enemy's leader among thousands of troops. Therefore, if he is an enemy of the Wuling Tribe who has such a trump card, there will definitely be no good results.
…
Feng Hao's face couldn't help but become serious. He could sense that since the other party condensed the natal runes, the momentum he had erupted had faint signs of surpassing his own.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a difficult opponent..."
Although he was thinking this, the golden current in his body became more and more violent. Even Feng Hao's body was coated with a golden halo. At the same time, a huge momentum slowly came out. After rising up, Feng Hao's figure became much taller in everyone's eyes.
"war."
The fighting spirit that had not been seen for a long time completely broke out at this moment. Feng Hao's eyes showed streaks of blood, and a violent momentum spread out at the same time.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since someone aroused his fighting spirit. At this moment, facing the pressure from the masked man, Zhan Tian Jue naturally started to operate on its own. An unyielding fighting spirit was like a sharp sword. It burst out from his heart, and suddenly, he stood there like a peerless sword unsheathed, extremely intimidating.
"It's just a small skill, just a desperate struggle."
After a flash of surprise flashed in the masked man's eyes, it suddenly turned cold again. After curling his mouth slightly, he stamped his feet fiercely. He jumped into the air, turned into a sharp arrow, and quickly rushed towards the wind. Hao,
"Scythe of the Witch God."
The person was in mid-air, and two cold words were spat out from the face of the man. A sickle made of blue runes was held in his hand, spreading an astonishing evil spirit.
"He must die."
The person in charge of the Wuling Tribe had a sinister smile on his lips, waving his fists fiercely, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
On the side, the same is true for several strong men from the Witch Spirit Clan. This is the body of the god of their Witch Spirit Clan, the strongest person. They believe that the masked man who has condensed the runes of his life must look down upon anyone who dares. Anyone who stands in front of him will be crushed to pieces.
"snort."
Feng Hao snorted slightly, stretched out his palm, and uttered cold words, "Breaking Heaven."
With fighting intent, a golden long sword was directly condensed in Feng Hao's hand, and its edge was revealed. It was like a peerless sword with murderous intent.
"Bang."
Without any hesitation, Feng Hao's feet touched slightly, and he turned into a tiger out of the cage, holding a golden long sword and killing him.
"clang,……"
The sickle condensed with cyan runes collided with the golden long sword. The scene as expected by the Wu Ling tribe did not appear. The golden long sword in Feng Hao's hand did not break. The two sides collided together, and unexpectedly burst out. A clanging sound of metal clashing,
A strong wind howled and burst out between the two of them. Some people from the Wuling Tribe who were too close were immediately blown away like duckweeds. With the two of them as the center, a large formation formed. of deep pit,
Looking at the two people who were at loggerheads, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This masked man had already reached the seventh level of strength before condensing the natal runes. However, he still couldn't do anything to Feng Hao at this time. This showed that Feng Hao had a physique and foundation that was no less than his.
"impossible."
Looking at Feng Hao retreating in a daze, the masked man's ugly face was full of astonishment. He couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who could resist him.
Compared with the Wuling Tribe, the human army erupted into shocking cheers. Everyone's mood was extremely high, and their faces turned red.
"Haha, Feng Boy is really good, kill that ugly guy."
Long Yueguan shouted loudly, and some wanted to jump down and kill him.
"Could it be that he has already controlled the virtual martial body?"
Leng Yusen and Yiying looked at each other, their expressions became solemn.
The strength of the Xuwu Lords in the past has been recorded in detail, but at this time, Feng Hao's strength has far exceeded that of the Xuwu Lords in the past.