These things are all imagined in the hearts of these people. The key to everything lies in the figure on the throne. First of all, Wuliang and several people subconsciously thought of Feng Hao's heavenly punishment. power,
As a result, the golden divine thunder emerged, and then the holy beasts imagined later, and even the emperor's shadow, were all realized one by one. Feng Hao had already noticed something wrong at the moment of the fight.
That imperial shadow has imperial power, but it has no truly terrifying power. In other words, it is like a wolf in tiger skin, and is not a real emperor at all!
However, in order to verify what he was thinking, Feng Hao also glanced at the imperial shadow with cold eyes, and the Qilin, one of the holy beasts, sounded in his heart again. However, this time the golden divine thunder did not react at all.
The smile on Feng Hao's face grew bigger and bigger, and he continued to imagine other things in his mind, such as terrifying holy-level powerful men, such as supreme divine weapons, such as some terrifying monsters, etc., but without exception, the golden god There was no reaction from Lei Zhong,
"Hey, that's what I said."
Feng Hao roared, his fighting spirit rising, and he rushed towards the imperial shadow again. He believed that as long as he killed the imperial shadow, he would be able to reach the other side of the throne.
"boom"
As his fighting spirit continued to rise, Feng Hao also began to continuously attack the emperor's shadow. Although the emperor's shadow in front of him only had imperial power and no corresponding strength, if it had been replaced by someone else, he would have been there long ago. He was directly frightened by this extreme imperial power, but Feng Hao was different. The rising fighting spirit in his body made him fearless, not even the sky, let alone an imperial shadow with only imperial power!
And what's very strange is that Feng Hao's movements were followed by the same movements of the opponent's Emperor Ying. The two of them were fighting together, and they had already fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant.
Emperor Shadow is derived from the golden divine thunder. Every attack carries an extremely terrifying golden thunder that can destroy everything. However, when it falls on Feng Hao, it does not pose much of an obstacle to him.
Similarly, Feng Hao's arms are surrounded by silver lightning. Whenever the golden divine thunder hits, it will be offset by the silver divine thunder. Even if he has some remaining power, relying on the tyranny of his physical body, it will be instantaneous. was disintegrated,
"Bang bang bang"
Every time he collided with Emperor Ying, Feng Hao exerted his terrifying physical strength. The two fought until the void collapsed, reaching the ground from mid-air, and then from the ground to mid-air.
During this period, Feng Hao always wanted to break through the blockade of Emperor Ying and rush directly to the vicinity of the throne. However, whenever he had this thought, Emperor Ying seemed to be aware of it and flashed directly to his side, aggravating the attack. The cutting action failed Feng Hao's calculations time and time again.
"Too difficult!"
The two of them had been fighting for about half an hour. Feng Hao took advantage of the failure of the attack and retreated a little. His breathing was slightly rapid, his eyes were slightly narrowed, looking at the emperor's shadow, he felt very helpless.
The long-term battle was also a huge drain on him. It was not an option to continue like this. He glanced at the top of his head. Eight thunder dragons were fighting with the four golden holy beasts. I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible in a short time. Decide the winner,
Suddenly, some scattered fragments flashed through Feng Hao's mind. Some messy memory fragments flashed through his mind, and he saw a figure with fiery red wings. The arms were densely covered with runes, which looked more powerful!
"Is this me?"
Feng Hao was surprised. For some reason, a feeling emerged in his body, as if it was him. Feng Hao closed his eyes and concentrated his mind. He tried hard to hear everything about this strange figure.
However, no matter what he thought, these memory fragments only flashed through his mind sporadically, and there was some kind of reaction in his body, but it seemed that there was some barrier that prevented him from touching that realm.
After trying several times, he still failed, and then he gave up the idea, feeling a little regretful. He knew that as long as he remembered this, he would be able to gain more powerful power!
Now, in addition to the power of heavenly punishment, Feng Hao also has the will to fight in his body. Apart from these two methods, they are all because the memory is damaged, or the energy in the body is restricted in some way, and cannot be used at all. Come,
Feng Hao thought, maybe he can't do it alone, but if he adds Wu Liang and others, he should be able to give it a try!
"Wuliang, come here and take action together." Feng Hao shouted softly. Up to now, Di Ying's cultivation level was almost the same as his, and the other party didn't consume anything at all, so he was at an invisible disadvantage.
Wuliang and others also looked at each other, gritted their teeth and rushed out. The imperial power erupted from the emperor's shadow instantly enveloped them, making it difficult for them to move forward.
"The aura of the Great Emperor." Wuliang's body was like carrying a thousand kilograms of boulders. Under the pressure of the Emperor's power, it was difficult to even lift his legs.
Feng Hao felt a little helpless when he saw this scene. After all, not everyone is like him. The fighting spirit gave him the ability to withstand even the imperial power, but others could not.
"Hold on! I only need one blow from you!" Feng Hao kept shouting, and his whole body rushed out in an instant, intertwined with the emperor's shadow again,
Wuliang and the other three were in an extremely embarrassed state at this time. Although the Emperor Shadow did not have the corresponding cultivation level, the pressure was the real power of the Emperor. For Saint-level warriors like them, this pressure was fatal enough. !
Wuliang squinted his eyes, unable to move. The same was true for Wuwu and Wuli. A trace of unwillingness gradually appeared on everyone's face.
Feng Hao needed them to attack once, but they couldn't do it even once!
"I don't believe it anymore. Even if the Emperor stood in front of me, I would chop him with one sword!" Wu Liang suddenly shouted angrily in his heart. Feng Hao's fighting spirit infected him, and the Jinghong Long Sword in his hand trembled continuously. ,
"Buzz"
The next moment, a majestic sword light like a river shot up into the sky. Wuliang finally took action, but using this sword seemed to have consumed all his strength, and he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
The sword light swept up to the nine heavens like a river, and it was so powerful that it was followed by a dragon roar that echoed through the sky. Wuwang's face turned red, and the spear in his hand was suddenly thrown out by him, turning into a true beam. Dragon, soar into the sky!
In the end, Wu-Se also followed closely and took action, but they were all as immeasurable as they seemed to have exhausted all their strength to carry out this attack.