Chapter 1610 The 3rd Generation Xuanhuang Daozu VS Sun Dasheng
Several saints in Wanlong Great World were very frightened. They could easily feel the terror of these two auras. They were frightening and frightening, and one of the auras was the one from before.
Majestic middle age!
As for the other breath...it's strange, but equally terrifying!
"Who is he? Why is there such a terrifying guy in the boundless sea of chaos?"
"Is it Ying Yue? Or is it some unborn strong man?"
Wanlong Daozu and the others were talking a lot, feeling shocked and curious in their hearts, but they did not dare to get any closer. They were afraid of hurting Chi Yu and being crushed to death casually, which would be an unjust death!
At this moment, a few chaotic years away from the Great World of Wanlong, Yingyue's group and the third generation Xuanhuang Daozu finally met. There were fierce sparks when the two met for the first time. They faced each other from a distance, and they all saw anger in each other's eyes.
!
"It's you guys again!"
The third generation Xuanhuang Daozu recognized the seven Daozu Hongjun, and said coldly: "The incarnation just died, should it be me who comes now?"
Previously, Daozu Hongjun and several others self-destructed, which made him very unhappy. Now that he saw me, the murderous intention in the heart of the third generation Daozu Xuanhuang skyrocketed!
"You damn thief, let me die!"
Sun Dasheng roared and launched an attack without saying a word. His speed was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the third generation Xuanhuang Daozu.
"Where did the monkey dare to act so arrogantly in front of me?"
The third generation Xuanhuang Daozu snorted coldly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. He raised his right hand slightly and slapped it away like a mosquito.
"Boom"
The two collided, and an unparalleled terrifying shock wave erupted, like the explosion of trillions of atomic bombs, instantly shattering the surrounding void. The paste-like Hongmeng energy surged out, as if the Milky Way was pouring in, and the surroundings felt like the end of the world!
One of the two people who collided stood firmly on the spot, while the other flew directly upside down. The one who flew upside down was none other than Sun Dasheng. His right fist was torn and fleshy, and traces of golden blood spilled into the sky!
Obviously, he was completely defeated in the collision just now. He was no match for the third generation Xuanhuang Daozu. This surprised Ying Yue and others who were watching the battle!
"This guy is so scary?"
"Wukong cultivated the body of Dao more than 1 billion years ago, and his combat power is comparable to that of Chaos Dao Lord. Over the past 1 billion years, the Chaos True Yuan in his body has long been transformed into Hongmeng True Yuan. Unexpectedly, it still does not belong to this guy.
Opponent, how strong is he?"
Everyone’s eyes flickered and their faces were a little solemn!
"I didn't expect that this monkey like you has some strength!"
Everyone was surprised, and the third generation Xuanhuang Daozu was also surprised. He looked at Sun Dasheng in surprise: "I thought that the boundless sea of chaos was full of guys with low strength, but I didn't expect that a Chaos Dao Lord like you would be born. It's quite surprising.
It’s beyond my expectation, but that’s the end of it!!”
His words were so murderous and cold and ruthless that the surrounding temperature dropped drastically!
"Go to hell for me, old grandson!"
Sun Dasheng roared again and again, and gray air burst out from his body. Under the entanglement of the air, it actually condensed into a huge thing above his head!
This is a huge gray ape with a single horn on its head, 16 arms, and a pair of sky-covering wings covered with dragon scales growing on its back.
The gray giant ape continued to solidify, and Sun Dasheng's aura also expanded!
"This is……"
Everyone stared at the phantom of the giant ape above Sun Dasheng's head, and were secretly surprised: "Is this the ninth-level combat magical power "Fighting Hongmeng True Body" that Ying Yue gave to Wukong?"
"Have you felt it? The aura on Wukong's body has expanded a hundred times. Has he cultivated the "Fighting Hongmeng True Body" to this point?"
"Amazing……"
Everyone was amazed, and Ying Yue couldn't help but nod.
Sun Dasheng's talent is very good. In just a short period of time, he has mastered the ninth-grade combat magical power "Fighting Hongmeng True Body" to such a level. It is considered a small achievement!
The combat effectiveness has increased by at least a hundred times!
"This is……"
The third generation of Xuanhuang Daozu stared at Sun Dasheng with disbelief on his face: "Your aura has expanded so much. Is this... a magical power? Yes, this should be a fighting magical power!
Damn it! How can a native of a chaotic world get magical powers?"
The third generation Xuanhuang Daozu found it unbelievable. Magical powers are extremely valuable. Even the lowest magical powers are of extraordinary value. At this moment, the monkey's fighting power in front of him has increased a hundred times!
A hundred times, it is no longer a low-level magical power, it is probably a medium-level magical power, or even a high-level magical power!
The third generation Xuanhuang Daozu was a little angry. He left the boundless sea of chaos and wandered in the Hongmeng Sea for so many years. He paid a huge price, but he only cultivated low-level magical powers. The limit of increasing combat power by 10 times was not a hundred times!
"Who is he? Why can he obtain such advanced magical power? And judging from his unstable aura, it is obvious that he has not yet cultivated this magical power to a great level!
Without Dacheng, the aura has increased a hundred times. If you practice to Dacheng, to what level should your combat power be improved?
Advanced magical power!
This must be a high-level supernatural power!"
Upon thinking of this, the eyes of the third generation Xuanhuang Daozu became hot, and a thought popped into his mind: "Kill him! Then get this magical power!"
Thinking of this, the third generation of Xuanhuang Daozu took the initiative to attack. He suddenly disappeared into the void in a flash. In less than one hundred thousandth of a second, he appeared in front of Sun Dasheng, patted his palm lightly, and sealed it.
On Sun Dasheng's chest.
"Click"
Before Sun Dasheng could launch an attack, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body flew backwards like a cannonball.
His sternum was shattered, and the huge ape silhouette floating above his head also dissipated. His face was pale, and his breath was greatly reduced. He was already seriously injured!
"Wukong!!!"
Everyone was shocked and rushed forward: "Wukong, are you okay?"
Sun Dasheng spat out another mouthful of blood and smiled miserably: "No... My old Sun is fine. He can't die yet. I just can't kill this guy. I'm not willing to give in!"
"Heal your wounds first!"
Empress Nuwa waved her hand and released a green halo, which enveloped Sun Dasheng and repaired his body.
"Thank you, empress!" Sun Dasheng thanked her.
At this time, the third generation of Xuanhuang Daozu came towards this side step by step, with a cold expression on his face, but his eyes were extremely bright: "I don't know who you are and where you got your fighting powers.
, these are not important!
The important thing is, now, give me this magical power right away, and I can spare you a chance to survive, otherwise... hum!"
ps: I have been lying in bed unable to sleep for the past few days. Several questions have been bothering me:
First, Yang Guo lived alone with one arm for sixteen years. How did he cut off his finger caps?
Second, Xiao Zhao has been wearing anklets for many years. How did he change his clothes?
Third, Mei Chaofeng has been practicing Jiuyin White Bone Claw for so many years, how does he rub his buttocks?
Fourth, Snow White has been sleeping for so many years without brushing her teeth. Will she faint the prince?
Fifth, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turned into butterflies. The life of a butterfly is only seven days. Why don't they turn into bastards and live for a thousand years?
