With an order, as if commanded by arms, the bronze emperors were stunned for a moment, then their eyes were bloodshot, as if they were possessed by gods, howling and rushing towards Wu Ming regardless of their own safety.
Even though there were still people blocking the way, they were intimidated by Wu Ming's wave of force to kill the semi-holy venerable like a god descending into the world. They did not dare to get too close and were easily killed by him.
Although Wu Ming's strength is not as good as that of the Mayfly Saint, he has already exceeded the limit of a semi-saint venerable. In many aspects, he has transformed into a powerful saint, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary semi-saint venerables.
"Kill them!"
Saint Mayfly's expression changed slightly, he shouted angrily, and he sprinted down like lightning, like a black spear penetrating the sky and the earth, and he was close to him in a moment.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming coolly exposed himself, waved his six arms, and the dragon roar suddenly appeared, rising into the sky and turning into a dragon-shaped light and shadow.
The supreme secret skill - the Wandering Dragon without Form!
Boom!
The swords and spears intersected, and a piercing thunder-like explosion exploded in the air. The ripples in the space were endless, and the suppression of the network-shaped holy treasure was forcibly opened, and cracks like bloody mouths were created.
But in the end, Saint Mayfly was slightly better. The dragon shadow collapsed inch by inch, and a human figure fell like a meteorite. However, Saint Mayfly was not much better. The difference in strength between the two was not too big.
This move is the most powerful among Wu Ming's unique skills. It can explode 200% of its own strength. How can it be easily taken?
"throat!"
The Mayfly Saint grunted, and exploded back in mid-air, creating void whirlpools one after another. He stared at Wu Ming with a gloomy expression, who was guarded by hundreds of bronze emperors.
Buzz!
When Wu Ming fell, Qingyi and other hundreds of bronze emperors gathered around and formed a formation. All their power flashed and then restrained themselves, standing on the top of the sky like stone pillars. , the wind cannot blow it down, the rain cannot destroy it!
What's even more terrifying is that there is an eternal and majestic force like a sea of stars that permeates the heavens and shakes the void!
"Hmph, even if all the power of a hundred or so emperors is applied to you, it is just an external force. I will let you know what is so ridiculous about you, a false god!"
The Saint of the Mayfly had a gloomy look on his face, and the strange black light in his eyes flickered endlessly. His whole body suddenly shook, and with a crackling sound, a strange and soul-stirring luster appeared on his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a pair of black armor covered with ferocious barbs. .
What's even more terrifying is that its six arms fused together and turned into two arms, with two ferocious weapons exuding an astonishing aura in its hands, which seemed to have the power to devour everything, making its surroundings covered with clouds, as if they were melting into darkness. , even the light is swallowed up.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming chuckled, his brows flashing with fire, and there was a broken sword in his hand.
Buzz!
In an instant, the alienated flame patterns on the entire body of the one hundred and eight Bronze Emperors flickered and roared like torches. They merged into one place and turned into huge flames, matching the flame pattern between Wu Ming's eyebrows. Complement each other.
Vaguely visible, the waves of flames swaying at the tip of the torch, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and eight, are like stars, flickering in and out of the torch, guarding the main star - Wu Ming!
This is the true form of the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation, which is far from a simple half-saint presiding over the formation.
It was Wu Ming who truly took over, through the alienated clan patterns of Chaos Fire. To a certain extent, these bronze emperors are similar to their external incarnations.
Its power can be transformed through the formation and completely integrated with it without conflicting with it.
The One Hundred and Eight Bronze Emperors simply gave up their resistance and allowed themselves to be taken over by the alien fire clan patterns, forming the prototype of the supreme magical power in human race legends - One Thousand People!
Unite as one, unite as one, and have unparalleled defense!
No matter how you cause natural or man-made disasters or curses and evil spells, they will be infinitely weakened by this power.
Because no matter what kind of force attacks, the target itself cannot be locked, but will be divided by thousands of people. It will also be twisted into a rope by this force and then weakened by the qualitative change.
In this way, no matter how strong or strange the force is, it will hardly pose a threat.
One hundred and eight Bronze Emperors are far less than tens of thousands of people, but Wu Ming is the God of Bronze and can draw on the power of the Different Fire Tribe Patterns. These Bronze Emperors themselves represent countless tribes.
In this way, this magical power has also reached infinite perfection!
"call……"
Wu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Against the backdrop of the giant flames of the stars, he seemed to be covered with a layer of flame armor, and it seemed as if a sparkling wheel of fire rising up from behind to suppress the heavens.
The mysterious, vast, unparalleled and eternal aura spreads out secretly, as if life has been sublimated.
"Oh!"
In an instant, Wu Ming grasped the surge of power. With six arms waving, it was like a giant hand shaking the sky!
hold head high!
Dragons roared, tigers roared, phoenixes croaked and cranes chirped, all kinds of unique skills showed their unparalleled power in a moment. Even though they were dozens of miles away, seven or eight mayflies were caught in the giant green dragon's claws and the tiger's mouth.
All the venerables were torn to pieces.
"court death!"
Saint Mayfly was furious, transformed into black light, held up two magic weapons with evil power, and volleyed towards him.
Although he doesn't care about the lives of his men, if there are too many saints from the Mayfly Clan who are sitting in his command, who will do the tasks assigned by the clan if there are too many casualties?
"It's you who died!"
Wu Ming shouted coldly, his figure suddenly rose up, waving his six arms, fists, feet and palms with phantom power, covering the sky like stars.
"Jie Jie, such scattered power wants to hurt this saint, so you should die!"
Although he was surprised that these powers looked exactly the same and had extraordinary power, the Mayfly Saint did not think that Wu Ming had such strength, and took it for granted that this was the same deception as before, just to confuse the audience.
If this is the case, the real attack is hidden inside, but such a fluctuating attack is not enough to threaten him, and he can even ignore it before putting on the treasure armor.
But the moment he touched it, he realized that not only was he wrong, but he was completely wrong.
Not only does every attack reach the level of a false saint, but it also contains extremely vast and majestic power, like starlight penetrating the sky, eternal and unstoppable.
Even though its armor had unparalleled defenses, it was still under the impact of powerful forces that weakened its defensive capabilities. Through the armor, it broke through its own holy power defense, rushed into its body, and wantonly destroyed its flesh and blood meridians.
"Pfft...impossible!"
The Saint of Mayfly turned pale with fright, his face twisted ferociously, and he waved his weapon vigorously, scattering the phantoms of his fists, feet, and palms, and he no longer dared to let any force get close to him easily.
Boom Kaka!
There was a thunderous explosion, like rain hitting banana trees. The Mayfly Saint, who had been violent and violent just now, with unrivaled power and the upper hand, suddenly fell into a disadvantageous position, and the situation took a sudden turn for the worse.
"hateful!"
The Mayfly Saint roared angrily, breaking through the phantoms of power in the sky, and rushed to Wu Ming. He raised his weapon and slashed, creating a fierce and fishy wind, which was breathtaking.
Bang!
A harsh sound of gold and iron echoed from the intersection of the broken swords, and with the splashing sparks, a majestic mountain-like figure retreated in succession, and it was the Mayfly Saint.
Zheng!
Before he could stand firm, Wu Ming slipped his foot. He was like a tornado in the sea of stars. He lifted the broken sword upside down and raised a sword with unparalleled sharpness from bottom to top.
"not good!"
The Mayfly Saint's compound eyes were wide open, his heart was beating wildly as a warning sign, and he quickly lowered his weapon to resist.
Bang!
But then there was a clang and an explosion, and a giant weapon flew away from his hand, and a sharp edge flashed past his right shoulder.
With a pop, black and red blood spurted out, and the two arms flew away in response!
"How is it possible? How can you... how can you cut through my precious armor?"
The Mayfly Saint was horrified and retreated continuously. He wanted to get out of Wu Ming's attack range, but he could no longer hide his panic.
He never thought that Wu Ming, whose strength had not increased much, only about 30% at most, and was only slightly stronger than him, could burst out with such terrifying power.
Not only were the various magical powers of the Mayfly clan that he was proud of ineffective, but even the armor, which had unparalleled defense and was second only to the sacred weapon, was cut through by the opponent with a single blow.
How did he know that even if Wu Ming's strength skyrocketed, he could still control him like an arm without any discomfort at all.
But the most fundamental reason is that the magical power he has cultivated himself, and under the blessing of the true meaning of martial arts in the state of returning to nature, has the power to turn decay into magic.
Any attack may appear to be the same as one unleashed by the same opponent, but its attack power is more concentrated and can cause 200% or even greater damage.
This is like two people who practice the same martial arts. One has just scratched the surface, but the other has already mastered it.
With the same moves, the person who masters the realm of perfection will naturally be stronger!
With the addition of the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation, Wu Ming's own strength may only have been increased by 30%, but the power that can be unleashed with the help of this force is much higher than 60%, and he can naturally easily injure the Mayfly Saint.
The current Wu Ming may not be a powerful saint, but he is definitely at the top of the list of pseudo-sages.
Every move and every move has great power, drawing the power of the sky and the sea of stars for blessing!
"The frog in the well!"
Wu Ming glared coldly, then made a mistake with his foot. He walked as if he were stepping on seven stars, ignoring the space to avoid obstacles. In a moment, he was in front of the Mayfly Saint and swung his sword again.
A simple sword is like the stars shining in the sky, no one can match it.
"This is……"
Saint Mayfly resisted with all his strength, his compound eyes flashed with strange light, and he used his own magical power to desperately try to find out the root cause of Wu Ming's sudden change in power.
Sonorous!
Amidst the bursts of ear-piercing explosions, just one round of attacks cut off his armor with extraordinary defense and turned it into scrap metal. The fierce fighting also made his body extremely hot and burned.
"Huchi...huchi..."
The Mayfly Saint, who was covered in blood, was breathing heavily. He seemed completely unaware of the pain. His face was ferocious and he could not conceal his shock. He turned his eyes sideways to the sky and said in disbelief, "You... you can actually use the power of the sea of stars!"
After all, he was a saint. Even though he fell into danger, his eyesight was still there. After several battles, he finally discovered the anomaly. (To be continued)