"I mean..." Qin Yu's voice came from the purple-gold light.
Youquan's pupils shrank slightly.
"Based on the cultivation level of the second calamity of the divine realm, that's almost the limit just now."
At the same time, the flame gradually decreased and turned into the outline of a human figure, but the terror of its aura not only did not weaken, but instead increased to a higher level.
"You are very good." Qin Yu said lightly: "You can force me to show my true strength. You are indeed worthy of this demon soul... this supreme and true evildoer."
At this moment, Qin Yu had activated the power of boiling blood.
Previously, Qin Yu had already reached the limit of what he could normally achieve without using magic weapons or magical powers such as the Wrath of the Heavens.
Although it is beyond the scope of the second calamity of the divine realm, it is still not enough to face the monsters of the Demon Soul Land of the third calamity of the divine realm.
In Youquan's body, he actually once felt the feeling of facing Jiang Yu and other monsters of the third level of the Jiang family on the God of War platform. Qin Yu expected that even if he used other magical powers, he would directly activate the Six Transformations of Madness
, the result is probably not much different.
If you want to defeat an opponent of this level, you can only make a qualitative change in your strength.
"The true strength..." Youquan paused, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Interesting, really interesting."
"This breath... is legendary... It seems that your bloodline is extraordinary."
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Looking at Youquan's appearance, he seemed to see boiling blood.
Sure enough, for these top families with ancient inheritance, there must still be many inheritances from the barbaric period.
After all, even in the Land of Demonic Souls and the Land of Divine Skeletons, there are still inheritances of the top bloodlines from the truly barbaric era.
Maybe it's not as close as the first generation bloodline or the Jiang family's wild ancient bloodline, which is very close to the first generation, but it's still the same bloodline, so naturally not much will be lost.
"In that case, I take back what I said before."
Youquan's eyes flashed, revealing a rare hint of excitement.
"You are qualified to be my opponent."
"Really?" Qin Yu said calmly: "But I don't know yet whether you are qualified to be my opponent."
The next moment, Qin Yu's figure had disappeared from where he was.
His speed almost exceeded the limit that most of the monks who were watching the battle and below the third calamity of the divine realm could witness. Before they could react, he had already rushed in front of Youquan and punched out!
The boiling blood power and divine patterns poured into the fist and were violently vented forward. This punch was nothing fancy, it was primitive and pure power!
However, this primitive power, when used to its extreme, is terrifying beyond imagination.
The space immediately shattered and exploded in all directions. Qin Yu's punch seemed to create a huge black hole between the sky and the earth.
And the center of the black hole is the Youquan!
Facing this majestic and overwhelming punch, Youquan, who was standing there calmly and calmly, was actually blown away.
This flight directly flew thousands of miles away.
Wherever it went, the space was unable to withstand the aftermath, breaking into long trajectories.
Youquan's body didn't stop until he was thousands of miles away, but it was not because of himself, but because Qin Yu, who was burning with purple gold arrogance all over his body, had already caught up with Youquan and punched him hard again.
Rumble!
Amidst the earth-shaking loud noise, the earth collapsed and shattered, turning into a deep pit, like a bottomless abyss, and Youquan's figure disappeared directly into the pit.
"Since we are members of the Abyss You Family, we should stay in the Abyss, don't you think?"
Qin Yu raised the corners of his mouth and punched him one after another.
Youquan didn't even have time to raise his hand to resist. Amidst the black mist all over his body, countless divine marks were trembling constantly, as if they would be blown away by Qin Yu's punch at any time.
Behind him, the newly formed Abyss Ji Sha was dispersed by Qin Yu's majestic arrogance before he could even rush out.
The scene at this moment turned into Qin Yu who activated the power of boiling blood. In this huge pit like an abyss, he punched Youquan with punch after punch.
With each punch, Youquan's body trembled, blood spurted out, and the body-protecting divine patterns on his body continued to twist and collapse, seemingly unbearable.
The situation simply seemed to be one-sided.
The hundreds of millions of monks in Taiding Ancient City who had previously believed that Qin Yu was about to be defeated were all dumbfounded at this moment, speechless.
"Am I hallucinating?"
"Master Li is actually pressing the Youquan Hammer? Did I see it wrong?"
"How is this possible? How can he be so strong?"
It was unimaginable to everyone that Qin Yu, who had previously made Youquan stand still and was in such a state of embarrassment that he could not support himself, suddenly showed off his power and crazily hammered Youquan with almost overwhelming power.
"Hahahaha..."
A burst of dry, hoarse, and weird laughter suddenly sounded and spread clearly throughout the entire battlefield.
Everyone was startled.
How could anyone laugh at a time like this?
In other words, is there anything in this that can make people laugh?
However, to everyone's surprise, the source of this creepy laughter was actually Youquan, who was sprayed with blood by Qin Yu's attack, and it looked like his entire body would be exploded at any moment.
"Wa hahaha."
Youquan groaned, spat out a large mouthful of blood, and laughed, his laughter and expression equally distorted.
"Awesome, so awesome."
"It's been a long time...no one has excited me."
There was excitement in Youquan's distorted face, which was full of blood.
"Then, let you die with excitement."
Qin Yu said calmly.
Youquan didn't want to kill Qin Yu, so as not to attract the supreme power of the Hunyuan Shen Sect to take action.
But Qin Yu has no such scruples.
Of course he also knows the purpose of Youquan.
Since he wants to lose face to the Yuanshen Sect by letting himself suffer a disastrous defeat.
Naturally, Qin Yu would not make it easy for You Quan.
As he finished speaking, Qin Yu raised his hand and punched him hard again.
With this punch, the divine blood lines were poured into it, and nearly half of the energy and blood power in Qin Yu's body was poured into it, making it unrivaled.
If this punch had hit Youquan's body, it would probably be enough to smash the latter's body to pieces.