The Taoist Youran who was once in his heyday, or to be more precise, the strong man from the Weiyang tribe who borrowed the body of Taoist Youran, his cultivation is obviously not a spiritual one!
It is very possible that he is a spirit immortal, or even a planetary realm. It is just that due to the original war, he was severely injured and his recovery was slow, so all he can show now is the power of spiritual communication.
It is precisely because of this that even if Wang Baole's soul is haunted and he has used the four great divine passages for thousands of eons to obtain this almost impossible opportunity for himself, Taoist Youran's instinctive resistance in the face of life and death crisis should not be underestimated.
At this moment, seeing Taoist Youran struggling to wake up in his eyes, Wang Baole's eyes were more decisive. Not only did he not waver in his heart and have the idea of ​​retreating, but he was faster and more powerful. At the same time, his cultivation was running
It has once again improved, almost like an explosion of potential, like a meteor surrounded by lightning, approaching Taoist Youran in an instant!
The speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Baole and his flying sword were approaching, and as his divine weapon bone hand that grabbed the imperial armor fell directly on Taoist Youran's head, Taoist Youran's head exploded!
While the roaring sound reverberated violently, Wang Baole's flying sword also penetrated the Dantian directly from behind Taoist Youran from his back, bringing out a large amount of blood and spreading it in all directions!
But Wang Baole not only had no joy, but his expression changed, and a strong crisis arose in his heart, as if all the cells in his body were screaming to tell him to retreat immediately, but Wang Baole still gritted his teeth and grabbed the emperor's armor with his right hand again
Lifting it up, the cultivation within the body exploded again, wanting to punch out a second time!
But it was still too late... In fact, the punch that Wang Baole landed just now seemed to hit Taoist Youran's head, but he knew very well that his punch was just an inch away from hitting Taoist Youran's head.
, unexpectedly collapsed on its own initiative!
Therefore, this was not a blow by him, but Taoist Youran's self-destruction!!
Obviously at this critical moment, Taoist Youran, who had no time to wake up, chose to self-destruct physically in order to resolve the crisis, or to be precise, he chose to self-destruct in the Taoist palace body he was inhabiting!
Using the power of self-destruction, he forcibly resisted Wang Baole's punch, which partially resolved the crisis. However, Wang Baole still injured Taoist Youran. The cleverness of his flying sword was beyond Taoist Youran's expectation. Regardless of whether he
I never expected that a flying sword would shoot out from the cicada chrysalis at this critical moment.
So... even though he used his body to self-destruct to resist Wang Baole's fist, the flying sword that penetrated the Dantian from behind still injured Taoist Youran.
It's just that... although this kind of injury is not serious for Taoist Youran, it is obviously not enough for Wang Baole. Almost at the moment when he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart and was about to punch him again, Taoist Youran was covered in blood and flesh.
, three sarcomas appeared directly on his head where he blew himself up!
Among these three sarcomas, the two on the left and right have no visible facial features, as if all the flesh and blood have been kneaded together. They are ugly and shocking at the same time. The sarcoma in the middle, although better, can see a pair of eyes.
There is no skin and only bones left in the mouth, but it is even more ferocious.
This is where Taoist Youran's body lies. At the moment when these three sarcomas appeared, four extra arms shot out from Taoist Youran's Taoist body. One arm grabbed him directly at lightning speed.
Wang Baole's flying sword was blocked, and the other arms suddenly pressed towards Wang Baole at this moment!
A burst of destructive power from the spiritual cultivation suddenly rose at this moment, forming a storm that seemed to be able to crush everything, and crashed directly towards Wang Baole.
From a distance, the storm looked more like a round sphere surrounded by black air. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to the size of Wang Baole's Zhuduo Emperor Armor, as if it was about to swallow it directly.
At the critical moment, Wang Baole's mind was buzzing, and his mind went blank. He had no extra thoughts, and he didn't dare to have them, because once he had them, his instinct would make him immediately choose to exchange places with his clone.
But in this way, it just delays the time of death. Even this delay may not be long, only about tens of breaths at most. Once this happens, the teleportation distance will be lost.
If possible, Taoist Youran can reverse his plan back on the deviated path.
So... Wang Baole's eyes were already red at this moment. The storm filled with destruction even made his imperial armor want to be torn apart, and even his body seemed to be exploded due to strong squeeze, but he still roared angrily,
Once again, he unfolded the secret method that was damaging to himself!
This secret technique is to reverse the absorption of spiritual fat from the whole body. If it were any other time, Wang Baole would not have used it twice in a short period of time, but right now he couldn't care so much. At this moment, the fat all over his body was shaking as he roared, almost
In the blink of an eye, almost all the spiritual fat on his body disappeared in an instant as if it was burned instantly. It burst out from his body and merged into the imperial armor. At the same time, he retracted the fist he wanted to punch and raised his other arm.
Get up and block it with your arms!
Almost at the moment he blocked it, the storm ball formed by the black mist suddenly came over, like a raging wave crashing on the shore, and crashed past Wang Baole. In the full explosion of overwhelming power, Wang Baole's imperial armor appeared more visible to the naked eye.
There were many cracks until Wang Baole persisted for almost a breath. As Wang Baole's imperial armor suddenly shattered, Wang Baole's inner armor also collapsed and exploded. Blood spurted out and his body was rolled back, but... blocked this
hit!
Although the emperor's armor was more than half broken, and the inner armor completely collapsed, and his body was seriously injured, on the one hand, Wang Baole's secret method caused the explosion of spiritual energy, and on the other hand, it was the power of the emperor's armor's divine weapon's right hand, plus the Taoist Youran.
He was also injured by the flying sword, and his hasty counterattack itself did not reach his strongest strength.
All of this caused Wang Baole to fly upside down and land on his suit in the center of the lake. Blood spurted out from his mouth and he was not killed. But now he has obviously lost the ability to fight again. The choice before him
, it seems that the only way to survive is to exchange with the clone!
After all, the gap between the two of them is too big, but Wang Baole can persist until now, even forcing the body of Youran Daogong to self-destruct, and even being injured by flying swords. All of this...if it were spread, it would definitely make people extremely shocked and unbelievable.
!
Therefore, for Taoist Youran, his current anger has already reached the sky, almost drowning his reason. It is really unimaginable that his plan was interrupted by Wang Baole, and that his death suit had two more arms absorbed and was destroyed.
His physical body in the Dao Palace had even hurt him. All of this made Taoist Youran wake up completely at this moment. The anger in his eyes seemed to have turned into substance. He roared towards Wang Baole and grabbed him instantly.
"Wang Baole, I won't let you die so easily. I will pull out your soul and let you see the destruction of your low-energy civilization with your own eyes. Let you..." Taoist Youran caught him and he just finished speaking.
At this moment, Wang Baole, who was panting and still unable to control the flow of blood from the corners of his mouth, suddenly spoke in a sharp voice.
"How dare you kill me!!"
"My senior brother is Chen Qingzi, the number one god of the Weiyang tribe. I am his only junior brother. If you dare to kill me, my senior brother will definitely not let you go. You will be dead if you go to poverty and fall to hell!!"
Wang Baole's voice was sharp. He didn't even need to be deliberate, nor did he need to imagine the second- and third-generation people he had killed who threatened them before they died. It was as if he had such an instinct hidden in his bones, and he spoke at this moment.
There was no hint of disobedience in the words, but they were smooth and smooth.
"Youran, I came here for the bullshit experience that my senior brother said. Damn it, my sister, I have such an identity and background that can crush you to death, but I was beaten by you. Damn it, now I don't want to play anymore. I am the only one."
The dignified Junior Brother God King, I will fight you to the death with my head whipped out!!"