Chapter 115 The Power of the White King

In the distant past, Izanagi sneaked into the place where the White King was executed and obtained the "Holy Grail" and "Holy Relics" that carry the spirit and body.

He learned that he could not destroy the "gift" of the White King, so he established Takamagahara and the Night Food Plain. The former would serve as the extremely prosperous heaven of God, and the latter would serve as the deep and dark prison of night. He took the White King with him The spiritual "Holy Grail" sleeps within it.

Now, inside this huge and ferocious dragon body, it is the white emperor who lives, and Izanagi's spirit has been completely shattered.

It's just that the white emperor who ruled the world together with the black emperor in ancient times has now shed noble blood after waking up again.

After cutting off one of the heads, the sharp sword that seemed to be able to cut through everything in the world still tore an astonishing wound on King Bai's majestic body like a mountain with its astonishing residual power.

The angel of death coerced the will of the great emperor, the only one who radiates light in the distant dark future, to launch a trial!

The Jingyue Great Sword tore through the hard pale scales of the White King's body, and every drop of the divine blood, which was the perfect baptism for the mixed race, flowed.

The White King had stopped moving forward to eat. His seven long necks, curved like snakes, turned around and stared at Lu Mingfei who had fallen on his body. His seven pairs of golden pupils were like steam lanterns that spanned countless years. With overwhelming rage.

He has put away his contempt for humans. The tiny human in front of him is too weird. He doesn't know if it's the boiling blood in his body, or the golden energy blessing him like a golden holy garment...

It actually made me feel a little bit...fearful?

This is impossible!

The only one who could make him feel a hint of fear was the black emperor, but even so, he had thrown a pointed spear of rebellion at that emperor!

While he was thinking in a mind as vast as the ocean, the mouth of the second head on the right erupted with a blast like the roar of a big bell. Pure dragon inscriptions and extreme chanting. At the moment when the syllables exploded, the words The realm of spiritual kingship has been formed!

The terrifying force that could crush a third-generation species to death restrained Lu Mingfei's body in place, and the sound of the bones being compressed and rubbed against the force could clearly be heard.

The third ferocious head on the left side of the White King had already quickly attacked Lu Mingfei. The abyss-like bloody mouth opened as if it was about to use its poisonous dragon teeth and terrifying bite force to crush everything in the world. This human being who had harmed the gods was torn into pieces.

"I am the Emperor's Sword..."

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, raised his head unyieldingly, and used the emperor's wrath as a counterattack against the alien!

The holy and bright wings of light behind him stretched forward, and the wing tips that had previously served as the nozzles of the jet-powered jump bag once again bloomed with shining holy flames.

"boom--!"

The deafening explosion sounded like thunder, and two bursts of golden flames exploded on the dragon head that was attacking him. Blood mixed with pale scales exploded into the ferocious dragon head, letting out a painful roar. , leaned back and collapsed an office building.

"Inherit the Emperor's will!"

Lu Mingfei roared, and the bright golden light surrounding him surged again!

The gravitational pressure exerted by the alien force was instantly relieved. Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity to drag the sword and launched a charge. The sacred blade of the Jingyue Great Sword tore apart the tough scales one after another, just like dragging a plow to clear the ground. Like a chasm below, blood surges like a fountain.

He wants to chop off a few more alien heads, but the "word spirit" power derived from the aliens is still a considerable threat to him!

The wings behind it also kept pouring the emperor's holy wrath towards the White King, knocking back several heads one after another.

The early warning field of the prophecy system has been raised to the limit, and the sense of crisis is coming from behind!

The most threatening thing about Yamata no Orochi's body is not only the eight dragon heads, but also the sword that is unparalleled in Japanese mythology and can cut the world apart!

Tian Congyun!

No one knew what Tiancongyun was until it appeared——

The Yamata no Orochi has three thick and long giant tails. Except for the one on the left, the sharp bones at the end of the other two giant tails shine with deadly edge. The elegant arc is like the moment when a peerless swordsman shows his ten years of sharpness, like two Lightning flashed across the sky and struck in a cross-blocking manner, intending to strangle Lu Mingfei.

"Ding--"

Visible sound waves vibrated and buzzed away. Lu Mingfei turned around and used the Jingyue sword and the light wings behind him to block the two skeletal swords that could feel the sharp cutting feeling just by looking at the surface of the skin. The muscles are bulging, and the bulging veins are ferocious and eye-catching.

At the same time, one head had already completed the release of the spirit spirit.

Yan Ling. Jun Yan, the simulated release is completed!

Even though the body of the Dragon King is incomplete, the spirit and soul of the White King are intact in this somewhat deformed body.

As the pain caused by Lu Mingfei became more and more severe, the memories and knowledge from the ancient inheritance were also constantly awakening under the stimulation.

He controls the spirit, the mysterious and sacred element that is superior to the four elements. This is also the power of his ability to simulate other first-generation king source-type spirit spirits.

A fiery red light lit up under each of Bai Wang's pale dragon scales, as if magma was surging, and Jun Yan's domain had opened.

But unlike Chu Zihang, who would cause an astonishing and violent explosion every time he released Jun Yan, Jun Yan's domain effect was displayed on King Bai's dragon body. After a moment, King Bai's entire dragon was on fire!

It was burning in the true sense. Baiwang itself seemed to have turned into an erupting volcano. With the extreme heat, the surrounding buildings that had not been destroyed were melting like magma visible to the naked eye. In this dim night A fiery red sun lit up in the food field.

The king's use of speech and spirit far exceeds the imagination of hybrids!

Lu Mingfei endured the furnace-like heat. Even with the few rays of holy light given by the emperor to protect him, there were scorch marks on the surface of his tough body.

He knew that this was the alien trying to drive him away from its body - the other party seemed unwilling to engage in a close combat with him.

Judging from the size, Lu Mingfei was as small as an ant compared with Bai Wang's huge dragon body. It was even considered an honor to make the other party feel so fearful.

But Lu Mingfei doesn't think so. Even so, the other party must pay a corresponding price!

"boom!"

Lu Mingfei let go of the stalemate with the two Tian Congyun, leaned down to avoid Tian Congyun's slashing attack, and charged forward. After a few steps, the wings behind him spurted out surging spiritual energy, almost clinging to Bai Bai. The surface of the king's body flew at extremely high speeds.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei approached the third dragon head on the left side of King Bai that had just barely been raised. He stepped forward, leaned down, and swung his sword - the dancing blade was like lightning!

Under the high temperature as if he were in the center of a volcano, Lu Mingfei wielded the Jingyue Great Sword to demonstrate the ancient elegant but deadly swordsmanship passed down by the Blood Angels. The hot and bright red blood sprayed like magma, While Lu Mingfei adjusted his wings and sprinted vertically into the sky at high speed, King Bai's neck, which he had just raised, lost control and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Another dragon head was chopped off!

"Rebellious minister!"

The remaining six heads of the White King roared in the language of the dragon clan. He was furious. The human had hurt him again, causing him to lose precious divine blood.

Deep in the heart of the Dragon King that ordinary people cannot know, the White King even had a little doubt about humans and hybrid human species. During the tens of millions of years he slept, how did this humble species develop? Whether this unusual human being Is this the most powerful being in this species today, awakening himself and wanting to kill himself?

But then, the noble white emperor wiped away this ridiculous idea.

He is the White King! The noble emperor who can stand on equal footing with the Black King!

Even though there is only an imperfect body now, the white emperor from countless years ago resides in his body!

His six remaining heads began to chant together, and the vast syllables exploded as if they were chanting a song of creation.

Yan Ling. Cang Lei dominates and simulates release!

A very high-risk word spirit belonging to the lineage of the King of Sky and Wind. All the thunder in the world will be controlled by the releaser of the word spirit!

The dark rainy night suddenly became as bright as day in the blink of an eye, as if the sun was rising - in fact, it was the rolling thunder that filled the sky above the rain clouds, gathered here under the will of the White King!

Even if the White King did not actively lift or destroy the alchemical matrix that maintains the Night Food, the elements in this world were extracted by the White King in an almost oppressive manner, and inevitably entered a weak state, and began to have a certain relationship with the real world. contact.

"Rumble--"

Raging and explosive thunder poured down from the sky, and the Night Food Plain seemed to have a doomsday rain. Line lightning, ribbon lightning, sheet lightning, rocket lightning, ball lightning...

This is a shocking spectacle, but those who are in it may not be in the mood to appreciate it. The violent thunder and lightning smashes all the buildings on the ground, and the flames are burning.

But under the will of King Bai, more thunders rushed towards the meteor with a long golden tail flame - these terrifying natural forces with a temperature of 15,000 meters per second and a temperature of 17,000 degrees kept hitting Lu Ming No, the shining thunder shattered under the holy flame that protected his body, and gradually merged into the wings behind him.

Faintly, a vague and illusory golden ring appeared on the back of Lu Mingfei's head.

Seeing that Cang Lei controlled this high-risk word spirit that could destroy a human city and was unable to destroy the small but dazzling human, Bai Wang angrily released the word spirit of the second head.

Yan Ling. Death's Scythe, simulated release completed!

A huge pale yellow scythe condensed and formed in mid-air, as if it was held by the invisible god of death. The thunder that dyed the world into silver could not change the simple pale yellow color of this giant scythe.

This is an ultra-high-risk word spirit originating from the lineage of the King of Earth and Mountain. It is recorded in the periodic table of word spirits designated by hybrids. The blood of the word spirit releaser strengthens the killing scythe itself.

As the supreme bloodline, the White King can undoubtedly strengthen the Death Scythe to an incredible level. The invisible Death holding the scythe locks the "eye" of the golden meteor.

I had a cold + headache + stomachache during the day. Fortunately, the nucleic acid results that came out today were normal.

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