Chapter 243: Cutting Out the Roots
After the breakthrough, Wu Chong felt that the true energy and elixir in his body had undergone earth-shaking changes, especially the feedback brought to him by the flawless golden elixir, which made his control of this area more perfect.
He could even see the transparent force fields surrounding these powerful people in the Celestial Realm. These force fields surrounded them like chains, some were strong and some were weak.
He is as strong as the Inanimate Altar Master, with as many as three chains around him.
The weak young prince Yang Tianluo only has half a chain.
I had heard before that Yang Tianluo's 'celestial being' was promoted through special means. I didn't quite understand it at that time, but now with a 'look', everything is clear.
Under the influence of the power of the golden elixir stage, Wu Chong's personal life entered the next stage.
The most direct manifestation is power.
The powerful eagle claw skill, the martial art that Wu Chong made his fortune in, has now become an immortal skill. This change was even more exaggerated than the previous Dragon Capturing Technique. A casual strike was like the weight of Mount Tai. Just now, the strong man from the Heavenly Realm of Prince Jinghai's Mansion could not block the strike.
"Mr. Hua?!"
Yang Tianluo, who was running away, heard the movement and looked back.
This sight almost scared me out of my mind.
The powerful man in the Heavenly Realm of their palace couldn't even block Wu Chong's move.
"My young prince, you are the person in charge of this operation. The murderers of the Wild God Sect have not been eradicated yet. How can you escape from the battlefield? This is treason." Wu Chong returned the same words to Yang Tianluo.
With one step in the void, the figure disappeared.
When he reappeared, he had reached the edge of the forest, just in front of Yang Tianluo.
"Wu Chong, how dare you"
Before Yang Tianluo finished speaking, he felt his body flying up and down, and an invisible force field enveloped his body, making him unable to speak. He tried hard to mobilize his heavenly force field, but found that his power was suppressed by another breath that he could not understand at all, and he could not leave the body at all.
"Capturing the murderers of the Huangshen Sect will inevitably cause some damage. This is what Prince Jinghai explained to you."
Wu Chong stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Tianluo's neck.
A layer of gray breath escaped from Yang Tianluo's chest, like some kind of life-saving backhand, but this backhand was crushed as soon as it appeared.
After cutting off Yang Tianluo's backhand, Wu Chong pinched it with one hand under the horrified gaze of the other party.
Click!
Even if his neck is broken, the power of the Ancient God in the Heavenly Realm cannot be restored.
Just kill them all.
No matter what the bells and whistles, Master Wu has always believed in cleanliness.
To cut weeds, we must remove the roots!
The Wusheng Altar Master who had fled to the edge was so frightened when he saw this scene that his Aragami Sect was crazy, but when it came to being crazy, they still had some ideas. In Jinghaicheng, killing Yang Tianluo would be a hornet's nest.
His father was the overlord of this area, and the name King Jinghai was stained with blood.
He wanted to arrest Yang Tianluo before, but he was mostly vindictive and really wanted to kill someone. He must have used a boat to take the person away from the earth before taking action. How could he be like the person in front of him, who was crushed to death on the spot without any care.
"Run! You must escape as soon as possible!!"
"This guy has absorbed Aragami's heart, so he is probably crazy."
The Aragami's heart disappeared, and the Master of Wusheng Altar saw it with his own eyes.
In his opinion, Wu Chong's current strength was due to him being like some elders in the sect who had gone crazy by absorbing the power of the wild god.
This kind of power is often short-lasting. After the outbreak, it will lose its human form and gradually become a monster. In severe cases, the body will collapse into dozens of messy pollutants, scattered around. If you are no longer a human being, what is the difference between that and death? The Master of the Wusheng Altar has been in the Wild God Sect for so long. Although he occasionally becomes abnormal, most of the time he is still sober.
It was precisely because he was awake that he didn't want to die.
Bang! !
A corpse fell from the air, right in front of the Wusheng Altar Master.
"I don't think there are any unresolved conflicts between us."
Being targeted.
Under the cover of this strange force field, Wu Chong was faster than all of them. After realizing this, the Master of Wusheng Altar was ready to make peace.
"Actually, between the original poster and our Aragami Sect"
thunderbolt!
A bolt of lightning struck down from above, interrupting what Master Wusheng Altar had not finished speaking.
His stance was shattered, and lightning struck his forehead.
Wu Chong still said a few words to the young prince Yang Tianluo, but he didn't even bother to listen to the terrorists like Master Wusheng. After flying over, he struck down with a palm, shattering his heavenly and human stance into pieces, and then struck down with a thunderbolt from his palm.
Simple solution.
Wusheng Altar Master, who had been almost consumed by the three heavenly beings, was no match for Wu Chong in his heyday.
After killing the people, Wu Chong glanced at the people who were still running away.
After taking control of the Golden Core Domain, those related to Prince Jinghai's Mansion were kept, and the excess people were released.
"Let's all hit the road."
He raised his hand, the aura on his body expanded, and the thick bloody sword aura flew out from his back.
One handful, ten handfuls, one hundred handfuls and even ten thousand handfuls!
Wu Chong's long-awaited Wan Jian Jue finally took shape after advancing to the Golden Core stage. Tens of thousands of bloody sword energy covered the sky and blocked out the sun, reflecting the entire sky into blood red. Below, the experts from Prince Jinghai's Palace swallowed their saliva and looked at this exaggerated scene in the sky, feeling as if they were dreaming.
"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords."
To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.
Since you are an enemy, don't go back.
"It breaks the sky. This time it really breaks the sky!"
Master Chen from Jinghai Academy managed to escape from Wu Chong's Golden Elixir Domain smoothly. Looking back, the former Heifenggang became hazy. All the people Wu Chong wanted to stay could not come out. Only a few people with low strength and no enemies with him ran out.
"Master, what should I do? The young prince is dead!"
The students who ran out with Master Chen also had panic on their faces.
How could a well-organized operation to siege the Aragami Sect end up like this?
The scene of Wu Chong holding the thunder in his hand left an indelible impression on him, and now he even doubted whether the academy martial arts he practiced was on the right track.
"We can't hide this matter. King Jinghai might already know about it."
There is a special way of contact between royal families.
When Wu Chong killed King Canglan in Daozhou, the Qintian Supervisor in the capital could calculate it, let alone such a close distance.
"Go back first, this matter is shocking! You quickly find someone to send a message to the hospital master, saying that Jinghaicheng has undergone tremendous changes and is in danger of overthrowing." Master Chen recalled Wu Chong's lawless attitude before, and he felt something in his heart. A little guesswork.
It's a pity that the senior officials of the academy have been attracted away by the brand new temple built some time ago.
Except for the capital, all the masters outside have gone to the new temple point. Not only them, but also the Zhenwu Sect and Daming Temple. Otherwise, with their power, there will definitely be more masters coming here.
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