Chapter 462

The Nascent Soul of one's own body transforms into a giant, and every move of one hand or one foot is enough to shake the world!

And as long as it is needed!

The cultivator can hide in this Nascent Soul Transformation and be protected by the Nascent Soul Transformation!

The Nascent Soul Transformation inherited by the Nangong family is this Qingming Rakshasa, and because Nangong Malan is a sword cultivator, holding the heavenly long sword Qinghong, the weapon held by the Nascent Soul Transformation is a long sword! This Nascent Soul Transformation itself is the transformation of the Nascent Soul's power amplified a thousand times, and the body is condensed by the Dao pattern, which is equivalent to all the power it possesses, including the fusion of all the power of the artistic conception! It can attack and defend!

The power is against the sky!

What can I use to block this small Tiandan in front of me?

"Hahahaha, curled ant, have you seen the absolute gap?" Nangong Malan couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

However...

He Yiming was stunned, and then his face was a little strange.

Just now, He Yiming was still thinking about whether to end the battle in one move!

Use magical powers? No, it's a bit of a waste!

Then use the Purgatory Demon Body? No, Nangong Malan in front of him is not a physical cultivator, and she might die if he gets hit by a punch!

As a result, Nangong Malan's Nascent Soul Transformation appeared in front of him!

"Nascent Soul Transformation?"

He Yiming was completely stunned.

This...

Isn't this the Susanoo that every player in his sect knows?

Susanoo was developed by players several small versions ago!

As a result, Nangong Malan just took it out and is still bragging about it?

Ahem...

In that case...

Then I have no choice but to...

"Nascent Soul Transformation?"

"I can do it too!!!"

He Yiming grinned...

Regarding Susanoo, players have already developed countless forms!

And He Yiming has already skillfully and naturally selected the strongest form from them!

"Show up! The strongest Susanoo!!!" He Yiming's mind moved!

"Boom!!!" The next moment, a thousand-meter-long Susanoo appeared with a bang!

This Susanoo is definitely the strongest He Yiming has ever seen!

As for why?

A thousand-meter-long Susanoo, with a head of golden explosive hair, is a Super Saiyan transformation!

The whole body is covered with black armed color, wrapped with a terrible state of death!

The left hand is the Fire Joy, on which five fireballs are slowly wrapped!

The right hand is the Black Ghost, emitting a terrible sword intent!

The twelve ice wings behind him emit a powerful and extremely cold breath!

There is also a heavy giant wood armor on the body, and the endless wood escape breath continues to spread!

In addition, there is a string of blocks on the waist, a speaker on the back, a thunder knife on the right leg, and so on...

No more, no less!

— A total of 888 great state of mind power!

Don't ask where these state of mind powers come from!

He Yiming's face suddenly turned red.

"This is impossible!!!" Nangong Malan on the opposite side was dumbfounded!

Damn it!

888 Dacheng artistic conception powers?

Are you kidding me?

Is this a human?

I am a Yuanying from the upper realm and came to the lower realm to fight a Tiandan, and the other party raised his hand to transform into a Yuanying, and he also has 888 Dacheng artistic conception powers?

"Illusion! It's all illusion!!! I understand, all of this is an illusion!!!"

"Kill him, break this illusion!!!" Nangong Malan screamed like crazy!

"Go!" He Yiming slowly raised his hand and raised the Six Paths Sword in his hand!

And He Yiming's strongest Susanoo, with his hands together, the Fire Joy and the Ghost Chest merged together and turned into...

888 Sword!

"Boom!!!" Susanoo_sword slashed down, and in an instant, Nangong Malan's Nascent Soul, including the Nascent Soul and the sword, was chopped into two halves by the_sword [Dear big guys, if you have monthly tickets, please give them to Hotpot! Help Hotpot return to the top! ! ! Thank you! ! ! ]

Chapter 579 If she doesn't go back, the Nangong family will die

"Puff!!!" Nangong Malan's Nascent Soul was severely damaged, and the whole person was struck by lightning. He vomited blood on the spot, and the Heavenly Weapon Qinghong in his hand fell to the ground without being able to hold it.

The whole person fell to the ground with a bang, his face extremely pale.

"This seat... How could this seat lose?" Nangong Malan stared in disbelief.

Looking at the thousand-meter-long Susanoo behind He Yiming, which was wrapped with 888 great artistic conceptions.

Nangong Malan felt that her three views on the world of cultivation for more than 8,000 years had collapsed.

How could one person...

possess the power of 888 great artistic conceptions?

"You lost!" He Yiming walked slowly to the front of Nangong Malan and spoke lightly.

"I understand, he must be an extreme cultivator, he must have performed some secret technique, or paid a huge price, to obtain such a powerful artistic conception power in a short period of time!

"So, his body must be extremely weak!"

"As long as he gets close to me, he will definitely die!"

Nangong Malan raised her lips, leaped into the air, and suddenly raised her hand to grab He Yiming.

"?" He Yiming was speechless.

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Your Nascent Soul has collapsed, and you are still struggling?

"Hahaha, if I grab you, you will definitely die!!!" Nangong Malan laughed triumphantly, exerting all her strength, and her right hand fell down and slammed on He Yiming's shoulder!

In Nangong Malan's opinion, He Yiming, whose body was 'weak', should have been smashed to pieces by her claws!

However...

"Crack!"

A crisp and pleasant cracking sound rang out, and Nangong Malan's right hand was directly shattered!

It was as if Nangong Malan used all her strength to hit an unshakable starry sky continent!

Is this a human body?

Can the flesh of a human cultivator be so strong?

"Ah!!!" Nangong Malan covered her broken right hand and fell to the ground in pain.

"Now can you tell me what the battle of the emperor's son is?" He Yiming said lightly.

Although the Nascent Soul Realm of Nangong Malan in front of him was a little weak...

But He Yiming did not use his full strength!

So He Yiming estimated that if he encountered a Nascent Soul Realm with a stable realm, he would be able to win evenly!

If he used magical powers, sky fire, and the Purgatory True Demon Body...

Then it is hard to say whether the general Nascent Soul is stronger or he is stronger!

"Hu... Hu... You, who are you?" Nangong Malan asked with a look of horror.

"Puff!" However, He Yiming raised his hand and slapped Nangong Malan, and she felt that her bones were about to break.

"I'll ask again, what is the battle of the emperor's son? If your answer is not what I want to know, you don't have to answer

The great power of the upper realm?

!" He Yiming said lightly, with murderous intent not concealed at all.

Yuanying boss?

Kill him!

He Yiming has always been a steady and cautious person!

But, he will only be impulsive when his loved ones are in danger!

And He Yiming does not intend to restrain this impulse!

I can endure it!

But when my anger burns, no one can stop me!

"The battle of the emperor's sons... is a fight between all the potential emperor's sons who have the emperor's mark, after receiving the emperor's power!"

"The person who survives in the end will absorb the emperor's power bestowed on other emperor's sons and become the only survivor. Naturally, he is the real emperor's son!

Nangong Malan answered hurriedly.

Because Nangong Malan found out that no matter her Nangong family identity, her Nascent Soul Realm strength, or her female identity...

It's meaningless to the young man in front of her!

This guy is serious!

"If that's the case... Nangong Li doesn't have to go back with you! If I kill you here, the people of the Nangong family will only think that you accidentally encountered an accident!" He Yiming's murderous intention suddenly rose, and he raised his hand and was about to attack!

"Don't kill me!!!" Nangong Malan panicked and was really scared.

Because Nangong Malan already understood that the young man in front of her was serious!

He really wanted to kill himself for Nangong Li!

"Don't! "But at this moment, Nangong Li suddenly appeared and hugged He Yiming's hand.

"Huh?" He Yiming was shocked.

Nangong Malan's Nascent Soul was severely damaged, and after her cultivation collapsed, the power that sealed Nangong Li naturally disappeared.

"Yiming, I, must go back!" Nangong Li said softly.

"In the battle of the emperor's son, you have no chance at all!" He Yiming said word by word.

How could He Yiming not know what kind of character Nangong Li is?

That cruel and terrible battle of the emperor's son, don't even think about it!

Everyone who is chosen to become an emperor's son must be a heaven-defying existence!

To fight with these beings and survive until the end, only yourself is left, how difficult is that?

If Nangong Li is born cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, maybe there is still a chance!

But...

Nangong Li is too kind!

She can't win this battle of the emperor's son at all!