BookMe Chapter 1064: Dark Devil's Background
Chapter 1064: Dark Devil's Background
Shura was swimming around in a stagnant world like a fish. The many black magic masters trapped in the center of the world could only watch this human being shuttle in front of them, but their bodies could not keep up.
"Ashura Bahuang, break the law and destroy the devil!" As the formula came out, the stagnant world where Shurazi was seemed to have passed tens of millions of years in an instant, and began to wither rapidly.
The Dark Demon Clan warriors in this world also aged rapidly. Some elderly ones even ran out of lifespan and died in public. Their bodies then quickly decayed and decomposed, and in the end, not even their bones were left!
When these people returned to the battlefield, they quickly caused shock among the people around them.
At this time, in addition to the Taihong Dao people led by Wu Mo Hao Cang and the Jin Ye clan masters who followed him, there were also the Jiyou Dao people who had just arrived, including the Tianzun projection, who also belonged to the Jiyou Dao.
These people were shocked to see that their companions had disappeared for just a few breaths, and when they came back, they were already very old!
"The time law of Shura Palace is indeed overbearing. Fortunately, I dodged quickly and was not involved by that guy." Someone secretly felt lucky that he had avoided Shura's moves.
Jiyoudao sent more than 20 warriors this time, led by a half-step celestial master named Shahri, whose strength was unfathomable. Although he had the same cultivation as Wumo Haocang, his combat power was obviously higher than that of the other party.
The projection of the clone belongs to the Jiyoudao Hanba Tianzun. Hanba Tianzun is a newly promoted Tianzun. Although his strength is at the bottom among the Tianzun, a Tianzun is a Tianzun. Below him, all are ants!
Ever since the Demonic Heavenly Master was killed by the Asura God King, and his body was transformed into the Asura Palace's lair, the Jiyou Dao has lost all face, so they hate the Asura Palace to the core.
It happened that this time when Shahri was on a mission, he received an order from the Jiyou Dao, asking them to rush to the Desolate Heaven God's Tomb as soon as possible to support the Holy Son of the Imperial Palace.
In order to quickly reach the Tomb of the God of Desolate Heaven, Shahli even used a secret method to summon the clone of Hanba Tianzun. This would greatly reduce his own strength, but in order to kill the people of Shura Palace, they could pay any price!
However, this clone of the Heavenly Lord had been greatly weakened by the damage done by the boundary wall, and could not exert even half of its strength.
Taoist Xuanji is fighting fiercely with his old rival Emperor Xin Shengzi from the last battle. In just a few months, Emperor Xin Shengzi's strength has increased again. It can be seen that he has devoured a large number of living beings in the past few months.
At first glance, the human race masters do not seem to be at a disadvantage, but in fact they are in danger.
In addition to the Holy Son of Emperor Xin, the other two Holy Sons of the Imperial Palace who had just awakened were standing with their hands behind their backs, staring at the battlefield with eager eyes.
The sense of honor as the Sons of God makes them disdain sneak attacks, and even more unwilling to join forces with others to fight. If they want to fight, they will have a fair one-on-one duel!
"Hmph, the Shura Palace is nothing special." Even if Shura Son fought alone against many enemies and killed several of them, he would still be regarded as nothing special in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Imperial Palace!
The other Saint Son beside the man who made the comment chuckled and said, "Lunru, since you are so confident, how about we make a bet?"
It was the turn of the Holy Son to glance sideways and snorted coldly: "Yin Mo Luo, if you have to fart, just fart!"
Everyone was used to the hostility between the saints. Yinmo Luo looked at Shura who was fighting and said, "Let's bet on whether you can kill that guy within a hundred moves."
The Holy Son seemed to be interested in this bet and asked, "What's the bet?"
"If you kill him within a hundred moves, I, Yin Mo Luo, will withdraw from this Heavenly Demon Martial Competition. Otherwise, you, Lun Ru, will withdraw!" As soon as Yin Mo Luo said this, Lun Ru frowned slightly.
The Heavenly Demon Martial Arts Competition has a different meaning for the Emperor's Son than for other demon geniuses. Only by getting a good ranking can he have a chance to survive.
Although the Imperial Palace Saint has a high status and a great reputation, it is actually a very high-risk position.
Because the competition between the saints has no restrictions on means, after a long period of development, a situation of mutual devouring among the saints has been formed.
The three saints present here are all ruthless men who have survived the bloody sea and the mountain of corpses. Their hands are stained with the blood of other saints.
The name of the Heavenly Demon Martial Arts Competition will directly affect the attention they receive in the Imperial Palace. Once they lose power, they will soon be surpassed by other saints, and will inevitably end up as food!
Therefore, Yin Mo Luo’s bet, although seemingly insignificant, actually involves the future of both parties, and even their lives!
"How about it, do you dare to take it?" Yin Mo Luo wanted to provoke Lun Ru's impulsiveness. He judged that with Shura's strength, Lun Ru would not be able to solve it in a short time.
Lun Ru was not a reckless man. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I agree, but I have a request."
"You say" Yin Mo Luo was overjoyed. As long as the other party agreed, he would have a good chance of winning.
Lunru turned and looked at Yin Mo Luo, "If I can't defeat him within a hundred moves, then you go. If you kill him within fifty moves, then I lose. Otherwise, neither of us can participate in the Heavenly Demon Martial Arts Competition!"
Listening to the conditions of the rotation, Yin Mo Luo frowned slightly, but he did not raise any objections.
Lunru's request was not excessive. Although he was only given a range of fifty moves, it was already a situation where Lunru had fought first. His opponent had been greatly exhausted. If he could not handle the opponent after fifty moves, it would be a loss of face.
"Okay, I agree! Brother Lunru, you go first!" Yin Mo Luo raised his hand to signal Lunru to go first
The figure of the Wheel-Entering Saint flashed, and he broke through the space and instantly shuttled in front of Shura. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of playfulness, as if he was looking at a prey.
"You are strong and qualified to be my..."
"Fuck you!" A thick laser shot out from Shurazi's palm, directly blasting Lunru a thousand meters away!
The Saint of Lunru originally wanted to say a few harsh words to show off, but he didn't know that Shurazi was not as polite as Xuanji Taoist. He didn't say anything to him at all. He just raised his hand and hit Lunru by surprise.
Seeing that the Saint Son was in trouble, the people around him immediately surrounded him and killed Shura to vent their anger on his behalf.
"Don't come over here! This is our own business, no one is allowed to interfere," Yin Mo Luo shouted loudly, shocking everyone nearby and making them retreat, not daring to come over.
When Lun Ru reappeared in the air, his face was very ugly, and he was obviously angry and embarrassed. "Stupid guy, you angered me like this, which will only make your death more... "
"I'll fuck you again!" Shurazi didn't wait for him to finish, and clapped his hands in front of his chest.
At the same time, two comets with tails appeared on the left and right sides of the Son of God's body and suddenly hit him, trapping him!