Chapter 29 The War of the Spirit

On the palace of Wuzun, the eyes of a total of 48 martial arts gods lit up one after another.

These martial arts statues are just sculptures that shape the image of the martial arts god, not the martial arts god itself. The forty-eight martial arts gods are just martial arts gods born in nothingness, or a kind of ultimate form of power.

Once the martial arts learner reaches the realm of martial arts, he can manifest the martial arts god, and the power of qi and blood naturally develops with the direction of the power of the martial arts god he chooses. This is a conventional and unchanging principle.

And no one knows whether the forty-eight martial arts gods have such an existence.

It's just that when facing the enemy, the secular strong will always condense into one of the forty-eight martial arts gods with the power of qi and blood to fight.

Once the power of qi and blood is condensed into a martial arts god, the power will double and the nature will be fixed.

Now, Wu Pengwei clearly sees the real body of the forty-eight martial arts gods, or the illusion of qi and blood.

At the end of the deep dark hall, the void was cracked. The bronze mirror that originally separated the dark hall from the Wuzun Temple was smashed in an instant. Forty-eight martial gods brightened their eyes and penetrated into the dark hall.

They held weapons and were murderous one by one, standing against the zero behind Wu Pengwei.

And Wu Pengwei, just the confrontation between the statues of the Wuling God made his blood stagnation and unable to move.

The huge breath hit each other like a storm, smashed and collided crazily again, and came like a tide.

This is the power level that Wu Pengwei can't participate in at all. It is no longer the confrontation between warriors, but the collision of extreme power.

As long as it stops for another second, Wu Pengwei will be crushed by these powerful and incalculable huge breaths.

At this time, Wu Pengwei took a heavy step like a mountain and blocked it behind him with his huge body.

The pressure of mountains and seas suddenly dissipated.

At this time, forty-eight martial arts gods shouted at the same time, each holding their weapons and rushing over crazily.

The first is the "knife god" among the forty-eight martial arts gods. In the endless sea, Wu Pengwei was once lucky to see the "Beihuang Sword Master" perform amazing knife skills. The unparalleled sharp force that is enough to divide the ocean into two is still fresh in his memory.

But now, when he sees the knife spirit and skills released by the "knife god", he knows how shallow he was at the beginning. The skills and knife spirit of the "Northern Wasteland Knife Master" are simply a drop in the sea compared with the power of the "knife God".

The infinite knife gas spewed out like fireworks.

Thousands of knives twisted like snakes in the radical process, and began to transform countless animal images.

There are rhinoceros, dragons, tigers, and even snakes with wings.

These magical animals are fierce and wild one by one, mixed with unparalleled power, surging from all directions. All the targets are the "zero" at the end of the hall.

At this time, Wu Pengwei, who was hiding behind Zero, roughly estimated that to his surprise, each of these knife gas has the power to easily cut the master of Wu Zun's realm into two halves, and there are tens of thousands of such knife gas, which occupy almost one-third of the space of the hall.

Another martial arts god, "Doupo God" is also as radical as a cannonball. He is not as flamboyant as the "knife god" attack, but gently pushed out two ball balls of light the size of a basin.

These two light masses look ordinary in the thousands of flamboyant knife spirit.

But these two seemingly small and inadvertent light masses are even more domineering than the sharpest knife gas. Wherever they pass, all the knife gas touches them turns into ashes, leaving no residue, and is more powerful than the hottest flame.

Two small masses of light went straight forward like this, and there was no hindrance all the way.

Wu Pengwei tried to calculate the power of these two ball of light with divine thoughts, but with just a slight touch, he felt that his scalp was almost bursting. The crushing power contained in the light mass was enough to make Wu Pengwei die tens of millions of times.

In addition, the giant pen of "Kuiling God", the infinite green fire of "Flame King"... Forty-eight martial arts gods have used their own extreme power one after another. There is only one goal, the "zero" at the end of the dark hall.

And in the face of the stormy attack of forty-eight martial arts gods.

"Zero" just half knelt down.

It roared, and a syllable that no one could understand came out of its mouth like a collapse of mountains and seas.

At first, it was just a slight shock, but later, it was as terrical as ten thousand horses galloping, and suddenly erupted strangely.

With the "zero" huge body as the center, a rolling chaotic light weather burst out like a ripple.

The attack of the forty-eight martial arts gods suddenly seemed to be suppressed, stagnating outside the chaotic light, stuck in the air, constantly blending and biting. It seemed that this was a war. The two sides of the direct confrontation were chaotic light and forty-eight completely different forces.

In an instant, forty-eight martial arts gods looked up to the sky and roared.

The stagnant power suddenly burst out, like a flame burning a charcoal stove and rising to the sky.

The dark hall suddenly lit up

In the bright light and fire, "zero" is like a dark shadow, rushing into the forty-eight martial arts gods in an instant. The knife and sword in his hand began to fly at a high speed, waving one strange arc after another, and the trajectory of the operation is as full of imagination.

Its knife and sword will always be inserted in the middle of the other party's attack when it is about to reach its peak, interrupting it, so that the other party's strength cannot be exerted to the extreme.

And its speed is erratic and strange, just like a shadow. In the dark, dragons and phoenixes are dancing, but it is full of elegant simplicity.

The "zero" attack is not only domineering and weird, but also moderate.

If you don't hit it, you must withdraw.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei, who was hiding in the dark, had a strange feeling in his mind. It seemed that for "zero", the other forty-eight martial arts gods seemed to be extremely familiar with the fighting methods, and it seemed that he knew all the changes of the other party.

Therefore, although the number of forty-eight martial arts gods has a great advantage and is extremely powerful, it is impossible to annihilate the "zero".

"Zero" is like a very flexible fish, shuttling between countless shark cracks.

It is not in a hurry to attack. It will always interrupt the opponent's attack path, or it will attack for a long time.

Such an effect is very prominent. The result is always unprepared by the forty-eight martial arts gods. A counterattack is enough to make them fall back like a collapsed mountain.

The battle between martial arts gods is unimaginable to mortals.

And the biggest beneficiary is not the two sides of the war, but Wu Pengwei, who has been hiding in an inconspicuous corner and has encouraged all his strength to form a gas shield, hiding in it like duckweed. After that, he concentrated on the confrontation between the martial arts and gods.

Each martial arts god represents the ultimate of a kind of power.

And these guys who are mistaken for just the manifestation of qi and blood obviously have extraordinary fighting skills.

Their attack methods are unconventional, and they are no longer simply based on the so-called complex martial arts attack methods such as the sky, earth, sun, moon and people defined in the secular world.

It is simply to borrow the characteristics of power to attack and exert the characteristics of power to the extreme.

For example, fire, in the "Flame King" fighting mode, the attack route of the flame never retreats or winding, but a large-scale attack. It will not be fixed at a certain point, but directly selects a general attack range to fill the power of the flame.

The flame itself is bursting and divergent. Such an attack method is similar to the power of the flame of thunder. It is similar, but it is such a simple and direct attack method that exerts the power of fire to the extreme.

The ultimate power will cover up all the clumsiness and simplicity, far better than the so-called complicated skills.

Wu Pengwei hid in the dark and watched happily.

With a deep understanding of the power of the five elements and even the power, the fighter of the martial arts god gave him a qualitative leap in his understanding of martial arts and completely opened another window.

He is like a dry sponge, soaked in the ocean all of a sudden, absorbing water tirelessly.

Wu Pengwei was intoxicated.

But at this time, the battle between "Zero" and the martial arts god has also reached a white-hot level.

Countless collisions made the bodies of these martial arts gods begin to burst and collapse, and even "zero" was no exception.

As if it had been an appointment, these statues were blown to pieces at the same time, and at the same time, the top of the Wuzun Temple was broken by many huge pillars of light, which came straight into the statues of the Wuling God smashed.

A total of 49 thick and large beams of light with different colors.

When the beam of light passes through the top, forty-nine huge humanoid lights and shadows appear in the temple, a purely powerful appearance.

Just the light that bursts like thunder on the edge of the light and shadow is enough to tear Wu Pengwei to pieces.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei is like a weak ant encountering a torrent, which can be destroyed at any time.

Fortunately, at this time, "Zero" suddenly flew in front of Wu Pengwei like a shadow, and burst out with a slap. The wall of the hall collapsed. Wu Pengwei only felt a chill in his heart, and a strong force swept it out, and suddenly thousands of miles away.

And the Wuzun Temple in the air sounded like the collapse of heaven and earth.

That is the purest power competition between martial arts gods.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and the space belonging to the Wuzun Hall suddenly disappeared. Wu Pengwei fell into his own fantasy again. He raised the dust on his body and stood up, feeling a tingling sensation in the palm of his left hand.

He opened his hand and found that a strange dark character in the palm of his left hand was gradually taking shape.

That style is the same as what he originally saw under the zero statue.

This is the charm symbol of the martial spirit god, which means that from now on, he can condense the power of qi and blood into the appearance of this martial arts god, and can obtain the power characteristics of the other party.

Thinking of the strange and powerful power of "Zero", Wu Pengwei was overjoyed.

But he didn't know that on this night, all the martial arts masters in Fenglan mainland had the same dream.

In the dream, the martial arts gods of their respective faith gave an order.

Kill Wu Pengwei with all his strength, and the successful person will get all the power characteristics given by the martial arts god.

This night, the killing will officially begin.