Fly Bridge Diagram

Chapter 479 Supreme War Saint

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The King of Gao Xing glanced at the tens of thousands of warriors surrounding the palace, and then looked at the black clouds covering the barbarian king and the group of crazy immortal blood phantoms, and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

It is claimed that tens of thousands of fighters, at this moment, the best role can only be played by talking about a hundred people. Others are at most used to strengthen the scene. Under the attack of the blood phantom body, they will not support it for a long time, not to mention that after thousands of years of disappearance, the strength will not be reduced to the original barbarian king.

Fortunately, more than 100 people compared the corresponding number of blood phantoms, which automatically reduced the casualties of participating in the group battle.

However, the blood phantom is tireless and does not need energy to maintain its combat effectiveness. If the barbarian king does not die, they can fight as usual, but the fighters are different. A trace of energy is exhausted, and it will take a long time to reverse. If it is consumed like this for a long time, it is bound to return to the unilateral massacre just now.

Killing the barbarian king is the shortcut to the survival of the high star king vein.

The High Star King gripped the sky mirror vigorously, trying to make it react a little with a rapid and fierce spirit of war.

It can denounce the energy of foreigners at all. Even if he injects it with the breath of victory level, it is just like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction.

Seeing that he could not rely on the divine power of the sky mirror to fight, Gao Xingwang's eyebrows oozed a little sweat, faintly revealing a little difficult. Rely with his personal strength, he was not sure to defeat the barbarian king, let alone kill him and take his painstaking efforts!

Wang Wujian, who was calm, crossed his legs, leaned leisurely against the corner of the wall, squinted and watched the fierce fight in the air. It was at this moment that he realized how fragile he was.

Without the protection of the Sky Mirror and the Son of Darkness, any fighter who participates in the war can kill him ten times and eight times in a moment.

"Well, it seems that I really need to think about it and strengthen my practice. At least I should break through the realm of the Spirit Emperor. It is more convenient to fly by myself and escape!"

Wang Wujian shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, two curious lights jumped out of his eyes and shot on Gao Xingwang's body.

His dark golden armor gradually changed color, and the noble golden light gradually faded, and instead released the bright silver and white armor as dazzling as the scorching sun.

The armor itself radiates a more powerful brilliance than the golden light, which is extremely dazzling. If it stands high in the air, it will definitely be higher than the scorching sun.

"What kind of realm is this?"

Wang Wujian asked curiously.

Think about the strongest fighter I have ever seen is also at the level of Zhan Chengyang, but the color of his armor is also dark gold. The gap between the masters is at most glorious and sparse, but he has never heard of a colorful change.

"How...how is it possible? How could he break through the war saint..."

Gao Yu was electrocuted and couldn't help trembling and taking a step back.

"The supreme saint of war!"

Gao Yu looked at his transformed father inconceivably and was frightened.

"The supreme saint of war? Why have you never heard Zhan Chengyang mention it? Is it as difficult to climb as the heavenly realm of the martial arts world?

Wang Wujian stared at the high star king with great surprise, looking forward to this war.

The supreme war saint, a peerless strong man who has been difficult to cultivate for thousands of years, although there are two more words than the name of war saint, its strength is far-reaching. Just like the barbarian king and the warrior who besieged him, even his body will be destroyed if it can't get close.

He was ambitious to rebel, but he encountered this sudden situation, which made Gao Yu's desire to be poured hard by a large basin of ice water, and the coolness spread all over his body.

I thought that after the sky mirror, I could rely on several powerful forces that were enough to bring down the high-star king, but in front of his perverted strength, I'm afraid that others would not stand up and retreat first, and even tie himself up to the high-star king.

"Oh, it turned out to be a warrior who reached the supreme saint. No wonder he said wildly that he wanted to take my life. Humph, but you overestimated yourself too much? Or do you despise me too much? One is far from enough!"

The strange voice of the barbarian king came from the black clouds, with a strange energy, which stinging mening mening and pain. The resistant warriors were fine. Wang Wujian, a martial spirit without relatively thin strength, immediately became a little dizzy and miserable. He really couldn't wait to immediately take back the rebuke the rebuke the sky mirror.

"Sometimes, one is enough!"

The high star king, who was in the blazing light, shouted lukewarmly. The dazzling armor showed that he was extremely powerful, majestic and domineering, which made people couldn't help but look up.

One bright and one dark, one white and one black, two powerful breaths rushed to each other along the same tricks.

The dull space was like the eye of the wind. A fierce hurricane was rolled up. The air suddenly converged in the direction of the two beams, and then it was compressed, just like the first second before the explosion of tens of millions of tons of explosives, all of which were solidified and frozen and could not move.

This is a powerful collision that cannot be described in words, and the aftershocks are bound to affect the whole Gaoxing Palace.

Wang Wujian couldn't help but tighten his heart. The son of darkness can be used to resist the attack, but he can't block all the breath of the outside world like the sky mirror. If this spreads to his side, I'm afraid he won't die and only half his life.

He was about to take out the water soul map as a barrier to resist for a while, but he didn't expect that the first two people sent by Gao Xingwang not only covered themselves with golden light, but also sprinkled a golden light film on Wang Wujian to protect them.

In addition to being surprised, Wang Wujian was a little lucky. Fortunately, the water soul map was not shown. Otherwise, this treasure, which is also rare and represents the royal power of the whole former holy continent, was discovered by so many people, and it is bound to die faster.

In an all of an eye, a dazzling light spread to every corner of the Gaoxing Palace, followed by a whirlwind, followed by countless panicked shouts.

Wang Wujian was stabbed by the strong light that he couldn't open his eyes. He couldn't see what kind of effect the light brought, but the shock of his ground gave him a deep understanding.

Sitting on the ground, it is like a carriage bumping in the bumpy mountain path, shaking its buttocks.

The strong light is dissipated, and the vision is gradually restored. You can only see a large area of bloody corpses on the ground, and the blood phantoms that are still fighting in mid-air and hundreds of warriors with different strengths. However, the blood phantoms already have obvious advantages. More fighters fall from the air to the ground, taking the only small gaps. Fill it up.

Looking into the distance, the figures of the High Star King and the Barbarian King have disappeared without a trace, but you can faintly feel the shock in the high sky. It is clear that it is a place where you can fight more open your hands.

No longer paying attention to the fierce fight in front of him, Wang Wujian silently closed his eyes, communicated with the Sky Mirror, and mastered every change of the High Star King.

Its powerful breath can be called shocking. Wang Wujian was shocked by his swallowing. If he met such a strong man, he was afraid that the sky mirror could not protect himself.