Chapter 190 Last Chance

In the ultimate world, it represents the ultimate, that is, the limit of power, the end of all things, and the highest existence.

Semi-final BOSS, as the name implies, is close to the existence of the most powerful BOSS final BOSS in the ultimate world. It is beyond the divine BOSS and the forbidden BOSS. Each semi-final BOSS is very powerful and has the power to move mountains and seas, which can never be underestimated. Wu Yuan knows this very well. Under the unparalleled breath of the semi-final BOSS, he immediately put away the blood-winged dragon and ice unicorn and turned to Spruffed ahead.

"Well, an evil king in the realm of four generations of heroes also dares to invade the realm of his master. Leave your life obediently!" An angry voice came, like spring thunder, shocking the frozen forest. Its voice condensed into a sharp sword, containing a looming ultimate meaning, with 30% blast damage, 25% unrepairable damage, 20% permanent damage, and 18% of the power of second kill, such as electric light, cut through. In the void, he reversed the airflow and came aggressively. He caught up with Wu Yuan between five breaths and went straight to his vest.

"It's not good!" Wu Yuan shouted secretly. He turned into a ghost and flashed away. He couldn't see clearly, but he couldn't avoid the sound sword of the half-final boss. It seemed to have a pair of eyes that had insight into everything. At a glance, it saw through Wu Yuan's footwork and locked his position. The sound sword suddenly accelerated and penetrated Wu Yuan's protective light. The mask penetrates the body, and the blood splashes everywhere, causing explosive damage and a critical blow.

—4800000

A bright red damage of 6.8 million rose from Wu Yuan. His health value was half gone, and he was so scared that he sweated coldly and his heart beat. The power of the semi-final boss is shocking, like the invincible realm of the seventh generation, which is invincible.

The light of the evil king!

The light of healing!

The light of repair!

Wu Yuan ran wildly while casting three major skills to improve his defense, speed, life and other attributes. At the same time, he repaired his injuries and restored 600,000 health points per second.

"Suffoth, take a blow from the Lord and don't die. You are very good. Then take me a move to steal the sky with my claws!" The arrogant voice sounded again, like thunder blowing up in Wu Yuan's ear, buzzing, and the eardrums were about to crack, causing 300,000 damage. Almost at the same time, a crystal clear white claw came through the air, carrying a mighty god, filled with a half-final breath, and grabbed Wu Yuan at the head. Before the claws arrived, the strong claw wind invaded Wu Yuan's body, like a knife cutting on his body, which was in pain, causing 500,000 damage.

"The split! I'm out of effect!" Wu Yuan was shocked and used the skill to split the figure, but he didn't know that under the lock of the 'final' breath, the split figure failed.

"I am the evil king, an evil king with an invincible heart. How can I bend my waist to your semi-final boss and break all obstacles with my own will!" Wu Yuan's heart was strong, swept away the haze, and his strong willpower condensed into a sharp blade. Combined with the sharp tiger spirit golden axe, he cut it and broke the half-final amount. Suddenly, Wu Yuan's feet were like oil, and he flew away to avoid the frontal blow.

Bum!

With a loud noise, the white claws fell empty and grabbed the ground. The earth and stone splashed everywhere, resulting in a 500-meter-big pit, and the 500-meter space was even more cracked, which was terrible. The power of this claw is far beyond the supreme of the sixth generation, and it has reached the invincible of the seventh generation.

Poof!

Wu Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out of 100 meters. He was dizzy and lost 60% of his health. The aftershocks of the white claws alone cost 60% of their health. It can be imagined that it is strange to withstand a frontal blow and not die. Wu Yuan immediately broke the negative state and recovered his health with the light of recovery. He did not dare to stop and fled forward quickly.

"It really surprises me. A small four- generation hero can block my two blows. You are unprecedented. I have always not liked to kill geniuses. As long as you can take another blow from me, you can leave safely." The voice of the semi-final boss came slowly, and there was no sign of it. I don't know where it is.

Wu Yuan stopped and filled his health. He turned around and shouted forward, "Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Ky, your courage is commendable. You have to rely on your real ability to leave alive or not! A blow at dusk!" With the sound of the half-final BOSS falling, the wind and beautiful sky suddenly faded. Entering into the dusk, a depression, vibrant vegetation, as if the essence has been drained, dead, full of a late breath everywhere, death is coming. What's more terrible is that the meaning of dusk is pervasive. If there is a seam, it can be drilled. It can easily penetrate Wu Yuan's body protective mask and invade his body. Suddenly, Wu Yuan's body quickly aged, with wrinkles, as if he had entered the twilight years and was about to die.

—1300000, —1300000......

1.3 million bright red damage rose from Wu Yuan, and in a blink of an eye, his health value went by 70%, less than 3 million, which was in danger.

It is so powerful that it can take away other people's time. This method is so terrible that people are scared and frightened from the heart.

"Wan Jian Gui Zong, smash everything!" Wu Yuan also tried his best. If he didn't use the must-kill skill, it was absolutely difficult to escape. As soon as the ten thousand swords returned to the sect, the intention of killing rolled, swept everywhere, forced out the intention of dusk in the body, and isolated it. At this moment, Wu Yuan turned into a sword, and the sword was also Wu Yuan. It gathered all kinds of swords and burst out unparalleled power. With a bang, it exploded, smashed the meaning of dusk, and returned the world.

"Very good, very good, young people understand the must-kill skills. No wonder they dare to enter the field of the master alone. Boy, your fortune is great. I will do what I say. You have taken three moves to avoid death. As the voice of the half-final BOSS fell, the half-final meaning dissipated and gave up killing Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan sighed for a long breath and broke the 'twilight blow' of the half-final BOSS. He used all his strength, sat on the ground, fell down, and fell into a state of weakness. It took a minute to recover.

He pounded out a bottle of life potion, drank it, filled up the health value, and then returned to a young state. His skin was white, smooth and vigorous.

Although he does not know what race this semi-final BOSS is, its strength has long exceeded the supreme realm of the sixth generation and belongs to the ranks of the seventh invincible realm, which Wu Yuan can be sure of.

The sixth supreme and the seventh invincible are the difference between heaven and earth. The gap between the two is difficult to cross. A thousand sixth supremes barely give birth to a seventh invincible. In other hand, a seventh invincible can deal with a thousand sixth supremes.

In the ultimate world, only when you reach the realm of seven generations of invincibility can you be regarded as a real strong man. As for those below the realm of the seven generations of invincibility, you are at most a supporting role. From this point, you can imagine the horror of the realm of the seven generations of invincibility. On the other hand, Wu Yuan can take over the three moves of the semi-final BOSS with the invincible power of the seven generations, which is enough to show his strength.

The half-final boss believed his words. Sure enough, he did not chase Wu Yuan and let him leave. An hour later, the blood-winged dragon roared excitedly and refined the dragon-shaped fruit. A colorful light lit up from its body and stepped out of the 300 level and rose to level 300. This time, the blood-winged dragon has undergone earth-shaking changes. The body grows to seven and two meters, and the blood-red dragon's horns are one foot long. The dragon's scales are all over the body, shining, and its wings are seven times bigger. Under a spread, it covers the sky and the sun. In the swaying, the dragon's power rolled, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and the king's domineering spirit shot everywhere, showing the demeanor of the dragon.

Blood-winged Dragon: spirit recognition, flying mount, king of mythical beasts, upper level, level 301, average 100 meters per second, life value 3010000.

"Finally, I have crossed the 300-level threshold. Now I will not be slower than me with it." Wu Yuan was very happy. He stepped on the dragon's body, and Chizi rode the dragon and galloped away.

The field of semi-final BOSS is very calm. There are no other monsters. Wu Yuan flew for two hours before he came out of his field, which shows the breadth of his field. These two hours are the quietest time since Wu Yuan's escape. There is no pursuit by players or the harassment of monsters. Wu Yuan, who is used to fighting all the way, is a little uncomfortable.

Out of the field of the semi-final BOSS, a 600-level holy ice sculpture flew towards him, with sharp claws and rushed towards Wu Yuan, with fierce momentum and vastness.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Wu Yuan shouted coldly and didn't look at it. The tiger spirit golden axe swun, and the golden axe flashed. It hit the abdomen of the ice sculpture and hit a wound more than a foot long. It was bloody and caused 1.5 million damage.

Kill!

The axe fell, and the ice sculpture's flesh and blood flew across, whining, smashing it to the ground, died, and dropped an item.

Wu Yuan killed a monster that only intercepted him, and destroyed it all the way. A day later, on the edge of the frozen forest, the passage to the two boundaries came into view. Outside the channel, there is a group of five generations of vertical and horizontal players waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

Wu Yuan estimated that there were at least 18,000 people, many of whom were familiar, such as the Holy One Unparalleled, the Holy King, I am the Great Emperor, the Sun and Moon Heartless, Du Sanniang and so on. There are also some players who have never heard of it. They have a tendency to dominate the world, and only I am the only one. The powerful atmosphere is not as powerful as the emperor. The sun and the moon are unintentional. They are all masters of the masters. There is no doubt that the top players of the Holy Continent are gathered here to fight the last battle. Whether they can kill the evil king or not depends on this time.

"Brother Wushuang, it won't be fate to see our strong formation. He is afraid and dares not break through." I'm the Great Emperor.

The saint said, "It's useless to be afraid. If he doesn't break through, he has to break through. This is his chance to escape from the holy continent, and it's also our last chance to kill him."

"Maybe there is no chance to come. We are looking for an opportunity to break through our defense line. We must stand ready and not be negligent." The sun and moon looked at the direction of the frozen forest with a solemn face.

Du Sanniang said, "Yes, according to the news, the evil king's fate should have arrived. We are ready for battle and compete fairly. At that time, whoever kills and has no fate will be the fate."