Doomsday Unlimited

Chapter 738

In the arena space, the third prince looked at the young man, whose muscles were not as exaggerated as those of the Wu clan, and Wang Cheng, who was even somewhat handsome, asked suspiciously: "Are you Chi You?"

In the thinking of the third prince, Chi You of the Wu clan should be a muscular savage, but now he is not like that at all, Wang Cheng has no time to talk nonsense, he has fought more than 50 games, including Lin Na Miss, even the ult has been released, now I just want to finish the fight quickly and go back to rest.

So without further ado, Wang Cheng teleported to the side of the third prince, and then divided into four, and swung at the third prince from four different directions, suddenly forming a terrifying spatial storm.

This is the pseudo-magic clone technique of the ancestor witch of the wood plus the space storm of the pseudo-magic power of the ancestor witch of space. Since these three princes are descendants of the heavenly emperor, they are somewhat expected. Naturally, Wang Cheng can't simply serve him with fists and feet.

"Damn!"

The third prince had no idea that Wang Cheng didn't follow the rules, he did it without saying a word, and he was ruthless on the spot. He was shocked and angry. Fortunately, he was also experienced in many battles. Then he activated his artifact, and an ancient clock composed of energy and demon patterns all over it appeared outside his body. The ancient clock vibrated endlessly in the terrifying space storm, but it was not broken in the end and blocked it.

"Heaven-rank artifact!"

Wang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. With his unique move just now, if it was only a human-level artifact, it would definitely be unstoppable. He is really rich. He sneered, and the Sun Moon Excalibur appeared in his hand, together with the other three clones. Launching a violent storm attack, the ancient clock vibrating continuously, and cracks began to appear quickly, no matter how strong the defense was, it could be broken.

The third prince's complexion changed. He had heard that the explosive power of the witch clan was extremely terrifying before, but he did not expect it to be so terrifying. This is a heavenly artifact, the Wanyao Bell. Legend has it that when the Heavenly Emperor existed, the Heavenly Emperor drew the blood of the Wanyao. , modeled on his innate god treasure Donghuang Bell, known for its defense, after he got it, he relied on this Ten Thousand Demon Bell many times to survive, but now he was about to be beaten to pieces.

This Chi You was as terrifying as in the legend, but the third prince did not regret entering the ring, because he still didn't think he would lose, and his heart was filled with anger. He became the third prince with a higher status, but now he was forced into such a situation, he was really angry in his heart.

"Chi You is strong, but I will not be weak either. I am the most honorable descendant of the Heavenly Emperor, the Golden Crow!"

With a thought in the third prince's mind, a golden three-legged crow phantom suddenly appeared behind him. This crow was burning with golden flames, as if a rising sun turned the surroundings into a desert in an instant. If ordinary people were here, It will evaporate on the spot.

At the same time, this three-legged crow still has a great majesty. This is the phantom of the Emperor of Heaven. Wang Cheng used the Golden Crow Banner and the Law of Supreme to imitate the Emperor of Heaven, but compared to the one summoned by the third prince, it is nothing compared to the one summoned by the third prince. The gap is unimaginable !

"Golden Crow Fire!"

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of golden flames were released from the third prince's dharma form and poured down towards the four Wang Chengs. The Golden Crow's fire is the most overbearing flame with the most terrifying temperature, which can burn everything.

"I have already prepared."

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, and a flag appeared out of nowhere in one of the avatars. With a stretch, a Golden Crow flew out from the flag, opened its mouth, and swallowed all the fire of the Golden Crow. The Golden Crow was very humane. An excited expression appeared, his mouth was opened wide, and he began to absorb the Dharma image behind the third prince.

The third prince turned pale with shock, and hurriedly took back the dharma image, his complexion became more and more ugly, and at the same time, he was extremely puzzled, the blood of the Golden Crow was obviously in the banner just now, that is to say, it should belong to the artifact of the Golden Crow, why Chi You could Recognize the master, the monster clan and the witch clan should be sworn enemies, the core of the law in the artifact is spiritual, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to recognize the witch clan as the master!
Of course the third prince didn't know about Wang Cheng's special ability, only Wang Cheng, a soul demon, could do it, and with the Golden Crow Banner in his hand, unless the descendants of the Heavenly Emperor's descendants reached the god level, otherwise, their trump card, the Golden Crow Flame, would be in front of Wang Cheng. It's just a joke.

"The Golden Crow Flag in Chi You's hand is too much of a threat to our descendants of the Heavenly Emperor. He must be eliminated, and Chi You dares to bully Huarong. If I don't kill him, how can I have the face to meet her? Also, if I can kill Chi You, It will definitely make Huarong look at me with admiration, right?"

In an instant, the third prince made up his mind, he didn't think about admitting defeat, he just wanted to kill Wang Cheng, seeing more and more shattered marks on the Wanyao Bell, he knew he couldn't wait any longer, and put his hand in it firmly. From his chest, he slowly pulled out a big black sword that was emitting black air.

This big sword just pulled out the hilt, and the surrounding air suddenly became cold as if frozen. It wasn't that the air was really cold, but the heart was cold. Even Wang Cheng felt cold in his heart. At the same time, the surrounding area was full of howling ghosts and howling wolves, which made people go crazy.

"Ghost weapon, or magic weapon?"

Wang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and as the pitch-black sword was pulled out, he saw that the sword was filled with endless resentment, and when he looked carefully, the black energy next to the sword was all formed by souls, little by little. The black air contained hundreds of souls, Wang Cheng gasped, how many souls did this sword kill?Moreover, all their souls were imprisoned in the sword. What made Wang Cheng even more angry was that these souls were all human races!
While being angry, Wang Cheng also had some fear. Yes, it was fear, not the fear of consciousness, but the fear of the body. It was like a mouse meeting a cat, a snake meeting an eagle, a sheep meeting a wolf, and a soul meeting a spirit demon. That kind of fear is a kind of fear of natural enemies.

"I am the body of the Wu Clan now, and I am afraid of this sword, that is, this sword restrains the Wu Clan!"

Wang Cheng's thoughts changed sharply. At this moment, he saw that the sword was wrapped tightly by a piece of black cloth. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The sword was actually sealed. Fortunately, if it wasn't sealed, I'm afraid This time is really bad, but even if it is sealed, it still has such power, this sword is definitely at the level of a divine treasure.

When Wang Cheng was about to break the Wanyao Bell, the third prince finally pulled out the pitch-black sword completely, and the world was darkened, as if the end of the world was coming, and the aura on the third prince's body soared all the way. It soared directly to the eighth calamity, nine calamity, and even continued to improve until it broke through the god rank, but at this moment, a force descended from the sky, blocking it below the god rank.

This is the power of the contract balance. According to the rules, god-level power cannot appear in this battle. The third prince originally had a god-level ability, but now it has become infinitely close to the god-level ability, which can be said to be the most peak below the god-level power. Power, however, this power is not without side effects. He was obviously eroded by the resentment on the big sword, and his face was extremely ferocious, like a ghost from hell, and he didn't have the noble appearance before.

Then, the third prince shouted triumphantly: "Chi You, it's time for your death. This is the witch-slaying sword specially used by our demon clan to slaughter your witch clan. Today, you will definitely die!"

"Witch Slaying Sword, is this actually a Witch Slaying Sword?"

Wang Cheng was stunned. He had seen information about this sword in the library of the Wu Clan. This sword was the nightmare of the Wu Clan. At that time, the Liches were fighting, and the Wu Clan's body was notoriously strong. , Resistant to fighting, the Yaozu always couldn't break through the defense of the Wuzu, and was at a disadvantage. Later, Kunpeng, the demon master of the Yaozu, discovered that if he killed humans, collected their souls, and combined with the secret method, he could create a monster. A weapon that breaks through the defense of the witch clan.

This is the origin of the witch-slaying sword. At that time, in order to create a stronger witch-slaying sword, the monster race almost slaughtered the human race. I don’t know how many humans died in their hands, and only a part was blessed by other races, such as Huaguo. Most of the surviving people in this area are blessed by the fairy clan or the witch clan.

With so many witch-slaying swords made of souls, the Yaozu gained the upper hand in the war with the Wuzu. Seeing this, the ancestral witches launched a decisive battle with the Yaozu in Buzhou Mountain. In the end, both sides suffered. In fact, all witches fell on the witch-slaying sword.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wang Cheng would see the witch-killing sword here again. This sword is the nemesis of his current body. I'm afraid this battle will not be easy at all. However, his biggest emotion is not fear, but anger , The damned monster clan, hasn't changed since ancient times. In ancient times, they not only ate people, but also crazily slaughtered clans to refine witch-slaying swords. It's the same now. These monster clans really deserve to be damned.

"I, Wang Cheng, will one day slaughter all the monsters who killed the human race, and make them pay ten times, a hundred times the price for what they have done."

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, the Xuanyuan Sword in his body vibrated again, but this time it was the same as last time, it was still just shaking and not giving any benefits, but Wang Cheng didn't care, or he didn't have time to care now, he Shout directly: "Shield!"

That's right, it's the shielding. Wang Cheng didn't intend to let the God of Gamblers see what happened next, but because of the appearance of the Slayer Sword, the God of Gamblers had already paid attention to it. Than the middle finger.

"This guy is afraid that I will know that he has the Xuanyuan Sword in his body. Hmph, yes, the previous generation Chi You was beheaded by the Xuanyuan Sword, and this generation's Chi You has mastered the Xuanyuan Sword. It's normal not to want to be known."

The God of Gamblers shook his head, and speculated self-righteously that although he really wanted to see it, he could still see it, but Wang Cheng would definitely know about it. Therefore, the God of Gamblers did nothing in the end, and this battle seemed to him to be no suspense at all. Yes, the Witch-Slaying Sword is indeed extremely restraining of the witch clan, but Chi You has the Xuanyuan Sword, which is the sword of the Human Emperor, it will definitely not be inferior to the Witch-Slaying Sword, and the imperial aura of the Human-Emperor Sword will also restrain the Witch-Slaying Sword , and Wang Cheng's strength is far superior to the third prince, there is no suspense in this battle.

Of course, the God of Gamblers didn't know that Wang Cheng couldn't use Xuanyuan Sword at all, otherwise, he would definitely change his mind, but the outcome of the battle would still not change.

(End of this chapter)