Ten Thousand Races Invasion: I have a doomsday simulator

Chapter 21 Martial arts mythology, fearless even if you die

[In the fifth second, you are only a few kilometers away from that giant eye. At this time, you understand how big this guy is. 】

[It is roughly estimated that no city can accommodate it. In order to withstand the powerful fluctuations it emits, your body is forced to enter a dragon state. 】

[The whole body is covered by pieces of pitch-black scales like battle armor, making you seem to have merged into the night, your muscles gradually arched, your height reached three meters, a pair of dragon horns appeared on your head, and your eyes turned into vertical pupils, looking domineering And fierce. 】

[In the sixth second, you can already see the appearance of a huge ball of flesh and blood. This is not a scarlet moon, it is clearly a collection of filthy flesh and blood. 】

[Flesh and blood are constantly boiling and rolling, as if something is about to break out of your body. Looking at the disgusting picture, your stomach is rolling, and the blood in your body has a faint tendency to leave your body. 】

[Martial Dao spirit flickers wildly, you know that you can't move forward, you are full of energy and blood, you punch the bloody blue dragon and attack it, the powerful force causes a burst of compression and roar in the air. 】

[When you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win, and there is no way out. You shout loudly, and your heart of martial arts will sprout, and you will no longer be afraid. 】

[In the seventh second, you who received intense red spiritual pressure, blood filled your face, and you knew that your injury was only superficial to it. 】

【Your eyes are red, and you, who lost your eyesight, laughed loudly and echoed in this silent sky, and your heroic voice seemed to resound through the sky. 】

[In the eighth second, the giant ball of flesh and blood seems to have noticed that you, an ant from the world, are rolling with countless flesh and blood,]

[A bloody light, bred out of it, even in the boundless night, the terrifying fluctuations emitted by that blood shadow are like a beacon so that you cannot take it lightly. 】

【You didn't hesitate at all, you turned your body against the emptiness, but your body, which is the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, became fragmented in an instant when it came into contact with that bloody light. 】

[You seem to feel that the whole world has become a dead silence, and the surrounding colors are gradually dissipating. 】

【Your consciousness is dissipating. 】

【you die. . . 】

[No, you are not dead yet! 】

[In the ninth second, a dragon chant exploded in the sky, and the endless dragon power echoed at this moment. 】

[Your bloodline broke out at the last moment, you gave up your reason as a human being, forcibly broke through the last barrier, and reached the realm of martial arts mythology. 】

[The surrounding broken bodies condense and recover in an instant. 】

[Qi and blood merge into one, your height has reached five meters, as a legend of martial arts, as long as you still have qi and blood, your body will not dissipate. 】

[At [-]:[-] seconds, your strength has been qualitatively improved, and the blood in your body is like a substance. You can see clearly that the bloody light is actually a skeleton. 】

[At [-]:[-] seconds, before you have time to think further, the blood light hits you like lightning, it seems that you like the smell on your body very much. 】

[At [-]:[-] seconds, you were knocked away by it at an invisible speed, and a hideous hole appeared on your body, with blood gushing out continuously. 】

[At [-]:[-] seconds, a giant five-clawed dragon made of qi and blood hovered around you. 】

[Accompanied by the desolate dragon's chant, there are bursts of friction in the air, the dragon's majesty is mighty, and the terrifying coercion spreads from you one after another. 】

【The mighty giant blood dragon, like a shooting star, charged towards the blood light, and it was bound to wash it away. 】

[But this time, that bloody skeleton didn't make any movement, just resisting your full blow. 】

[In the tenth second, you felt your head, as if you were caught by something, and your vitality and blood were exhausted in an instant, and you seemed to feel a pleasant emotion in the dark. 】

【you are dead. 】

[The simulation is over, if the host survives for less than one day, the minimum reward will be issued, attribute +0.01, whether to retain the talent. 】

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Yang Tian, ​​who was running wildly on the road, saw the end of the simulation, and felt a little mixed for a while, couldn't even the Martial Dao Mythical Realm have two moves against it?
ten seconds?Maybe I only have one second to fight him.

This is the time for Yang Tian, ​​who is in the realm of martial arts mythology, to survive in front of that thing.

The previous test of talent, as well as the crushing during the duel with Qingyi, gave him the illusion that he could break the rules at will.

But this time the simulation brought the somewhat inflated Yang Tian back to his original form, and it was difficult for him to survive even in the realm of martial arts mythology, let alone the current him.

Blood Red Skull!
It turned out that the red light flashing in front of the simulated eyes was a skeleton, and it seemed to like things with huge vitality.

As long as he knows what it is, Yang Tiandao is no longer so afraid. Human beings are often more afraid of unknown things.

It seems that the end of the doomsday simulation is darkness.

"Not Retained."

The talent of this [Dragon Bloodline] is purple level, but it is no less helpful to him than those high-level talents.The reason why it is purple may be that the side effects are a bit big.

Yang Tian didn't hold back, looking at the talent [Heir of Taoism] that was still in refresh state on the system panel.

He believes that if this talent can grow, it will definitely greatly improve his own strength.

Now Yang Tian seems to have some clues, a mythical path of martial arts that belongs to him is slowly unfolding.

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At this time, on the outskirts of Kyoto, in a yellowed grassland, stood a dilapidated, closed and abandoned factory.

If you are close to the factory, you will definitely be able to hear some choked up women crying.

In a room in the factory, a blue magic circle is particularly conspicuous. There are pungent blood stains on the ground and some scattered hair. Surrounded by some men in black robes, they are bowing their heads and whispering this strange language, praying for something .

There are several iron cages full of rust and blood beside them, and there are some ashen-faced women in them. If you look closely, these women are all cardamom years, but some people have lost their highlights in their eyes, as if they have lost their faith in life.

What exactly happened to make these girls who were supposed to be full of youth become like this.

Lin Bing was in it, she still hadn't reacted a bit, her whole body was in a state of shutdown, obviously she didn't know the seriousness of the matter.

Xiao Li, who came to rescue Lin Bing, was outnumbered and imprisoned in an iron cage beside him. Even if some teammates came, it would be of no avail.

With heavy footsteps, a man in black robe walked up to him. Unlike the others, there was a blue inverted three pattern on his black robe.

"Which organization is it?"

Looking at some people who don't look like human beings in front of them, although they have broken limbs and severe injuries, their eyes are full of unyielding will. It is obvious that ordinary people do not have this kind of psychological quality to resist high pressure.

(End of this chapter)