I am your natural enemy

"Don't listen to the enemy's bullshit."

This is also something Zhang Xuewen was told several times before, because there are many wonderful abilities that rely on language to complete.

Zhang Xuewen has a good point, he listens to advice very much. He knows that Wen Yan must have seen many more professional abilities than him, and this is definitely reasonable.

Before, when the Lieyang tribe needed him to take action, it was basically suitable for extreme numerical monsters, and also suitable for situations like his wide range of power coverage.

So, when the gray-faced man started bullshitting, Tuoba Wushen immediately thought that this guy had some ability and wanted to influence him through language.

A guy who just came to the world and knows the Shenzhou language, except for a strange accent, if you only listen to the voice, you really won't think that this guy is not a Shenzhou person.

If the opponent is a weak chicken, Tuoba Wushen will not think much, but the opponent can fight him head-on, even if he is obviously at a disadvantage, this is a very rare case.

In such a head-on fight, the opponent's recovery speed is extremely amazing, and the injury can be recovered in an instant, and in the end it is just a layer of skin.

Tuoba Wushen threw a simple and pure punch, interrupting the next words of the gray-faced man.

Although most of his strength was still radiating yang energy, there was still a part of his strength that was forcibly gathered by the perfect and harmonious cultivation diagram in his chest as he entered the combat state, and blasted out with his movements.

It was just a simple punch, and it seemed that a dazzling light suddenly appeared. As he punched out, it turned into an eruption of yang energy and rushed forward.

This time, the gray-faced man did not dare to continue the head-on confrontation. Even if he was a ghost, he was not the opponent of Tuoba Wushen, who had an extreme numerical monster.

His body shook strangely, as if he was pushed by Tuoba Wushen's power, just like when punching in the water, the water waves will arrive before the punch arrives, pushing away the leaves that were about to hit, and deviating from the original position.

In an instant, the gray-faced man went from the head-on confrontation state just now to the erratic state.

But the next moment, a beam of light blasted out from Tuoba Wushen's fist.

The power that blasted out before was purely the scattered power that he could not fully control his own power and had drawn out first.

At this moment, this point was the power he had drawn out.

The surrounding air was forced away, and the blazing power, like a fireball, exploded here.

The gray-faced man blocked his body with his arms. His erratic state was completely useless in the face of this unreasonable range-covering power.

The gray-faced man was just affected and flew backwards.

And the beam of light blasted out, rushing out more than a hundred meters, and then began to dissipate uncontrollably in a large area.

All the monsters along the beam of light were purified on the spot and turned to ashes without even a scream.

Even after more than a hundred meters, the scattered power, in the eyes of others, was also the power that exploded more than a hundred meters away.

Alternating between hot and cold, the collision of yang and yin, and the raging winds and huge waves on the sea surface, the collision and interweaving of the auras caused continuous explosions.

The gray-faced man was only scratched, and flames began to ignite on his body. He had a strong yin aura, which quickly extinguished the fire of yang, but the outermost layer of skin was still unusable.

He reached out again and tore off a layer of waste skin.

He now understood why his biggest obstacle in all the information he had obtained was not the old Tianshi who guarded the cracks in the sea of ​​clouds, but Tuoba Wushen.

This guy was really too outrageous. He was obviously just a flesh and blood person, but his physical strength and bone strength were stronger than his ghost bones.

What made him feel even more difficult was that after such a brief fight, he felt that the power of this Tuoba Wushen seemed to be still rising.

Tuoba Wushen said nothing, using other people's ultimate skills as a basic attack. Standing in a place where a large number of ghosts gathered, there was a vortex that continuously gushed out the power unique to the ghosts, but his Yang Qi could still suppress the environment here.

He felt refreshed. The things that Wen Yan had tortured him to death before seemed to be able to really work now.

Before there were no cultivators, the power in the body, the perfect and harmonious three-dimensional pattern, was actually just an extension of martial arts.

Strictly speaking, it was the power of the third stage of martial arts with Wen Yan's characteristics.

Even if it was very strong, it was still at this stage in essence.

Now the same thing has essentially become a perfect roadmap for cultivators.

This was the side benefit of Wen Yan's use of Tuoba Wushen's body to deduce. Tuoba Wushen did not change his job to a cultivator, did not cultivate his realm, but could still cultivate his strength.

And this feeling of being able to slightly control power and have a clear direction fascinated Tuoba Wushen.

Without saying a word, he chased the gray-faced man and punched him, squandering his strength.

Under this extreme Yang Qi suppression, the gray-faced man's abilities and strength had almost no chance of breaking through Tuoba Wushen's defense and severely injuring Tuoba Wushen.

Even if he could break through, the possible damage would only be a tickle to Tuoba Wushen.

Tuoba Wushen was not so anxious, and he wanted to kill the other party and hone his strength.

Time passed bit by bit, and under the suppression of Tuoba Wushen, as long as the gray-faced man was not killed instantly, he could always recover in an instant, at the cost of only the outermost layer of skin.

There is no flesh and blood on his ghost bones at all, and his body shape is made up of layers of skin, layer upon layer on top of the ghost bones.

It is precisely because of this that his special ability can transfer all damage to the outermost layer of skin.

On the sea surface, as time goes by, the black substance like oil continues to condense, forming a huge black shell on the sea surface. With the vortex as the center, the black shell floats on the sea surface, getting bigger and bigger. .

As it gets bigger and bigger, it also becomes more and more stable. Under the tempering and burning of the huge Yang Qi here, the Yin Soul things contained in those things are burned out and continue to evaporate. It seems to have turned into a strange artificial island.

The number of monsters that emerged has been suppressed and appeared in the area covered by Yang Qi. After a certain period of time, they could not hold it anymore.

When they are almost unable to bear it anymore, those monsters will sacrifice themselves.

The progress that was supposed to create a netherworld was abruptly changed by Tuoba Martial God's forceful change from creating a netherworld to a strange island with no bottom.

On the other side, Wen Yan was still squatting at the intersection. Seeing that the East China Sea seemed to be in a stalemate, Tuoba Martial God encountered a mechanical monster that was difficult to kill. Coupled with environmental factors, Wen Yan did not rush him.

Everything was similar to what he had deduced before. After using the lunisolar calendar and the power of the moon god to slightly change the calendar on Zhang Xuewen, there was no suspense about the changes.

After the change, he also felt that it would be particularly difficult to change the calendar on Tuoba Martial God.

It was far less easy than it was at the beginning. When entering the transformation, he only needed to lightly pluck the string, especially when there were not many changes and the time itself was very close, it was easier.

He couldn't change anything here. He went to the basement of Lao Zhao's house and took a look at Bu Shi Taoist. Bu Shi Taoist's recovery was okay, but it took a long time to cast the forbidden method and was eroded by the underworld environment.

If you don't care about the Taoist's strength, you can easily recover after being exposed to the sun for a few days.

After Wen Yan personally blessed Yang Qi, the side effects disappeared faster.

Not caring that the Taoist had almost recovered, he took the initiative.

"Junior Brother Wen, you are not suitable for showing up like this. I will keep an eye on you later. If you have any questions, I will call you."

"Okay, then Senior Brother Lao, I have to keep an eye on this place. I feel like there might be something coming here."

"That's better."

Ignoring the Taoist and eating something, he continued to stare at the edge of the underworld.

And time passed, and it seemed that several hours had passed. According to the news from the black box, and Wen Yan himself using the moon god to peek, there was still a stalemate over there.

That alien over there is really difficult to kill. He has been skinned alive by Tuoba Martial God at least a hundred times, and he is still not dead.

Wen Yan looked at the time and wondered whether he should find a way to inform Tuoba Martial God.

But looking at the time, he suddenly fell silent.

The current time is 23:00 on the evening of the 29th.

Originally, according to normal circumstances, it would take at least 21 hours, that is, until 8 o'clock tomorrow evening, Tuoba Martial God would have accumulated enough foundation to transform into a numerical monster.

His peak time as God of War at the end of this month was actually only four hours.

Before approaching 0 o'clock on the 1st, you should leave some time to run away.

His peak transformation time of a month may be within an hour.

Now, Wen Yan was very sure that after Tuoba Martial God completed his transformation, he had progressed to a state where it was almost impossible to tamper with the calendar on his body. However, slightly changing the calendar on his body and allowing him to transform still maintained the effect.

Then here comes the problem.

In one hour, it will be the real end of the month.

At that moment, will Tuoba Martial God turn into Zhang Xuewen, or will he still follow the normal path of his profession and continue to become stronger starting from midnight on the last day of the month?

Anyway, it will definitely not be like becoming Zhang Xuewen first and then becoming stronger bit by bit.

Zhang Xuewen tested this himself, and Wen Yan also took him to test it once.

Starting from zero o'clock on the last day of the month, the starting point for becoming stronger is Zhang Xuewen's state at that time.

If Zhang Xuewen was intact as usual, he would just start to get stronger slowly.

If Zhang Xuewen is tortured to the point of dying, he will use his dying state as a starting point to first restore his body to normal, and then continue to become stronger.

Wen Yan looked up and seemed to see Tuoba Martial God's current state. He was already very close to his previous peak state.

However, it’s better to be safe.

Wen Yan was already prepared. As long as Tuoba Martial God turned back into Zhang Xuewen at midnight, he would intervene as soon as possible.

It is difficult to change the calendar on Tuoba Martial God, but it is very simple to change the calendar on Zhang Xuewen.

Time passed little by little, and the black flat land floating on the sea covered a radius of several kilometers. Those things were constantly broken and reorganized, becoming thicker and more solid.

Tuoba Martial God was already on top and completely forgot about time.

The gray face now looked like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin.

His ability cannot be resolved by Tuoba Martial God through mechanism, so he can rely on the simplest and crudest method to peel off the skin layer by layer.

When the time approached midnight, he looked through the sky and stared at Wen Yan with a stopwatch, ready to take action.

Then the moment when standard time reaches zero o'clock.

Nothing happened.

Wen Yan didn't need to do anything, everything was running according to the original mechanism.

Tuoba Wushen took the current state as the starting point and began to transform into the "God of War at the End of the Month".

There was no problem.

This was just a wonderful mechanism.

Wen Yan looked at this scene and even felt a little sorry. He could only change the calendar of Zhang Xuewen, but it was difficult to shake the calendar of Tuoba Wushen.

Of course, in his opinion, this should be simply insufficient power, not the wrong mechanism.

At least so far, there may be only one way to use this wonderful mechanism, and at most it can only be stacked to "God of War for Two Days at the End of the Month".

If the time to change the calendar of Zhang Xuewen is not the penultimate day of the month, then this wonderful mechanism cannot be stacked.

At most, when needed, let Tuoba Wushen come out.

If it can be stacked for thirty... No, as long as it can be stacked for ten days, Wen Yan dares to take Tuoba Wushen and kill directly into the wilderness and flatten it.

At this moment, in the headquarters, the head of the headquarters looked calm, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. Everyone seemed to think that this was a very normal thing.

But the head of the headquarters was full of question marks.

He had been wondering since yesterday, and now he was even more confused.

He was actually quite worried just now, and even wanted to ask Tuoba Wushen what was going on.

On the other side, Cai Heizi was looking at the image on the screen, and he was confused. He had never thought about this situation before?

Didn't they think about whether there was something, someone, or any professional ability that could make up for Tuoba Wushen's huge shortcomings?

They thought about it, but in the end, they could only let Tuoba Wushen take the kingly way.

From the God of War at the end of the year, the God of War at the end of the season, the God of War at the end of the month, and finally evolved to the God of War every day.

Unfortunately, as he walked along this road, he reached an obvious bottleneck when he reached the God of War at the end of the month.

It was when Tuoba Wushen was messing around with Wen Yan before that he found the direction, and now this direction is becoming clearer.

Maybe next time he will become the God of War at the end of the month or the God of War on the weekend.

The time of huge defects is always decreasing.

Cai Heizi looked at the screen and smiled at last. This is the new era.

He waved his hand to shrink the image on the East China Sea and put it in the corner. He no longer focused on it and began to pay attention to other places.

In the East China Sea, Tuoba Wushen continued to grow stronger. Even at this time, the degree of growth was more stable than before, and it increased steadily over time.

Half an hour later, he stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the gray-white face with his palm. The flames burned all over his body and forcibly tore and burned the last layer of skin on the gray-white face.

And the bone claws of the gray-white face, which only had the last layer of skin left, were like ten sharp thorns, piercing the skin on Tuoba Wushen's chest.

But that was all. It just pierced the skin and was blocked by the muscles under the skin, and even the bones were not touched.

Tuoba Wushen exerted force in his palm and tore it violently, peeling off the last layer of skin of the gray-white face, revealing a black jade-like body that was completely constructed with ghost bones.

After losing all his skin, the gray-faced man laughed, and the Yin Qi on his body expanded rapidly.

Those monsters that kept pouring out, but kept dying and sacrificing, trying to create a Yin domain. All changed the target of their sacrifice.

Originally, only the monsters that could not withstand the huge Yang Qi of Tuoba Wushen would complete the sacrifice before dying.

Those monsters simply could not escape from this huge Yang Qi coverage area covering dozens of kilometers. If they could not rush out, they would be burned to death here.

The effect of quantity was weakened to the extreme here.

At this moment, all the monsters that poured out changed their targets. Whether they were about to be burned to death by Yang Qi or monsters that were not going to die, they all sacrificed to the gray-faced man.

Two black flames suddenly ignited in the empty eye sockets of the gray-faced man's skull, and the flames expanded rapidly with the sacrifice.

After the black flames expanded, they forced back the hand of Tuoba Wushen pressing on his face.

"How stupid! I came here in person to complete an essential leap, so that I can stand in this world from now on, but you helped me..."

Before the gray-faced man finished speaking, he saw Tuoba Wushen ignore the withered claws inserted in his chest, and suddenly slapped the black jade skull head with his two hands in a posture of double peaks piercing his ears.

He held the skull head tightly with his two hands, and his two thumbs directly buckled into its eye sockets. The too strong Yang Qi in his body began to erupt crazily, like the tail flame of a rocket, roaring.

The perfect harmony diagram in his body mobilized the power of his power at this moment, and soared to the maximum.

The two thumbs that he inserted into the other's eye sockets had been burned by the black flames, but at the same time, his too huge power also followed the two thumbs and poured directly into the head of the black jade skull.

The red flames continued to fight against the black flames.

This was the purest power confrontation, using his Yang Qi to fight against the sacrificial power of all the monsters here.

The situation began to stalemate, but as time went on, Tuoba Wushen's departure was still steadily increasing.

The balance began to slowly tilt, and the black jade skull continued to struggle, wanting to say something.

But every time he wanted to say something, Tuoba Wushen would increase his outburst, forcibly interrupt the other party's words, and absolutely would not listen to the other party's nonsense.

The red flame gradually overwhelmed the black flame, and the black jade skull's head began to burn with red flames.

He looked at Tuoba Wushen, feeling aggrieved. He hadn't finished a complete sentence yet!

"It's too late. Remember, my name is 魀."

Finally, after leaving a sentence, the black jade skull's head burst into red flames, completely overwhelmed the power of the sacrifice.

Tuoba Wushen didn't understand what the other party was doing, but he would use the simplest and crudest method that could best play to his own advantages to compete with the other party in terms of numerical value, and then crush the other party to death.

Today is the last day of the month, and today is just the beginning.