Big brother lost again

It can be seen that Yu Wuya is held in the palm of his hand, still maintaining a calm standing posture, his clothes flutter slightly, as if standing in another world.

"You three, what are you doing?" Yu Wuya asked calmly.

"Since Brother Dao has already discovered it, we won't beat around the bush anymore. The thing under this island is a peerless treasure that the three of us have guarded for countless years."

King Hongyuan looked at Yu Wuya seriously, and said in a deep voice: "I have waited for this time for hundreds of millions of years, and now that it has matured, it is absolutely impossible for us to let fellow daoists share a piece of the pie."

Yu Wuya looked at him and was silent for a while.

Then he said seriously: "The fate of all things is born of the heaven and the earth. Once you meet it, it is fate, and you must fight for it."

"Brother Dao is right, so we are fighting at this moment! Brother Dao, please stop here and leave Tongtian Tower."

King Hongyuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Unless it was a last resort, he didn't want to start a full battle with Yu Wuya, because the scene of Yu Wuya fighting Prison Tianzun before was still fresh in his memory.

That kind of domineering gesture, that kind of calmness and arrogance, seems to be sure to wipe out the immortal will of Guizhenzu God!

Who wouldn't be afraid of such a person?

"How about this, there are nine lotus seeds under the island, I want three, and the three of you each have two, how about it?" Yu Wuya said.

"Your Excellency seems to be a bit difficult for others." The King of Phantom Feather fanned the scarf, still had a smile on his face, but gave off a sense of indifference.

"We are already very polite, you can leave by yourself, if you have to be aggressive... why should we be afraid of a fight?!"

King Shenzheng let out a cold snort, his whole body glowed with fighting spirit, and a hundred thousand fighting spirits appeared behind him, wanting to fight against the heavens.

"It seems that we can't reach an agreement?" Yu Wuya asked calmly.

"Brother Dao, although I don't want to talk about this, but... who is afraid of whom?!"

King Hongyuan took a deep breath, and then a bright golden light shot out from his eyes, his body became gigantic, like a giant god waking up from a deep sleep.

At this time, the three kings stood side by side, confronting Yu Wuya!

Yu Wuya looked at the majestic three people, fell silent again, then raised his head, and said: "This Qinglian is a natural thing, it was not cultivated by you, I am willing to share it with you, but you are not."

"In that case... I want them all!!"

Chapter 275 Who will fight! (Third watch, good night)

"What a big breath!"

King Shenzheng sneered, a golden spear appeared in his right hand, and pointed at Yu Wuya suddenly: "It depends on whether you can afford it or not!"

Whoa!

The spear was thrown across the sky, and the divine light was hundreds of millions of miles away. Countless golden phantoms emerged from the void in all directions, and then superimposed on him.

In an instant, one hundred thousand paths were superimposed.

"One hundred thousand battle spirits, belong to me, the will to fight will never die, piercing eternity... Killing demons!!"

He waved the spear in his hand, drew a circle in the void, and then suddenly stabbed towards Yu Wuya.

"boom--"

With this thorn, the space bloomed like an ice flower, and instantly shattered into nothingness. At this moment, only the golden spear was moving forward, and even time was going backwards!

When the spear stabs out, there is no way to hide.

It seems that countless years ago, it was doomed to be a hit. It doesn't make any sense whether you move in space or go back in time.

This spear is destined to kill the enemy!

"Puff puff!"

The huge palm that was holding Yu Wuya before collapsed layer by layer, and then the spear pierced in front of Yu Wuya, and it was about to pass through.

However, at this moment, Yu Wuya raised his right hand slowly, as if it was normal, and grabbed the tip of the spear.

The sharpness of the spear is unrivaled, it can pierce through time and space through the ages, but it cannot pierce Yu Wuya's hand that is as white as jade.

He gently grasped the spear just like that, preventing it from getting an inch in, then calmly looked at King Shenzheng whose face changed, and spoke lightly.

"I don't need any doubts about what I said, because once I decide something, even if you are unwilling... so what?"

After speaking, he let go of the spear with his right hand, and flicked his middle finger lightly.

"Ding--"

An extremely crisp sound sounded, and then, a pitch-black crack spread from the tip of the spear, quickly covering the entire spear.

Countless bright white lights bloomed from the crack, as if a new world was born inside, and the first ray of light bloomed.

This bullet is both creation and destruction.

And creation? Is the most complete destruction? Because when new things replace old things, it can never be reversed!

"puff!!"

The destruction of the battle spear transformed by the supreme fighting spirit? The hundred thousand battle spirits on the body of Shenzheng King were also backlashed? A mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

One hit!

"Third brother, let's fight together!"

King Hongyuan's face was solemn? But he was still calm and calm. He raised his hands? It was as if he was lifting an invisible huge world.

Gradually? Between his hands, a huge world was born, with the light of creation shining brightly.

In an instant, the sun, moon and stars were born? Vegetation, trees, mountains and rivers? In another instant, all creatures and creatures were born, and all races were born. In another instant, the world withered? All things were destroyed.

Between the palms, create the cycle of birth and death!

"All life in a world? All death, all resentment? All destruction and despair, how do you bear it!"

King Hongyuan raised his hands? Throwing the ruined world to Yu Wuya? Directly enveloped Yu Wuya in it.

"All stories? It's all the voice of the heart."

The Phantom Feather King showed pity on his face, then he raised the feather fan in his hand, and with layers of illusory light, he fanned it towards Yu Wuya!

Whoa!

In an instant, a mysterious and unpredictable force merged with the shattered world thrown out by King Hongyuan, and a qualitative change took place.

At this moment, Yu Wuya fell into a world full of despair and resentment, the sky was collapsing, everything was being destroyed, everything was decaying.

Moreover, this world that was supposed to be decayed gave birth to a kind of creature that seemed real and illusory—ghost!

Countless ferocious ghosts rushed towards Yu Wuya, endlessly, with overwhelming resentment, as if they wanted to tear Yu Wuya apart.

"Why, why do we have to die!"

"I'm not reconciled!"

"The gods let me live and let me die just to kill you? Then you go to die! You give me back my life!!"

At this moment, Yu Wuya was under double attack.

On the one hand, it is the power of destruction and decay from that world, and on the other hand, it is the ghost bite from the soul.

In the face of such an offensive, even the ordinary Guizhen Ancestral God would be severely injured, and his immortal will would be damaged.

However... what they were facing was Yu Wuya.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly."

He shook his head and smiled, standing in the ruined world, but remained motionless, his whole body was filled with gleaming white light, as if he was born innocent and untainted by mortal dust.

He raised his right hand slowly.

Then, snap your fingers!

"Snapped……"

An incomparably crisp voice slowly spread in the air, and then, all the ghosts, destructive power, and rotten power that fell on him retreated back as if time had flowed backwards.

Then, the whole world suddenly shrank, and everything shrank infinitely, turning into a red bead containing endless destructive power at his fingertips.

"Are you sure, do you still want to fight?"

Yu Wuya was suspended in the air, his white clothes moved with the wind, the bead was suspended on the index finger of his right hand, as if all the stars in the sky were revolving around the bead.

That is the ultimate destructive power that is infinitely concentrated.

"how so……"

King Hongyuan staggered back a step, his face was pale, and an unprecedented sense of frustration welled up in his heart.

With his full blow, the opponent was unscathed, and even raised his hands and feet, and compressed the realm of destruction he created again, and his power went up to a higher level!

"Brother, let's start the battle of wills!"

A sharp golden light shot out from King Shenzheng's eyes, no matter how powerful his supernatural powers and spells were, under his absolute will, they were nothing but floating clouds.

Everyone is Guizhen Ancestral God. Before the immortal will appears, it is too early to talk about who is strong and who is weak!

He didn't believe that the strength of will of the other party alone could surpass the three of them.

Huan Yuwang squinted his eyes and said nothing.

King Shenyuan looked at Yu Wuya, his face constantly changing, and finally, he sighed helplessly: "This time...we lost..."

He chose to compromise.

Because for Guizhen Ancestral God, once the battle of wills starts, there is no room for recovery.

What's more, the opposite is a ruthless man who seems to be able to obliterate the immortal will of Guizhen Ancestor God... He dare not take this risk.

"Big Brother!!"

King Shenzheng's face showed a deep unwillingness, even a little ferocious, he cultivated the will to fight, but now he wants to lose without fighting, how can he be reconciled?

"We have an almost eternal lifespan. Such treasures may not be encountered again in the future. Why risk our lives?"

King Hongyuan sighed.

For the weak, give it a try, there may be a chance for a turnaround, but for existences at their level... what is the turnaround?

They are gods in the eyes of mortals.

When mortals die, the gods may be able to help them resurrect, but if the gods die, they are really dead.

He died completely, without even having an afterlife.

"Hey……"

Huanyu King sighed, restrained the breath around him, turned into a refined scholar again, shaking the feather fan.

His attitude was obvious, and he also conceded defeat.

Seeing this, King Shenzheng gritted his teeth, and finally roared up to the sky, all the hundred thousand battle spirits around him disintegrated, and his whole body became disheveled.

There was no choice but to admit defeat.

Seeing this, Yu Wuya smiled, and lightly flicked the red bead on his fingertips, and immediately, the bead dissipated without stirring up a speck of dust...

"rise!"

He grabbed the island below, and the entire island was pulled up, and then the lotus pod and nine lotus seeds below were exposed.

"Om-"

Immediately, a bright golden light illuminated the sky, and the phantom of the lotus seeds turned into nine towering mountains, suspended in the void.

Countless golden notes floated up in the golden light, and mysterious singing resounded between heaven and earth, as if it came from the future, or from the beginning of eternity...

Chapter 276 The magical use of lotus seeds, the identity of the real soul wandering (one more, ask for a ticket)

"receive."

Yu Wuya raised his right hand and grabbed the huge lotus pod. Suddenly, the nine mountain-like huge lotus seeds trembled violently.

However, their bottoms seemed to have taken root, and there was a pulling force, not wanting to leave the lotus pod.

"Get up!"

Yu Wuya's eyes flashed, and the power of vastness exploded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"