Shura God Emperor

Chu Rui cultivated the lion-like physical exercises. With such a roar, a burst of golden energy burst out instantly, and Fang Zhengxu was immediately shaken back several meters.

"Roar!"

Same as last time, Chu Rui's originally burly body suddenly rose to a height of two meters and three meters. His solid muscles were full of explosive power. At the same time, his hair and beard became more and more. The longer it is, it turns into a golden color, and the whole head looks more like a fierce lion, and is much more powerful and domineering than last time.

"The castle lord has used the golden sphinx, go! Kill these traitors!"

Fang Zhengxu narrowed his eyes. Chu Rui is different from ordinary castle masters. The power of the peak of the spirit realm is capable of fighting even in the early stage of the pill formation realm.

And Fang Zhengxu, during this period of time, his strength has also reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Spirit Realm from the late Qi Spirit Realm, but this strength is still a lot weaker in the face of Chu Rui.

At the same time, Wu Shui and Qi Xiang also exploded with extremely powerful strength, shaking Yun Ying and Ruan Yi back.

Wu Shui and Qi Xiang immediately arrived in front of Chu Rui, staring coldly at Fang Zhengxu and the three of them.

Ruan Yi's strength is in the Qi Ling realm, and he has to deal with Wu Shui at the peak of the Qi Ling realm.

Even though Yunying had also reached the small perfection in the spirit realm, Qi Xiang, who was facing the great perfection in the spirit realm, also fell into a disadvantage.

Xiao Yu took a step and said, "Go and help them, and kill the traitors who resist."

"You be careful." Fang Zhengxu exhorted, he and Yunying and Ruan Yi rushed to other battle circles.

"Boy, it seems you are going to be a hero, but heroes generally die miserably." Wu Shui said coldly.

Xiao Yu had long noticed that among the Thirteen Feiyun Fortresses, the strength of these three people should not be underestimated.

The one who can be the master of the middle fort, without any strength, is simply not on the stage.

Xiao Yu glanced at the three of them, squinted his eyes, and said, "Very well, as the saying goes, catching the thief first catch the king. Should you three go together, or take turns?"

"Last time I lost your punch, this time, I will tear you up!"

Chu Rui's eyes turned red, and golden light burst out from him.

Last time, in the face of Xiao Yu's seven kills, Chu Rui was defeated, but this time, he found the face of the last time and killed this kid!

"Roar!"

A phantom golden lion body condensed and appeared behind Chu Rui, and immediately afterwards, his whole person turned into a fierce golden phantom, and he blasted over with a punch.

What Chu Rui cultivated was pure physical strength, even more powerful than the strength of the previous moment.

His punch came out, and the shadow of the fist seemed to have formed a golden cyclone because of its strength.

If it was said that the lions who ran over like Xiao Yu last time were fierce lions, then this time, it was a group of fierce lions.

"This time, let me see how you resist it!" Chu Rui's gloomy voice sounded.

The golden light was galloping like a fierce lion, and that extremely arrogant aura enveloped Xiao Yu, and even the people around him could not breathe.

Xiao Yu didn't move, and sneered: "I can beat you once, and I can beat you again! Seven kills!"

Xiao Yu suddenly yelled, and he blasted out with a punch. The invisible killing intent was like a wave of waves, one weight higher than the other, and the momentary effort, the terrifying killing intent, seemed to swallow people. The same, suddenly enveloped.

"No, it's impossible! Why is it better than last time!" Chu Rui's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly sank.