Supreme Emperor
against the forces of the diyu ll
But even so he still suffered severe injuries especially to his soul because the attack was more centered on a soul attack. " the attack from someone at the half-step God realm was indeed not something I could handle.
" young master....." Cu Jang and the others immediately darted towards Feng Tian and protected him, while Bing Hua's face turned red with anger he looked at Zu yi hatefully.
" serpent woman.. I will kill you.." yelled loudly and darted towards Zu yi and released all his strength. even the diyu realm army that he passed through them would instantly freeze into ice sculptures and begin to fall from the sky and disintegrate.
" fuck...why does he have this strong power when his strength has decreased...." Zu yi was surprised by the power that Bing Hua exuded from the aura that he felt at least an ordinary god realm was no match for Bing Hua now. he took out a box from his spatial ring that emitted an extremely dense death aura. "I can only use this to fight against him." he said and prepared to receive Bing Hua's attack.
while Bing Hua he was a little surprised when he saw Zu yi who took out a box and he certainly knew what the box was. "cih.. do you think that by using a heavenly artifact you can save your life." he said and continued darting towards Zu yi.
"cold sword technique: soul-buying slash.
a white lesion shot towards Zu yi at lightning speed, and everything that passed by him would freeze with no exception even the few kings of the universe around him frozen as well. although they did not die but by freezing they were easily killed by their opponents.
"shit.. samsara box.samsara body caller....." Zu yi directed the heavenly box or artifact that was none other than the heavenly artifact of the samsara box, and instantly a hole was seen in front of the box that was shaped like an eye. slowly black light shot out into the emasan from within those eyes and several figures came out from within those eyes.
the figure that came out was the immortal body of samsara. this body was an immortal body created by the descendants of the 5th rank yin race of the thousand ancient races and one of the 6 major races. the figure is a prison for souls who have been marked with the sign of samsara before their death and the soul is stored in the eternal body of samsara to be made an eternal army.
and the figure of the figure had the power of a peak universe king but facing the attack of Bing Hua the figure could not do much before it was frozen and fell from the sky shattered to pieces.
" fuck...even the immortal troops could not resist his attack." grumbled Zu yi.
" did you think I was afraid to face you.. Feel this. blood sword technique: blood-sucking slash ..." said Zu yi.
" CK weak attack....sacred jade technique: immortal jade body..” Bing Hua activated her technique and her bloodline lit up and her body glowed a bright blue and emitted a cold aura.His body was as smooth as jade but as hard as steel, this was the defense technique of the one race divine runic race that had the strongest defense among the thousand ancient races.
clang.
all the slashes and attacks from Zu yi hit Bing Hua's beautiful body but none of those attacks managed to injure her even the slightest scratch.
" fuck.the defense of the body is strong.." Zu yi grumbled.
" an extremely powerful body.. indeed as per the rumors of the mystic jade race is indeed a race that has a strong defense, they are indeed worthy of occupying the 12th position in the thousand ancient races....." said Mei si amazed at the sight of Bing Hua who was flooded with attacks from Zu yi but did not have the slightest impact .
" do not take your eyes off when fighting old women..... Darkness Sword Technique: Bottomless Darkness .. "the opponent of Mei si took out her technique and hit Mei si in a crushing manner.
slass....
a trail of blood could be seen as Mei the one flew backwards. "fuck me until I forget about it..... Hem, this Aira darkness is very difficult to eliminate.." murmured Mei si.
his opponent was a handsome young man wearing a dark purple robe with a purple black mist that had always surrounded him he was from the soul-devouring race of the 287th rank race of the thousand ancient races. whereas the mystic race was only the 700th rank race of the thousand ancient races. so Mei Si was getting a little pressure even though they were at the same stage but the handsome man had the wholeness of his bloodline.