Juggernaut Reborn

kill!

Wang Yu took a big step, and like thunder, a violent and almost crazy momentum rushed in all directions from one sword to one person. Zhao Diling rarely showed a trace of heart palpitations on his face, but it disappeared in an instant.

Zhen Ji stepped back repeatedly!

No one has ever been exposed to this kind of furious and bloodthirsty aura. It seems that only the kind of aura that ancient monsters should have.

"He...can't be a monster in disguise!" Zhen Ji opened her eyes in shock, pointed at Wang Yu with her right hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice.

The only prince in the former Saibei Dynasty was a monster in the form of a monster? Zhao Diling would not agree with this statement.

What is the concept of a transformed monster? It is easy to destroy a city with just one move. On the other hand, Wang Yu, although his momentum is extremely amazing, does not have such strength, otherwise the Saibei Dynasty would have taken it back long ago.

At this time, after Wang Yu used demonization, his mood has been immersed in the grief of the two brothers in the previous life...

Those things seemed to be vivid in their minds. The last time Wang Xingyun and Mo Bei Wuqing saw him, they looked at him with incomprehension, unwillingness and resentment...

The ground was covered with red blood, and a sword and a piano were thrown to the ground. Wang Yu knew the meaning of their eyes.

Brother...why do you want to do this?

"That's not me...not me...not me!"

Wang Yu roared angrily, and a blood-red sword glowed like a strike from a god or demon. The huge, bloody, and furious power was instantly released, and even the air was exploding!

This sword really unleashed the power of the Emperor's Sword. At this time, Wang Yu seemed to be completely possessed, without any trace of human blood!

"Quick! Retreat!"

The beggar was frightened. Wang Yu did not care about the position of everyone with this sword. If he did not retreat, this sword could definitely cut him, the lewd monk, Zhang Hu and others into pieces!

As soon as the beggar made a sound, the three of them quickly retreated back. It would not be a fun thing to suffer such an unreasonable disaster!

Lord Baibianxing didn't know why Long Yu was targeting him so much. He had no enmity with him. Even if he said he wanted to capture him and offer him to the two emperors, he didn't seem to need to do this!

This aura of hatred that penetrates deep into the bones really puzzles Baibianxingjun, but that terrifying angry light with the sound of dragon roar is approaching. If he doesn't dodge, even if he is capable of reaching the sky, he will still fall.

The tragic end of separation of body and head!

Although the blood-red sword light is terrifying and frightening, who is the Hundred-Change Star Lord? A master who possesses extraordinary skills and is already in the third realm of warriors, how can he be afraid of Wang Yu, who is no more powerful than Qian Saibei who has just entered the warrior realm?

Crown Prince.

Hearing a "Zhi" sound, Baibianxingjun raised one hand, and the terrifying sword light that was originally as powerful as a broken bamboo turned into crimson powder in silence and disappeared with the wind.

"What a waste!" Baibianxingjun's momentum grew higher and higher. He stamped his right foot, and the ground seemed to shake. Suddenly, gravel splashed, and a bright white light appeared above Baibianxingjun's eyebrows.

The aura has reached its peak, and even the beggars have sweat on their foreheads. A master of the Sixth Warrior Realm can crush them to death with one finger! With the aura that does not belong to the same level, they are vaguely unable to resist!

"Seeking death!" The Variety Star Lord soared like a green dragon, and struck out with one palm, like a divine dragon wagging its tail. The lingering wind from this palm alone made everyone unable to open their eyes!

It is even more terrifying and realistic than Wang Yu's demonic momentum.

"The devil is like a star in the sky, sealing all the bones of the devil. When he comes out of seclusion, he will slaughter all the people under the sky..."

That terrifying palm has already arrived in front of Wang Yu, but Wang Yu still seems to be completely unaware...

That very distant yet somewhat familiar poem appeared in my mind.

At this moment, Wang Yu was in an extremely mysterious world of senses. In front of him, there were tens of millions of demon armies, fighting in bloody battles. The demon knights screamed, demon blood flowed, and the smoke filled the air. One after another, the great demons fell one after another.

Down.

These great demon gods have existed since ancient times, and each one of them is incredibly powerful. In the previous life when the demons invaded, there was no such formation!

The eyes of these great demon gods who are fighting bloody battles are full of overwhelming hatred!

Humans, aliens, ancient demons, this is an unprecedented melee. This war started in an unknown era. No one knows when it started, and no one knows when it will end...

It seems like an endless cycle of reincarnation, wars, killings, blood, hatred, and countless racial melees...

The charred creatures, the howling cries, and the cries of clashing metal and iron make people want to close their eyes and stop watching the events that took place before this eternity...

"What era did this take place... Why did those great demon gods who were eternal and immortal died tragically? With the strength of humans and other races alone, it is impossible to make these demon gods fall - who are they?

No one knows why this period of history was sealed..."

Wang Yu's violent body finally stopped, not because of the mighty dragon's palm of the Variety Star King, but because of some unknown factors after becoming possessed, which caused some incredible images to appear in his mind.

The most horrifying and unbelievable thing for Wang Yu is that although these images are extremely unfamiliar, they still have a somewhat familiar feeling. However, this historical era that the world does not know is more than tens of millions of years old.

It seemed like the battle at the beginning of the world, even... it was even longer!

The golden beads in Wang Yu's mind were also jumping, and he seemed to feel the extraordinary image.

Gradually, Wang Yu sank into the endless racial melee. To outsiders, Wang Yu seemed to be asleep, motionless, and the Taihuang Sword in his hand fell to the ground and was inserted into the soil!

"Demon thoughts!"

Wang Yu felt it. Ever since he swallowed the white demon, this feeling of something-but-nothing has always existed. At first, Wang Yu didn't know what it was, and even thought it was just the normalization of the demon bloodline.

Now, in the sudden image in his mind, watching the battle of those extremely powerful demon gods, Wang Yu finally understood that he was comprehending the 'Demon Clan's Thoughts'

Each race, each Tao, has a special meaning. Only after understanding the meaning can one truly enter the Tao. I think Wang Yu achieved the body of a saint in his previous life and had the "Sword Mind" at the same time as the four great saints.

Yaonian, Shi Nian, etc.

The place of intention can be encountered but cannot be sought, often in a moment, also known as 'a moment of thought'

After understanding the location of ‘thoughts’, you can reach the sky like the sea, and achieve a powerful body that can cut down the Tianshan Mountains and break the currents of the sea!!!

Once you achieve the body of a great demon, once you realize the power of demonic thoughts...