Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1491

The golden bird was so scared that its hair stood upside down, and hurriedly turned and fled.

"Where to go!" Han Yu shouted and slapped it out with a palm. The sky was suddenly turbulent, and the surrounding storm was walking, forming a powerful spiral nest barrier to block the path of the golden bird.

Seeing this, the golden bird turned around and headed to the other side. Qin Changfeng's palm turned into a size covering the sky and sun, and grabbed it.

The sudden horrible pressure made it difficult for the Golden Bird to move, and was set in the void.

"Haw..."

Jin Xiaojiao screamed, the light on his body became more and more bright, and a sudden "bang" exploded. The terrifying air wave smashed the barrier formed by Han Yu and knocked Qin Changfeng's palm back.

A bird turned into seven golden rays, rushing in seven directions.

Han Yu quickly probed his hand and grabbed the four golden lights in his hand. Like Han Yu, Qin Changfeng put his hands together. However, he was injured in the end, and his speed was not as fast as Han Yu. He only caught two golden lights, and the last one passed him and escaped. It was too late for Han Yu to chase him.

That golden light turned into a loach in Han Yu's hands, trying to slip away from Han Yu's hands, but Han Yu's big hand was like a cage, no matter how hard it tossed, it couldn't leave.

From the golden loach, Han Yu felt an incomparably powerful energy, which was more terrifying than anything he had seen before.

Han Yu hurriedly took out a treasure bottle, put four loach into it, and sealed it.

After the four golden loaches merged, they merged together and turned into a small golden crow bird, hitting the aquarium.

"Boom boom..."

After several hits to no avail, the sun's golden crow burst out with a dazzling light, releasing incomparable heat, to melt the treasure bottle. Han Yu suppressed strongly to avoid the fate of the treasure bottle being melted.

"As expected of the Golden Crow Spirit!" Qin Changfeng sighed, and the two loach he caught almost escaped from his hand.

"Swish swish..."

Five figures descended from the sky, surrounding Han Yu's trio, staring at the Golden Crow Spirit in the hands of Han Yu and Qin Changfeng.

"Hand over the Golden Crow Spirits in your hands obediently, it will save you from death!" The middle-aged man in his early forties, his eyes widened, and his gaze swept across Han Yu and Qin Changfeng.

"Hmph, this Golden Crow spirit is our surrender, is there any reason to hand it over?" Qin Changfeng said strongly.

"We found it first, and you seized the opportunity to catch it. Should you leave it to us?" Another person stared at Qin Changfeng.

Both of them are masters of Wu Huang Jiuzhong, and their coercion is faintly released, and they want to deter Han Yu and the others with their might.

The other three are also the eighth layer of Wuhuang's cultivation base. With this combination, they have the power to fight against the semi-holy level powerhouse, and they don't take Han Yu and the others.

"Now the Golden Crow God Essence is in our hands, it's our thing, you leave here, we are in peace. If you want to grab it, you will be at your own risk!" Han Yu said solemnly.

"Hey, I don’t have a small tone, and I don’t look at who I am. Wu Huang Qizhong is just a little bit qualified to intervene in the Golden Crow God Spirit?" A middle-aged man Wu Huang Bazhong looked at Han Yu with disdain. Starting from the hand, he randomly drew at Han Yu, trying to give Han Yu a heavy slap.

The rest of the people watched like a theater, but the two parties had completely two mentalities.

In the eyes of Xie Changsheng and Qin Changfeng, the middle-aged man of Wu Huangbazhong was seeking his own death, while in the eyes of the other party, Han Yu was asking for trouble.

Han Yu quickly reached out his right hand and grabbed the man's wrist directly.

Han Yu's shot seemed unpleasant, everyone saw it, and the man curled his lips disapprovingly, trying to avoid Han Yu's hand. However, in the next moment, his wrist seemed to be clamped by a clamp. Han Yu's hand seemed to grasp the man's wrist lightly, but the man's wrist suddenly felt like a fractured bone, and he grinned in pain.

Seeing Han Yu twisted slightly, the man's hand curled up like a twist, and then exploded like sugar cane. Suddenly the blood spattered and screamed.

Inside Han Yu, the blue dragon roared excitedly. This man had a special physique.

Everyone around him opened their eyes wide. Not only did Han Yu leapfrog one another, he also scraped one of his opponent's arms so easily, it was incredible.

"kill!"

The opponent's leading man yelled violently, and the sword in his hand quickly hacked at Han Yu.

"Huh!"

Han Yu shaped like a ghost, and suddenly rushed to the man's approach. Before the man's sword was cut off, his fist was bombarded.

"Boom!"

There was a dull loud noise, the man let out a scream, his chest split open, Han Yu's hand shuttled past his body, through his back.

"hiss!"

The other three people, as if they were hit by the anchoring charm, suddenly felt cold from head to toe, standing still and dare not move.

Even Xie Changsheng, who had seen Han Yu show great power, was stunned.

Han Yu at this time was decisive, **** and cruel!

"Don't let them run away!" Han Yu's low voice sounded like a Su Ming song from the underworld. The three of the opponent's souls were all dead, even Qin Changfeng shuddered involuntarily.

And Han Yu, has already launched the butcher knife.

This is a unilateral massacre, even if the opponent has a lot of people, they are no longer afraid of fighting.

Soon, the four were killed by Han Yu. Qin Changfeng only reacted and killed the last Wuhuang Eighth master with all his strength.

"The Golden Crow Spirit is extraordinary, don't let others know that we got it, otherwise it will be a murder!" Han Yu looked at Qin Changfeng.

Qin Changfeng nodded and quickly sorted out his mood.

"Whhhhhhh..."

A series of bloodline origin qi rushed out of the five people, entered Han Yu's body, and was swallowed by the blue dragon. Qin Changfeng and Xie Changsheng could not help but feel a tingling scalp in their eyes.

They are now deeply aware of what a ruthless person is.

After the blue dragon swallowed the last ray of blood, the original energy, it became more excited than ever, and it was infinitely close to resurrection. But because of the dragon aura spit out by the blue dragon, the blessing of Han Yu's combat power has not reached the limit of ten percent. There was suppression in the dark, so the blue dragon did not resurrect successfully.

If the Dragon Qi spit out by the blue dragon reaches ten percent of its combat power, I am afraid it has already been resurrected.

"As long as I break through one more level, the blue dragon will be resurrected directly, and will surely break through one after another!" Han Yu instantly became excited.

He is now the seventh level of Wu Huang’s cultivation base, the blue dragon’s dragon qi combat power blessing reaches 90%, and one more breakthrough is the realm of Wu Huang’s eighth layer, and the blue dragon qi combat power blessing is only It will reach ten percent, when the black hole will spit out the gods, and the black hole will feed back to help him break through, and he can directly break through to Wu Huang Ninth Layer. With the resurrection of the blue dragon, the black hole feeds back again, and he will go one step further, directly impacting the realm of the saint.