Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2813 The inexplicable Son of Heaven?

"Run, we underestimated the Holy Spirit, we can run as many as we can, and there are green hills left, so we won't be afraid of running out of firewood!"

On the ground, the strong men of all races saw that the Holy Spirit was ready to take action, and knew that it was difficult to compete.

They simply gave up and wanted to leave.

It's just that the strength of this holy soul is already obvious to all, and the possibility of escape is probably very small.

At least, there is absolutely no possibility of escape.

And even if there are people who are lucky enough to escape, if they want to get out of the body, I am afraid it is impossible.

The bloody red light emerged from the fingertips of the holy soul again.

Wu Yun didn't guess wrong either. This time, the Hongmang attack was even more terrifying than the previous one.

And this time, Wu Yun also discovered that the Holy Soul's attack was no longer the same as before, it was a concentrated attack.

This time, it's scattered.

The red light that condensed at that point quickly dispersed into dozens of blood-colored light beams the thickness of a finger, lasing away towards each side.

Although after the dispersion, the power of this beam of light is relatively weakened.

This part that can be weakened, not to mention Wu Yun, even the powerhouses of all ethnic groups below who are much stronger than Wu Yun, can only be considered insignificant.

The scattered attacks are still enough to pose a fatal threat to them.

Even after these beams of light are dispersed.

Wu Yun also found a point, even a point that was deadly enough.

Previously, he thought he had not been found, so he stayed where he was.

But now suddenly found out.

He seems to be within the range locked by the red light.

At this moment, there are two red awns attacking, lasing towards his direction.

"I'm going, damn it, he found me?"

Wu Yun exclaimed, and couldn't care less.

You can wait, but waiting is gambling.

He can bet that he has not been discovered, these two red lights are not coming towards him, but just happen to fly in the direction where he is.

But he couldn't and didn't dare to gamble.

What if you bet wrong?

Wu Yun dared to say that he did not have the slightest certainty that he could attack this red light and do any confrontation.

Touch it and die.

Leaping forward, Wu Yun shot towards the rear.

He wanted to stay away.

But it was this hiding that made Wu Yun expose himself.

At this moment, all eyes were directed towards Wu Yun.

Of course, all these gazes were referring to the Holy Soul, the nine great saints, and the powerhouses of the various races below.

Other weaker Shengtian people are not included.

However, in fact, the Holy Spirit had already discovered Wu Yun, so the two red light attacks were not random, but aimed at him.

It's just that the holy soul mistakenly thought that Wu Yun and the strong men of various races attacking them were a group, so they didn't care too much, just wanted to catch them and throw them into Qingtian Lake.

But now, when Wu Yun appeared, when he saw Wu Yun with his own eyes.

The vision of the holy soul has completely changed.

"A foreigner, the son of heaven, is he? Is it this person?"

The voice of the Holy Soul was full of horror.

The same is true for the nine holy envoys.

Although they didn't speak, their eyes were even more horrified than the Holy Soul.

In addition to being horrified, there was actually a bit of fear in the eyes of these nine people.

On the ground, the group of other powerhouses also had the same gaze.

Surprised, astonished.

However, it is different from the Shengtian family.

In addition to their horror, what was more, was actually joy, excitement, and excitement.

"Go, the nine holy envoys, catch this son, I want to live!"

The Holy Spirit suddenly spoke.

In fact, with the strength of the Holy Soul, he can do it himself without even opening his mouth.

But he still spoke.

This shows that the heart of the Holy Soul is already a little flustered at this moment.

At the same time as he ordered, the Holy Spirit himself had already flown towards Wu Yun.

"The Son of Heaven's Chosen, there really is a Son of Heaven's Chosen, keep him, he is our hope."

"Even if we all die today, we must keep this son and bring him back to the Netherworld!"

Someone roared excitedly and excitedly.

Immediately, on the ground, the powerhouses of various ethnic groups who were planning to escape, also flew towards Wu Yun.

It was a gesture of lifelessness to protect Wu Yun.

"I'm going, what's the situation?"

Wu Yun said in shock, this scene really made him jump.

The actions of the Holy Celestial Clan and the powerhouses of the various clans below completely stunned him.

Moreover, what the chosen son, what the hell is that?

What Chosen Son?

He was just forcibly sent in, what does it have to do with the Son of Heaven in these people's mouths?

How inexplicably became the son of heaven in their mouths?

In order to protect himself temporarily, Wu Yun yelled at this fact while flying back quickly.

Said he had nothing to do with this matter, he was forced in, not the chosen one.

However, in the face of such an entire battle, Wu Yun's words seemed to be of no use.

Because no one listened to him at all.

The nine great saints are crazy, and they are attacking wildly.

The powerhouses of all races on the ground are also crazy.

They desperately wanted to keep Wu Yun, even at the cost of their own lives.

In just a moment, several strong men of different ethnic groups died in the hands of those holy envoys in order to save Wu Yun.

And, of course, the Holy Spirit.

He may not be so crazy, but he is no longer as calm and conceited as he was at the beginning.

They are also constantly shooting, trying to catch Wu Yun in person.

However, no matter how strong he was, he was dragged by the powerhouses of all ethnic groups who were desperate, but it was still difficult to get out for a while.

Fortunately, those powerhouses of all races have an advantage in numbers.

They are using the advantage of death at the cost of their lives to approach Wu Yun.

But Wu Yun couldn't understand why they were doing this.

Want to stop, want to do something.

But he found that in this level of combat, he couldn't do anything.

He can only wait for the situation to continue to develop.

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