Supreme Martial God Technique

"Ah~~Ah~~Ah..."

Heart-rending wails sounded in the void space of the Divine Bell of Creation.

Wu Yun was on the verge of collapse at this moment.

My whole brain seemed to be shattered.

too painful!

Life is worse than death!

Along with Wu Yun's wails, there were also the wails of the Divine Bell of Creation.

Although he and Wu Yun often bickered on weekdays.

But after getting along for so long, he and Wu Yun have already established an inseparable friendship.

In fact, it cannot be said to be friendship.

For a being like him who has existed for millions of years, there is no such thing as friendship.

He just admired Wu Yun very much, it could even be said that he admired him.

Because he had never seen a young man of Wu Yun's age who dared to be so brave and brave.

Especially this time, it strengthened the God of Creation’s appreciation and admiration for Wu Yun.

In other words, this is actually recognizing the Lord.

Although the Divine Bell of Creation is far from what Wu Yun can compare with today, both in terms of strength and age.

But no matter how powerful the Divine Bell of Creation is or how many years it has been around.

After all, he is just a divine weapon.

Due to the limitations of the laws of heaven, he will never be able to be on an equal footing with humans.

No matter how unwilling he is, one day he will be surrendered and accept humans as his masters.

As for Wu Yun, he was already unconsciously recognized as the master by the Divine Bell of Creation.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

After all, Wu Yun looks too weak now.

Therefore, seeing Wu Yun in such pain that life was worse than death, the heart of the God of Creation was cramping like needles.

As much as Wu Yun was in pain, he was heartbroken.

Let’s look at Shenlong Wuhun again.

In just this moment, Shenlong Wuhun had already experienced more than ten struggles.

He has been struggling with whether he should give up the supply of dragon energy.

He thought that as long as he stopped the supply of dragon energy, Wu Yun's pain would disappear.

However, he was wrong.

His dragon energy only assists the fusion.

Now Wu Yun's soul has fallen into the devouring martial soul.

No matter whether he stopped or not, Wu Yun's pain could not be relieved.

But Shenlong Wuhun was unaware of all this.

Finally, Shenlong Wuhun could no longer bear to watch his master endure the torture.

With a cry, he said: "Master, although I don't know what you are going to do, stop it. If you can, let me bear all this for you. I will stop the supply of dragon energy."

"Don't, I, I order you, don't, don't stop!"

Just when Shenlong Wuhun was about to withdraw, Wu Yun suddenly stopped his painful wailing for a short time.

He squeezed out a few firm words from between his teeth.

Hearing Wu Yun's voice, both the Divine Dragon Spirit and the Divine Bell of Creation secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this did not stop Wu Yun's continued torture.

But they can at least be sure that Wu Yun still maintains a trace of sanity.

He hasn't broken down yet.

Wu Yun's words also made Shenlong Wuhun stop thinking about taking back the dragon energy.

He could hear the determination and fearlessness in Wu Yun's words.

Over the years, he had somewhat understood his master's temper.

He knew that as long as it was his master Wu Yun's decision, there would be no turning back.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, we will not retreat even half a step.

Gritting his teeth, he heard Shenlong Wuhun say: "Forget it, Master, I support your decision. This time, no matter you succeed or not, I will go with you. If you fail, I will also destroy my body. Disappear from this world!"

Wu Yun naturally heard all this.

However, he didn't reply.

Suddenly, he suddenly turned over in mid-air.

Fall back to the ground and cross your legs again.

His eyes were closed tightly, although the pain on his face still did not dissipate.

Although his body was still shaking slightly from pain.

However, at this time, he could clearly see the difference from before.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Yun's mouth.

Although this smile, in his painful expression, was even uglier than crying.

But he was actually smiling.

After a moment, the difficult tone of enduring pain came out of Wu Yun's mouth word by word.

"Oh, little dragon, don't worry, follow me, you can only reach the top and there will be no death!"

Suddenly, Wu Yun changed the subject.

Gritting his teeth, he said sternly: "Swallowing Martial Spirit, I am your master. Whatever I ask you to do, you have to do it. Stop it!"

In an instant, Wu Yun's thoughts moved.

The Taishang Martial God Technique operates at ten times the speed.

Around the body, over and over again.

Compared with normal operation, the consumption of the physical body and spiritual energy is also increased exponentially by the double-speed operation technique.

But these consumptions were compared with the pain he was suffering at the moment.

Not worth mentioning at all.

And Wu Yun is also making a last ditch effort.

This was indeed his last resort.

At this moment, he could still maintain his sanity and compete with the Devouring Martial Soul for his soul.

It is because of the strong spiritual energy of Taishang Martial God Art.

If the spiritual energy is exhausted, Wu Yun will also die.

And consuming spiritual energy ten times faster is really a helpless move.

The so-called victory in danger.

This is Wu Yun's last ditch effort.

Wu Yun knew that if he operated normally, he would have no chance of saving his soul from the swallowing martial soul.

Only this last ditch effort,

After the Taishang Martial God Art was circulated for dozens of days, the original force was seen to overflow from Wu Yun's body.

The spiritual energy scattered everywhere in the void space gathered together again.

Under Wu Yun's control, the thick spiritual energy gathered together into river-like spiritual energy pillars.

Wu Yun endured the pain and poured these spiritual energy pillars into the Devouring Martial Spirit.

Normally, these spiritual energy pillars will be devoured directly after entering the Swallowing Martial Spirit.

Then it was transformed into spiritual energy again and entered Wu Yun's body.

But this time, Wu Yun was determined to fight to the death.

Before Devouring Martial Soul prepares to devour these spiritual energy pillars.

Suddenly there was a loud roar.

"Give me a blockade!"

The spiritual energy pillar actually started to rotate rapidly following the rotation trajectory of the Devouring Martial Soul.

Soon, it gathered into a vortex of spiritual energy that resembled a closed space.

All the devouring air vents that devoured martial souls were sealed.

Although there will still be spiritual energy that will be swallowed up by the Devouring Martial Spirit.

However, under Wu Yun's control, the rotation speed of his spiritual energy vortex was basically the same as the rotation speed of the swallowing martial soul.

As a result, the swallowing speed of the Devouring Martial Spirit is greatly slowed down.

The speed at which Devouring Martial Soul is devouring spiritual energy at this moment is compared to Wu Yun's ten times faster supply of spiritual energy.

It can almost be said to be ignored.

"It's done!"

Wu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, his trembling body and painful expression gradually dissipated.

Although there was still a dull pain in his mind.

However, his soul has been successfully saved.

At this moment, his soul was already suspended in the protection of the spiritual vortex.

No longer torn apart by the devouring martial soul.

And under the control of Wu Yun, the dragon energy that gathered together began to slowly move towards the fusion of his soul.

"Oh, I said, I am your master, how can I be controlled by you!"

This time, Wu Yun finally showed a smile on his face.

This is a confident smile without pain.

"Haha, brat, you are such a genius, you actually came up with this method."

"It's really wonderful, wonderful. It can not only let the Devouring Martial Soul play its proper role, but also let the spiritual energy vortex protect your soul from being harmed!"

"The more complicated a thing is, the simpler the solution is. It's smart. It's really smart!"

The Divine Bell of Creation praised without hesitation.

In fact, he knew very well how powerful and terrifying Wu Yun was, the devourer of martial souls.

He even knew that the ability displayed by this Devouring Martial Spirit was only less than one-tenth of it.

He even believed that Wu Yun would definitely die this time.

But he never expected that Wu Yun would resolve it so easily.

This method didn't even occur to him.

Of course, the only one who can use this method to resolve the devouring power of swallowing martial souls is Wu Yun as the master.

If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid it would have been swallowed up completely.

However, after being relieved, the Divine Bell of Creation still reminded: "You brat, don't be proud, don't be happy too early, the spiritual energy in your body can't be sustained for long if the spiritual energy is transported ten times at such a speed, you have to calculate your time carefully!"

Wu Yun naturally thought about this question.

Of course, Wu Yun is also confident, as long as there are no other surprises.

The spiritual energy in his body can support him to supply it at ten times the speed for more than a quarter of an hour, which is still no problem.

Watching the dragon energy being integrated into the soul bit by bit.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and Wu Yun was relaxed.

He couldn't help but ask.

"Old bastard, am I proud?"

"I……"

The God of Creation Zhong never expected that at this moment, Wu Yun would actually have the heart to joke with him.

I was speechless for a moment.

When Shenlong Wuhun saw all this, he was completely relieved.

Now his master is not only no longer in pain, he can even joke.

Come to think of it, the problem has been solved.

He doesn't need to worry about the next thing, it's enough to just continuously deliver dragon energy.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Estimated according to Wu Yun's time.

Within a quarter of an hour, the integration was successful.

Now, nearly a third of the time has passed.

And look at the divine soul suspended in the whirlpool of devouring martial souls and spiritual energy.

It also began to change.

According to Wu Yun's estimate, it is exactly the same as the time spent, and the fusion is about one-third.

At this moment, Wu Yun could already feel it faintly.

Changes in the soul.

He could feel that his soul was beginning to exude a trace of the real dragon's breath.

This feeling is indescribable.

I can't say whether it has become stronger than before.

Because man and dragon are the lord of all spirits and the king of beasts.

Which one of them is stronger or weaker is not a matter of debate.

But what is certain is that his soul is definitely different at this moment.

Wu Yun thought that everything was successful.

However, just when everything was going on in such an orderly manner.

Suddenly, Wu Yun's expression changed.

Shout out!

At this moment, Wu Yun's eyes were seen staring at the beast with nose and ears in front of him.

According to its original traveling speed, Wu Yun had two quarters of an hour to merge.

Wu Yun, just in case, used Devouring Martial Spirit to shorten the fusion time to less than a quarter of an hour.

However, things didn't seem to go according to Wu Yun's ideas.

Just now, I didn’t know whether the beast with nose and ears reaching the sky had a convulsion or discovered something.

I saw it suddenly accelerate and rush towards the direction where Wu Yun was hiding.

According to the current speed, the time left for Wu Yun will be less than half a quarter of an hour!

As for the progress of Wu Yun's integration at the moment.

In half a quarter of an hour, complete integration will never be achieved.

"Oops, did this beast find out anything?"

Wu Yun panicked and whispered to himself.

Supreme Martial God Technique