Supreme Martial God Technique

"Is this the exit passage? I'll go take a look first and come back later to see if I can take Ying Wushuang and the others out!"

Wu Yun walked forward step by step with a smile on his lips.

In the illusion, he seemed to have lost his memory, completely forgetting everything that had just happened.

All he saw was the most beautiful scene in his imagination.

Seeing that he had arrived at the entrance, there was a passage filled with light in front of him. He could not see the end of the passage. After thinking about it, he decided to take a step and go in to have a look.

However, the moment Wu Yun took out his right foot and was about to step into the passage, he suddenly stopped again.

Because, vaguely, he seemed to hear the cry of the Divine Bell of Creation.

"Wu Yun, you brat, what are you doing? Come back quickly, it's an illusion..."

The sound was very vague and could not be heard clearly, but I could probably infer that this was what it meant.

Wu Yun stopped and looked back. There was a void behind him, and there was nothing there. It was exactly the same as when he first came to the third floor.

He didn't hear the sound of the Divine Bell of Creation again.

"Illusion!"

Wu Yun muttered to himself, then no longer hesitated, took a step forward, and entered the radiant passage directly.

Outside, the Divine Bell of Creation, who was bound by the spiritual energy shield, saw this scene, his expression froze, and his face was filled with disappointment.

"Alas, I still couldn't escape after all!"

After muttering to himself, the Divine Bell of Creation stopped struggling and sat cross-legged. He had given up.

Because he knew that after being swallowed by this dark vortex, Wu Yun would only have one outcome, death!

Unless someone powerful takes action, no more miracles can happen.

But obviously, this idea is redundant.

Not to mention that in this situation, it is impossible for a powerful person to take action. Even if there is, it will be too late.

"ah……"

"Where is this? It hurts so much. This is not the exit. Where is this? It hurts so much. My body is going to be torn to pieces!"

Wu Yun suddenly woke up after stepping into the passage.

The illusion has disappeared, and the radiant passage in front of him no longer exists.

What he saw at this moment was a narrow but terrifying dark space.

This dark space is filled with a terrifying dark vortex, or in other words, this entire dark space is a vortex.

Wu Yun could not stand at all, and his whole body rolled crazily with the rotation of the vortex.

The entire space was filled with a powerful and terrifying tearing force.

Wu Yun felt that his body might be torn into pieces at any time.

"Asshole, it's an illusion, I'm still in trouble!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. After a moment, he felt that his body was being disintegrated inch by inch, and cracks visible to the naked eye had appeared on his whole body.

"Old bastard, save me, come out quickly, save me, God of War, save me!"

Wu Yun could feel that this terrifying power had far exceeded the limit of what he could bear, and was no longer something he could handle.

He had no choice but to call for help, but no matter how he called for help, it had no effect.

He has been completely sealed in this dark space, and neither his voice nor his breath can reach the outside world.

Moreover, Wu Yun also knew that his plea for help would not have any effect. Not to mention that his voice could not be transmitted outside at all. Even if it could be transmitted, it would be of no effect.

Everything he did at the moment was unnecessary.

Because he has remembered what happened before.

The Divine Bell of Creation tried to forcefully break through the illusion by using the Desolate Heaven Creation Kung Fu, but failed. The owner of the Prison Tower used a spiritual energy shield to block it, making it impossible for him to save himself.

As for the Martial God, he was sleeping and was even less likely to wake up at this time.

Now, he can only rely on himself, but how can he do it on his own? This is no longer a force he can compete with.

There were more and more cracks appearing on his body, and blood burst out along with these cracks.

This kind of pain is indescribable, and Wu Yun's ability to bear it has reached a state close to the limit.

In fact, he was about to give up in despair. He felt that he was about to be dismembered into blood mist.

"No, no, I can't give up. I can't wait to die. Even if I can't do it, I still have to try!"

In despair, Wu Yun regained his strength. He endured the severe pain and tried his best to stabilize his body.

Even if it's impossible, he will make one last attempt.

Even if you die, you must die standing in resistance, and you must never give up resistance.

At this moment, the Taishang Martial God Art, the power of the nine veins, the semi-immortal bloodline, and the power of the immortal body of the immortal body.

All the power was exerted to the extreme.

At the same time, faced with this irresistible force, Wu Yun didn't know what to do to make a difference.

The shadow of the Martial God, the blessing of the Nine-Star Exquisite Tower!

All the powers he could use to amplify himself were used.

However, it still seems to have no effect.

But what Wu Yun didn't know was that it wasn't useless at all. At least, if he hadn't just regrouped and used all these methods of resistance, his body would have been completely decomposed at this moment.

However, that's all. It's impossible to save yourself with just this or that thing.

However, what Wu Yun didn't notice was that at this moment, above the dark space, there was a pair of deep eyes looking at him.

Originally, these deep eyes were just a routine glance to see if he was dead.

But at this moment, a hint of surprise flashed across these eyes.

In the blur, a voice seemed to ring out in the space, "Interesting, you can still hold on?"

"Who, who?"

Wu Yun seemed to have heard this voice, but he couldn't be sure because the voice was very vague.

However, at this moment, he didn't have the extra energy to judge the authenticity of this voice, because he had exerted all his abilities, but still couldn't save himself.

The cracks on his body were getting bigger and bigger. In some places, you could even see the white bones inside through the cracks in the flesh.

He had reached the last moment before being torn apart.

At this moment, Wu Yun no longer felt pain. When the pain reached the extreme, his senses would lose the ability to convey the pain.

He no longer felt pain. Before he died, he was just relying on his last will to make the last useless resistance.

The Supreme Martial God Technique