God-Like Extraction Chapter 305: [Mighty and domineering Su Wusheng]
"Tian Gang Fu Mo Shou" can't be broken, and "Sword Eye" can't be broken.
Nine soul rings?
Nine soul rings don't work either, the nine soul rings are biased towards other, various auxiliary functions.
In terms of killing, the Dragon Saber is the strongest.
Thinking of this, Su Jingxing moved his mind and summoned the Youlongdao who stayed in the imaginary world to come to Qingyun Mountain from the lower realm.
Shua!
The light of the knife flashed from the sky.
Youlong Dao turned into a ball of white light, tore through the air, and with a violent whistling sound, it fell from the sky and hit the silver mask.
"Boom!——"
Pale light, reflecting the world, drowning everything.
Under the silver mask, Ouyang Chan, Lu Wuchang and others all lowered their heads and closed their eyes, not daring to look directly.
The members of the "God of Cookery" organization, such as gold face, silver face, and copper face, were also forced to bow their heads.
The contest between the divine soldiers and the ancient spirit soldiers, at this moment, started a brutal collision.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom~"
The crashing sound that reaches the soul, resounds non-stop, and echoes between the heaven and the earth.
The ball of light formed by Youlongdao never dissipates. When the blade rotates, it releases a powerful force and strikes downward.
The 100-meter-high stone pillar was also rotating, causing circles of ripples to appear on the surface of the silver mask, offsetting the attack of Youlongdao.
The two forces melted continuously, producing shock waves that swept across the forest.
One downward attack, one defensive defuse.
In a short period of time, no one can do anything to anyone.
It lasted for a while, and with a thought, Su Jingxing controlled the Youlongdao, returned to the virtual world, and took his place to sit in charge, so as to facilitate the early warning.
Without the attack, the 100-meter-high stone pillar stopped rotating, and the ripples on the silver mask disappeared.
"Huh? Martial Sage of Yu Kingdom, why did you stop?"
Under the light mask, the silver-masked man shouted loudly with a smile, "Our spirit weapon won't last long. Lord Wusheng persists a few more times, and it will be broken. So quickly Stop, don't you want to continue?"
What?
Lu Wuchang, who was excited, froze when he heard the call.
Looking up at the sky, panic appeared in his eyes.
Su Yao is almost the same, with the others, his face full of panic.
Wu Sheng can't break the mask?
Wouldn't it be impossible to save them?
Are they both going to die?
"I knew it would be like this." Ouyang Chan sighed.
Dare to open the holy banquet in Qingyun Mountain, the gold, silver, and copper noodles cannot be unprepared.
Others are afraid of Martial Saints, but their "God of Cookery" is not afraid.
In the super-grade realm, the "God of Cookery" did kill him in ancient times!
At present, it is nothing surprising to block Wu Sheng with the ability of the ancient spirit soldiers.
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It's really not a surprise to block the blow of the magic soldier.
Su Jingxing's soul could see that the 100-meter-high stone pillar supporting the silver mask was a treasure.
Foreign treasures against divine weapons, no one can do anything to them.
This is not surprising.
Especially the power of the Dragon Saber was just born, and the power of the divine weapon is not much accumulated.
What happened to the 100-meter-high stone pillar, through the mask, Su Jingxing couldn't judge for a while.
But it doesn't mean that Su Jingxing has nothing to do with it.
Destroy God!
Su Jingxing still had a shot of "Mie Shen", which he kept in his hand.
With the power of "Mie Shen", Su Jingxing couldn't break through the silver mask if he didn't believe it.
So.
The moment the silver-masked man's strange laughter fell, Su Jingxing's soul suddenly released the last shot of "Mie Shen".
Whoosh~!
The extremely bright light tore through the void, passed through layers of space, and landed on the silver mask.
The indestructible mask lasted only two seconds before collapsing and dissipating into nothingness.
Boom!
As soon as the mask disappeared, Su Jingxing's original soul quickly wrapped up the power of the martial saint and suppressed the altar.
"Put, puff, puff~!"
A series of kneeling sounds came out, gold face, silver face, copper face, all members of the "God of Cookery" organization knelt on the ground, unable to move.
Facing the domineering oppression from the soul level, no one on the altar can bear it.
This is the gap in realm.
No matter how powerful the treasure is, if it does not have the existence of soul and spirit, it still needs to be manipulated by others to function.
Unfortunately, it is difficult for them to even move at the moment, so they don't care about other things.
The stone pillar with a height of 100 meters fell into dead silence before it was reactivated.
Hundreds of people kneeled on the altar, and the scene was quite spectacular.
Ouyang Chan, Lu Wuchang, Su Yao and the others saw it in their eyes, and at the same time they were shocked and delighted.
Success!
"I knew it, I knew it!" Lu Wuchang's brows danced with joy, and he said excitedly, "I knew my intuition would not be wrong, the martial saint is mighty, the martial saint is domineering, the martial saint is the coolest..."
Steeply, Su Jingxing Yuanhun turned his head to look at Lu Wuchang.
The yelling Lu Wuchang became dumb all of a sudden, and sneered at Su Jingxing, not daring to make any further noises.
The corners of Su Jingxing's mouth under the mask twitched as he was wrapped in the thunder dragon bone armor.
Lu Wuchang is really the same as before.
Withdrawing his gaze, Su Jingxing Yuanhun looked at the gold face, silver face, and copper face, the three leaders of the "God of Cookery" organization.
Gold face, copper face, silent response, seems to admit defeat.
The silver-masked man was a little excited, unwilling to shout, "Wu Sheng calm down, we are just joking, there is no real cooking, and, I am..."
Whee~
Boom!
A sword light flashed ~IndoMTL.com~ The silver-masked man's head exploded, and he couldn't die any more.
【Card+1】
Omitting the prompt, Su Jingxing opened the sword eye, releasing beams of sword light, and harvested the members of the "God of Cookery" organization.
Whee~
Boom!
Whee~
Boom!
Whee~
…
The sword light flashed quickly one after another, and the heads of the members of the "God of Cookery" organization exploded one after another.
【Card+40】
【Card+70】
…
Waiting for all the members with reverse "food" tattoos, kill them all.
The eyes of Su Jingxing's soul fell on Ouyang Chan and his party.
"Wu...Wu Sheng Mingjian, we...we have never harmed a compatriot!"
Ouyang Chan bit the bullet and opened his mouth with difficulty, fighting for himself a chance to survive.
"Although we belong to the same organization, the power we inherit and the way to become stronger are completely different."
"Strictly speaking, we are the real 'eating gods', and they are 'eating demons'."
"In the beginning, we only had the 'God of Cookery'. More than seven thousand years ago, the 'Demon Eater' was split."
"The'Evil Eater' sword is slanted, and the promotion speed is faster, but our'Eat God' is hard to find materials and limited in strength, so we rarely win in the orthodox battle."
"Although there have been clarifications, we will not be able to clean up the 'eating demon' if it is not eliminated for a day. After all, we all have tattoos of the word 'food' on our bodies."
"This 'food' tattoo, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to see the difference."
"Once it is branded, it cannot be removed for life."
"According to the ancient legend of our organization, the 'food' tattoo hides a big secret, but after so many years, none of us can crack it."
After Ouyang Chan finished speaking, he looked at Su Jingxing expectantly, waiting for the final verdict.
Live or die?