Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1218: Magic

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Chapter 1218 The Demon

"Han, get out of here!" Zhao Mingguang swaggered into Han Yu's palace.

This year, his cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and by this time he has broken through to the seventh layer of King Wu. Although it was one level lower than Han Yu a year ago, Zhao Mingguang couldn't wait to come to Han Yu to show off his power.

He thought that Han Yu had been trapped here for a year, unable to practice, and his cultivation level had been standing still.

Han Yu does not make progress, and his huge progress is his proud capital, with the confidence to show off and bury Han Yu.

Zhao Mingguang walked through the corridor, and every step he stepped on would make the palace tremble, and the strength of King Wu Qizhong was undoubtedly revealed.

"Han, did you dare to come out to see me? I remember that you were not very arrogant before, how come you have become a coward now!" Zhao Mingguang looked around looking for Han Yu's whereabouts, but his mouth It's a constant irony.

This palace is very big, Zhao Mingguang did not find Han Yu in the front hall, and entered the back hall decisively. The moment he stepped into the apse, a powerful energy fluctuation caught his attention.

"A strong energy fluctuation." Zhao Mingguang frowned slightly, and walked in the air, slowly sneaking towards the place where the energy fluctuated. Soon he arrived outside Han Yu's room.

"It's the energy coming from Han Yu's room. This kid is cultivating?" Zhao Mingguang rolled his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cruel sneer, he lifted his foot and kicked in front of the door of the room. on.

When you are practicing, you should avoid interruption. If you are not careful, you may get into trouble. Zhao Mingguang's move is uneasy and kind.

The door was kicked open, Zhao Mingguang walked in.

Han Yu sits cross-legged on the bed, his breath rises and falls, his body is constantly steaming black air.

When the aura is strong to a certain level, Zhao Mingguang feels more pressured and can't get close to Han Yu; when the black aura is strong, the magic is intriguing.

"What kind of mentality does this person cultivate? How can he have such a strong demon nature? Is he a stranger to evil spirits?" Zhao Mingguang was a little surprised, and would not dare to approach Han Yu for a while.

He sensed Han Yu's breath, and his heart trembled suddenly.

"Unexpectedly, this evil thief has reached the peak of King Martial Arts, and is attacking the level of King Martial Arts Realm. This cultivation speed is too shocking to the world, right?"

The breath that ordinary people break through is bound to be extremely strong. But at this time, Han Yu encountered a special situation, and his aura started to be restrained. If he didn't feel it carefully, it would be difficult to find that he is now an ordinary cultivation and is still hitting the level.

"In my Zhao family's ten outstanding people, there has never been a person who has entered the realm of Wuhuang. He has already reached this point. How can there be such a powerful person in this world?"

Zhao Mingguang was very scared. At this moment, he was truly impressed by Han Yu's ability.

"No, if he is allowed to break through, how many of the younger generation will be his opponents? It will be even more difficult for me to kill him!"

Zhao Mingguang's thoughts turned, and suddenly he had a poisonous plan.

"Han Yu, ah, Han Yu, you met me Zhao Mingguang in this life, it is destined to be a tragedy!" Zhao Mingguang raised his palm, his vitality surged, rushed to his right hand, raised his palm, and slapped Han Yu with one palm. .

At this moment, as long as Han Yu is disturbed a little, Han Yu may fall into a place where he cannot be recovered. Zhao Mingguang is very cruel, and directly displays the mysterious powers of the intermediate stage, without giving Han Yu the slightest chance.

Zhao Mingguang didn't want to attract the attention of outside masters. He only played 10% of his power, but this one was scary enough.

The energy palm print heavily patted Han Yu's chest, patted Han Yu out and smashed through the palace wall.

"Puff!"

Han Yu vomited blood violently, and blood stained the sky.

"Buzzing..."

Han Yu's body suddenly resembled a windsock, rushing out of the terrifying air current, and the whole body suddenly formed a terrifying whirlwind.

Han Yu's body was lifted upright by the whirlwind, and started to spin with the whirlwind.

"Hmph, let you be a cultivating genius, a peerless arrogant talent, and now you are not dead!" Zhao Mingguang smiled triumphantly and turned around to leave.

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, a arrogant sound of laughter came from behind. The sound was so loud that the palace wall began to split, and Zhao Mingguang's head was about to split.

Zhao Mingguang hurriedly covered his ears and looked back, suddenly dumbfounded.

I saw Han Yu in the whirlwind, already standing up, countless black energy, like a giant python, revolving around him, the devilish energy is overwhelming, the fierce energy is crippling.

"You..."

Zhao Mingguang was so frightened that he walked backwards backwards. At this time, Han Yu looked so terrible, he seemed to have changed a person.

His face is as cold as ice, and a pair of eyes are like black holes, with black air lingering in them, and neither the whites of the eyes nor the pupils of the eyes can be seen.

"Sneak attack, die!"

As soon as Han Yu probed his hand, Zhao Mingguang's body flew towards Han Yu involuntarily. No matter what method he used, he could not break free from the invisible imprisonment. He wanted to use magical powers, but found that his vitality was imprisoned and unable to be used.

"Come and save me!" Zhao Mingguang shouted.

The master outside, who had been alarmed, rushed in.

"Boom boom boom..."

The surrounding palace walls were all shattered, and the entire palace was destroyed soon, and three people surrounded Han Yu. Two martial emperors one heavy, one martial emperor two masters.

After Gong Chaoyang left, the people sent by the Zhao family to monitor Han Yu were all downgraded.

The three of them were shocked when they saw Han Yu, who was hovering in the air with black air. At this time, Han Yu looked like a heinous demon.

Zhao Mingguang was pinched by his neck, just like an ordinary person with no hands to bind a chicken.

"Han Yu, don't be foolish, let him go!" Wu Huang's second man hurriedly stopped.

"Let him go, hahaha..." Han Yu raised his head and laughed wildly.

"This is the nourishment for the little baby in my body, it would be a shame to let it go!" Han Yu said to himself, with a fierce expression in his eyes.

"Shit!"

I saw him raise his left hand and lightly patted Zhao Mingguang's head. Zhao Mingguang's head was shattered, and a burst of blood rushed out of it, which was swallowed by Han Yu openly.

The orange dragon in his body became even more excited after swallowing Zhao Mingguang's blood origin qi.

"Huh?" The three of the Zhao family were so scared that their hairs stood upright. This is too cruel, too bloody, right?

"Give it back to you!"

Han Yu casually threw it away, and Zhao Mingguang's headless corpse flew to the master of Wuhuang Second Layer.

"The people in the Zhao family are all descendants of Emperor Wu, and they all have the blood of Emperor Wu. They can all contribute to the resurrection of my little baby. Tsk tsk tsk, it is the nourishment garden deliberately given to me by God!" Han Yu Looking at the three of them, a cruel smile appeared on their faces.