Chapter 694

The speed of the late Nascent Soul is more thoroughly reflected in Wang Baole, whose physical body has also reached the level of Nascent Soul, which makes his speed already surpassed that of his peers. At the same time, he has the blessing of Zhuduo Emperor's Armor, making him comparable to the speed of supernatural powers. There was also the explosion of the stars and nascent souls, which made its speed increase again, surpassing the initial stage of psychic power, and finally there was the weirdness of the Nightmare Art. All these factors formed Wang Baole's shocking extreme speed at the moment!

The ultimate speed may not be as convenient as teleportation in terms of the efficiency of traveling, but it has the momentum that teleportation does not have. This process is actually explosive power, and the principle of explosive power was established in the Federation thousands of years ago. It has long been proved that it is formed by multiplying strength by speed!

In this way, with Wang Baole's own strength and the solidity of the emperor's armor, combined with such an amazing speed, the lethality displayed by Wang Baole is like a piece of magic when he rushes towards the trapped second Weiyang clan's psychic power. Like a meteorite, it slammed away, shuttled through a large number of souls in an instant, and with a mighty momentum, amidst the shock and shrinking eyes of the second Weiyang clan, it directly smashed down head-on!

The psychic cultivator of the Weiyang tribe uttered a strong roar, and he felt a strong sense of life and death crisis. He raised his hands suddenly, and four other arms were torn out from the two ribs of his body. Six arms Two fists, two palms, two seals, aimed at Wang Baole who was coming at him, and tried his best to block it.

The roaring sound broke out in the sky, and the violent impact swept across the surroundings directly, setting off endless ripples, causing a large number of souls to scream and retreat, and the Tongshen of the Weiyang tribe retreated rapidly with blood spurting out, with a horrified expression and eyes full of shock. If you can't believe it, you will run away.

But it was still too late, Wang Baole's body approached like a meteor in an instant, and as the purpose of the nightmare behind him unfolded again, the power of immovability broke out again, and even this time Wang Baole clearly heard that there seemed to be a ghost in his mind. The voice roared with excitement, urging him to kill.

And at the moment when the eyes of the nightmare opened, the Weiyang tribe who was going backwards crazily was stunned, his whole body was shaken suddenly, his eyes were a little dull, even a little blurry, it seemed to come from the black eyes behind Wang Baole, whose gaze could turn into substance, in its eyes Under the shroud, his gaze was like a solid, freezing the Weiyang clan's psychic spirit in mid-air for an instant!

Although it is not impossible to struggle, even if there is more time, it is not difficult for the Weiyang clan to break out of this state, but in life and death, time is life!

The price of this pause was that Wang Baole was at that extreme speed, and when the moment was approaching, he raised his right hand without needing a magic weapon, and directly pressed his palm on the head of the Weiyang tribe's psychic power!

Candles start!

Amidst the roar, the body of the Weiyang tribe shriveled instantly, and it was as if a ball leaked air visible to the naked eye, and it shriveled up immediately!

It's not over, Nightmare is activated!

In an instant, the soul of the psychic cultivator of the Weiyang tribe was pulled out of the body by Yanmu, and turned into a ray of white light directly into the pupils. With the formation of the third purpose around Wang Baole, the Weiyang tribe lost its flesh and blood and lost its soul. The body of the monk directly became fly ash, falling into the starry sky and turning into dust.

This scene was witnessed by the third psychic monk of the Weiyang tribe and the fourth psychic monk who fought with Feng Qiuran. The two men's minds set off monstrous waves, and the shock in their hearts was indescribable. It was really Wang Baole who gave them this moment. It feels weird and powerful!

Killing two supernatural beings in a short period of time is enough to make the hearts of those in the same realm tremble, and more importantly, Wang Baole's image and supernatural powers are shocking.

Especially at this moment, behind Wang Baole, the one big, two small and three black eyes are wriggling strangely, as if they are chewing. After seeing it, people's scalp can't help but feel numb, as if they have encountered a great horror.

"What kind of skill is this!!"

"This kind of technique that almost affects the rules is already in the category of Taoism. It can't be performed without a planet. Why can this person use it!!" The two were shocked in their hearts. At this moment, they had no idea of ​​continuing to fight. The only thought was to escape , but it is a pity that one of them is restrained by Feng Qiuran, and the other is surrounded by the soul body. It is difficult to escape in a short time, and they can't help but become more anxious.

In the fear of these two monks, Feng Qiuran was shocked as much, or even more. There is no doubt that the scenes of Wang Baole made her feel unbelievable every time, especially the current changes, which shocked Feng Qiuran's heart. Instinctively produce the meaning of trembling.

What made her tremble was not Wang Baole, but the black eyes behind Wang Baole, those eyes gave her an extremely evil feeling, as if the place where these eyes were located, compared with them, all evils are good!

As for Wang Baole, after devouring the second cultivator of the Weiyang tribe, he seemed to be normal without any obvious changes, but in fact he clearly felt that in the depths of his heart, the will from the Yanmu Jue followed His own killings are growing rapidly, it seems that the more he kills, the more astonishing his growth rate will be.

"It's a bit strange. I haven't seen anyone mention it in Mingmeng's classics about the birth of will in Nightmare Art." Wang Baole shook his head. At this moment, he doesn't have time to think too much about it. , although the will in the Nightmare Art is a crisis, but the Weiyang Clan in front of him is also a crisis.

"Without the present, how can we talk about the future." Wang Baole squinted his eyes, with a cold light shining in his eyes, his body swayed again, and went straight to the third psychic cultivator of the Weiyang tribe who was besieged by the soul body.

From devouring the previous trance to taking the step now, although Wang Baole thought about the will of Yanmu Jue in Wang Baole's mind, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just a few breaths. Approaching suddenly, the trapped third Weiyang clan psychic let out a shrill roar, and the fear in his heart was like a tide that almost made him collapse.

He knew very well that he was not Wang Baole's opponent. Under the black eyes of the other party, his fate would be the same as that of the previous two companions. Instead of being completely destroyed, he would be completely devoured!

Compared with the latter, it is good to have the opportunity to choose the former in the case of certain death. Therefore, the third Weiyang Clan psychic cultivator, with his eyes showing madness in his miserable smile at the moment, unexpectedly at the moment Wang Baole approached, his body Exploding suddenly, the body of the Dao Palace exploded directly, and the three-headed and six-armed Weiyang clan's battle body was directly revealed.

"My life and death, only you can decide!" At the moment when the battle body was exposed, a self-destructive force suddenly erupted from him.

But at the moment when the self-explosion began to spread, and the battle body of the psychic cultivator instantly shattered... Wang Baole's divine sense opened the three black eyes at the same time, echoed in all directions, and fell into the psychic soul that was already in the process of shattering. In the mind of the monk.

"you are wrong."

This was the last sound he heard in his life. In the next moment, the self-explosive fluctuation suddenly paused in the starry sky, as if his eyes were frozen into reality. At the moment of pause, Wang Baole walked by him one step at a time. Walking with him, apart from the shattered body, there was also the soul that was not completely shattered.

Until the next moment, when the three black eyes behind Wang Baole closed and the starry sky returned to normal, a fourth black eye appeared behind him!

But at the moment when the fourth eye appeared, an angry roar exploded in the starry sky.

"Wang Baole!!" This voice is no stranger to Wang Baole, it is Taoist Youran. Obviously, no matter how fast Wang Baole moved, he still killed three psychics. Taoist Youran noticed the change here, and although he was angry, he couldn't leave. The big ship, but still chose to shoot!

And his attack was not himself, but... that terrifying Weiyang Clan Dao Ship!

At the moment when the roar reverberated in all directions, from the direction of Mercury, there was a red light beam with a thickness of a thousand feet. It exploded and shot directly, traveling through the starry sky, hitting black holes one after another, and arrived at the place where Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran were in the blink of an eye. !

The speed is so fast and the momentum is astonishing, as if it has turned into a light source, dazzling and bright, with infinite destruction, sweeping directly with the power of almost psychic Dzogchen!

The intense crisis did not make Wang Baole lose his composure. He turned around without the slightest hesitation, his eyes showing madness. Light beam, just press it.

"Nightmare shattered!"