Chapter 696: Immortal Hand!

Since stepping on the road of practice, Wang Baole has experienced many life and death crises, whether it was the big tree back then, or the change of the moon, or the life and death escape in the Martian ghost vessel, and the narrow escape on the ancient bronze sword. They all went through smoothly, but in fact, as long as there is one carelessness, his bones may have turned into fly ash at this moment.

And his killings, from the first attack on the airship to the present, he himself does not remember how many people who wanted to destroy his future were beheaded.

If it were another monk, maybe his personality would gradually become cold and cold, but this did not exist for Wang Baole, because in his bones, he was a person who was ruthless to himself. Only when he was ruthless to himself could he be ruthless to the enemy. It's just that the habits Wang Baole has developed since he was a child, coupled with his previous chubby appearance, no matter whether it is deliberate or acquired, will give people a sense of honesty and optimism.

This is the disguise that Wang Baole has learned since childhood!

However, under the influence of the Nightmare Art, this disguise has been weakened a lot, so that at this moment, Wang Baole, after uncovering the simplicity and optimism, completely revealed his true character.

The slaughter erupted in an instant. With the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul, the strength of the Emperor's Armor with candles, the blessing of the stars and the Nascent Soul, and the weirdness of the Nightmare Art, all these created a demon god-like... ...Wang Baole!

The sound of booming continuously turned into ripples, and spread out in all directions on this battlefield. All the people under the Nightmare Art who were condensed by the gaze, even if they were only frozen for a moment, the price is still life!

The countless red meridians from Wang Baole's emperor armor, like red snakes, penetrated all the surviving people around with his impact, not to mention Wang Baole's berserk speed, which made it impossible for him even if he just slammed into it. As if destroying the dead, directly suppressing everything in a bloody mess.

At the same time, the absorption from Zhuduo also went crazy at this moment, making Wang Baole's imperial armor visibly ferocious to the naked eye, and the white threads in it increased, until not only formed bones, but also spread to the outside of the body, giving birth to bone spurs. It's nothing, under the frantic killing, the will in Wang Baole's Nightmare Art seems to send out cheers and desires that are extremely excited.

Greedily devouring one soul after another, black eyes formed one after another behind Wang Baole. Even if the froze effect of the nightmare disappeared in the next moment, and the surrounding monks returned to normal, what was waiting for them was still death!

It's really... Panic, horror, despair and other emotions have already started from Wang Baole, and they have spread crazily in this killing, covering the hearts of everyone here, making it impossible for them to organize together to form a concentrated force at this moment. counterattack, and this... is one of the reasons why Wang Baole chose to take the initiative!

What he wants is deterrence and killing. He is very clear about the mentality and expressions of these Taoist monks he is facing, and he is also very clear that if he hesitates, it will definitely fuel his arrogance. With the cooperation of monks, even though it is not difficult for Wang Baole to kill Tongshen, he also has self-knowledge, knowing that by himself, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of all the people gathered together!

After all, although ants are small, if there are too many ants, the king of beasts will be frightened!

Therefore, deterrence is extremely important at this moment, and the black eyes transformed by Nightmare Art, although they can affect everyone after closing and opening every time, they still have their limits after all. , the effect is also weakened.

This gave the monks in the surrounding Taoist palace a buffer. Under the orders of those monks of the Weiyang tribe, under the stimulation of military rewards and the madness of the crowd, they began to integrate.

But the signs had just appeared in this gathering, and what awaited them was Wang Baole's silent recitation... Taoist scriptures!

The power of the Taoist scriptures, instead of the Nightmare Jue's frozen eyes, descended with a bang, shaking the monks in the Taoist palace, and at the same time, the killing... started again!

In this way, Wang Baole has fallen into a certain kind of madness, which undoubtedly came from the lock of Mercury, which made him feel cold in his heart. The crisis of life and death made him have a cold feeling that his life did not belong to him.

Fortunately... With the killing, with the increase of nightmares behind him, every time there is one more, the cold feeling of life and death crisis will be reduced by a little.

"Not enough, not enough!!" Wang Baole's eyes were red, and he even forgot where he was. Under the intense crisis, he instinctively pursued the warmth that would make him no longer cold. , no one can be killed!

kill!

Wang Baole stepped out, and approached a monk of the Weiyang tribe when he appeared. At the moment when the monk was about to back away in horror, Wang Baole didn't even look at this person, and directly bumped into his body. With a bang, the monk of the Weiyang tribe Ordinary people were hit by planes, their bodies were smashed to pieces, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed!

kill! !

Without pausing, Wang Baole jumped down, struggling to withstand the magical weapons from hundreds of people from all directions. While the emperor's armor was trembling, the magic weapon in his right hand burst out with a bright light, and suddenly slashed forward, forming a huge ball of lightning light, shattering The cracks exploded, forming a net shape, covering a range of thousands of feet, burning everything!

Although the effect of this kind of killing is great, the consumption of Wang Baole itself is equally astonishing. Even if it is supplemented by Emperor Armor's Zhu Duo, it will not last long. After all, there are too many monks in the Dao Palace!

Especially the Weiyang clan among the Taoist monks, their suppression and orders from Taoist Youran made the monks on the battlefield still persist under such circumstances, and they were waiting for the moment when Wang Baole's momentum weakened!

They are like springs. Under this continuous endurance, as long as Wang Baole shows weakness, they will explode in one fell swoop, but the spring also has a limit. If the pressure is too high, not only will there be no chance of explosion, but they will be crushed directly!

After the roar of killing echoed for half a stick of incense, the spring... shattered!

The entire battlefield was in this chaos, the monks around finally couldn't bear it, collapsed, and I don't know who started it first, they chose to retreat in horror, and everyone else did the same. The whole battlefield seemed to be receding. Generally, there is a breakdown.

"I don't want military exploits anymore, this guy is not human!!"

"I still have a way to go, and there are more things to do. I will not be a stone that is destined to be crushed to stop this person!!"

This kind of disintegration also affected the subsequent monk army, making the entire battlefield seem to be in turmoil. This scene had already made Feng Qiuran's heart tremble. She looked at Wang Baole and the Taoist monks around her. The indescribable complexity finally turned into a sigh.

And now as they dispersed, in the center of the battlefield, Wang Baole, who was in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, also showed his figure. The red emperor's armor was already strange, and the most amazing thing was behind him... At this moment, it was like a cloak What emerged were tens of thousands of black eyes! !

These black eyes were all closed, but their wriggling and distortion of the surrounding starry sky made Wang Baole stand there, against the backdrop of countless corpses around him, as if a real demon god had come to the world!

"It's a bit reluctant, but it's still not enough!" Wang Baole's chest heaved, his mental exhaustion and physical weakness made him unable to hold on, but the supplement from the Emperor Armor and the will from the Nightmare Art left him in a state of exhaustion and During the excitement, this feeling made Wang Baole's eyes red like blood, and his body flickered as he was about to chase him down.

But at this moment...Suddenly, from the direction of Mercury, there was a strange sound that echoed in the starry sky. Following this sound, those black lightning gathered from the large Weiyang clan ship on Mercury, instantly The outbreak!

These innumerable black lightnings no longer form thousands of light beams, but reach the level of tens of thousands of feet, and what is transformed into is not a light beam, but a big hand made of pitch-black lightning!

This big hand swept across the starry sky, with a coercion that surpassed the power of the gods, and with a terrifying aura that was infinitely close to the spirit fairy, it suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and it suddenly grabbed Wang Baole!

From a distance, this big hand is nothing compared to the entire starry sky, but on this battlefield, it is vast and shocking. It seems that it will be completely smashed together with Wang Baole and the surrounding starry sky, burying everything!