Chapter 1069 Trampled Into Mud

"The sea breeze is so comfortable." Youwu murmured: "So the environment in hell is so livable?"

He stood on the sea, his whole body was wet, his sticky hair stuck to his cheeks and neck, and his wet shirt outlined the beautiful curve of his waist and abdomen, like a beauty just out of the bath. No one has ever been able to combine the beauty of masculine hardness and feminine tenderness like him, like a work of art created by gods and demons, confusing the colors of chaos.

The sea below him has been dyed a deep dark red. Corpses floated on the sea, and these forgotten people who had lost their names once again lost their qualifications to exist.

But only a small number of enemies died, and more forgotten people were wandering in the air and the tide, and there were more white foams growing and condensing rapidly in the distance.

The Forsaken are not just blind and foolish killing weapons. They have indeed recovered to their former heyday, including their combat wisdom... They realize that the tactics of adding fuel to the fire are meaningless to Youwu. Standing in front of them is no longer a stray dog ​​running away with its head in its hands, but an immortal evil ghost crawling out of the hell of the end of the world.

If it was hunting just now, then now is the real war. They have the violence of destroying the world, but the opponent is violence itself.

Youwu tilted his neck, and his neck made a crisp sound.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, counting the power he could use: "One level of Hell Wing, Soul Heaven, only so many magic spirits, not many wonders, and the soul fusion degree is only 25%, the enemy is tens of thousands of demigods, this is really..."

Youwu narrowed his eyes slightly and shrugged his shoulders in boredom: "Boring."

Groups of souls flew out of the sea. Youwu clapped his hands and pressed them into dark blue paint. He dug with his fingertips and gently smeared them on the corners of his eyes. Then he tore open his shirt and smeared the blue paint on his chest, abdomen and arms, creating an evil and mysterious rune on his body surface.

"It feels so good... No wonder the mirror demon likes that guy so much."

Youwu's face flushed, and she murmured: "No, this can't just make Vishi happy. After Vishi is done, I will switch to Vishi's body to deal with Ash... Although the need to exchange consciousness was not considered at the beginning, adjusting the ruby ​​chain should be able to achieve this function.

Zheng!

The light that penetrated the sky and the earth instantly submerged Youwu's figure and evaporated thousands of tons of seawater below him, but a strange darkness appeared inside the shining light column. This is a mixed light column constructed by more than 700 demigods in cooperation with Wujian. Even the space collapsed, and the light was swallowed up to form a black hole.

The second level of hell has never been so bright since its birth, but the second level of hell has never been so bright since its birth. Seven hundred people once existed at the same time. The light column lasted for ten seconds, like a burning spear that would nail the sinners to death under the deep sea, and like a fateful purgatory that would burn the humble ants to death!

The strong light column suddenly weakened, and the deep sea was once again filled with a rich blood color. The sinners escaped from the light column and were killing in the deep sea!

Thousands of ice sorcerers launched wonders at the same time, and violent wind and snow blew over the sea, freezing the entire sea area, and even the sea tide turned into exquisite ice crystal sculptures!

Pop! The naked upper body of Youwu laughed wildly and broke through the ice. The charming and crazy laughter made the hearts of the forgotten people excited. He was surrounded by countless wailing ghosts, as if he was wearing a heavy suit of armor. He was Thousands of troops are like ten thousand horses. He is the embodiment of fear!

No need for any magic spirits. Youwu can gather ghosts to form defensive armor by just drawing specific runes on his body with soul pigments. Just like the physical magician's "God's Power" and the archer's "God's Prison", magicians who specialize in special magic will master some miracles that can be triggered without magic spirits.

The Forsaken closest to Youwu roared down, like the hammer of judgment, punishing the sinners who escaped from the ice.

Youwu showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands, and the "Soul Screaming Sound Wave" burst out from both sides, like two invisible giant hands slapping the physical magic demigod into blood mud like a fly, and then Youwu pinched it casually and grabbed a silent soul from the blood mud.

He smiled and rubbed the soul hard. The soul was torn into pieces in his hands bit by bit, but the soul did not fly away. Finally, the strong pain completely overwhelmed the limit of reason. The soul made a hoarse cry and merged into Youwu's ghost armor.

While Youwu was ravaging his soul, the other Forsaken had launched another world-destroying catastrophe. Millions of tons of seawater completely deviated from the limits of gravity and poured down on Youwu from the bottom up like a landslide and tsunami. The wind, fire, and lightning that destroyed the world were as dense as a rainstorm. Youwu looked up and saw that there was no concealed murderous intent in the sky and the sea.

I miss this kind of life that is hostile to the whole world.

Youwu's eyes were filled with mist, and he was so moved that he almost cried. Even his interest in going back to play Vichy was temporarily suppressed. He now wanted to recall the lost youth and re-experience it.

The taste of trampling everything he saw into mud!

The wonder "Refractive Guardian" and the "Ghost Armor" woven by Youwu are perfectly integrated. Now the Refractive Guardian is no longer only immune to one attack, but can be immune to all damage for a certain period of time. During this period, all damage will be converted into pain thousands of times and imposed on the ghosts on the armor. Until the ghosts are squeezed and destroyed to melt, the number of refractions will be consumed.

The mist swept through the torrential rain wantonly, like a blue petrel. When his mind swept across the Soul Heaven, all the magic spirits shivered and knelt on the ground. The substitute magic spirits even covered the key magic spirits such as the Heart Sword and prayed not to be noticed by the mist.

"Soul reflection, soul screaming sound waves, soul pressure, hum..."

Youwu looked disgusted. The high-ranking wonders that the demigod organization relied on were worse than rubbish in his eyes. "There are still a lot of key magic spirits in the demon form... let's just use them."

As the mist's mind circulates, a new wonder is built in the Soul Heaven at an incredible speed. You must know that once a certain node is out of balance when building a wonder, it will collapse instantly. Even if there is a detailed miracle technique, it usually takes dozens of failures to build it. To build a wonder from scratch, the construction time may even be years.

And Youwu used a bunch of magic spirits that he had seen for the first time, and casually built a brand new high-level spectacle involving hundreds of magic spirits in the Soul Heaven, as easily as playing with mud. The new wonder seemed to be a female statue that was nailed to the stake. It was not ferocious in appearance, and even had a pitiful beauty. However, all the magic spirits who were watching fainted without exception.

The magic spirits inside the wonder all looked haggard. After all, they had just been overloaded and shut down the "Demon Form" project. They hadn't had enough rest yet and were unable to operate new large-scale projects.

But for Youwu, this is not a problem at all. What he is best at is persuasion, whether it is with people or magic spirits.

A ghost in the armor quietly melted, the soul of despair was poured into the spectacle, and the huge fear swept away the exhaustion of the magic spirits. When the mist inputs the source power, all the magic spirits squeeze out the last bit of energy and go all out. The new wonder instantly responds to his call. The ghost armor on the body changes again, turning into a transparent and graceful dark gauze, which matches the faint blue of his upper body. The textures complement each other.

Wonder. Dark Soul Form!

The violent spectacle of the magic blew up the gauze skirt, but failed to leave a single ripple on it. Instead, it made the gauze dress's color darker.

The figure of the mist suddenly accelerated, like a faint color passing through the sky, rushing into the caster group of the Forgotten. As he let out a roar, the scream sound wave of his soul that almost turned into substance instantly shook all the demigods around him into blood mist.

The Slaughterer spread out his empty wings wantonly, and closed his eyes to enjoy this wonderful joy among the blood flowers in the sky.

The surrounding Forgotten people were down for a while. They could not understand what was happening in front of them. They needed to re-evaluate the strength of the mist.

In fact, Youwu's strength has not changed. It is still those magic spirits and the first level of Hell Wings. The only variable is the ghosts he just collected, but the number of Forgotten people is enough to ignore this insignificant variable. But if more people are useful, then why do we need realm?

The wonder "Dark Soul Form" he constructed is not that powerful, but what is special is that it can perfectly integrate "Ghost Armor" and "Refraction Guard". When the mist is damaged, the refractive guard will absorb the damage. The tortured ghost is responsible for providing energy, and the absorbed damage will be stored in the gauze. As long as the mist casts

Expand the soul spell, these stored damages will burst out together with the soul attack!

Torture, absorb, explode, and collect ghosts again!

With just a few wonders collected by Ash, Youwu has built an infinite battle system that can allow one person to defeat thousands of armies!

The only drawback is that it is too slow!

After gathering the ghosts around him, Youwu spread his virtual wings and charged towards the demigod army. However, facing a mere handful of enemies, the mist gathered the surrounding ghosts and spread its wings to charge towards the demigod car group. When Ran Xue faced a mere enemy, these demigods who could destroy the world actually took the initiative to stay away. No one dared to challenge his edge head-on, and thousands of troops avoided the veil!

But this does not mean that the Forsaken have retreated. Monsters without names are not even qualified to fail. They switched to a full-scale long-range offensive, no longer giving Youwu a chance to fight in close combat, and tried to use kiting tactics to kill Youwu!

This is the most rogue and shameless method of warfare, but thousands of demigods can only fight one enemy in a war of attrition.

It was enough to prove that they had given up hope of defeating the mist.

Youwu became irritated, and his trace of resentment fell on the ghost's armor, which was an unbearable torture, making the wailing and mourning in the air even more miserable. Once a demigod with insufficient soul resources hears the miserable howl of a ghost, he will be dizzy at best, or his mind will collapse at worst!

The current situation is like facing a swarm of flies that can attack from a distance. Although you can beat them, they will run away as soon as you pass by. You ignore them and they come to harass you again. Yuwu hates this feeling... because generally speaking, he is like a fly.

Moreover, the source power is consumed too quickly, and there are not many source crystals left. If this continues, it may really be consumed to death. In fact, he didn't care about Ash's life or death, but when he thought about the pink and cute Vichy waiting for him in reality, Youwu had to persist until he returned to reality, even to satisfy the evil taste in his heart.

He no longer wanted to save the world, he just wanted to experience all the joy that he had given up in the past, and... He told Wei Xi to cherish the last moment, stop chasing power, and feel the beauty of the world. If you have a plan, go and experience the feeling of happiness.

Youwu took out a few bottles of knowledge essence and poured them directly into his mouth.

The alternation of extreme pain and extreme pleasure had no effect on him. His Hell Wings quickly grew to double. In addition to the increase in the length of the Hell Wings, his silver wings also lengthened by a quarter, maintaining the same length as the Hell's Void Wings. .

When Youwu wanted to continue drinking, he found that his hand was tightly holding the essence of knowledge, but he couldn't drink it into his mouth.

After thinking about it, he realized that the essence of knowledge had other uses, and couldn't help but sneer: "***, if those women are always weaker than you, can't you just play with them at will?"