Chapter 1685: Unequal Exchange
"What?!"
As soon as they came into contact, the Blood God felt the horror of Wang Daoming.
In terms of pure power, the Blood God clearly realized that Wang Daoming's power was far inferior to theirs, and was generally at the level of nine stars, but the opponent's will was incredibly strong, and he had forcibly completed the achievement of using the "weak" to defeat the "strong" at this moment.
This blood light of his own can be said to be the culmination of what he had learned in his life, and it was called the Blood God Tribulation.
With his arrogance, it was impossible for anyone below the True God to forcibly take this blow, and it had to be resisted by a powerful collision of magical powers.
But at the moment, this blow directly hit Wang Daoming, who was not on guard at all and was rushing to kill the demon with all his strength. He only felt that what he hit was not a flesh and blood body, or an energy body, but it seemed to hit the pole before the Big Bang of the universe.
This blow of his own not only did not annihilate the pole, but turned into the driving force of the pole explosion!
Let Wang Daoming's power become even more violent.
In one tenth of a second, no, less than one hundredth of a second, Wang Daoming collided with the demon, and then, the power of great destruction broke out, and then, the phantom of the demon was thrown out fiercely.
It was just an illusion, and in this instant of killing, the demon was actually robbed of all its essence, leaving only a little residue-like shadow, not completely destroyed.
As for the initiator of everything, he did not devour the power of the demon, but melted it into his own curse.
The Blood God immediately understood that the other party's purpose was to use their blood sacrifice to summon a more powerful heroic spirit!
This mysterious demon cult leader is extremely selfish and conceited.
In the eyes of the other party, there is no teammate at all, everything is firewood, and he does not believe in anything except himself.
However, at this moment, he didn't even have time to wonder what kind of world could cultivate such a pervert. He realized that the heaven, earth, time and space, the sun, moon and stars all seemed to be pressing towards him.
Only at this moment did he deeply understand how much pressure the demon was facing in the previous moment.
"Since I stopped being the leader of the demon cult, I haven't dreamed for a long time, and I haven't killed people for a long time, but I haven't become rusty."
"Life is rolling forward, there will always be many changes. I dream, dream of me, although I will not forget my earliest self, but I just won't forget."
Wang Daoming said to himself.
"In fact, in another occasion, I would be willing to go on an adventure with you and reminisce about the past."
"The things made by the two transcendents together are still a little different from the dreams I had by myself."
"What a pity! What a pity!"
While Wang Daoming was talking to himself, his magical powers were even more ferocious.
He stepped forward and punched, one seal changed nine times, and then the nine seals merged into one. This time, he moved very slowly, so slowly that everyone could clearly see the changes of the nine seals, but although it was slow, he could not dodge.
During this process, the Blood God clearly saw that there were fine cracks spreading on Wang Daoming's body. Obviously, his previous attack was not without effect.
After all, although the opponent was very magical, he was not so powerful that he could not be destroyed. Of course, it is also possible that he was subject to some kind of restriction.
For example, the battlefield, or something more extraordinary.
And this was the last thought of the Blood God.
When the opponent's fist print brushed down, he was like the clouds and smoke blown away by the breeze, turning into invisible.
As for the remaining two demigods of the second heaven, their heart barriers were not broken, and they did not even face Wang Daoming head-on, and they turned into countless fragments under the aftermath.
After gathering the power of the four teammates, Wang Daoming finally began to summon the heroic spirit.
Thanks to the help of his teammates, his magic circle is very special. Not only is it bloody, but there are also four strange marks in the four corners of the magic circle.
"Holy Grail War, remember the last time I participated in this thing was last time."
Wang Daoming said to himself.
"Using a hundred-dollar bill as a holy relic is not a good choice."
He is actually not a talkative person, nor a person who likes to talk to himself. The problem is not him, but this place.
I dream, dream of me, there is a difference.
Otherwise, with his true status, the power contained in his one thought, I don’t know how many worlds and how many miracle battlefields he can create.
At present, whether it is his existence or his state, it is just to complete a certain process.
At the same time, the vast blood light also broke out at this moment. This battle of summoning heroic spirits, thanks to the selfless dedication of the four teammates, is also unprecedentedly vast. A blood-colored beam of light rushed straight into the sky, dyeing a corner of the world bloody.
After the blood disappeared, no extra hero appeared at the original place. Instead, Wang Daoming's clothes and status changed.
Unlike the unruly leader of the Demon Cult, he was now dressed in an imperial robe with a majestic look. Although there were no thousands of troops behind him, he was more powerful than thousands of troops.
Wang Daoming looked at his hero "panel".
"I actually drew the Emperor Ming template. It's worth it that I killed my teammates first."
"However, if I can be patient and raise the Olympus of this world first, I will have a chance to draw the degraded version of the Tianyuan Emperor template..."
Wang Daoming thought.
The ritual of summoning heroes is naturally unchangeable for the weak, but this does not include him.
However, although he can use a little cheat, he cannot use it too much. If he does, some things will collapse, which will not harm him, but he will wake up from the dream.
As for the Emperor Ming template or the Emperor Tianyuan template, in fact, these are all part of his great cause, and they are also things he has long abandoned and are useless.
The glory of the past has long been dormant in history and buried in the years.
The reappearance of these things now is only due to some special mechanisms here, rooted in something that transcends the waves.
And the pure him is just Wang Daoming, not others.
And his template attributes at this moment.
Real name: Ming Huang
Race: Human
Attributes: Order·Royal Power
Strength: EX
Magic Power: EX
Durability: EX
Agility: EX
Luck: EX
Noble Phantasm: EX+
Legendary Manifestation: Throne of the King
Awakening:
First Order·Glory of the King
Second Order·Judgment of the King
EX·The King Will Carry the Whole World
EX+·? ? ? ?
Normal Heroic Spirit cards cannot be all EX. EX means that it cannot be measured, so strong that it cannot be compared, which is the so-called exception. As for +, it refers to additional correction.
Under normal circumstances, there is no such thing as EX+. It is just a plug-in that he exchanged billions of points for by sacrificing his teammates.
Except for the only EX+, the other attributes are all normal. Reality is not a game after all. There is no need to pay attention to attribute balance. The strong should naturally have full attributes.
Of course, for Heroic Spirits, attributes are not very meaningful. The key is to look at the effect of the Noble Phantasm.
Now, he has made plans to blow up this world.
As for Zhao Cheng being beaten by him, it can only prove that the young man can't control himself, and he is not good enough. You can't blame him for being too strong.
You can't let him go. If you don't beat him now, you may not have a chance in the future.