Chapter 391 Thousand-Eyed Shura

"Boom!"

Blood-colored lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and it seemed as if a huge blood-red meteorite fell from the sky and slammed into the ground of the alloy island.

The violent roar sounded repeatedly, as if the blood-red meteorite broke through the steel barriers under the ground layer by layer and continued to fall.

The huge alloy island was like an ant nest that was attacked inexplicably. Amid the vibration, giant gun muzzles rose from the ground, and countless fully armed fighters poured out of the base in groups.

"Hu-chi-"

Several people wearing gorgeous and noble metal masks stared at the direction where the blood-colored meteorite fell with their eyes slightly focused, as if they were waiting for something.

Not long.

"Boom!"

A terrible momentum suddenly rose from the location where the blood-colored meteorite fell, and countless broken alloy steel plates, concrete fragments, etc. were lifted up by the invisible tornado and spiraled up to the sky.

A huge eight-armed figure slowly rose from the tornado.

A strong man wearing a platinum mask was hanging on one of the arms of the figure.

The latter was slowly pulling his hand out of the man's chest, and blood was dripping down his hideous body.

In an instant, a boundless killing intent was released from him, sweeping all around.

When several Mosa thrones saw this scene, their pupils suddenly shrank.

Almost without any hesitation, several people chose to attack at the same time.

The powerful evil energy fluctuations of the same origin surged through several people, and the golden spears in their hands burst out with a dazzling glow like the sun.

"Tear--"

When the light bloomed to the extreme, several golden spears shot out at the same time, like golden lightning suddenly cutting through the sky, instantly hitting the bloody figure.

"Boom!"

The terrifying energy fluctuations burst out, and the dazzling golden light shook the void in waves, breaking the invisible tornado in the sky.

Several Mosa thrones who attacked stared at the location of the energy explosion with nervous expressions, waiting for the moment when the vibration subsided.

But before the golden light faded, a violent scream came out from the center of the battle group.

Faster than the scream was the same golden light, which was a terrible attack that exceeded the speed of sound by unknown times.

Several Mosa thrones who attacked had no time to react at all, and their bodies were suddenly pierced by something.

"Boom!"

The chest of a Mosa throne exploded directly, and the whole person was nailed to the ground by the golden spear he threw out.

The body of a throne was torn apart, and a small half of the right side of the body was directly rubbed and melted away by the terrifying throwing force.

Another one was even more unlucky, and his head exploded into a ball of blood mist before he even had time to make a sound.

The whole head, including the platinum mask on his face, was blown to pieces.

The battle ended directly in the next moment after it started.

Hiding in the dark, the remaining thrones who were watching the scene from a distance felt their scalps tingle and their bodies shudder.

Decisively gave up the last thought of resistance and turned around and left.

In the sky, the remaining energy fluctuations were gradually smoothed out, and the eight-armed figure quietly walked out.

"Pah--"

Lu Yuan's feet stepped lightly on the ground, looking at the three Moss thrones that he caught the spears and threw back to kill, his charming and devilish face did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"As fragile as porcelain that will break if touched."

Lu Yuan commented casually, and then took a deep breath.

A large amount of blood immediately gushed out of the bodies of the three dead thrones, and then turned into a wisp of blood mist and merged into his body.

This time, the experience progress bar on the [Ganesha. Shura Posture (Legend)] occupation panel can be said to have jumped.

From the original 15%, it ran to 16%.

Lu Yuan's aura and murderous intent also rose with the tide.

The killing desire in his body kept rolling and became stronger.

"Shua——"

One of the densely packed knife-like cracks on Lu Yuan's chest suddenly opened, and one of the evil eyes was spinning.

"Thousand-eyed Shura?"

Lu Yuan reached out and gently stroked the edge of the suddenly opened eye, thinking.

After the appearance of this eye, he felt that his intuition about fighting and killing seemed to have become stronger.

It made him feel more and more that he was born for killing.

"Born to kill, die in killing. Is this Shura?"

"Is the elephant god a Shura?"

Lu Yuan had some guesses in his mind, but he couldn't get confirmation, so he could only put it aside for the time being.

"And."

He squinted his eyes and observed the hunting targets provided by [Hunting Instinct].

"Seven."

Lu Yuan walked forward calmly.

The Shura stance plus the secret technique of the fusion of the two flowers allowed him to possess combat power above the ninth level without breaking through the boundary set by Yu Wentong.

In addition to the terrifying killing skills and combat instincts given by the Shura stance.

His actual combat power is estimated to be one dimension higher than the ninth level of the same level.

"Compared to the Mingwang stance, the Shura stance has not only greatly improved the pure physical strength, but also has more energy that can be controlled."

Lu Yuan walked forward step by step, and the giant energy cannons that had locked him for a long time roared at this time.

Strong beams of energy shot at him from all directions.

Lu Yuan remained calm, as beams of blood flowed out of his body, condensing on his body into a layer of dark red, strange armor that looked like blood scabs.

The terrifying energy beams bombarded his body, just like water rushing on a hard rock, breaking and scattering at once, unable to shake him even a little bit.

This blood-colored energy came from the opponents he killed.

Theoretically, the more enemies Lu Yuan killed, the greater the blood-colored energy he could control, and the stronger his strength.

Amid the roar of the cannon, one Mossa believer driving a combat mecha rushed towards Lu Yuan.

They were fearless and fearless, and under the instructions of the remaining thrones, they tried to stop him.

Lu Yuan was bombarded by countless energy beams, and his eight arms danced together.

His sharp fingers drew dozens of scarlet blood lines in the void.

The blood lines spread out.

Those battle mechas that gathered like a torrent of steel in front of Lu Yuan were immediately frozen after being swept by the blood.

In an instant, the huge fuselages shining with metallic luster were quietly cut into several or dozens of pieces, and then fell down with a bang.

The broken mechas flowed with the red blood of the pilots, and these blood formed a small river on the ground, which kept flowing towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan calmly walked through the rain of bullets, occasionally bombarded by energy cannons, and thrown spears of different colors.

No attack could stop him.

Wherever he passed, the living lives around him fell down one by one, and their flesh and blood turned into paste.

"Kill!"

A Mosas believer who was wearing armor and carrying a huge heavy artillery on his shoulder had red eyes and screamed at Lu Yuan who was walking step by step, frantically pulling the trigger to start the heavy artillery.

Huge energy balls poured out like raindrops.

The armed packages on both hands of this man were shattered by the high-frequency energy vibration. Both arms were bloody, and white bones were exposed under the flesh.

But he seemed not to notice it. Under the impact of the terrifying killing intent that was as solid as a tsunami, he had already had hallucinations in front of his eyes.

He could not find the target of his attack in his vision. He could only see a sticky sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and rolled in.

The desperate fear and the persistence of the faith in his heart, the two emotions were madly entangled in his heart, making him completely fall into a state of madness.

He yelled and cried bitterly, tears and snot flowed down, and his expression looked like crying and laughing.

The energy of the huge cannon on his shoulder had long been consumed, but he was still pulling the trigger habitually.

Until the surging blood sea in the hallucination completely swallowed him, his eyes were empty, and he fell to the ground with blood flowing from all seven orifices

"Shua——"

After countless killings, another eyeball on Lu Yuan's body opened.

Then the second one, and the third one

The progress of the experience bar on his career panel did not change much, but the continuous killing seemed to awaken the dormant Shura genes in his body.

His perception of fighting and killing became more and more acute, and the aura on his body became more and more violent and cold.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a large piece of alloy ground under Lu Yuan's feet exploded.

His figure suddenly disappeared, and he reappeared in another place thousands of meters away.

A thin middle-aged man wearing a platinum mask roared with fear in his eyes, and powerful evil energy waves surged from his body.

He clenched the golden spear in his hands with both hands and thrust it forward fiercely.

However, this spear was immediately trapped in the embrace of a huge force after it was thrust out, and could not move forward an inch.

Immediately afterwards, a hideous and terrifying giant claw suddenly slapped down from the top of his head.

The platinum mask on his face suddenly burst out with a huge will, but the will was immediately shattered by the giant claw as soon as it burst out.

Then it fell down with a bang.

"Snap--"

A head was crushed by the bloody giant claw.

Lu Yuan casually threw away the golden spear in one hand, and then released his other hand.

The large palm of this hand was a mess of blood and flesh, and there was a small ball of crushed metal mask in it.

"There are six left."

Lu Yuan continued to move forward.

The remaining ones are not easy to find.

Most of the remaining Mosa thrones have already fled, and some are almost out of this ocean.

There are only two hunting targets left on the Alloy Island.

Two of Lu Yuan's eight arms casually moved forward to tear.

Invisible force was transmitted forward through the air.

"Tear--"

An arched metal building in front of him suddenly split apart and was torn into two halves.

Behind the ruins of the building, two people were quietly waiting for his arrival.

Lu Yuan stopped and looked at the two people in front of him.

One of them was very familiar to him, the Eleventh Throne of Mosa who led him to the island.

This lion-like blond man was standing less than a kilometer away from the road. His majestic body seemed to be trembling slightly, and his eyes, which were forced to be calm under the mask, were full of panic and fear.

The other person was a silver-haired man wearing ancient armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other.

Whether it was the armor on the man's body, or the spear and shield in his hands, they all seemed to be made of diamonds, emitting a dazzling and gorgeous light in the sun.

He looked much calmer than the Eleventh Throne.

He looked at Lu Yuan intently, with waves of fighting spirit rising like a tide.

The aura he exuded was also extremely powerful, and the circles of brilliant halos emanating from his body shook the void, which was almost dozens of times more than the Eleventh Throne.

"My name is Liao."

The silver-haired man spoke in a low voice, like some ancient etiquette before the start of a battle.

After the silver-haired man spoke, the Eleventh Throne standing behind him seemed to have found a support, and his eyes gradually became calm, and he even dared to look at Lu Yuan.

"Okay, I remember it."

Lu Yuan looked down at the silver-haired man and said calmly: "I will engrave this name on your skull as a collection."

The silver-haired man heard the words and his pupils suddenly burst into a brilliant light.

His fighting spirit seemed to have accumulated to a peak at this moment.

In a thousandth of a second, he suddenly attacked Lu Yuan!