Chapter 262 On the Big Day, the Goddess Arrives (Please Subscribe)
Seeing Mu Yan's eyes as if he were looking at a dead person, Shengzi felt extremely humiliated.
"Don't think that you can defeat me by destroying my Golden Roc!" The Holy Son was angry, his whole body was dazzling with golden light, and his hands that were originally as smooth as jade were changing.
The hands suddenly enlarged a lot and looked more like eagle claws, very sharp.
Divine wings also emerged from behind the Holy Son. When unfolded, they were more than twenty meters long and looked very intimidating.
His face also seemed to be changing. The mask popped open, revealing an eagle's face, with a huge beak protruding like a sharp knife.
The body of the Holy Son was suddenly raised to five meters, with muscles bulging like an iron tower.
In a short period of time, the Holy Son turned into a half-eagle, and his momentum rose to a higher level.
"Bird...Birdman?" Mu Yan was about to call Mamahaha, but something was blocked in his throat and he was replaced by Birdman.
The Saint Son's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he was like a cruel monster at this moment.
"I am the most outstanding Holy Son in the Garuda Holy Land for thousands of years. I have the purest blood of the Garuda Golden Roc. Even dragon-like creatures are no match for me." The Son's voice became very rough, like a real animal voice.
The divine wings behind him flapped, and with a buzzing sound, he turned into a terrifying whirlwind in the next moment, taking over the heaven and earth, and rolled towards Mu Yan.
When Mu Yan saw the whirlwind rising like a divine pillar, he felt no fear and directly opened his posture. The power of thousands of stars condensed, and his fist was immediately covered with a layer of silver light!
The cyclone was raging and invading, huge wind pillars passed by, and the floors along the way were blown away, and the scene was chaotic.
In the raging storm, I seemed to see two eyes shining with blood, which were very ferocious.
Those are the eyes of the Son.
"Punch me." Mu Yan punched directly.
No bells and whistles, no superfluous movements, just such a simple punch.
But this punch carried endless star power, like a galaxy striking across the sky, blowing away everything.
The next moment, a bright and blazing silver light beam spurted out from the fist, like turning on a huge searchlight and shooting out a ray of strong light!
But this light carries the power to crush everything, breaking through the void with great momentum.
The whirlwind was still dancing, but then, it was hit by this fist light.
Without any struggle, it collapsed quickly!
The storm dissipated and the Holy Son was revealed, but his expression was horrified because his whole body was completely covered by the fist light.
He finally knew what it meant to destroy everything, and what it meant to defeat all magic with one punch!
The fist light is like a boiling divine sea, flooding everything and destroying everything.
The Holy Son screamed, his expression ferocious, and he felt his back light up.
He lowered his head and saw that his chest was completely penetrated, and his heart felt cold.
"Ahhh!" The Holy Son raised his head again, with a look of disbelief on his face, and his eagle eyes widened, as if he was very unwilling to do so.
At this time, Mu Yan flew in front of him with a tap of her feet.
After becoming extraordinary, Mu Yan can now travel in the sky without the help of a fighting spirit and has the ability to fly.
At this time, he was hanging above the head of the Holy Son, condescending, like a god who determines life and death.
"Refining!"
Mu Yan stretched out a finger, and an invisible wave covered it.
The Holy Son felt that the blood in his body was rushing, as if he was being pulled by an inexplicable force.
"Ah, I will never rest in peace!" He screamed, completely losing his breath.
Countless bloody lights rushed up from the Holy Son, tumbling in the air, and finally turned into a golden roc, slowly floating in front of Mu Yan.
Mu Yan's eyes were bright and he absorbed it immediately.
In an instant, a powerful force of blood spurted out, and Mu Yan's body emitted a huge golden light, which was very fiery.
In this light, there seemed to be a huge golden roc awakening, as if it was born from Nirvana.
"As expected of a holy son, the bloodline of Jialou Jinpeng is so pure. With the mutual promotion of several bloodlines, the power of my bloodline has increased several times." Mu Yan said.
After acquiring the bloodline of Jialou Jinpeng, his speed and ability to control the wind have reached a new level.
In addition, Jialou Jinpeng also feeds on dragons, is very cruel, and has a terrifying aura.
Mu Yan's glance now carries overwhelming pressure, which can make people's souls collapse.
He raised his hand, and the Holy Son's storage ring slowly floated up and landed in his hand.
Then there was another fire of destiny, which burned the body of the Holy Son without leaving a trace.
Mu Yan released his spiritual thoughts, and the space in the ring was clearly visible.
"This Holy Son is too poor, isn't he? He only has a few Yuan Stones, and he comes from the Great Holy Land?" Mu Yan complained.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there was a technique lying quietly inside.
"I wonder what grade it is?" Mu Yan muttered to himself, preparing to take it out for inspection.
At this time, outside the training room, a sound like thunder exploded and penetrated.
"Holy Son, the time is coming, why are you still inside?"
This voice carried great majesty, struck directly into the soul, and had an irresistible tone.
Mu Yan felt dizzy as soon as he heard it.
"Is there such a powerful person in the Jialou Holy Land?" Mu Yan was shocked.
"What are you still hiding in there? Come out quickly!" The other party spoke again.
His tone became more and more urgent. Looking at his posture, he looked like he was about to rush into the training room.
A majestic spiritual power penetrated the wall and spread like a vast ocean.
Mu Yan felt that she had been locked in.
It seems that the other party can kill himself with just one thought!
Escape?
It felt like the other party could break through the training room and catch me the moment I fled.
Mu Yan didn't want to take this risk, and it would expose his ability to come and go freely in the training room.
At this moment, his thoughts were changing rapidly, and he suddenly lowered his eyes and saw the silver mask that the Holy Son had dropped earlier.
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At this time, the door to the training room was opened, and a young man wearing a holy robe walked out with a silver mask on his face.
Standing outside the door was an old man with a majestic face, his body shrouded in a layer of golden light, like an ancient god.
Behind him were a group of elders, all of whom were at the extraordinary level.
"The goddess from the Heavenly Demon Palace has arrived. Go and change your clothes quickly," the old man said.
"Yes." The young man replied hesitantly and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the old man's eyes became as sharp as an eagle's, and he shouted: "Wait!"
The young man turned around and said in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with your voice?" the old man asked, his eyes tightly focused on the young man as if to break through all illusions.
"My vocal cords were injured during the practice." After the young man finished speaking, the power of his blood spurted into the sky, like a pillar of flame soaring, forming a huge shadow of the Garuda Golden Roc in the void.
The golden roc is majestic and shining, like a supreme ruler, overlooking everything with sharp eyes.
The old man felt the powerful aura coming to his face and nodded with satisfaction: "Your skills have indeed improved again."
Finally no more doubts.
The young man exhaled a sigh of relief, feeling that his back was covered in sweat just for a moment.
This old man is definitely in a realm above the extraordinary, but I don’t know what that realm is called.
"Go and change your clothes first. Don't let the girl wait too long." The old man suddenly became pleasant and said with a smile.
The young man looked confused. What kind of clothes should he change?
The old man frowned: "Holy Son, you don't know how to practice kung fu and your brain is stupid. Today is the day of your wedding with the goddess of the Demon Palace!"
In one sentence, it was like the earth was falling apart.
The young man was confused.
Extremely confused.
This young man is naturally Mu Yan dressed as the Holy Son.
The holy robe was still taken from the Holy Son's storage ring, and the other person's body had long been reduced to ashes.
It turned out that this holy son was really a martial arts fanatic. He devoted all his attention to cultivation. Even as his wedding was approaching, he was still cultivating.
Because of his strong strength and arrogant personality, he never takes the elders seriously.
In the past few days, the elders urged me several times outside the door, but there was no response.
So I invited the ancestors from the Holy Land directly!
It was the old man just now.
To be honest, people who are about to marry a goddess and are still practicing hard here are really rare in the world.
There is no doubt that the Holy Son is a true man of steel.
At this time, Mu Yan put on a red wedding dress and looked very festive.
But he still wore a mask on his face.
This is the habit of the Holy Son, just like some strong men with bald heads who like to wear hats and wigs.
Mu Yan suspected that this holy son must be extremely ugly, just like a general in the League Protectorate who claimed to be handsome.
"I have to find a way to escape in a while. I just came to Donghuang and haven't opened up the wasteland yet. Marrying a wife first... It's such a pain in the ass." Mu Yan complained crazily in his heart.
At this time, he walked out of the hall accompanied by two beautiful maids.
Outside the hall, there is an avenue paved with red carpet, which is very gorgeous.
The sky was shrouded in unusually brilliant colorful rays, auspicious clouds filled the sky, cranes were flying and spiritual birds were neighing.
The holy mountain at their feet was full of colorful towers and jade pavilions, with flowers in full bloom and their stamens blooming, and the fragrance was fragrant.
It's like being in a fairyland!
At this moment, the Holy Mountain is already crowded with people.
This time, hundreds of people came to the Demon Palace, and the team was very large. I heard that their ancestors were also here to witness this moment together.
The Demon Palace is also a huge force, comparable to the Garuda Holy Land.
It is said that this goddess is very talented and is a peerless genius. She is a perfect match for the Holy Son.
The two major forces are even more powerful. Once they join forces, the entire martial arts world will definitely be shaken.
At this time, Mu Yan had already seen the goddess walking slowly with the support of two women.
The goddess has a phoenix crown and an unparalleled grace. Although her appearance cannot be seen, her figure is graceful and proud, eye-catching, and her bare hands are shining like stars.
In other words, even if the red hijab with the phoenix crown hanging down obscures the face, with such a figure and skin, how ugly can it be?
She must also be a famous beauty.
The goddess was supported and stood opposite Mu Yan. The two were so close that Mu Yan could smell the faint fragrance on her body.
Although one was wearing a mask and the other was wearing a phoenix crown, both of them had an extraordinary bearing, which aroused applause from the entire audience.
They are worthy of being the Holy Son and Goddess of a great force. They are both talented people and the most talented ones.
When Mu Yan heard this, he sneered inwardly. I am afraid that the people in the Garuda Holy Land will never know that their Holy Son has been replaced long ago.