Chapter 348 Moon Black Wind High Night [1]

"Mars?"

"What's the meaning?"

Prince Daxia, Yao Yuekong and others looked at Yang Yu, but they were very puzzled, and some couldn't understand what Yang Yu meant.

"The body of the god of war, literally." Yang Yu said lightly.

"Is the body of the god of war related to battle, but what kind of power is war...?"

Prince Daxia opened his mouth and looked at Yang Yu very suspiciously.

"Almost, the specific power, you can experience it yourself, I can't tell you directly."

Yang Yu spoke calmly and shook his head at Prince Daxia.

"The body of the god of war, your fighting spirit is indeed amazing when you fight."

Yao Yuekong spoke, recalling the scene where Yang Yu killed Jiang Fen in seconds, Yang Yu really had the will to fight, and there was also a will in that wisps of golden fighting spirit.

"This kind of physique is really special. It's too far from the Eastern Desolate Divine Body, the Celestial Demon Body, and so on."

Someone else spoke, not a saintly child, but when they heard Yang Yu's words, their eyes were quite bright.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. His body of the god of war may be related to a strong willpower. At the beginning, the battle was not stopped, his fighting spirit never disappeared, and the source of combat power was also endless."

Saint Son Dayan snorted coldly and said coldly, "But when he didn't need to fight, his fighting spirit instantly dissipated, and all the power in his body dried up."

"Will to fight?"

Yao Yuekong looked at Yang Yu, his face a little surprised, doesn't that mean that Yang Yu's body of the god of war is like a little strong that can't be beaten to death. !

"Is this the body of the God of War?"

Wanchu Shengzi frowned, thinking about it, Yang Yu's body of the god of war does have this characteristic.

"Yes."

Yang Yu shrugged and said without explaining anything.

His strength is not because of the body of the God of War, but because of him, and because of the memories of the gods and Buddhas he once slaughtered in the prehistoric world!

Eight forbidden areas?

The Great Emperor of the Ancients lives in the forbidden realm, and so does Yang Yu!

Today, even if a powerhouse of the eighth transformation of the dragon comes, Yang Yu can fight with his bare hands, and his combat power is endless.

The body of the God of War is just a shortcut for him to become stronger. The reason why he is really strong is not these.

Therefore, it is up to them to guess how these people want to guess, and Yang Yu can admit it is right or wrong.

"Little brother Yang Yu, how do you think your body of the god of war is compared to the ancient holy body?"

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes are clear and bright, with bright eyes and white teeth, which gives a very clean and pure feeling.

"Why do you want to compare it with the Desolate Holy Body?"

Yang Yu spoke calmly, not intending to compete.

"Then I'll ask the other people present. I wonder if little brother Yang Yu would care?"

An Miaoyi spoke and asked Yang Yu with a smile.

"random."

Yang Yu didn't have much interest, he ate on his own, and his colleagues also screened some things in his system space to prepare for some things in the future.

"What do you think, prince?"

An Miaoyi looked at Prince Daxia and asked.

"It's not easy to infer, but judging from Brother Yang's current combat power, that desolate holy body may be lost."

Prince Daxia said after a moment of silence.

"There should be no problem with what the prince said. After all, the ancient sacred body has not yet stepped into the four-pole secret realm. Moreover, if there is a real fight, I am afraid that the ancient sacred body in this life will not be the opponent of Brother Yang. After all, the physique is only a kind of Talent, some things, and more importantly, depends on people."

Yao Yuekong spoke up, and what he said was very impressive. As far as the current record is concerned, Yang Yu is indeed stronger, and the heads of the descendants of the major holy places that have been cut off are unknown.

"The Desolate Holy Body is very strong. This is an existence that can be called the Great Emperor of Pangu after he has become a master. It can suppress the world for 10,000 years."

Someone else spoke up, more optimistic about the desolate holy body.

"What this person said is not wrong. I have never heard of the body of the god of war. Perhaps it is really not as good as the ancient holy body."

The new saint Daoyi opened his mouth and looked at Yang Yu coldly, with a hint of irony in his tone.

"Naturally, the Desolate Ancient Holy Body is more powerful. Is this still a comparison? The Great Completion Holy Body is invincible, comparable to the ancient emperor, and absolutely invincible at the same level. Is it also a physique that has never been heard of before?"

The new son of Zifu also spoke ironically and was very hostile to Yang Yu.

"You two trash, are you sure you want to provoke me?"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, then looked directly at the two of them, and said coldly.

"Are we wrong? The ancient holy body is also something that you have never heard of that shit body can compete with?"

The two spoke indifferently, without any hesitation.

This is Miaoyu Nunnery, the banquet place of An Miaoyi. They didn't think Yang Yu dared to do something to them here.

"If you don't persuade these two dead guys, I can do it myself."

Yang Yu drank a glass of wine and looked in the direction of An Miaoyi.

"Two holy sons, Miaoyi can't stop him, wait for our elders from Miaoyu'an to come, maybe..."

An Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes flickered and looked in the direction of the Daoyi Holy Son and the Zifu Holy Son.

"Um!?"

The faces of the two suddenly stiffened, and then became extremely gloomy.

An Miaoyi's words are very clear, Yang Yu dares to do it here, but An Miaoyi can't stop Yang Yu, when the elders come, Yang Yu can definitely kill them...

In an instant, the faces of the two became extremely gloomy, they stopped talking, lowered their heads deeply, and cursed in their hearts.

"Why are you making fun of yourself like this?"

Yang Yu looked at the two saints in Zifu and smiled indifferently.

"Brother Yang Yu, that's it, let's talk about other things. Miaoyi has something here. Can you help Miaoyi take a look?"

An Miaoyi took out a bronze cauldron with a grimace mark on it, like crying but not crying, like smiling but not laughing.

"This is……"

Sure enough, everyone's faces changed and they recognized this artifact.

Moreover, in the end, they all looked at Yang Yu, and their eyes flickered.

Because, this bronze cauldron belongs to a generation of female emperors who are of peerless elegance and astonishing talent—the Ruthless Emperor!

As for the inheritance of the Nanling Heavenly Emperor that Yang Yu obtained, this Nanling Heavenly Emperor was confirmed to be the second world of Ruthless Man!

Therefore, everyone looked at this tripod and almost all looked at Yang Yu.

"clang!"

However, just when everyone wanted to ask Yang Yu something, in the holy city, a world-shattering bell rang.

"Purple Mountain's Beginning Bell is ringing!"

"Holy Lord they have returned!"

"Fairy An, let's leave first!"

In an instant, all the saints, the Daxia prince and others all left, and no one stayed, and they were most concerned about this matter.

Because, if the Holy Master died in Zishan, it would be a major event related to their future future!

Therefore, these people didn't even pay attention to Yang Yu, and they had no intention of killing Yang Yu tonight, so they all left.

I am afraid that those who came to besiege Yang Yu in the holy city will have no intention of killing Yang Yu for the time being.

For a long time, Yang Yu, Ye Fan, Li Heishui, and An Miaoyi were now at the exit of Miaoyu'an Immortal Tower, looking at the bright moon that was hanging in the sky for nine days, but Yang Yu's eyes were extremely cold: "The moon is dark and the wind is high in the night. Murder and blood!"