Chapter 1406 Broken, Too Much Exposure

Chapter 1406 It's broken, too much exposure...

I can't figure it out!

Xuanming Saint Son thought about it until his scalp was broken, but he couldn't figure it out.

Why didn't Mu Fusheng show anything other than talismans and brains when he took action at the Nine Dragons Divine Dynasty banquet?

Now he has become so powerful, he doesn't look like a talisman master at all!

It's said that talisman masters are weak in close combat?

Sure enough... fairy tales are all lies.

Even Xuan Ye, the emperor of the Xuanwu Divine Dynasty on the giant turtle, frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but send a voice transmission: "Xuanming, don't forget, you are now representing the Xuanwu Divine Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Xuanming Saint Son nodded seriously and replied in a voice transmission: "Don't worry, father, he is not my opponent."

"What I want is an overwhelming victory!"

"I understand."

After speaking.

Blood and energy gradually began to seep out of the gaps in the scales in Xuanming Saint Son's body!

The blood condensed into threads, spreading all over the scales, and even the eyes of the Xuanming Saint turned red!

A black tortoise shadow penetrated the heaven and earth and appeared behind the Xuanming Saint.

The power of blood is materialized.

Only blood that has reached a certain level can do this.

For example, the advent of Xiao Hei's demon god is the same.

At the moment when the black tortoise shadow appeared, the black water droplets in the Xuanming domain gradually turned into blood drops!

A touch of bloody murderous aura was added to the heavy breath!

The breath also surged at this moment.

"If that was your full strength just now, I'm sure you will never have a chance to break through my defense." The Xuanming Saint stared at Mu Fusheng and smiled grimly.

Under the infusion of the black tortoise statue, Xuanming, who had reshaped his body, fully exerted his defense. I'm afraid that even a full-strength attack from the late ancestral realm could withstand a few times.

Looking at this scene, Mu Fusheng raised his eyebrows.

It looks much stronger than before.

Should I reveal something a little bit? Otherwise, if he didn't kill him in seconds, what if the opponent used some secret technique or took drugs, wouldn't he expose more of his strength?

After all, this is the Chaos Realm.

Even if you take drugs in public, no one cares.

The winner is the king, no matter what means you use?

What's more, the rules don't bother to add a rule prohibiting the use of banned drugs.

I thought of this.

Mu Fusheng smiled and said, "Then stand there and let me chop you?"

Xuanming Shengzi sneered, "Provocation is useless."

After saying that, Xuanming Shengzi seemed to merge with the huge black tortoise phantom behind him, stepped on the legs that seemed to be the size of a large city, and stepped towards Mu Fusheng!

Well, it seems that he is not stupid.

The black tortoise's foot alone is already many times larger than the cylinder, so there is no room for dodging at all.

But Mu Fusheng didn't plan to avoid it this time.

He stretched out his hand, and a purple thunder force began to surge in his palm, and then another golden thunder force began to swirl in his palm!

Xuanyin Purple Thunder and Heaven Punishment Thunder!

There were many thunder-attributed cultivators among the spectators and participating students.

When they saw these two completely different thunder powers, they all looked unbelievable!

As if they had seen something extraordinary, their pupils shook!

"The power of the ancient thunder? Why is it in his hands that has long disappeared and seemed to have disappeared from this world?"

"And he also controlled it, and he controlled two kinds in succession?!"

"According to ancient books, this is probably the Xuanyin Purple Thunder and Heaven Punishment Thunder..."

"To be able to control the ancient thunder, not only does it require opportunity, but also requires a unique talent and affinity for the thunder power. Otherwise, even if you get it and forcefully absorb it, it will be backfired by the ancient thunder and fall directly on the spot..."

Having said that.

But it is the ancient thunder after all.

This is a huge temptation for those thunder-attributed cultivators!

For a moment, these thunder-attributed cultivators stared at Mu Fusheng greedily, as if they wanted to remember his face thoroughly...

In the Hunling Academy, the four disciples also looked confused.

Why can't you rank in the sea of ​​thunder when you control two ancient divine thunders?

In the Hunling Academy, no thunder-attributed cultivator can compare to you!

Fang Qiong shook his head helplessly, "As expected of you, Brother Pastor, you are really good at hiding..."

Shi Sheng nodded: "Get used to it."

On the high platform.

Jiu Xuan showed an extremely speechless expression.

"No, is it necessary? I remember that Brother Mu has six kinds of ancient divine thunders, right? He has only revealed two until now? Is it necessary to hide it so much?"

Jiu Bailu smiled and said, "I think you should learn from him. As a prince, as the crown prince, you should also hide your shortcomings."

"Isn't it enough that I hide it?"

"Then look at Mu Fusheng."

Jiu Xuan was speechless. Now he realized that if he compared himself with Mu Fusheng, 80% of them would think that Mu Fusheng was better.

No.

The pattern is small!

It should be 100%!

Thinking of the sister who took good care of him before, Jiu Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, you have changed."

Jiu Bailu did not answer, but gave Jiu Xuan a "kind" smile.

Jiu Xuan quickly shut up and looked at the cylinder where Mu Fusheng was.

The Xuanming Saint also sensed the power of thunder that was dozens of times greater than before, and his face became solemn for a moment.

"Ancient divine thunder? I'd like to see it for myself. What's so special about it!"

When the giant foot of the Xuanwu landed, the huge force squeezed the air, as if the space under the foot was being squeezed madly.

The space where Mu Fusheng was and the space above him seemed to be compressed into compressed biscuits, and the huge sense of suppression fell madly on Mu Fusheng's back!

Mu Fusheng bent his waist and his legs trembled.

The two ancient divine thunders in the palm of his hand were blasted upwards with Mu Fusheng's palm.

They turned into two thunder dragons of different colors, the two dragons entangled, and sent out bursts of dragon roars straight to the soles of the Xuanwu's feet!

At this moment, the dazzling two-color lightning formed a sharp contrast with the Xuanwu emitting a black glow.

When the two thunder dragons crashed into the soles of the feet.

The entire Xuanwu phantom was actually enveloped by the two-color thunder!

The power of thunder began to attack the body of the Xuanwu phantom frantically!

Every time it invaded an inch, the phantom disappeared.

It was as if the power of the ancient divine thunder was constantly destroying the vitality of the Xuanwu!

The defense that was proud of seemed to have become a joke at this time.

The face of the Xuanming Saint changed when he saw this, and his body immediately curled up, and his breath was all condensed on his skin and scales.

However, when the ancient divine thunder completely extinguished the last bit of vitality of the Xuanwu phantom and directly hit the body of the Xuanming Saint.

A scream resounded throughout the entire column!

The defense of the scales was not directly broken, but the power of the ancient divine thunder directly penetrated the limbs and bones of the Xuanming Saint, and his internal organs!

Not long after, he lay on the ground with a weak breath and a weak breath.

Looking at this scene, Mu Fusheng frowned, and seemed dissatisfied.

But who knows, he thought in his heart...

It's bad, too much exposure, it seems that there is no need for two kinds of ancient divine thunder at all...