Chapter 463 Why Can’t I Eat You?
"What! Sacrifice!?"
"Oh no, this is a conspiracy!"
"This is a setup! They want to kill us as a sacrifice to the gods, damn it!"
"How dare you, you bastard! How dare you defy the will of the world!"
"Stupid dog emperor, I think you've gone mad! You're making a joke of the hundreds of years of our Houtu Empire's rule! Doing this, are you worthy of your ancestors? Are you worthy of your royal family's ancestral teachings? Aren't you afraid of the overthrow of our country?"
"It's over, we're done"
"Five Xiantian realm masters, and the dog emperor has reached the Martial Master realm without knowing when. We are doomed!"
"Don't be afraid, brothers. With over a thousand of our elite warriors working together, they may not be able to kill us all! We still have a chance to escape!"
"Yes, if we just run out with a few people and pass the message on, that dog emperor will be in big trouble!"
"rush!"
"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of God! Even the Xiantian realm is not invincible. At worst, I will blow myself up and make you sons of bitches bleed!"
“.”
For a moment, the crowd was excited.
The whole scene was in chaos.
More than a thousand warriors simultaneously stimulated their energy and blood, and each used their own moves to attack in all directions, directly targeting the five innate realm warriors who were blocking the outermost area.
There were a lot of moves to attack Old Wu, and most of the warriors chose to use him as a breakthrough point without any communication.
The young and strong are the best!
An old innate being is simply unable to unleash the true combat power of the innate realm. Every battle accelerates the decline of his already limited lifespan and energy.
"When you guys unite, you're really powerful."
Old Wu, who was squatting on the flagpole, just smiled lightly in the face of the overwhelming tactics.
Under normal circumstances, facing the many moves used by thousands of warriors who unleashed their energy and blood together, he really wouldn't dare to take them head-on.
He looks old, but he is now over 150 years old. The hidden injuries left by practicing martial arts in his youth are aggravating the decline of his energy and blood.
Although he can still barely maintain his peak innate strength, his combat power is no longer at its peak.
Even if one sublimates to the utmost and overdraws his life to explode once, it will not last long.
Under normal circumstances, let alone more than a thousand people.
Even if one-third of them were separated and more than 300 people attacked him at the same time, he would turn around and run away without saying a word.
Let’s not talk about whether he will die if he takes this round of damage.
It is certain that his life span will be shortened by ten years.
But those warriors did not expect that today, Old Wu had no intention of being forced to retreat. Instead, he stood there quietly, looking down at the crowd with disdain.
With a casual wave of his wide robe sleeves, two scarlet streaks shot out.
It hit two warriors who had just taken advantage of the situation and tried to escape.
One forges the veins, the other forges the bones.
The moment the light penetrated their bodies, their originally erupting energy and blood suddenly became even more ferocious.
The next moment, the surging blood and energy suddenly exploded out of thin air, blasting the two of them into pieces of flesh and blood flying all over the sky, soaking many warriors.
However, the warriors, who were already overwhelmed by anger and fear, did not care at all whether two of their companions had died miserably.
At this moment, there was only one thing on their minds.
Kill that damn Xiantian realm Lao Deng, and then rush out of this damn place!
"If it were somewhere else, you might really succeed."
Old Wu stood there calmly, with no intention of attacking again. A trace of disdain appeared on his old face.
"What a pity. This is the divine weapon altar!"
“Boom!”
Countless energies and blood burst out one after another, and terrifying attacks that integrated the warriors' beliefs exploded in the air one after another, as if encountering some kind of air wall invisible to the naked eye.
Old Wu stood on the flagpole, and even his robes were not disturbed at all. He even had a bit of the air of an immortal, a master from other worlds.
"What the hell is this!"
"Our tricks didn't hit that old dog!"
"Stopped by something invisible!"
The warriors' enthusiasm was poured down like a basin of cold water, turning into astonishment.
That is an unknown force that they have no idea about.
In their understanding, no martial arts or secret techniques of Qi and blood can block space and form an invisible wall for defense.
“Damn it!”
The warriors were unwilling to give in, and gritted their teeth to launch a second round of attacks on Old Wu and the other innates.
This time, as countless moves exploded, the invisible wall appeared.
It looked like a square, light red box.
Even if the peak attack of the peak power of the pulse forging hit it, it could only stir up circles of water wave-like patterns on the light red wall, and eventually disappeared into thin air.
It was hard to tell whether their attacks had worked or the caster had deliberately made the invisible wall thicker in order to increase the strength of the "defense".
In short, the warriors who were completely blocked in the altar began to despair.
Many people attacked fiercely with swords, spears and guns, but the red transparent wall remained as unshakable as the Great Wall, blocking all escape routes and completely sealing the entire altar.
"Once the Divine Weapon Ceremony begins, it will never stop. Only when all the chosen sacrifices have died will this world be broken open, allowing entry and exit."
Mr. Wu explained calmly, as if he had already secured victory.
"You are fortunate to be the first to receive this honor since our Houtu Empire's Divine Guards reached this stage. You should feel honored to have sacrificed your lives to become a part of this Divine Guards."
"Bah! I'm honored to be your uncle! Old thing, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! I will come back to take your life after a hundred reincarnations! You want my life to feed the national defense weapon, but I won't let you succeed!"
A warrior with a strong character roared and boldly mobilized the blood and energy in his body.
The bones and flesh that had been tempered long ago shattered into pieces, and his entire body exploded on the spot like a burst water balloon, leaving only sticky minced meat on the ground.
"Your bones are very hard. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to become a ghost."
The words from Old Wu made countless people feel despair.
"As long as you are in the world of divine weapons, whether you are dead or alive, you will eventually become the nourishment for the advancement of the divine weapons. After becoming a part of the divine weapons, there should be no such thing as reincarnation."
His words made some warriors so desperate that they completely lost the idea of resisting.
The Dog Emperor is a Martial Master, and there are five Xiantians.
The strongest among them is only at the peak of Meridian Forging, how the hell can we beat them!
It’s over!
Rather than being sacrificed later, it is better to just slit your own throat.
Some people chose cowardly suicide in such despair, but at the same time, in this desperate situation where they were almost certain to die, many warriors completely ignited their desire to survive and rushed out regardless of everything.
The five innate evil spirits laughed and started killing at the same time.
The ground paved with green jade was dyed scarlet, and the coiled dragon carved from white jade turned blood-red.
In an instant, blood flowed everywhere and all that could be seen was red.
In the center of the altar, Lu Wenwu was confronting the Thick Earth Emperor who was holding the Black Snake Sword.
He just took a quick look with his True Vision Eye.
The results of high-dimensional capture and analysis appeared before his eyes.
This emperor is not yet what those warriors call a martial arts master, and is still in the realm of the innate.
If I must say, it is probably a half-step martial arts master, with some characteristics of the next realm.
He didn't rush to take action, just wanting to see what else the other party could do.
Emperor Hou Tu held the Black Snake Sword in his hand, his expression grim and weird, as if he had become a different person.
The shadow of a hundred-foot-long black snake danced wildly, and huge greed flashed in its scarlet eyes.
It opened its mouth and sucked like a whale, and the layer of sticky flesh and blood on the ground turned into a line of blood like a young swallow returning to its nest, and sank into the black snake shadow.
To be precise, he followed the shadow downwards and entered the black snake sword.
With the infusion of a large amount of energy, blood and soul, the pair of blood-red snake pupils became a little more weird, and the black snake shadow became more solid.
"good"
"eat"
Waves of powerful yet chaotic mental fluctuations continued to erupt.
Lu Wenwu relied on his powerful soul to analyze some meaning from it.
The Thick Earth Emperor crossed the void and flew over with a sword in hand.
"Bah."
He fell down, less than two meters away from Lu Wenwu.
With a "swish" sound, a black shadow flashed through the air, and the sharp tip of the black snake sword pointed directly at Lu Wenwu's chest.
The sharp tip of the sword was pressed tightly against the heart, and the uncomfortable coldness was spreading around.
"You are very good. If you hadn't come here to participate in the martial arts examination this year, I would have asked Wu Qing to train you carefully so that you can expand the territory of our Houtu Empire in the future." The Houtu Emperor said coldly.
With the Black Snake Sword pressed against his chest, Lu Wenwu showed no sign of panic. Instead, he smiled and teased, "Then, Your Majesty, what made you change your mind?"
The Thick Earth Emperor licked his lips, his eyes also revealing a strong greed. "It's all because you're too outstanding. Your surging blood and energy have attracted the attention of the nation's divine weapon! The Black Snake Sword told me that if it can devour you, it will have the potential to advance to a holy weapon!"
"A Holy Weapon! That's a super weapon that has the potential to achieve a thousand-year hegemony! Once the Black Snake Sword becomes a Holy Weapon, I can also step into the legendary realm of Martial Saint, a realm as immortal as a god, become a Holy Weapon Master, and enjoy a lifespan of five hundred years!"
Seeing him like this, Lu Wenwu couldn't bear to look at him.
If the person standing in front of him was an abyss succubus, licking the corner of his mouth would appear seductive.
If the villain is a cool and evil-looking one, such an action will make him look more sinister and creepy, highlighting his psychotic personality.
But if it is done by a burly, gray-haired old man who looks nearly fifty years old.
It's just... a bit eye-catching.
"So above the Spirit Weapon is the Saint Weapon. Sounds pretty impressive, but I wonder if it's as strong as the first level of the Divine Realm." Lu Wenwu muttered softly, "There should be something above the Saint Weapon, right?"
"Perhaps, that's probably why the Twelve Overlords were able to become the overlords. Who knows for sure!" The Thick Earth Emperor sneered, "There's no point in saying more. For the sake of upgrading the national treasure, kid, take care!"
After saying that, a thick black mist suddenly burst out from the tip of the Black Snake Sword, and the shadow of the black snake quickly solidified.
The bloody mouth rushed down and swallowed the iron tower-like Lu Wenwu.
In the snake's mouth formed by the black fog, Lu Wenwu felt an extremely weak devouring force trying to pull at his flesh and blood, and trying to involve his qi and blood.
The degree of involvement was probably about the same as when he was still at the D level and was using all his strength to activate the Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Eating Skill.
That was a memory from a long time ago.
Lu Wenwu felt it for a moment, thought about it, and raised his right index finger.
A small crack appeared on the tip of the index finger, and a drop of blood that shone brighter than a ruby oozed out from the tiny blood vessel and stayed on the surface of the finger skin.
After this drop of blood appeared, the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire altar increased rapidly.
The black mist seemed to be crazy, and almost all of its devouring power was concentrated on Lu Wenwu's fingertips, trying to completely swallow this drop of blood into its body and make it a part of itself.
However.
The effect is equivalent to nothing.
Since Lu Wenwu's transformation into a god, even if it is just a cell in his body, it is a treasure that can burst out with incredible power for practitioners who have not yet set foot in the realm of godhood.
After being thoroughly refined, your power will be greatly increased!
Pulling out a hair from his head is enough to cut off all the magical weapons in the world.
A drop of blood flowing out of his body is an ultimate precious medicine that condenses countless life essences and powerful forces. The complete dream law contained in it alone is enough for an ordinary first-level god to treasure it as the blood of enlightenment.
If no seal is made, it would be very difficult even for an S-rank expert to transfer it without hurting himself.
This is the value of a top-notch body-refining cultivator!
Lu Wenwu, who has transformed into the original demon, is now on the road to becoming a saint in the flesh!
The devouring power unleashed by the Black Snake Sword was like a mayfly shaking a tree or a firefly competing with the bright moon in the face of Lu Wenwu's blood.
It's no longer a toad wanting to eat a swan.
It's the tadpole that wants to eat the moon!
The Black Snake Sword, which had been unable to be defeated for a long time, once again burst out with strong spiritual fluctuations.
Each time is more intense and more powerful than the last.
It can be seen that it is very anxious because it wants to eat Lu Wenwu but can't.
Very anxious.
In the outside world, the Emperor of Thick Earth, holding the Black Snake Sword, knew nothing about this.
Feeling the surge in the concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, he thought it was a sign of the advancement of the magic weapon, and a smile appeared on his cold face.
It was just like the previous "Martial Champion", popping champagne at halftime.
That kind of urgent mental fluctuation is probably because the national guardian weapon is anxious to advance?
As the Thick Earth Emperor was thinking this, he suddenly felt the Black Snake Sword tremble violently, more violently than any other time before.
Before he could react, the huge black snake phantom suddenly exploded out of thin air, revealing Lu Wenwu who was holding the tip of the black snake sword with his left index and middle fingers, and holding a drop of blood with his right index finger.
Lu Wenwu smiled and looked at the completely bewildered Emperor Houtu, and sighed: "Alas, I gave you this opportunity, but you are useless!"
(End of this chapter)
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