Chapter 470 Ah...it turns out you have always been by my side
Chapter 470 Ah... So you have always been by my side
Tang Yupu felt the powerful spiritual power flowing through his limbs and bones, his spirits soared and his eyes sharp.
"Yuying... Brother can avenge you." He murmured and whispered.
"Seniors, watch me kill through the world!"
Immediately, he held the Lone Slaughterer and slashed the sky!
Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !
Countless lights scattered across the sky, slaughtering a large number of demons who were attacking.
The demon cultivator is also a cultivator who focuses on killing, which is very similar to the sword cultivator.
With the crushing strength, he can almost kill a large group of demon masters in one move.
In an instant, a large vacuum area was cut out of the demons in the sky!
His eyes were red, and his posture was extraordinary.
"The demons slaughtered their compatriots and destroyed their homes."
"All grudges will be settled today!"
He roared, slashed out, and instantly killed a large number of demon lords.
"I wish I could eat all the demon flesh and drink all the demon blood!"
He rushed over and attacked and killed the demon king Zituo with Su Ming!
Tang Yupu's body, the power of the sacrificed demon ancestors, also gained elite combat power!
However, the demon king was not at all inferior to Su Ming, Tang Yupu, Xiang Wuhui, and Su Sha.
His attributes were too high!
Boom boom boom!!
The demon king smashed out with a palm, and the four people vomited blood and flew out.
"It's really boring." Zituo had no expression on his face.
As a master boss, there were only four saints against him, and it was impossible to threaten him.
So from the beginning to the end, he thought that this was just a pastime.
Now, it's time to end it!
"If you can be stronger and make me interested, maybe you can die slower."
"It's a pity that you are weak and make me bored."
"So, you will die immediately." His purple eyes were ruthless and he sighed.
After returning to the realm of demon saint, he felt that he was stronger than a hundred years ago.
Now even if the last generation of sword saint Wei Tianhai came in person, he might not be able to take him down!
Therefore, his aura is invincible, and his unparalleled majesty spans the world!
He opened his arms, and his demon power was overwhelming, pressing down from the sky.
The black fog was everywhere, covering the land of tens of thousands of meters!
The secret space protection that protected Shushan from the outside world also completely collapsed.
From this moment on, Shushan was no longer an isolated sect.
Countless people vomited blood and were dissolved into flying ashes.
Some people were directly transformed into demons by the black fog!
Even Su Ming's clone, Su Sha, was almost killed by the demon fog!
It is true that the clone can inherit 80% of Su Ming's bloodline and talent effects.
The [Sacred Bone] bloodline can defend against the effects of ancient quality and below skills, and the clone can also inherit it.
But!
Don't forget that the clone can inherit 80% of the effects, so the clone's bones can resist the ancient middle-quality skills.
If it is the ancient top-quality killing of the demon king, it will naturally not be able to resist it.
Su Sha's body was illusory and gradually turned into flying ashes, and was destroyed by the demon power!
He smiled, and the sword light in his eyes was sharp.
"What's wrong with death?" He chanted leisurely. "As long as the original body is here, I can come back at any time, immortal and indestructible!"
His voice surged and spread throughout the world.
In the moment before his death, his face instantly turned cold.
He tried his best and finally condensed 800 soul swords to fly behind Su Ming's original body, giving the original body the last wave of help.
Then he resolutely urged a move of burning life sword to slash at the demon king!
This skill is the great move of protecting the clan that the lizard clan leader Tuo Gang realized, and it is extremely powerful!
But the price is to sacrifice life.
But Su Sha knew that he would die, so naturally he had nothing to worry about!
What's more, he was originally a clone, and his life was useless.
Bang! ! !
The dark green sword energy, deep as ink, covered with scale-shaped runes, turned into a giant sword to tear through the sky and pressed vertically!
Life force flowed in the sword energy, and one move wiped out countless monsters.
Facing this move, even the demon king finally lost a few strands of blood, and a hole appeared in his purple robe.
Unfortunately, Su Sha was annihilated in the field in the next moment and dissipated.
Su Ming's eyes were solemn.
"Will the clone die too..."
"The number of death marks on the BOSS is almost the same."
"It's time to use the last trump card..." His face was calm, and the killing intent flashed.
Su Sha's death bought Su Ming precious time.
Su Ming immediately took this opportunity to open the roulette to draw.
When he turned it earlier, he got a chance to draw a lottery.
"Draw a lottery." He said.
The system roulette began to spin wildly, and finally stopped on a golden mythical talent.
[Miracle (Myth)]
[Ah... So you have been by my side all the time. ——A certain pious person]
[Mythical passive talent, permanent effect]
[The triggering probability of any of your non-negative probability effects becomes ‘definitely’]
[The damage fluctuation range of your skills is locked to the maximum value]
[All your critical hit rates are converted to critical hit damage bonus]
Looking at this talent, Su Ming couldn't help but be stunned.
"Definitely trigger the buff?"
"That means a guaranteed critical hit?"
Even Su Ming couldn't help but smack his lips when he saw such a talent.
His eyes trembled as he stared at the effect.
"The damage range of the skill will not fluctuate at all, and it will always be the highest damage!?"
"Your current critical hit rate is ridiculously high."
"If it is converted into a critical hit damage bonus, then you can hit several times more critical hits with one sword!"
He was so shocked that he couldn't express it in words.
For this talent, he could only describe it in two words.
Value!
Pure value!
The powerful demon power of the demon king caused heavy casualties to the people of the tribe!
Tang Yupu's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were a little absent-minded.
"The seniors gave all their cultivation to you, but you still couldn't defeat them?"
"Isn't it disappointing the seniors..."
He looked at Su Ming and murmured.
"Brother Su, I'm sorry."
Xiang Wuhui took a sip of wine, his eyes were complicated, and he was unwilling to accept this ending.
But the demon king is too strong!
Ni Shuang, Yan Ze, Jiang Yunqing and others have recovered and participated in the battle, killing many demons, and their levels have reached the semi-saint level.
But facing this scene, they still feel helpless.
In the group, an old monk with tears in his eyes watched the tragic death of the tribesmen.
"Is everything going to end?"
"The tribe... is going to lose?"
The old man couldn't help but tremble.
"If the sword saint of the tribe was here, how could he allow this..."
The haze of despair enveloped the world.
At this moment, a voice spread across the world, piercing the despair.
"No."
"This is not the end!"
Su Ming said loudly.
This voice was too murderous and full of firm belief.
All the tribes settled down in an inexplicable way.
Su Ming's golden eyes were bright, like a god of death descending to the world, stepping into the air and leaving.
In his hand, he held the Shudao sword.
A broken sword burning with flames and frost was spinning and flying beside him.
Holding a sword, controlling a sword.
The Shudao, the mark of death.
