Chapter 1184 Each Fight With Their Life (2/2)
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Bang!
Berserk Genesis Qi shock waves raged across the air.
Su Youwei’s beautiful body was blasted back, leaving a long and deep mark across the ground.
A streak of blood trickled down a corner of her lips.
In front of her was a figure covered in chains. The figure’s expression grew cold. “You have great potential, but unfortunately, you’re going to die here.”
He stepped forward.
This was because he saw a yin-yang light disk emerging on the ground and he happened to be standing on the yang eye while Su Youwei stood on the other yin eye.
Although he knew the situation wasn’t good for him, he didn’t dare make any strange movements because he could feel the terrifying power contained within the yin-yang light disk.
”That power can’t distinguish the enemy, are you sure you want to trigger it?” asked the chained sacred heaven pride in a serious voice.
“If you really triggered it, your probability of death is likely higher than mine.”
Su Youwei said indifferently, ”I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of His Highness being unhappy.
”He wants to go forward, so I have to push him from behind, even at the cost of my own life.”
Her seal changed as she spoke.
Boom!
Terrifying power erupted under the sacred heaven pride’s shocked gaze and engulfed them both.
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“Eat!”
“Eat!”
“Eat!”
Yuan Yang's face darkened. He repeatedly launched terrifying Genesis Qi offensives to blast away the ghost-like figure constantly speeding over.
The figure was Zhao Mushen.
He was dripping with blood and his body was badly mangled. But his eyes, filled with icy-coldness, gleamed covetously as they fixed on Yuan Ying.
Yuan Ying had the absolute upper hand throughout the match.
But Yuan Ying had suddenly become overcautious and hesitant.
This was because...Yuan Ying noticed three fingers missing when he glanced at his hand. Zhao Mushen had bit off his fingers and swallowed them during their previous clash.
But what chilled Yuan Ying to the bone was that his flesh and blood had disappeared where he was bitten, and no matter how he circulated his Genesis Qi, he couldn’t restore his fingers.
“That pervert…” Yuan Ying said sullenly. That guy completely disregarded his life just to take a bite of me. He would bite me at any price. But he’s terrifyingly tenacious and still isn’t dead after suffering several attacks.
In Yuan Ying's view, Zhao Mushen was more ruthless than members of the Sacred Race.
Although we eat all kinds of living beings, they were all refined into blood pills before eaten, but that bastard swallowed my fingers raw!
Yuan Ying sometimes suspected whether Zhao Mushen was part of the Sacred Race.
A fierce glint flashed across Yuan Ying’s eyes.
He suddenly balled his hand into a fist as he stared at the figure speeding over.
”It doesn't matter what you are, I’ll kill you first!”
Space suddenly twisted as a black liquid flowed out like a moving shadow and clung to Zhao Mushen’s upper body.
Zhao Mushen stared coldly at Yuan Ying, black light flowing in his mouth like a black hole capable of swallowing everything. In truth, the things he swallowed weren’t swallowed into his stomach but transformed into pure universe Genesis Qi.
Zhao Mushen tried to wrench himself free, but the black liquid clung to him firmly, preventing him from escaping.
His expression suddenly stiffened.
“Jiang Jinlin and Li Fu have died?
“Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan, even you are at a loss on what to do?”
Zhao Mushen’s eyes flashed and he bore a look of determination.
”Zhou Yuan, what I am going to do is for the people of my Wanzu Region. I don’t care whether you live or die!”
Zhao Mushen's body exploded to pieces from his chest below, sending flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
Yuan Ying's pupils shrank, evidently horrified by Zhao Mushen’s action. But soon after, he felt a chill gush over. He abruptly lifted his head up and saw a head shooting across the air, its mouth wide open and spewing black light. Moreover, there seemed to be an ancient beast looming on the head.
Before he could react, black light had already enveloped him.