Virtue is abundant

Chapter 227 Fight and Flee!
What will happen?
Wu Xiaode looked back at the girl, and said in a low voice, "If you stay where you are, there should be no problem for the time being."

As soon as he waved his hand, clouds of mist rushed in and enveloped the girl.

"Don't worry about me, the divine power is on you, and you are the one who is really in trouble."

The girl looked at him deeply.

Wu Xiaode took a few steps, holding Huang Jian in one hand, fiddling with a coin in the other, quietly waiting for the enemy.

——Could it be that even the "dream man" can't deceive the enemy?

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly felt a scorching tingling pain in his palm.

The word "Gong Gong" exudes magnificent fluctuations of divine power, which arouses visions from all directions.

Bursts of brilliance and auspiciousness appeared in the void.

All the light and shadow condensed into a giant beam of light out of thin air, reaching deep into the sky.

It is true that the "dream man" can make people forget themselves, but this divine power seems to have not yet integrated into him. It emanates from the palm of his hand and wraps around his body, as if absorbing a certain power of rules towards the sky.

——Such a violent vision cannot be concealed at all!

Wu Xiaode couldn't help sighing.

He suddenly started to accelerate, his toes tapped the ground continuously, and quickly left the dilapidated temple.

——Don't touch this girl!
He galloped all the way, and his speed gradually increased, as if he was galloping like lightning.

a moment.

Wu Xiaode's expression changed, and his figure suddenly rushed forward.

Almost at the same time as he moved, densely packed bronze arms emerged from the void, interlaced together, forming a defensive posture, floating in midair like a fortress——

boom!
All bronze arms are broken.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wu Xiaode avoided the attack.

Where he was originally standing, a bottomless pit appeared.

Wu Xiaode floated down on a stone pier, looking back with a solemn expression.

Every bronze arm is equal to his strength.

With the power of "eternal fall", the pair of dirty hands hidden in the hundreds of thousands of bronze hands are stronger than themselves.

Even if a thousand of these bronze arms defended together, they were easily blasted away by the opponent.

Who is it?

I saw a golden armored man quietly floating above the pit, just retracting a spear in his hand.

"Who are you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Jinjia Shenren looked indifferently, looked at Wu Xiaode and said:

"The time has come, God please reincarnate."

Reincarnation?

Wu Xiaode looked at the opponent.

——This guy doesn't look very strong.

It should be about the same as the black dragon.

No.

Worse than Black Dragon.

If the black dragon hit with all its strength just now, his own Eternal Fallen Demon Hand would not be able to resist, and he must draw his sword to fight to save his life.

Wu Xiaode looked around him, only to see that the beam of light formed by the vision became more and more intense.

It has connected to the sky, releasing powerful and continuous fluctuations of divine power——

The "dream man" can't cover up such a large-scale vision!
Wu Xiaode sighed, suddenly smiled and said:
"But I'm not very good at reincarnation, can you teach me?"

After hearing this, the Jinjia Shenren said with a blank face:

"This is asking God to reincarnate."

It stood in mid-air and stretched out its hand to make a tactic.

When it started making formulas, Wu Xiaode had already drawn out his sword.

joke.

How could such an unknown thing allow him to complete the spell?

I was careless when I fought with the fallen angels last time, and since then, "Tianzhi" has always been open.

——Relying on "Tianzhi", Wu Xiaode has already seen the magic technique that the opponent is about to use:
"Illusory Flesh Realm!"

"Explanation: Use the corpses of many gods in the heavens to form a ball of flesh and blood with a radius of hundreds of kilometers, trap the enemies in it, and use all the power of the gods to kill all enemies."

How could I have been killed by many big shots in the heavens!

At this time, Wu Xiaode still had more than 5000 million soul power, so he used a sword with 200 million soul power as soon as he made a move——

But seeing the black sword shadow flashing past, it directly cut into pieces the whole armor of the golden armored god, and flew away whistling.

Wu Xiaode was surprised instead, and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

Generally speaking, he has a lot of vigor in battle, and he will never back down easily.

But the sight in front of him made him cautious.

I saw that sword shadow shattered the full body armor of the Golden Armored Godman, revealing its true face——

A mass of humanoid, wriggling flesh and blood covered in various faces!
Such a penetrating thing, how can it have anything to do with gods?
The flesh and blood contracted for a while, and hummed:
"Unreal Flesh Realm, open!"

——Although it was cut with a sword, it still launched the technique just now!

But seeing this group of flesh and blood spread out suddenly, it covered the sky and the ground in the blink of an eye, completely enveloping Wu Xiaode in it.

The whole world is flesh and blood!
Wu Xiaode tried to slash his sword at the wall of flesh and blood, but saw a human figure emerging from the wall, lightly resisting his attack.

The human figure condensed appearance and figure——

He exudes a brilliant divine light all over his body, with a solemn expression and a majestic demeanor, like a god in the sky!
Wu Xiaode's pupils shrank suddenly, he withdrew his sword and returned to defense.

"Don't struggle anymore, I am Xuantian Immortal, possessing supreme divine power, I only need one finger to kill you."

The fairy said.

At the same time, one figure after another gradually emerged on the wall of flesh and blood.

All are fairies!

The aura on each of them surpassed what Wu Xiaode could imagine.

Even if the devil from the deepest part of the devil's underground palace came, he would definitely not be an opponent.

Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Dead——

A line of small ice crystal characters has already appeared on the page:
"Currently in a special enchantment, unable to return to the future!"

I can't go!

Wu Xiaode's thoughts flickered, and he made a decisive decision, clenched the Huangjian tightly and stabbed directly at his chest——

puff.

The long sword pierced through his chest.

In an instant, he fell into a near-death state.

On the walls of flesh in all directions, the gods raised their hands together——

But it's too late!

"Ming Gui" activated!
The world flickered.

Wu Xiaode disappeared from the siege of the wall of flesh and blood.

Boom!
He fell heavily into a vast expanse of ice and snow.

——This place has left the living world and arrived at a certain dead world!
'Ming Gui' can randomly summon a certain layer of dead world to replace the current world, but whether to bring the enemy in is entirely up to Wu Xiaode's decision!

Generally speaking, even if it is a demon god, he would dare to bring the opponent in to fight.

But this time he was completely unsure.

In order to escape his life, he simply sent himself to this world of death!
Wu Xiaode coughed up a mouthful of blood, and rubbed the holy treasure ring on his hand with difficulty.

——This is no better than last time.

The last time I was dying, there were many heroic spirits who kept helping me, descending into my body, so that I could continue to fight.

This time it's just me.

The sacred treasure ring flashed, and a fruit was released immediately.

Frost Snow Holy Fruit!

This is an extremely rare fruit for healing wounds, a precious collection item from the bone dragon.

But no matter how precious it is, it cannot be used for collection.

Help now!
With trembling hands, Wu Xiaode tried his best to peel off the peel, stuffed the fruit into his mouth in one gulp, and began to chew quickly.

When he felt that the fruit was beginning to take effect, he endured the pain and pulled out the Huangjian from his chest.

The blood spilled all over the ground, printing bright red blossoms on the snow.

This fruit is really powerful.

Wu Xiaode looked down and saw that the wound on his chest had begun to heal.

——In other words, if there is no such fruit, the trick of "Ming Gui" is almost useless.

Because once a person is dying, he will die soon.

Without the sacred healing fruit of the bone dragon, Wu Xiaode himself does not know any high-level healing techniques. If he uses "Ming Gui", there is only one effect——

Familiarize yourself with the environment of the world of death in advance, and after you are mentally prepared, you will die.

"call--"

He let out a long breath, still feeling a little apprehensive.

The beam of divine power around him still rushed to the sky.

This kind of vision can be seen clearly in extremely distant places.

——That monster will not chase after the world of death.

It is said that the number of layers of the world of death is almost innumerable.

It shouldn't be able to find it.

But just in case, there are still some preparations to be made.

Wu Xiaode and others were injured several minutes later, they lay down in the snow and muttered:

"Wish me luck."

The Book of the Undead was opened immediately, and lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"As a ghost, you can manipulate bad luck and luck."

"You blessed yourself with luck."

"You will have good luck today."

All the fine print disappeared.

next moment.

Wu Xiaode suddenly felt that the astonishing fluctuations in his body gradually calmed down.

All the divine light flew back into the palm of his hand, completely submerged in the word "Gonggong", no longer showing the slightest fluctuation.

Wu Xiaode was stunned for a moment, but was immediately overjoyed.

If it weren't for the fluctuation of divine power, which caused the phenomenon of the beam of light rising into the sky, which far exceeded the range covered by the magic fog, he would never have been exposed.

But now, all the visions disappeared, and he could finally hide himself.

He took out a coin and flipped it gently between his fingertips.

"Dream Man" launched!
A faint mist appeared from the void again, quietly floating around him.

Wu Xiaode sat on the ground and took a few breaths, only feeling that the feeling of dying was gradually suppressed.

The body began to regain some strength.

He was about to get up when he suddenly saw a movement in the void——

The mass of flesh and blood quietly appeared in midair, squirmed a few times, and turned into a golden armored god again.

The golden armored god man landed on the snow.

It looked around, and there was a little confusion on its indifferent face.

"There is nothing wrong, it should be in this world of death..."

The golden armored godman murmured in a low voice.

Wu Xiaode sighed, stood up leaning on his sword, limped over, and came behind the golden armored god.

—You can’t see me now.

He held his breath and raised the barren sword in his hand high.

(End of this chapter)