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The wound on it quickly stops bleeding and speeds up recovery.

Raise your head and open your mouth, aiming at Augusto is a golden energy light cannon.

This contains the amazingly destructive Zhelong energy.

Augusto was engulfed by the light cannon in an instant, and the gale bird let out a mournful cry, unable to maintain its body under the light cannon and disperse directly.

The giant beast Limo opened its mouth wide, wanting to crush Augusto in one go.

Wang Yu suddenly appeared beside its open mouth, and the giant beast Violent Demon noticed something, and moved its pupils to Wang Yu who was close at hand.

However, Wang Yu's purple knife turned into a long purple knife light and slashed down heavily.

It directly cut off a section of the protruding and long mouth of the giant beast.

The light cannon that was still spitting stopped abruptly in an instant, and the remaining energy exploded in its mouth, aggravating the injury, and fell back heavily downwards.

This giant beast, Violent Demon, did possess star-level destructive power, but Wang Yu couldn't handle it.

With another knife, the purple light streaked across a huge moon, leaving a long wound on the body of the giant beast.

Failure to cut off its body directly is already a manifestation of the strong physical defense of the giant beast.

But Wang Yu didn't try his best.

Seeing that the knife failed to achieve the expected effect, Wang Yu resolutely activated the power of his own blood.

The eleventh-level Ziweixing Spirit Body and the eleventh-level Titan Power doubled.

The third knife, this time completed the beheading.

Chapter 391

Augusto coughed a few times, and floated back with some embarrassment on his face.

Just now he was beaten up and down by the giant beast, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

It was Wang Yu's last knife that could solve the giant beast's brutality.

If he had known that the opponent was so powerful, he would not have shot so hastily at the beginning.

Wang Yu landed and began to draw the blood power of this giant beast.

Nowadays, only the power of the bloodline above the protoss level can have a certain devouring value.

This left him in the original half-rotational star field, and there were not many suitable devouring targets for him.

Considering this way, this place where brutal demons are prevalent may allow him to gain a lot while exploring.

Soon, the power of the bloodline of this giant beast was successfully drained by him.

Augusto, who was at the side, was looking at the corpse of the giant beast, and suddenly found something.

Reappearing the sacred spear in his hand, he directly slashed and pulled it away from the giant beast's head.

Stretching out his hand, a golden object flew out of a piece of brainstem bone, floating above Augusto's palm.

Looking carefully, it was a small piece of golden bone, about the length of a finger, on which the original energy of Zhelong surged, making Augusto's face solemn and cautious.

Compared with the other bones of the giant beast Violent Demon, this small piece of golden bone is obviously different, and it is obviously not originally grown from the giant beast Violent Demon's body.

It is more like a foreign object, implanted in the body of the giant beast.

Looking closely at the golden bone, Augusto felt a sense of trepidation inexplicably.

"This, what is it?" Augusto frowned and observed.

Just at this moment, a perception suddenly came from afar and landed on the golden bone in his hand.

"Um?!"

Wang Yu, who had just extracted the blood of the giant beast, was also aware of this external perception, and immediately broke away from the cultivation state.

Looking up, the horizon in the distance continued to extend and lengthen, and was quickly locked in one place by him.

There are several figures rapidly approaching his position.

"Human Race!" Wang Yu saw the appearance of the other party at a glance, which was no different from that of Human Race.

At this time, he also noticed the golden bone in Augusto's hand, and couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

"I don't know, it's on the giant beast Violent Demon. I watched it and took it off." Augusto shook his head.

Wang Yu faintly noticed that those human races seemed to be coming towards the golden bone in Augusto's hand.

"Take this severed bone and leave here first." Although he saw the human races from other branches in the universe with his own eyes, Wang Yu did not let down his vigilance against them because of the same race.

He still has the blood of the giant beast Violent Demon that he just absorbed, which has not yet been devoured and fused. If a battle breaks out at this moment, this bloodline of the giant beast Violent Demon may lose control in his body, which is somewhat disadvantageous for him.

The two quickly disappeared in place, and after a while, those figures appeared in their original positions, looking at the corpse of the giant beast below, with different expressions.

There were four men and two women in the team, wearing delicate bluish-white long gowns, the men were handsome, and the women had the aura of immortality.

Each of them stepped on a flying sword, and a special high-level energy flowed in it, making them all extraordinary.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a white jade hair crown on his head. He had a serious face and stared at the corpse of the giant beast with bright eyes, and then looked in the direction where Wang Yu and the two left in the distance.

"Damn, this resentful lin was taken first, what about our mission?" A young man in the team said dissatisfied.

"What are the origins of those two, are they people from the lineage of the old emperor?"

The rest of the people frowned when they heard the young man talking about the Blessed Emperor.

The leading middle-aged man caressed the two tufts of mustaches on his chin, and snorted coldly, "Even if they are from the lineage of Bulaodi, we have to look at their background and follow!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man made seals with his hands, and the imperial sword under his feet shone brighter.

The sword light pierced the sound barrier, and several people rushed towards Wang Yu and Wang Yu at an extremely fast speed.

"Here we come!" Augusto sensed the approach of the pursuer for the first time, and turned around to look.

Wang Yu secretly sighed in his heart, the speed of the opponent was faster than expected, and he didn't give them a chance to run away at all.

His eyes fell on the opponent's flying sword.

This is obviously not an ordinary flying sword. The opponent's ability to speed up so much is probably due to the flying sword.

Wang Yu was looking at the other party, and the other party was also scanning him and Augusto.

The middle-aged man looked suspicious.

He confirmed that Wang Yu was a human, but Augusto was obviously not.

And even though Wang Yu was a human race, he couldn't detect the other party's background.

"Your Excellency is a member of the lineage of the old emperor." The middle-aged man couldn't see it, so he chose to ask first.

The language he spoke was actually the common ancient language of the ancient human race.

Wang Yu could understand what the other party said, and faintly sensed that the other party seemed to be coming in a bad way. As for Bulaodi's lineage, he had never heard of it.

"Who are you?" Wang Yu suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and instead of answering the other party immediately, he asked rhetorically.

His tone was a little blunt, showing no sign of weakness, pretending to be full of confidence, and giving the impression of a tough backstage.

He judged that the other party might accept this trick.

Sure enough, although the middle-aged man looked impatient, he seemed to have some scruples.

"A lineage of Yuan Xianzun, a disciple of the inner sect of Xuantian Que Pavilion."

The middle-aged man declared himself his family, and he was also full of confidence. He thought that the status of the inner disciple of the Xuantian Que Pavilion was extraordinary.

It's just that Wang Yu has never heard of Yuan Xianzun and Xuantian Que Pavilion before.

"What did you stop us for today?" Wang Yu asked with a frown.

"Your Excellency, you haven't declared your family name yet." The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Uncle Yang, why bother so much? After taking this keel, we will go back and hand in the task." Wu Yangyu, who looked young and handsome, stood on the flying sword, a little impatiently.

The middle-aged man was silent, just staring at Wang Yu, as if trying to see through him.

Wang Yu secretly sighed in his heart. It seems that the human race is a human race after all, no matter where they are, the habit of fighting for profit will basically not change.

"I don't know what a keel is." Wang Yu said coldly.

The first contact with other branches of the human race, the scene was not so harmonious, and even made him a little disappointed.

Yang Butong's face darkened, and he was a little annoyed by Wang Yu's neither declaring his identity nor cooperating with him.

He represents the Xuantian Quege, the upper-level forces of Yuan Xianzun's lineage, and is well-known.

There are very few people who don't give face to these Xuantian Quege disciples when they go out.

"It seems that Your Excellency doesn't take my Xuantian Que Pavilion seriously." Yang Budong said in a deep voice.

"I didn't know what Xuantian Quege was before, but seeing your overbearing style of doing things, I thought you were bandits somewhere." Wang Yu pursed his lips and said lightly.

"How daring!" Wu Yangyu couldn't listen anymore, and compared the inner sect disciples of their majestic Noble Heaven Que Pavilion to bandits and bandits. He was young and energetic, and he had never heard of such things.

With a light step on the foot, Feijian suddenly shot out a sword light, hitting Wang Yu directly.

It seems that the grade is not very old, but this person already has the strength of the late stage of the super star envoy, and the number of cosmic power in his body is probably seventy or eighty.

The sword light was extremely fierce, as if it wanted to split everything.

Augusto on the side has been watching with cold eyes. After all, this is a struggle within the human race, and he did not intervene rashly.

And based on his understanding of Wang Yu's strength, he didn't need to respond to such an attack threat.

Wang Yu stood there silently, facing the sword light without dodging or avoiding it, just waved his hand casually, and the seemingly unstoppable sword light shattered in an instant.

Wu Yangyu's eyes widened and his heart shook.

He didn't expect that Wang Yu's seemingly ordinary appearance hides such a powerful physique.

He didn't even see Wang Yu use the power of the universe, he just waved his hand casually just now.

Wu Yangyu didn't believe it, he made a tactic with both hands, and drew out the second sword from his waist.

The blade is wide and long, and the sword is as majestic as the sea.

Superspiritual Swordsmanship · Noisy Sword!

Realizing that Wang Yu might be a bit tricky, Wu Yangyu directly cast the spell with all his strength this time, and used the sure-kill sword.

This sword technique is named after Xuantian, which also shows its status in the sword technique of Xuantian Que Pavilion.

Only inner sect disciples can learn it, and those who have learned this sword technique can be called true Xuantian Quege disciples.

In an instant, the power of the sword on Wu Yangyu's body changed completely, and clouds of air from all directions gathered on his blade.

The haze above his head was instantly dispersed, and Wang Yu saw the night sky above the haze for the first time these days.

A few brighter stars can be vaguely seen dotted in this strange darkness.

Wu Yangyu's face flushed red, his blood vessels burst out, this time his sword power had been condensed to the limit.

"Destroy!"

When Wu Yangyu's sword fell, even Augusto, who was at the Astral Realm level, was a little surprised that the opponent was able to unleash such a powerful attack.

In his opinion, this level of sword power has far exceeded the opponent's level of strength.

Of course, although it is amazing enough, it has not yet reached the Astral Realm.

Wang Yu flicked his fingers, and the powerful energy was shot out along with a small purple saber energy.

It seems inconspicuous, but it directly smashed the opponent's sword again.

Not only that, the purple saber energy pierced through the chaos, and arrived in front of Wu Yangyu in an instant.

Ziyi was reflected in the young disciple's eyes, showing the fear of death.

At the critical moment, it was the middle-aged man who led the team to make a timely move.

He also struck out a sword, and in front of Wu Yangyu's eyes, he knocked out the purple saber energy.

However, although the life of this young disciple was saved, Wu Yangyu, who was close at hand, was injured by the close collision of saber energy and sword energy.

Clutching his face and howling in pain, he fell to the side and was protected by the leading middle-aged man, Yang Budong.

Wu Yangyu lowered his hands tremblingly, revealing a face that was beyond recognition.

The handsome look before is gone forever.