The Thunder God's Battle Shadow was already one of Zi Xiaoran's strongest trump cards.
Now that it was blown apart by Yang Wu's punch, Zi Xiaoran's figure flew back a hundred feet. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his aura rapidly shrank.
"Defeated." The surrounding onlookers exclaimed in their hearts.
In their opinion, Zi Xiaoran had no chance of turning the tables.
The Purple Firmament Ancestor also did not expect Zi Xiaoran to be defeated by Yang Wu. He could not help but sigh in his heart, "The nobles of the God Realm are really unreliable. They've completely disgraced the Purple Firmament Palace."
Yu Yue, who was in the restriction, said with tears streaming down her face, "I knew my husband would win. He's invincible."
She was happy for Yang Wu. She could finally see Yang Wu.
Xiang Dingtian smiled and said to the Purple Firmament Ancestor, "Can you call him out now?"
Before the Purple Firmament Ancestor could reply, Zi Xiaoran's voice rang out again, "I haven't lost yet."
He jumped up, clutched his chest, and stared at Yang Wu, "I didn't expect there to be a genius like you in the human realm. You're also qualified to be our Young Master's follower. If you're willing to join our Young Master and give up on Miss Yu Yue, I can give you a chance to bring you to the God Realm."
When the crowd heard Zi Xiaoran's words, they were all shocked. He actually threw out a bait to enter the God Realm. It was too tempting.
If he threw this bait to others, who knew how many Omnipotent Experts would kneel down and beg to snatch it.
Entering the God Realm required a high price. At the same time, people from the God Realm also had to pay a high price to come to the lower realm. Every slot was incomparably precious and not everyone could get it.
Would Yang Wu agree?
"The God Realm? One day, I'll personally fight my way up there. Why would I need your handouts? "Yang Wu replied domineeringly.
"Do you know what kind of place the God Realm is? That place is filled with cultivation paradises. It's a cultivation palace that all living creatures yearn for. Every living creature can have a very long lifespan. After becoming an immortal, they can even live as long as the heavens. Do you still want to give up? "Zi Xiaoran continued to tempt him.
"Who doesn't know how to paint a beautiful picture? No matter how beautiful a place is, what does it have to do with me if I can't make the decision? I don't care," Yang Wu said without any extravagant hopes.
"Then I can only personally send you to your death." After Zi Xiaoran said fiercely, a mysterious shining armor appeared on his body.
Level one Purple God Armor.
This was a complete set of divine armor. It was incomparably exquisite, and when it was worn on Zi Xiaoran's body, it made him look as perfect as a celestial soldier.
At the same time, Zi Xiaoran's aura skyrocketed. He had stepped into the Divine level in one go. Bolts of heavenly lightning landed beside him, creating an extremely shocking impact.
Everyone was stunned.
This set of Godly Armor could help one enter the Divine Realm?
That's right. This level one Purple Godly Armor could help Zi Xiaoran possess the combat power of a level one Divine level.
This was an extremely precious set of Godly Armor. Even in the Divine Realm, one would need to spend a large amount of Godly Stones to purchase it.
This was Zi Xiaoran's final and strongest trump card.
"Bigger! Bigger! Bigger! " Zi Xiaoran also shouted. His body grew, reaching a sacred body of five hundred feet. In front of Yang Wu, he still seemed a little small, but the gap was not that big.
If the difference between an adult and a baby was the difference between an adult and a child now.
The Purple Godly Armor on Zi Xiaoran's body did not explode. Instead, it had toughness and could grow with his body. It was truly magical.
Yang Wu did not wait for Zi Xiaoran to exhaust himself. He raised his hand and attacked Zi Xiaoran.
Domineering Divine Palm.
Yang Wu did not hold back. A fire palm carried Blue Demoness's firepower, forming a sea of fire that pressed down on Zi Xiaoran.
Zi Xiaoran's aura surged. He roared, "Your current strength is no longer a threat to me. Explode!"
Zi Xiaoran swung his fist. A huge Purple Lightning Fist surged up and exploded in the sea of fire, causing the sea of fire to explode.
The power of lightning and firepower splashed everywhere. The white clouds turned into nothingness, forming a void.
The Purple Lightning Fist was still like a dragon charging towards Yang Wu's vital points.
Yang Wu formed the Black Tortoise Armor on his body. He used the Deflecting Force to disperse the power of the fist. However, his body was still pushed back by dozens of feet. It could be seen that Zi Xiaoran's strength had increased by a lot.
After Zi Xiaoran succeeded in his first move, he attacked again. One punch after another formed a Fist Domain, sealing off all of Yang Wu's escape routes. Every punch carried the power of divine thunder, making it difficult for Yang Wu to resist.
Yang Wu entered a defensive position, judging Zi Xiaoran's attack. However, he was still unable to enter a complete blockade. His body was continuously attacked. The Black Tortoise Armor also showed cracks. Blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was injured quite badly.
After Zi Xiaoran put on this set of divine armor, his strength had increased by a lot.
"Come, let the storm come even more fiercely." Yang Wu encouraged himself. He guided the power of the stars and used all his strength to collide with Zi Xiaoran.
Only under pressure would he become more courageous and increase the possibility of breaking through.
Yang Wu remained calm under the situation of being attacked. This was the battle experience he had accumulated over the years.
Puff! Puff!
Yang Wu's huge body was continuously pushed back. The armor completely disintegrated, and his aura began to shrink.
Xiang Dingtian, Miao Biaoqi, Yang Hanlin, and the others' eyelids twitched. They felt that Yang Wu was in trouble.
Once Yang Wu was in danger, they would definitely do everything they could to save him.
The people of the Purple Cloud Palace heaved a sigh of relief. They felt that it was normal for Zi Xiaoran to have such combat power. Even if he borrowed external forces, it was still a symbol of his foundation.
"So what if you have a great Divine Body? It's nothing in front of me. How dare you look down on me and the Realm of the Gods? You ignorant bastard, it's time for you to die." Zi Xiaoran roared. His body moved like a dragon snake. The Purple God Fist became more and more violent. It formed a boundless Thunder Fist Realm and crazily exploded on Yang Wu's body.
Yang Wu was never a person who would sit and wait for death. The Qi in his body circulated to the limit. The power in his Dantian erupted like a volcano. The Qi in his meridians surged like a flood. The power of the stars from the nine heavens fell continuously, forming a Saint Qi storm. He shouted, "You have a godly armor, and I have a godly weapon. We'll see who's stronger in this move!"
Yang Wu took out the Big Dipper Sword. The Star-Swallowing Sword Principle increased greatly. Sword Qi appeared all over the sky. It was as if it could completely erase the stars.
The Thunder Fist Realm and the Sword Qi collided fiercely. Waves of intense sparks splashed out.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of the explosion was louder than the previous one. It forced the people around to retreat again and again. They stared at the battlefield to see who would win.
This battle was simply too exciting.
No matter who won, they would receive a lot of attention.
Yang Wu fell down.
His huge body was shrinking, and fist imprints appeared one after another on his body. His great success sacred body was almost blasted apart, and cracks appeared one after another. His appearance was just too miserable.
The people who cared about Yang Wu were all on edge.
Xiang Dingtian acted immediately. He wanted to save Yang Wu.
The Purple Cloud Ancestor showed up and blocked Xiang Dingtian. "Xiang Dingtian, don't worry. Let's see the final result."
"Get out of my way!" Xiang Dingtian was anxious. He roared and slapped out a torrential fire palm print to force the Purple Cloud Ancestor away.
Since the Purple Cloud Ancestor showed up, he was no longer afraid of Xiang Dingtian. He forcefully blocked Xiang Dingtian's palm.
At the same time, Miao Miaoqi, Yang Hanlin, and some other god-level creatures also moved. They were ready to save Yang Wu.
Even if Yang Wu lost this battle, he had shown his supreme potential. He could not die.
The god-level creatures of the Purple Cloud Palace also moved. They did not want Yang Wu to live.
Just as the god-level battle was about to start, Zi Xiaoran fell down.
The divine armor on Zi Xiaoran's body immediately shattered, and a terrifying sword mark appeared on his body. His entire body was almost split into two halves. That ghastly sword mark was extremely terrifying, and it was even more fatal than the fist mark on Yang Wu's body.
Every living being who saw this gasped in shock.
Who won and who lost?
"I won't die. I won't die," Zi Xiaoran murmured in panic. A godly liquid entered his body and began to heal his injuries.
As expected, the terrifying sword mark on his body began to heal. His life was saved.
"Haha, lower realm trash. Now you know regret." Zi Xiaoran had just recovered a little when he started to laugh maniacally.
He had just lost seventy to eighty percent of his strength and was hanging on by a thread. After being replenished by the godly liquid, he became arrogant again. His smug look was disgusting.
"Is that so? I think the one who regrets is you. " Yang Wu, who had fallen, suddenly bounced up from the ground. His aura did not decrease but increased instead. A Soul Shadow appeared and covered the entire area. It was as if a True God had descended and directly suppressed Zi Xiaoran's aura.
Pfft!
Zi Xiaoran spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
This was Yang Wu's godly spirit. It was comparable to a god-level expert.
This was only Yang Wu's aura. The real killing move was yet to come.
The Demonic Shadow Needle flew out and shot towards Zi Xiaoran's mind.
Zi Xiaoran no longer had the ability to dodge, but his armor blocked the fatal blow for him.
Zi Xiaoran was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He shouted, "Zi Jin, go and kill him."
The Purple-gold-eyed Beast rushed out from not far away. It opened its mouth and tried to swallow Yang Wu.
This was Zi Xiaoran's mount. It had been participating in the battle. It was not against the rules for it to enter.
"Let's see how you die this time." Zi Xiaoran thought to himself.
"Xiao Man, eat him." Yang Wu shouted. A vine shot out from his arm. Then, tens of thousands of vines shot towards the Purple-gold-eyed Beast to bind it.
The Purple-gold-eyed Beast came too quickly. It was too late by the time it noticed the vines. It was bound by the vines. Then, countless more vines completely bound it. In the end, a holy flower appeared, which made it despair.
"Devil's Snare Flower!"
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