Underneath this calm expression, there was a hidden anger.

"I heard... Mom's cry, please don't grieve for your son. ”

I opened my eyes, saw the underwater world, clasped my hands, and muttered sadly.

“… I will kill the brave King of Xasan at once and save you from his shame!"

He writhed violently.

After a few seconds, Vishma held out her hands as if to hold something, and roared.

"Open the door!"

Prosperity! Prosperity! Prosperity!

Under the great power of the Iron God, the son of Ganges, the invisible water was parted, and the filthy land was once again exposed to the sky.

At this time, Wang Mu pulled the trigger of Blue Rose.

"Second round!!" Steel in fire

Iron heroes are most afraid of the fire elemental and the sun, which are their natural enemies, and even if they are protected by immortality, they are likely to die in fire.

But God forbid!

He's not just steel, he's a covenant man!

Fire can only afflict him, but it cannot take away his life.

The silver-armored samurai frowned, silently enduring the burning of the fire. He stepped on his left foot and stabbed Wang Mu with his sword.

Fourth!

A hundred meters is fleeting. Wang Mu was armed with a revolver and blocked King Indra's blade with a modified iron bucket. The thunder and lightning on the knife did not hurt him, but caused a catastrophe around him, burning the earth black.

Although steel is afraid of fire, it is made by calcining flames.

With a fierce expression, Visuma picked up his muscles and slowly pinched Wang Mu's arm with his incomparable strength.

Do you think I, the son of the Ganges, will not be able to drive my mother?!" (

Not great!

Wang Mu let out a low voice. As the ruler of the tide, he has sensed the intentions of his opponents.

The steel is melted in fire and cooled in water.

The essence of the Ganges water was restored by Vishnu and now returned to him.

An endless chill rose from the riverbed, and the stream poured down on the burning Visamar, providing him with the cooling he needed to forge steel.

At the same time, the perception of his charisma is growing.

Mistake! It can't go on like this! King Mu Yi gritted his teeth and swung away Visumo's divine sword.

The next blow of the sword had already drawn a delicate trajectory, cutting off Wang Mu's head.

"Inherent time - four times the speed!"

Saying "autosuggestion spell" will increase your own time acceleration.

Wang Mu bent down and made the movement of the iron bridge. After the old power of Visma is gone, the new force has not yet been born, and the white skull pair appears on the right side of his body.

Then came the storm of nail fists.

That is "Qiaoqiao's Adventure", the help of the Eastern War and the iconic attack mode of the empty belt city, Wang Mu can finally use it up after the double upgrade.

- With the dual advantages of speed and strength, he hit the opponent with punches that are difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, and according to incomplete statistics, he defeated the villain in at least three digits in this move!

But the opponent is not an ordinary person, but God!

The crazy boxing hell was enough to pierce the iron rock, but it had no effect on Wishama's body.

Apart from the steel, the body of Vithma in the Mahabharata is stronger than the pure gold body of his grandson, who is the son of the god of wind, who split the body of Vaishma three times without any traces.

"A little light."

Vismoe hissed, not looking at the crazy hell that he thought was something summoned by the king's shepherds to attack his being.

"Cut..."

Wang Mu spat gloomily, just like last time, he hated this kind of confused opponent.

With his powers, he turned into a stream of water, carrying Vishnu's blade across but unable to deal damage, like the elementalization in Sea King.

In mid-air, Wang Mu's shadow gathered again.

"Plague grapes!

Surrounded by vines crawling with viruses, the elephant is infected by the Yellow King Husky (), and as soon as it stands next to it, it is instantly killed, not to mention touched, and turned into a rotting corpse.

The six vines stretched out at full speed and tied Vesumo tightly. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

What the king didn't notice was that on the skin of his vines, there were tiny spider silks that strengthened their toughness.

It was a gift from the spider god Atlas Nacia.

The lifelong mission of the old master lurking in the depths of darkness is to create a thread that connects reality and fantasy. This means that its silk threads, the glue that holds dreams together, are several times stronger than Gilgamesh's Sky Lock.

"Uh-huh......" she cried out in pain, watching her arm touch the vine.

The dark green virus spread in the form of spots from his body to his head, where the virus took over his body and he lost consciousness.

In desperation, he read it again.

- The brave triumph over evil, and steel shows justice. My father, please give me the strength to keep me away from the virus!"

Under a burst of bright silver light, the virus was ejected from the body, but this state of bondage was not resolved.

While these things were happening, Wang Mu retargeted Vaishma, and the immense power of the spell seemed to be infused with the Blue Rose without money.

"Second round! Load:!

As soon as the muzzle of the gun rang out, the insanely compressed bullet whistled away and hit the gods in the chest.

For the first time since the war with the king, Vaishma showed his suffering. The strength from '' was beyond the endurance of his steel body.

The tremendous kinetic energy caused Vishnu to move backwards, shattering several large trees and crashing into the rocks.

"Timing - twenty times the speed!"

Wang Mu immediately began to pursue after he hit, like a super Isaiah who had taken medicine. He climbed over the collapsed rubble to where he had been hit by the wind bullet and placed his fist in front of Vishma's corpse.

"Poof!"

The combination of these two powerful attacks did not break the Iron God's bones and body, but he did take the damage from the impact inside, spitting out blood.

"Don't underestimate me, King!

In this moment, he finally showed his true ability.

The Excalibur in his right hand disappeared into a white and silver bow and arrow carved with dragons and snakes.

It was a magic trick that made Surya tremble, and it was said that if Vithma drew the bow with all her might, the sun would fall from the sky.

Sixth Sense In the crazy voice, Wang Mu's eyes froze, and he immediately kicked Wei Sumu back.

Not only that, but he insidiously added Basaltan's "water of death" to that foot, allowing it to penetrate into Visima's skin.

"Die!

Vishnu felt a sharp pain in his chest, rubbing his fingers and pulling the bowstring. The art of bow and arrow is an advanced martial art in India, taught only by the Bowan man. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The King's Dimensional Journey, Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.