Chapter 1261: It's not really immortal
"What, the Void Son senior has let Luo Xianyu get his hands on it again!"
Looking at the Void Child, whose whole body was divided into nine sections, everyone on the platform gasped.
Pu Dao and Master Ziwei were also amazed by the power of Luo Yu's blow, everyone didn't know what happened just now, but they knew that Luo Yu had condensed the Nine Palaces Technique to the extreme, cutting the space apart.
"What's the use of this, he can't kill the Void Seniors at all!"
Some people scoffed and mocked Luo Yu for doing useless work.
After experiencing the previous scene, in the eyes of many people, the Void seems to be immortal, and his body has been blasted into a blood mist, which can be re-condensed, and it is only dismembered, what is it?
Sure enough, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the nine-stage body of the Void Son, like a machine, positioned each other and regrouped together, and the wound healed quickly.
But what is surprising is that this time the recovery speed of the Void Child is much slower than just now, as if things are not so simple.
On a nearby snowy slope, before the battle, a group of mysterious people arrived.
The group did not come to the observation deck to warm up, and stood in the cold and windy snow, as if they did not feel the slightest cold.
In fact, as soon as this group arrived, they were closely monitored by the sentry of the Dragon Shield Bureau.
The agents on the sentry used infrared scanners to observe their bodies and found that the body temperature of this group of people far exceeded the limit of what ordinary people could accept, at least above 50 degrees.
In particular, the one standing at the front is completely in the form of a furnace on the infrared imager.
"The North American sub-gods rarely appear in our country, keep an eye on me!"
Director Yang told his brothers.
In a way, those guys are not humans, but descendants of the Western Protoss, also known as the Sub-Protoss.
In the snow, several young people from the sub-god clan showed varying degrees of surprise after watching the scene just now.
"Yo ho! It's still fighting over there, these Orientals are fighting real ink!"
A big boy with blond hair and blue eyes, sunny and handsome, rushed down the snowy slope on a skateboard, and smiled cynically.
He had been playing sledding just now, and he didn't seem to be interested in this level of battle at all, and even said that he was a little contemptuous.
"Jimmy, don't make a fuss, the Huaxia Dragon Shield Bureau is staring at us. Next to her, a dark-skinned girl with a lot of braids on her head, took off the headphones from Apple Talk.
"Head, what do you think?"
The others stepped forward and asked the bald middle-aged man at the front.
"Now I believe that this little boy did kill an angel in Europe. β
The bald man's tone was vicissitudes, in the ice and snow, there was white gas on this person's body, it was not cold, but hot.
On the meter of the agent of the Dragon Shield Bureau, his body temperature was terrifyingly high, exceeding 100 degrees Celsius, and according to common sense, the blood in his body remained boiling all the time, so that the snow around his feet melted.
"Head, you mean, this Oriental boy has the ability to destroy the divine body?" the black girl with a lot of pigtails was curious.
"Yes. The bald man affirmed.
"Destroy the gods? I don't believe it, or let me try it. "The big boy playing sledding is gearing up.
"Jimmy, don't come nonsense, it's not our fight. The bald man stopped, and immediately, his gaze swept a few glances at the nearby mountains, "The totem war is about to begin, and all parties are very curious about Huaxia's strength, but we don't want to be this bird." β
At this time, on the hill two kilometers to the north, there was a group of men dressed in ancient Egyptian service, the leader, holding a scepter and wearing a golden mask of the pharaoh on his face.
The Dragon Shield Bureau characterized these foreign elements as believers in ancient temples from the mysterious area of the lower Nile River basin.
"......&*658&......" The old man under the mask of the pharaoh spoke a string of ancient Egyptian, which translates to "the Oriental boy with the power to kill gods".
Between the cliffs in the east, someone set up a temporary tent to watch the battle, and several Siberians who were roasting the fire inside teased in a playful tone: "Before the gods came to the world, the godkillers appeared, and at this time the temples of the gods of Europe, the gods of North America, the ancient temples of Egypt, and the Solomon of the Indian kingdom may have panicked, and only our great goddess of the storm can sit back and relax." β
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Above the clouds, the nine-stage body of the Void Son took nearly 30 seconds to reluctantly put the body together and heal the wounds.
"Daoyou's understanding of the mysteries of the Nine Palaces, this seat is ashamed!"
Void Zi's face was gloomy.
This time, he suffered a Dao injury, which depleted a lot of vitality.
The power of those nine golden threads, to this day, still makes him palpitate.
"Stepping through the life and death tribulation is just beyond the mortal death tribulation, and it can't touch the immortal body at the immortal level. β
Luo Yu teased.
After the calamity of life and death, in some aspects, it is actually the same as the Western gods, which can heal themselves, but they are not eternal and immortal, and they cannot be killed at all.
Just like when Luo Yu pinched the angel alive in the confined space, the old turtle, as the Dao body of the Seven Tribulations Immortal, was not inexplicable in front of Luo Yu.
"Just now, this seat was bigger, but then, this seat will not give you any more chances!"
The old man of the void looked cold, raised his hand and shook it, and the nine pieces of emptiness that had been split returned to normal.
Then, as soon as the Void Zi pointed out, the air around Luo Yu stopped flowing in an instant.
It's not just the air, it's like even the space, it's frozen.
Luo Yu's whole person was like a fish swimming in the water, and the current was suddenly frozen, completely losing room to move.
"The Void is angry!"
Pudao people were surprised.
"As conceited as he is, he is finally willing to regard Luo Xianyu as a real opponent, and take out his housekeeping skills to clean up. β
Master Ziwei's jaw was broken, and the flesh was broken twice, and everyone was amazed by the vastness of the Void Son's resurrection from the dead, but in fact, they didn't understand at all, it was consuming the Void Son's vitality.
Especially the second time, the Void Son not only suffered damage to his vitality, but also suffered some injuries.
"Housekeeping skills?" everyone was stunned.
Could it be that this great power was just accompanying Luo Xianyu to make a small fuss just now?
"The housekeeping skill of the Void Son is the "Void Dao Technique". Pu Daoren said bluntly, and then, the old eyes looked at Luo Yu who was imprisoned in the battlefield, "For example, this move 'Void Finger', with a flick of your fingers, you can beat the enemy into a Void Law Phase, and there are few great monks in the mortal world who can parry, it depends on how Luo Xianyu responds." β
"It seems to be really, Luo Xianyu can't move at all. β
Many people exclaimed, at this moment, in everyone's eyes, Luo Yu stopped blinking even his eyelids in that imprisoned law.
"What are the void seniors waiting for, taking the opportunity to take this kid's dog life!"
The people up and down the Pang family are boiling.
The Void Son floated in the clouds, and was about to strike again.
Suddenlyβ
Luo Yu, who was imprisoned in the Law Phase, seemed to have lost his color all over his body, at first it slowly faded, and soon, the whole person became transparent, and finally like a shadow that could not be captured by the entity, he walked out of the Void Law Phase.
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