Final priesthood

Chapter 287 Is there any way beyond Grandmaster? The two of them are the way!

Above the island, large swaths of white mist were pulled and stirred by inexplicable forces, and all rivers flowed towards the high platform.

Half of the high platform was shrouded in clouds and mist.

In the clouds and mist, the glow is like a waterfall.

In the vagueness and trance, it seems that one can see an endless towering, boundless and solemn white jade portal quietly emerging.

On the door, there was written the word "Southern" like the imprint of Heaven.

However, the high platform on the other side was occupied by pure darkness and coldness.

It was like Hades opened wide, and the majestic death energy like waves surged out.

Infecting the heaven and earth into a dark and dead color.

The decaying earth, the remaining ruins, and the dead wandering around.

On one side is the gate of the Heavenly Palace, which is aloof and indifferent to the common people.

On the other side is the kingdom of Hades, which is extinct, decadent and cold.

One side is high and the other side is dark.

One side is clear, the other side is turbid.

In this head-on confrontation, no one on the entire Wusheng Island could see the details clearly.

All they could see were two distinct forces colliding.

See the fight between Heaven and Hades.

Countless people were shocked.

It is simply unimaginable how strong the will and blood must be to create such an incredible and majestic vision.

Just like quoting myths to reflect reality.

Even pure martial arts masters will be affected and unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion.

The two extremely powerful auras that erupted from the high platform had exceeded the limits of martial arts under ordinary definitions and reached the height of a true legend.

I don’t know how many pure martial arts fighters had the urge to worship him at this moment.

Pure martial arts myth!

This is the true pure martial arts myth!

Fortunately, God Wu Chao was a figure who became a martial arts legend a few eras ago.

He has been sitting on the top of Penglai, overlooking the entire ancient martial arts world for nearly two hundred years.

The long way is the scariest thing.

This strong entrance, carrying the title of the contemporary Evil Emperor of the Evil Martial Alliance, defeated dozens of Grandmasters and Penglai Five Elders all the way from the White Square until he reached the top and now competes with God.

From beginning to end, not even a trace of evil energy was released.

It all relies on attainments in the pure martial arts field.

How old is he?

Is he really destined to end an era? !

"Bang——"

The sound of fist-bumping could be heard on the high platform.

But it was not big, and there was no earth-shattering momentum coming out.

Only the swirling clouds and mists stirred by the aftermath proved that this confrontation was taking place.

But what fell into the eyes of the onlookers below was a blurry picture in which vision was strongly distorted and countless illusions emerged.

"The martial arts of these two people have reached an unfathomable level above that of a master!"

Someone underneath rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers and murmured in a daze: "What they compete with is not only strength and skills, but also spiritual will, or rather

This is a battle between two paths, a collision between systems! "

"Above the Grandmaster? Is there still a way to go above the Grandmaster?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

When a master-level figure heard these words, he raised his hand and pointed to the high platform, and said word by word with a strange expression: "The two of them are the way!"

On the high platform, two figures were fighting each other like phantoms, fighting together.

On the [Fighter] panel, the skills he learned through comprehension flowed through Lu Yuan's heart like running water, and then gradually integrated into his bones and blood.

Lu Yuan's spirit, will, blood, and every cell in his body were shouting and boiling.

But his heart was calm.

Like a glacial lake, a glacial lake with hot lava flowing and rolling underneath.

"Tiangong Martial Arts"

God Wu Chao"

Lu Yuan recited these two words silently in his heart, and his eyes had already turned pure silver white.

In the silver-white center, there seems to be a vortex spinning rapidly.

The lv3 [Invincible Instinct] was activated in the first encounter with him.

Previously, Lu Yuan climbed up the three-level platform, fighting vertically and horizontally, and was invincible. He never activated [Invincible Instinct] and summoned "Fighter" to come online.

But not against Wu Chao.

If he did not activate the full level [Invincible Instinct], Lu Yuan had a premonition that he would be quickly defeated within a few breaths.

"He is a monster with extraordinary talents, and he has survived for more than two hundred years by relying on various new-age methods.

With more than two hundred years of martial arts accumulation, his experience, skills, and awareness in all aspects have reached an unprecedented height.

The state he is in now is equivalent to my full level [Invincible Instinct]! "

Faced with such a living "martial arts myth", Lu Yuan had to rely on the panel, otherwise he would not be able to close the gap in accumulation over the past two hundred years.

"But the more it is like this, the more exciting it is."

The silver vortex in Lu Yuan's pupils turned faster and faster.

His heart was like still water, but his body was like burning fire.

The raging fighting spirit was burning in every corner of his body.

"I want to achieve an unprecedented and unparalleled level of extraordinary master.

It is precisely this kind of unparalleled figure that is needed to serve as fuel and fuel the fire! "

Lu Yuan's eyes glowed with silvery light, and he flew into the air like a big bird. He spread out his arms, and in a swooping posture, he pressed his arms down and struck at the Wu Chao below.

All around him, originally transparent and invisible, but twisted air currents surrounded and intertwined, and the dark golden martial power flowed throughout his body.

In a daze, it seemed as if a pale full moon quietly emerged from behind him.

Under the full moon, the sky was filled with black crows flapping their wings and singing in unison.

"Underworld Crow Flow. Psalm to the Moon!"

Wu Chao looked calm, stretched out his hands, touched lightly between his fingers, and built an arch bridge shape, which just happened to block Lu Yuan's punch.

"The second form of Tengu-ryu - building a rainbow bridge!"

Fists and palms collided, clouds and mist surged around Wu Chao, and the vision reappeared.

In the mist, behind the towering white jade Nantian Gate, there seems to be a nine-color rainbow bridge emerging.

The images collided, the full moon swayed, and the crows praising the moon exploded one after another.

However, the Nine-Colored Hongqiao remained unchanged and became more and more beautiful and brilliant.

There was no movement on Lu Yuan's face, but the fist posture in his hand changed quietly.

"Underworld Crow Flow. Eat the Moon!"

The fist turned into a claw, and the claws intertwined with dark gold light became an upward gesture.

The strange phenomenon caused by this move was that under the full moon, countless red-eyed black crows suddenly appeared like dark clouds.

The pale cold moon was also covered with a faint layer of blood.

At this time, Lu Yuan's entire body was completely enveloped by the twisted airflow. The light was dim and his figure could not be seen clearly. He could only feel a trace of cold, bloodthirsty and cruel aura flowing out of it.

Wu Chao's expression did not change and he continued to press down with his hands.

The Nine-Colored Rainbow Bridge in the white clouds and mist swayed gently, and a majestic and majestic force suddenly suppressed it.

"Boom boom boom——"

The aura around Lu Yuan exploded layer by layer, and the crows around him also collapsed rapidly.

When his hands were pressed to the lowest point by Wu Chao and the momentum around him was almost gone, Lu Yuan suddenly closed his hands again.

The tip of the palm points upward, poking upward like a sharp blade.

The two previous blockages and defeats seemed to be paving the way for this move.

The power and momentum accumulated secretly exploded at this moment.

"Underworld Crow Flow. Seize the Moon!"

Mingcrow flow. Praise the moon, bite the moon, seize the moon!

Lu Yuan takes the lv2 super sure kill [Thousand Crows Ode to the Moon] as the core and integrates the three combined killing moves of the Underworld Crow style created by the Crane School's sure kill.

The Shenxiang flow system takes "power" as its core, while the Hades flow system takes "intention" as its core.

This is most vividly demonstrated at this moment.

As soon as Seizing the Moon came out, the aura around Lu Yuan exploded again, and the terrifying aura emitted, directly twisting the air around him into black.

The miserable, cold full moon behind him also quietly turned pure blood red at this moment.

Among the blood red, there was a flash of pure darkness, just like the eyes of a crow.

The blood moon vision collides with the southern portal and the nine-color rainbow bridge.

"boom!"

On the highest platform, the clouds and mist rolled like boiling, and the two colors of white and black were completely mixed together.

The terrifying aftermath spread, pushing away many clouds and mists, creating a huge circular pattern directly in the sky above the high platform.

There is no cloud or mist left in the pattern, only a pot-shaped gap that emits white light, and a waterfall-like glow is released from the gap.

Under the twilight, the jade-like Wu Chao stood peacefully, with his hands behind his back and his eyes clear.

There are still visions of Nantian and Hongqiao overhead.

At this moment, he truly deserves the name "God".

At this time, Lu Yuan was standing on the other corner of the high platform.

The aura and the underworld vision around him have completely dissipated.

His hands were hanging on his sides, and red blood was flowing down between his fingers.

But Lu Yuan's expression was very calm.

He has not yet become a master, but his mental strength and physical strength are already ten times higher than those of ordinary masters.

But compared with a legendary figure like God Wu Chao who has reached a level that is almost completely superior to the master... there is still a gap.

His transformation has not yet been completed, and even his martial arts system is still in its infancy and is being perfected.

But Wu Chao is nearly perfect in all aspects, with almost no flaws or shortcomings.

His person is just like his martial arts.

It is like a heavenly palace standing on the clouds, high above, dominating the common people and contemptuous of the world.

“For more than two hundred years, countless opponents and countless victories have created his almost invincible ambition.

It’s as unreachable and indestructible as the mythical heavenly palace.”

As Lu Yuan thought about it, the blood flowed back from his fingers, and the aura around him rose up bit by bit.

"But I'm almost done."

Lu Yuan whispered to himself in his heart.

The next second, the whole person suddenly rose and expanded.

The black hair swelled so much that it hung down to her waist like a waterfall.

His skin was red, and a huge bloody lotus eye appeared on his back.

Waves of surging heat spread out from his body.

It seems that it has entered the third stage of ultimate transformation.

"call--"

Lu Yuan let out a long breath and turned into an afterimage and headed straight towards Wu Chao.

Around him, a prosperous and ancient city-state slowly began to appear.

This vision was completely different from the dark and cold aura he had before, and there was nothing surprising about it.

The only thing that can leave some impression on people is probably the slowly unfolding charm of an epic scroll in this vision.

A strange color flashed across the eyes of Lord Wu Chao, who were as gentle as jade. Without saying anything, he struck Lu Yuan with a light palm.

"The third form of Tiangong style - Qixiange!"

Following this palm strike, countless pavilions seemed to quietly emerge from the vague clouds and mist above Wu Chao's head.

An indescribable majestic and vast, ethereal and almost immortal charm flowed out of his palm.

Lu Yuan's face was expressionless, carrying the prosperity of a prosperous age. He raised his hand and punched Wu Chao's palm.

Fists and palms touched.

"boom!"

After the terrifying aftermath, Wu Chao remained motionless, his expression the same as before.

Lu Yuan flew back, almost reaching the edge of the high platform before he could stop.

He took a deep breath, the aura around his body was scattered, and the vision of the prosperous and ancient city-state he released seemed to be shaken by Wu Chao's palm.

The prosperity is gone, but there is a sense of impending disaster.

There was no movement on Lu Yuan's face.

He raised a hand and gently wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Half a meter."

Lu Yuan muttered to himself.

Wu Chao in the distance frowned slightly, as if he was confused by his inexplicable words.

"boom!"

Lu Yuan's black hair rose, and his aura revived.

The vision of the ancient city-state around him also began to change dramatically.

In the sky of this vision, a black meteorite wrapped in blazing black flames appeared.

Lu Yuan jumped up, Yao Jiao's figure quietly overlapped with the black meteorite in mid-air, and he fiercely attacked Wu Chao like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Wu Chao narrowed his eyes and did not even look at Lu Yuan's blow, holding one hand behind his back.

One hand reached up and grabbed it very casually.

He muttered: "The fourth form of Tiangong style."