Chapter 987

When all the people watching the battle on the sea around saw this scene, they were completely scared and silly, including Xu Yang, the leader of the glory team.

Xu Yang asked himself that he had seen so many monks who regarded themselves as martial artists, but he had never seen the demeanor of this guy named whirlpool Wulang.

It has to be said that when the moment of self destruction of his eyes was staged, Xu Yang's originally calm mind also twitched for a moment, as if at this moment, it seemed that he had learned something from the unique spirit of this fellow called whirlpool Wulang.

Of course, I have to admit that this guy's training and fighting methods are too extreme. However, his extreme strength broke out at this moment is far more than any opponent of the same cultivation level.

Perhaps, when a person chooses to prove his strength in an extreme way, he will release his most powerful potential.

For a long time, Xu Yang has been quietly studying his follow-up cultivation road.

To some extent, today's he, by virtue of his almost perfect innate vitality, has cultivated the original power to the highest level. But he never forgot the old man's advice to himself.

The real ultimate of primitive power, even he himself has never reached. Even now, Xu Yang has been able to cultivate his innate vitality to a state of great perfection, so that reincarnation is endless.

But even so, the peak state that Xu Yang can reach at present is only to open nine cyclones at the same time.

Although, this has created an unprecedented supreme glory, reaching the peak of the original power realm that no one else has ever touched.

But Xu Yang is always thinking about how to open the tenth cyclone in the legend.

The problem is that people's physical limit can only have nine big acupoints at most, which can condense the state of cyclone. In other words, even if you want to start the tenth cyclone, where it will open up is a puzzle that may never be solved.

But Xu Yang still did not give up this aspect of thinking, until he just saw whirlpool Wulang, in that moment burst out of amazing potential.

In the dark, Xu Yang seems to get some guidance. Let him in his innermost heart quietly hidden a thought of breaking and then standing.

Perhaps, the place that can really create miracles is often the place that will be ignored by everyone.

I have to admit that from the moment when Wulang destroyed his eyes, Xu Yang instinctively looked at this guy. At least, the spirit he possessed was worth learning and worshipping by every practitioner who focused on the way of cultivation.

You can stand against him. You can treat him as an immortal enemy, but you have to respect this guy.

Murmuro's face was soon covered with gurgling blood. However, his unrestrained laughter became more and more arrogant. At the same time, his position in the middle of the sea level formed an extremely violent blood vortex.

Part of the scarlet color in the whirlpool comes from his pure blood breath, and the other part seems to have a great relationship with his special skills.

According to Xu Yang's judgment, his self destruction of his eyes is equivalent to opening up a taboo skill which has been silent for too many years. This skill may only be used once in his life, and it is at the cost of permanent loss of light.

But at the same time the exchange of power will be unimaginable.

Sure enough, just at the moment when the purple whirlpool swelled to the extreme, a terrible totem like Hades appeared behind the whirlpool Wulang.

This totem looks very ferocious, but its breath has reached its peak. Like the black king's contour, the body of whirlpool Wulang completely surrounds the black flame. With the general dark magic that can swallow everything, it threatens everything around. At this time, even lingyao standing in front of whirlpool Wulang has no impulse to act automatically.

As a matter of fact, lingyao, like the whirlpool Wulang, has a strong enough spirit of martial arts. Since she said that she would give the other party the chance to give her strongest blow, she would never take advantage of others' danger.

On the other hand, the appearance of the nether black totem also made lingyao particularly interested in the ultimate mystical skill of whirlpool Wulang.

She also wanted to see the amazing ability of this man who was so proud that he could stab his eyes without hesitation.

"My believer, you summon me in this way, but do you want to form some kind of cooperation with me?"

The king's dumb and deep voice gradually appeared, and soon, the coverage of the vast direction of the surrounding sea area was transmitted to the mind of every onlooker.

This voice how thick, whirlpool Wulang finally at this moment slowly open his mouth, "I want to exchange strong enough power, Lord Hades! Please give me the true glory of the warrior

Finally, the steel knife in whirlpool Wulang's hands was smashed by his precious steel knife, and there were many ferocious chapped lines on the blade surface.When he lost his eyes and eternal light, the steel knife he cherished was actually the only thing that whirlpool Wulang cherished most.

But at this moment, his only support finally collapsed, which means that whirlpool Wulang no longer has any life support. In this extreme state of being on the verge of despair, whirlpool Wulang's inner grief and anger as well as all the complex emotions blend into a furnace.

And such emotional fluctuations, as well as the totem of Hades behind him, endows him with perfect fusion of strength.

At that moment, the whirlpool Wulang's back began to condense a black blade formed by the pure power of Hades.

The blade itself is two meters long. Every inch of black light has released the terrible waves that seem to be able to swallow everything.

"My God! Look! That black blade is so terrible! Actually can bring me the feeling of suffocation, what kind of power is this?

I can't imagine that this whirlpool Wulang is only the third day king of the executioners' army, and he has such an amazing secret

Xu Yang always carried his hands on his back and gazed calmly at all this. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Xihuang, who had become his sword servant.

"What kind of identity does this whirlpool Wulang have? I want to hear the most real answer. "