Chapter 1198: 1198
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"The whole body?"
Listening to Sha Wuqing's arrogant words and looking at the sudden emergence of the eight real God martial artists, Su Ling "puffed", couldn't help laughing and sneered, "you can't do it yet."
When the words fell, Su Ling's eyes suddenly sank and her right hand suddenly shook. Then she saw Su Ling waving her right hand upward, and the star sword in her hand burst into the air. The small dark yellow flowers on the ground around her began to dance with Su Ling's strength.
"Huh?"
Looking at the petals of small yellow flowers, Sha Wuqing couldn't help but be surprised and wondered, "what's going on?"
With the creation of sand, Sha Wuqing knows the power of creation clearly. He can clearly feel that there is the power of creation in the petals of small yellow flowers moving with the wind. But the power of creation is essentially different from that of Su Linggang when he was just wielding his sword. Even, it is two completely different forces.
"Is it..."
At the bottom of Sha Wuqing's heart, he had an idea. He was a little dumb and felt incredible. He stared at Su Ling with wide eyes and a frightened face.
But Su Ling, however, controlled the petals of scattered little yellow flowers around at will and said faintly, "the creation of sand in your body should be most afraid of the creation of wood? Unfortunately, the creation in my body is the creation of wood."
"No way! It's impossible!"
Sha Wuqing looked shocked. With a dignified look on his face, he stared at Su Ling and shouted angrily, "the nature you just used is not the nature of wood at all."
Sha Wuqing himself is the holder of creation. He knows very well what the essence of the so-called creation is.
In the final analysis, the nature of creation is actually a special opportunity bred by the natural energy of heaven and earth.
In other words, the creation of sand in Sha Wuqing's body can make Sha Wuqing have the power to control sand and give full play to the power of sand to the greatest extent.
If Su Ling has the nature of wood, it means that Su Ling has the power to control flowers and trees, which is just his nemesis.
But Su Ling's just strength can never be the creation of wood.
Sha Wuqing's eyes were bleak and stared directly at Su Ling. He thought of the power that Su Ling had just released. In addition, Su Ling said categorically that he had the nature of wood. Sha Wuqing could almost conclude that there must be two different kinds of nature in Su Ling's body.
"Fortune is so rare that you can get two kinds of fortune. God is unfair. How can you care so much for a little bastard from the abandoned domain of God."
Sha Wuqing was very angry and said in a cruel voice, "since you have two kinds of creations, I can't let you leave alive. As long as you are killed, all the creations in your body will belong to me."
"Do it!"
At the next moment, Sha Wuqing looked at the martial artists around him with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
The seven martial arts masters must know a little about the fortune mentioned by Sha Wuqing, but fortune is really too precious to meet. In fact, with their qualifications, they can get the opportunity to prosper in the world thanks to the care of the city master of Shacheng. Otherwise, they will be poor all their lives and have no chance to enter the realm of true God.
Now, the little city Lord wants them. Now they should do their best to help the sand city Lord kill Su Ling and capture the good fortune in Su Ling.
For a moment, the seven martial artists shot at the same time, as fast as lightning, and attacked Su Ling.
However, no matter how fast these seven true gods are, how can they surpass the wood creation used by Su Ling?
Su Ling smiled coldly, with a few cold colors and endless awe at the bottom of her eyes. She said indifferently, "flying flowers are a sword and cut thousands of enemy heads."
Looking at the seven real God martial arts fighters, Su Ling suddenly waved her right hand, and the powerful force swept up in an instant. The petals of small yellow flowers flying in the air seemed to be swept by a hurricane. Just listening to the number of "wheezing, wheezing", she rushed towards the seven real God martial arts fighters.
"Hum, I'm sure you have any other means. It's just such a skill. It's ridiculous."
The man wearing a long black shirt with a black veil on his face couldn't help humming coldly. When he saw the countless petals of small yellow flowers all over the sky, a few expressions of disdain appeared on his face. With these unbearable petals of small yellow flowers, what storm can he set off?
At the peak of Su Ling's life, he was also a warrior in the realm of God. It's ridiculous to hope that he could use such means.
The other six martial artists looked at the petals of the crazy little yellow flower, mixed with a faint aroma. Their inner thoughts were exactly the same as those of the martial artist. Su Ling wanted to defeat the seven of them by such means. It was a dream. It was impossible at all.
You know, the seven of them are all martial artists at the level of zhenshenjing. Although they have not reached the high-level zhenshenjing, the truth that zhenshenjing cannot be humiliated is obvious. Su Ling has not yet understood it.
"Let this proud fellow have a look at the means of the seven of us!"
At the next moment, the seven martial artists looked at each other. They saw a sharp and cruel color in each other's eyes. They wanted to teach Su Ling a lesson. At least let Su Ling understand that don't look down on a martial artist of zhenshenjing level. They were also the strong ones who got the opportunity in the busy world.
He hated Su Ling in his heart. All the seven martial artists showed invincible means. As martial artists in the realm of true God, the skills they showed at the moment were almost the strongest means of their past cultivation. They gathered around the space around them and made a violent crack sound, as if they would crack at any time.
A great deal of energy gathered around the bodies of the seven true God martial artists. Almost at the same moment, the petals of the small yellow flowers fell on the bodies of the seven martial artists.
The man wearing a long black shirt and a black veil on his face was the first to touch the petals. Even though he released a lot of energy at the moment, when his palm touched the petals, he only heard the sound of "Zila", and the force adhered to his body surface suddenly collapsed. Then he saw that the petals were like a sharp blade and cut directly on his skin.
Like a knife cutting on the body, the flesh and blood suddenly burst open, and there was a blood mark, followed by blood seeping from the blood mark.
This incredible scene greatly changed the man's look and shocked him with a look of horror.
"How is this possible?"
The man was shocked.
The petals of small yellow flowers falling all over the sky beat on their bodies frantically. It should be noted that those petals are all like sharp knives and hit on their bodies frantically. Even if they are true gods and martial arts, they can't resist the cutting of those petals.
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"The whole body?"
Listening to Sha Wuqing's arrogant words and looking at the sudden emergence of the eight real God martial artists, Su Ling "puffed", couldn't help laughing and sneered, "you can't do it yet."
When the words fell, Su Ling's eyes suddenly sank and her right hand suddenly shook. Then she saw Su Ling waving her right hand upward, and the star sword in her hand burst into the air. The small dark yellow flowers on the ground around her began to dance with Su Ling's strength.
"Huh?"
Looking at the petals of small yellow flowers, Sha Wuqing couldn't help but be surprised and wondered, "what's going on?"
With the creation of sand, Sha Wuqing knows the power of creation clearly. He can clearly feel that there is the power of creation in the petals of small yellow flowers moving with the wind. But the power of creation is essentially different from that of Su Linggang when he was just wielding his sword. Even, it is two completely different forces.
"Is it..."
At the bottom of Sha Wuqing's heart, he had an idea. He was a little dumb and felt incredible. He stared at Su Ling with wide eyes and a frightened face.
But Su Ling, however, controlled the petals of scattered little yellow flowers around at will and said faintly, "the creation of sand in your body should be most afraid of the creation of wood? Unfortunately, the creation in my body is the creation of wood."
"No way! It's impossible!"
Sha Wuqing looked shocked. With a dignified look on his face, he stared at Su Ling and shouted angrily, "the nature you just used is not the nature of wood at all."
Sha Wuqing himself is the holder of creation. He knows very well what the essence of the so-called creation is.
In the final analysis, the nature of creation is actually a special opportunity bred by the natural energy of heaven and earth.
In other words, the creation of sand in Sha Wuqing's body can make Sha Wuqing have the power to control sand and give full play to the power of sand to the greatest extent.
If Su Ling has the nature of wood, it means that Su Ling has the power to control flowers and trees, which is just his nemesis.
But Su Ling's just strength can never be the creation of wood.
Sha Wuqing's eyes were bleak and stared directly at Su Ling. He thought of the power that Su Ling had just released. In addition, Su Ling said categorically that he had the nature of wood. Sha Wuqing could almost conclude that there must be two different kinds of nature in Su Ling's body.
"Fortune is so rare that you can get two kinds of fortune. God is unfair. How can you care so much for a little bastard from the abandoned domain of God."
Sha Wuqing was very angry and said in a cruel voice, "since you have two kinds of creations, I can't let you leave alive. As long as you are killed, all the creations in your body will belong to me."
"Do it!"
At the next moment, Sha Wuqing looked at the martial artists around him with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
The seven martial arts masters must know a little about the fortune mentioned by Sha Wuqing, but fortune is really too precious to meet. In fact, with their qualifications, they can get the opportunity to prosper in the world thanks to the care of the city master of Shacheng. Otherwise, they will be poor all their lives and have no chance to enter the realm of true God.
Now, the little city Lord wants them. Now they should do their best to help the sand city Lord kill Su Ling and capture the good fortune in Su Ling.
For a moment, the seven martial artists shot at the same time, as fast as lightning, and attacked Su Ling.
However, no matter how fast these seven true gods are, how can they surpass the wood creation used by Su Ling?
Su Ling smiled coldly, with a few cold colors and endless awe at the bottom of her eyes. She said indifferently, "flying flowers are a sword and cut thousands of enemy heads."
Looking at the seven real God martial arts fighters, Su Ling suddenly waved her right hand, and the powerful force swept up in an instant. The petals of small yellow flowers flying in the air seemed to be swept by a hurricane. Just listening to the number of "wheezing, wheezing", she rushed towards the seven real God martial arts fighters.
"Hum, I'm sure you have any other means. It's just such a skill. It's ridiculous."
The man wearing a long black shirt with a black veil on his face couldn't help humming coldly. When he saw the countless petals of small yellow flowers all over the sky, a few expressions of disdain appeared on his face. With these unbearable petals of small yellow flowers, what storm can he set off?
At the peak of Su Ling's life, he was also a warrior in the realm of God. It's ridiculous to hope that he could use such means.
The other six martial artists looked at the petals of the crazy little yellow flower, mixed with a faint aroma. Their inner thoughts were exactly the same as those of the martial artist. Su Ling wanted to defeat the seven of them by such means. It was a dream. It was impossible at all.
You know, the seven of them are all martial artists at the level of zhenshenjing. Although they have not reached the high-level zhenshenjing, the truth that zhenshenjing cannot be humiliated is obvious. Su Ling has not yet understood it.
"Let this proud fellow have a look at the means of the seven of us!"
At the next moment, the seven martial artists looked at each other. They saw a sharp and cruel color in each other's eyes. They wanted to teach Su Ling a lesson. At least let Su Ling understand that don't look down on a martial artist of zhenshenjing level. They were also the strong ones who got the opportunity in the busy world.
He hated Su Ling in his heart. All the seven martial artists showed invincible means. As martial artists in the realm of true God, the skills they showed at the moment were almost the strongest means of their past cultivation. They gathered around the space around them and made a violent crack sound, as if they would crack at any time.
A great deal of energy gathered around the bodies of the seven true God martial artists. Almost at the same moment, the petals of the small yellow flowers fell on the bodies of the seven martial artists.
The man wearing a long black shirt and a black veil on his face was the first to touch the petals. Even though he released a lot of energy at the moment, when his palm touched the petals, he only heard the sound of "Zila", and the force adhered to his body surface suddenly collapsed. Then he saw that the petals were like a sharp blade and cut directly on his skin.
Like a knife cutting on the body, the flesh and blood suddenly burst open, and there was a blood mark, followed by blood seeping from the blood mark.
This incredible scene greatly changed the man's look and shocked him with a look of horror.
"How is this possible?"
The man was shocked.
The petals of small yellow flowers falling all over the sky beat on their bodies frantically. It should be noted that those petals are all like sharp knives and hit on their bodies frantically. Even if they are true gods and martial arts, they can't resist the cutting of those petals.
"The whole body?"Listening to Sha Wuqing's arrogant words and looking at the sudden emergence of the eight real God martial artists, Su Ling "puffed", couldn't help laughing and sneered, "you can't do it yet."When the words fell, Su Ling's eyes suddenly sank and her right hand suddenly shook. Then she saw Su Ling waving her right hand upward, and the star sword in her hand burst into the air. The small dark yellow flowers on the ground around her began to dance with Su Ling's strength."Huh?"Looking at the petals of small yellow flowers, Sha Wuqing couldn't help but be surprised and wondered, "what's going on?"With the creation of sand, Sha Wuqing knows the power of creation clearly. He can clearly feel that there is the power of creation in the petals of small yellow flowers moving with the wind. But the power of creation is essentially different from that of Su Linggang when he was just wielding his sword. Even, it is two completely different forces."Is it..."At the bottom of Sha Wuqing's heart, he had an idea. He was a little dumb and felt incredible. He stared at Su Ling with wide eyes and a frightened face.But Su Ling, however, controlled the petals of scattered little yellow flowers around at will and said faintly, "the creation of sand in your body should be most afraid of the creation of wood? Unfortunately, the creation in my body is the creation of wood.""No way! It's impossible!"Sha Wuqing looked shocked. With a dignified look on his face, he stared at Su Ling and shouted angrily, "the nature you just used is not the nature of wood at all."Sha Wuqing himself is the holder of creation. He knows very well what the essence of the so-called creation is.In the final analysis, the nature of creation is actually a special opportunity bred by the natural energy of heaven and earth.In other words, the creation of sand in Sha Wuqing's body can make Sha Wuqing have the power to control sand and give full play to the power of sand to the greatest extent.If Su Ling has the nature of wood, it means that Su Ling has the power to control flowers and trees, which is just his nemesis.But Su Ling's just strength can never be the creation of wood.Sha Wuqing's eyes were bleak and stared directly at Su Ling. He thought of the power that Su Ling had just released. In addition, Su Ling said categorically that he had the nature of wood. Sha Wuqing could almost conclude that there must be two different kinds of nature in Su Ling's body."Fortune is so rare that you can get two kinds of fortune. God is unfair. How can you care so much for a little bastard from the abandoned domain of God."Sha Wuqing was very angry and said in a cruel voice, "since you have two kinds of creations, I can't let you leave alive. As long as you are killed, all the creations in your body will belong to me.""Do it!"At the next moment, Sha Wuqing looked at the martial artists around him with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice."Yes!"The seven martial arts masters must know a little about the fortune mentioned by Sha Wuqing, but fortune is really too precious to meet. In fact, with their qualifications, they can get the opportunity to prosper in the world thanks to the care of the city master of Shacheng. Otherwise, they will be poor all their lives and have no chance to enter the realm of true God.Now, the little city Lord wants them. Now they should do their best to help the sand city Lord kill Su Ling and capture the good fortune in Su Ling.For a moment, the seven martial artists shot at the same time, as fast as lightning, and attacked Su Ling.However, no matter how fast these seven true gods are, how can they surpass the wood creation used by Su Ling?Su Ling smiled coldly, with a few cold colors and endless awe at the bottom of her eyes. She said indifferently, "flying flowers are a sword and cut thousands of enemy heads."Looking at the seven real God martial arts fighters, Su Ling suddenly waved her right hand, and the powerful force swept up in an instant. The petals of small yellow flowers flying in the air seemed to be swept by a hurricane. Just listening to the number of "wheezing, wheezing", she rushed towards the seven real God martial arts fighters."Hum, I'm sure you have any other means. It's just such a skill. It's ridiculous."The man wearing a long black shirt with a black veil on his face couldn't help humming coldly. When he saw the countless petals of small yellow flowers all over the sky, a few expressions of disdain appeared on his face. With these unbearable petals of small yellow flowers, what storm can he set off?At the peak of Su Ling's life, he was also a warrior in the realm of God. It's ridiculous to hope that he could use such means.The other six martial artists looked at the petals of the crazy little yellow flower, mixed with a faint aroma. Their inner thoughts were exactly the same as those of the martial artist. Su Ling wanted to defeat the seven of them by such means. It was a dream. It was impossible at all.You know, the seven of them are all martial artists at the level of zhenshenjing. Although they have not reached the high-level zhenshenjing, the truth that zhenshenjing cannot be humiliated is obvious. Su Ling has not yet understood it."Let this proud fellow have a look at the means of the seven of us!"At the next moment, the seven martial artists looked at each other. They saw a sharp and cruel color in each other's eyes. They wanted to teach Su Ling a lesson. At least let Su Ling understand that don't look down on a martial artist of zhenshenjing level. They were also the strong ones who got the opportunity in the busy world.He hated Su Ling in his heart. All the seven martial artists showed invincible means. As martial artists in the realm of true God, the skills they showed at the moment were almost the strongest means of their past cultivation. They gathered around the space around them and made a violent crack sound, as if they would crack at any time.A great deal of energy gathered around the bodies of the seven true God martial artists. Almost at the same moment, the petals of the small yellow flowers fell on the bodies of the seven martial artists.The man wearing a long black shirt and a black veil on his face was the first to touch the petals. Even though he released a lot of energy at the moment, when his palm touched the petals, he only heard the sound of "Zila", and the force adhered to his body surface suddenly collapsed. Then he saw that the petals were like a sharp blade and cut directly on his skin.Like a knife cutting on the body, the flesh and blood suddenly burst open, and there was a blood mark, followed by blood seeping from the blood mark.This incredible scene greatly changed the man's look and shocked him with a look of horror."How is this possible?"The man was shocked.The petals of small yellow flowers falling all over the sky beat on their bodies frantically. It should be noted that those petals are all like sharp knives and hit on their bodies frantically. Even if they are true gods and martial arts, they can't resist the cutting of those petals.
