Chapter 740 A clown is still a clown after all, Tang Sans heart is bleeding(1/4)
In the next second, the governing scepter turned into a strange form, and pierced Zhou Yi's huge body like a sharp blade.
The governing scepter became extremely long at this moment, and was driven into the void like a huge nail, fixing Zhou Yi here unable to move.
Absolute domination.
This is a rule-based skill that is very characteristic of Douluo.
This kind of skill effect is absolutely effective, and even god-level experts are not immune to it.
"This is impossible!" Zhou Yi shouted sternly, "I am already a god! I am a god! How could I be trapped by a mere mortal's 100,000-year-old soul skill!"
"It's just possible."
Zhang Bowen sneered and stepped back, the magical glow in his hand suddenly erupted.
The next moment, all the angels acted in exactly the same way as him, and actually performed an identical magical spell together.
Terrifying attacks were brewing high in the sky, and powerful magical fluctuations shook the space to a point of instability.
"Taste my wrath!"
Blazing light burst out together with Zhang Bowen's roar, and more than two hundred undead angels released a powerful magic called the Pope's Wrath.
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The wrath of the Pope.
The effect of this magical technique is as simple and crude as its name.
Use the ultimate power of holy light to impact and purify the enemy, and it also comes with space locking.
This is the impact of very pure holy light power released by the law of light.
The light elements and energy will begin to crack crazily the moment they hit the target, launching a continuous explosion within a certain space.
Under such a multi-dimensional, blind-angle attack, Zhou Yi had no way to dodge and could only resist.
"boom!"
The violent aftermath swept across Shrek City's linkage shield, causing the reserve energy to drop by as much as 30% in an instant, and it continued to plummet at an alarming rate.
The light erupted from the accumulation of more than two hundred magical torrents was so dazzling that it blocked the sun high in the sky.
The eyes of countless soul masters and people who looked up were stabbed by the intense bright light.
This painful temporary blindness makes them unable to help but shed physiological tears.
The scene at this time is like the Golden Crow falling into the world.
The intense light and heat caused the linkage shield's reserve energy to drop rapidly, and the terrifying high temperature evaporated a large amount of water that had previously fallen to the ground.
The lowest position on the battlefield is now like a steamer and an oven combined.
The combined shield can block physical attacks and energy attacks, but it cannot block simple temperature increases.
Even if Shixing used the time and space silver plate to isolate most of the power, a few people who were slower to evacuate were still burned by the aftermath of the battle.
Priests and nuns from the Eternal Cult have gone to help with the treatment.
As the saying goes - when gods fight, mortals suffer.
The torrent of divine magic washed away for half a minute.
When all the dust cleared and the brilliance disappeared, Zhou Yi's embarrassed figure was also revealed in the center of the collision.
He entered the god level for the first time, and he jumped from an ordinary person to the god level in just one and a half years.
The huge span in cultivation meant that she had no time to realize the tyranny and ability of this realm.
Not to mention god level.
Even if she is only at the soul saint level, it is difficult to fully utilize her current thinking and fighting habits.
Although her power is at the god level, her fighting mentality is still at the soul emperor level.
Before being initiated by Tang San, Zhou Yi didn't even have a deep understanding of the martial soul's fighting style.
Now that I have suddenly gained great power, I don't know how to use it to its fullest extent.
Being able to compete with the undead angel army led by Zhang Bowen is because the combination of Ultimate Douluo and divine power is too IMBA.
It is accomplished passively through the crushing of realms and energy levels.
Otherwise, if he were to switch to an Extreme Douluo with a little more combat experience, Lu Yan would not be nearly defeated by Lu Yan with a single sword strike.
If you can't fight, can't you hide?
If you use the power of space casually, even if you can't dodge the inevitable blow, you can still eliminate some of the accompanying space ruptures.
If Ye Xishui or Xuan Lao had god-level combat power, they would definitely use space power to significantly weaken the Pope's wrath unleashed by Zhang Bowen and more than 200 undead angels.
And secretly accumulate strength, and start a counterattack the moment the attack ends, trying to regain the initiative.
This is what Poseidon Douluo did when he faced Qian Chaoguang.
This is the fighting mentality that a normal high-level soul master should have.
But Zhou Yi didn't, and she wouldn't.
After graduating from Shrek Academy, she stayed in the school to work. She stayed in the ivory tower and never fought in a real life-and-death battle in the first half of her life.
In the past few decades, the most I could do was beat up some students from outside colleges and torture them.
In addition, battles at the Soul Emperor level will not involve such high-intensity offensive and defensive transitions and rhythm competition.
Therefore, after years of neglect, her combat level can be said to be shockingly poor.
Coupled with the rapid expansion of mentality brought about by the rapid increase in power, Zhou Yi, who thought he had become a god, looked down on these so-called mortals at all.
Even the titled Douluo she once needed to look up to was like this.
In her heart, she is now on the same level as the Shrek Seven Monsters in the past, and is the first heaven-defying powerhouse to reach level 100 in thousands of years.
I have become a god, so how could I be suppressed by a mere mortal?
"Damn it! Damn it! I'm going to kill you!"
Zhou Yi, who was at the center of the torrent of divine magic, roared crazily and tried to rush towards Zhang Bowen's direction to suck out his flesh and blood.
Although the combined bombardment of more than two hundred Pope's Wrath failed to cause any serious fatal impact on her, it also greatly consumed her own divine power.
As early as when Tang San discovered that this tool man was not under his control at all, he had already neatly cut off the contact.
Apart from leaving a trace of consciousness to prepare to see when she would die, Tang San no longer had any hope for this tool man.
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Now in the God Realm, Tang San regretted his mistake.
I might as well keep those fragments of the Rakshasa God's throne!
This time it was a huge loss.
He never dreamed that the other party wouldn't even listen to a word of his and started killing on the spot after gaining strength.
Tang San, who had made a loss-making business, was so heartbroken that he twitched.
With a sway of his body, Zhou Yi's dark red armor instantly grew a large number of magic patterns.
The armor that had been bombarded until it was scorched and cracked was squirming rapidly as if it were alive, growing outwards and covering her whole body again.
Now she has completely abandoned her human form, leaving only a weird head and two twisted arms, almost completely transforming into a giant Rakshasa blood spider.
The eight sharp spider legs have all been wrapped in purple lines, and they are constantly emitting an evil black halo.
In the process of charging towards Zhang Bowen, the eighth soul ring on Zhou Yi's body suddenly shone.
Dazzling red light condensed in her hand, and a purple sickle with cold light appeared boldly.
Wherever the purple sickle passed, there was a desolate and dead silence.
Even the energy of heaven and earth was swallowed up.
The fourth soul ring lit up, and a giant spider web burning with blood-colored flames spurted out, shrouding Zhang Bowen with a pungent smell.
In less than a breath, the fourth soul ring on Zhou Yi's body lit up again after being extinguished.
The armor that originally covered her body continued to become thicker, and ferocious purple-black spikes continued to pour out of her body, and a cold light flashed alternately.
But at this moment, Zhou Yi's advancing body suddenly stagnated.
The huge shadow of the governing scepter penetrated her body again, pinning her in mid-air.
The previously released soul skills were still taking effect, but he couldn't move no matter what.
The five-second immobilization of the Scepter of Dominance is a rule skill with absolutely effective properties.
Without a deep understanding of the laws, or higher priority absolutely effective skills, it is impossible to break free.
The six wings behind several seraphs simultaneously released a blazing torrent of holy light, completely purifying the smelly net.
Zhang Bowen turned a deaf ear to Zhou Yi, who was struggling not far in front of him.
He just clasped his hands together, held the body of the scepter vertically in his palms, and chanted ethereal and sacred syllables in his mouth.
A strong halo of light gathered in his direction from between heaven and earth.
To be continued...