"Damn it, I didn't expect my junior brother and uncle to be so fierce?"

Not far away, Fingel saw this scene and couldn't help but praise it.

"That's necessary. Our boss is Amaterasu. He is the man destined to shine on the Sheqi family."

Yaksha looked proud, as if the chop just now was not made by Yuan Zhisheng, but by Yaksha himself.

"Amaterasu, what is that? More powerful than my junior brother?"

"Ahem, that's not the case." The crow on the side looked a little embarrassed.

Although saying this may make him compare to his boss Yuan Zhisheng, it is a fact. Lu Mingfei is a ferocious mess with a terrifying dragon bloodline. In a real fight, he is not as troublesome as his boss Yuan Zhisheng.

Of course, that's only a relative term. Even if Crow sometimes feels that Fingel is unfathomable, if it really comes down to facing their boss, Crow still feels that Yuan Zhisheng is even better.

All family members immediately took out their weapons and formed defensive and offensive formations.

Yuan Zhisheng stared intently at the dragon-shaped dead warriors who were about to roar, like a warrior on the battlefield facing his mortal enemy.

He knew that these dragon-shaped deadpools were very strong, very strong, and he might not even be able to withstand this wave of impact with his own personal strength. He was the young master of the eight Sheqi families, and even the soon-to-be head of the family. He had countless

There is a reason to retreat first, but he cannot retreat.

Because he is the flag of the Sheqi Eight Clan!

Not long ago, Yuan Zhisheng vowed to tell other family heads not to panic. As the upcoming patriarch of the Eight Sheqi Clan, he would lead everyone in the family into a new era for the Eight Sheqi Clan.

His power of words and spirits has almost reached a preheated state that will be fully activated at any time.

These dragon-shaped deadpools are very powerful. When they gather together, they are like a torrent of destruction.

To be precise, this is the real torrent, and the previous wave is just the prelude.

If this wave of torrent is really allowed to rage over, the defensive formation of the eight Sheqi family members will inevitably be overwhelmed, and it is unknown how many casualties will be caused by then.

These dragon-shaped deadpools are very ferocious, even countless times more ferocious than the out-of-control hybrids they killed in the past. Once they enter the group, what awaits them will be a complete massacre.

Their bodies will be killed by the dragon-shaped Deadpool, their throats will be bitten off, their heads will be gnawed off, and they will even be torn apart and eaten. Their intestines will be dripping with blood and flesh, but they will not die immediately, because there will be someone soon.

More dragon-shaped deadpools came up and ate them up, bathing in the sweet blood.

Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng must use his own power to block this wave of Deadpool attacks.

He gripped the long knife tightly, his eyes so cold that they seemed to freeze.

He couldn't retreat. Behind him were the members of the Sheqi Eighth Family, and even his sister.

Lu Mingfei told him before that the reason why Eri went berserk in the dilapidated church in Shinjuku was because Herzog, his alter ego Masamune Tachibana, had a pontine splitting operation, and Bang Zisheng was

Unlock the key to the room that contains the evil spirit.

Eliyi must be suffering from the pain caused by the banging sound now, and Lu Mingfei has not taken action yet, so it is very likely that she has been restrained.

The situation has reached a critical point. As the head of the eight Sheqi families, Eli Yi's brother and Lu Mingfei's uncle, Yuan Zhisheng must stand up!

Even though Yuan Zhisheng knew that he would probably die in the face of this wave of deadpools, he was fearless.

He promised Eri that he would let the girl fly out of Tokyo and Japan until the happy ending. As an older brother, he must do it! Even if he dies, he will have no regrets!

He has been wrong for so many years, and now if he really wants to die here, he should treat it as atonement.

Ho ho ho!

Accompanied by Deadpool's frenzied roar, the raging ferocity swept in like a violent wind.

That's it now!

Yuan Zhisheng's whole aura suddenly became solemn, and he began to recite ancient testimonies.

Like the roaring bells coming from an ancient temple in the mountains, the surrounding wind and rain suddenly became silent, and a terrifying gravity field was rapidly forming.

It doesn't have any gorgeous blooms, it looks very gentle, and there is a faint fluorescent flicker on the boundary of its domain. However, wherever it is covered by this gravity domain, the water under the feet is quickly squeezed out and rolled back around, and it is exposed in an instant.

Road under water.

However, the cement pavement that was originally able to withstand tens of tons of pressure collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sakura, Crow Yasha and others all looked shocked.

Yan Ling. Royal power.

It is a terrifying word spirit that is far beyond the scope of human understanding, ranking as high as 91st in the list of word spirits.

Once released, it can exert tens or even hundreds of times of weight in the field, and the bearer's own blood will break through from the bottom of the body to the cortex, and the brain will suffer from severe ischemia.

If the recipient wants to avoid blood loss, he must bow his head or even kneel down directly. However, once the pressure continues to increase, the recipient will be mercilessly crushed until the opponent's bones, flesh and bones are completely broken. The result is comparable to falling from a height of hundreds of meters.

Just as miserable.

The members of the eight Sheqi families present looked horrified.

Feeling this incredible power, they suddenly felt how insignificant they were.

The reason why they can still stand safely in the field is because an almost god-like will empowers them to prevent them from being crushed by gravity.

Just like a great emperor facing a group of ministers, only the emperor's will can decide the life and death of these people.

However, this kind of release of words and spirits will put a huge load on the body. Once it is released with force, it will even drain the life force of the releaser in an instant.

In fact, the more high-end the release of the word spirit, the more it will put a huge burden on the body of the releaser. For example, if the mythical word spirit Rhine is released, the releaser will be completely burned to ashes in less than a second.

That's why Lu Mingfei makes people horrified when he releases that kind of black flame spirit.

That is the real Supreme. Even the Black Flame Spirit has to obey that boy. So to a certain extent, it is not an exaggeration to call Lu Mingfei the Dragon King. No matter how great the authority is, it will be imprisoned by the boy.

Hold on tightly, and the so-called black flame is more like an obedient child in the opponent's hands.

At this moment, due to the release of the royal power, the blood all over Yuan Zhisheng's body surged crazily, and layers of purple-black capillaries protruded from the surface of the man's skin, but most of them were covered by his windbreaker.

The supergravity in the realm of royal power continues to rise.

ten times.

Fifty times.

One hundred and twenty times.

…

Gravity is still pushing up.

Facing the upcoming killing of the dragon-shaped Deadpools, these heavy pressures are far from enough. They must continue to be superimposed. The gravity must stand up like a majestic city wall to completely block this wave of destruction.

However, his body had already begun to bear a huge load, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

"Boss!"

Sakura, Crow and Yasha were about to rush over immediately.

"Don't come here! I have now reached the critical stage of the outbreak of the word spirit. Once the realm is disrupted, not only will I die, but you will also be buried with me."

Yuan Zhisheng shouted with a stern expression.

The three of them had a meal together.

Of course they are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but if something goes wrong with Yuan Zhisheng, even if they die, they will not be able to apologize.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't make yourself so miserable. By the way, my junior brother is still waiting to take action."

Fingel took a telescope and aimed at the scene on the Sky Tree observation deck.

But at this time, Yuan Zhisheng could no longer hear it.

In order to ensure that he can withstand this wave of Deadpool craze and give everyone present a chance, he has fully activated his royal power.

But just when he faced his own limit, he was about to unleash a new wave of royal power.

With a bang, an even more terrifying aura instantly submerged his royal domain, like a bubble that was burst and then washed away by a torrent.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only Yuan Zhisheng truly felt that his royal power was actually lifted in an instant, and a more terrifying aura enveloped the whole place. When it came

, everything must make way for it, including the royal power.

Because the royal power was lifted, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt more relaxed than ever before, but then he was shocked by the will of this torrent and was unable to move.

To be precise, everyone in the audience was stunned by this terrifying aura and stood still.

In their spiritual world, this aura was overwhelming and overwhelming like a tide of black will.

A grand war song seemed to resound between the heaven and the earth, making people subconsciously think of the distant ancient times, when dragons were carrying a huge throne, and there was a huge throne on it, and the majestic Supreme was sitting on the seat.

The dragons went crazy for him and shouted hysterical worship for him.

The mixed-races present were all terrified. It was a memory from the deepest bloodline. Their ancestors may have witnessed that great scene with their own eyes, and then it was deeply imprinted in their minds, becoming a brand of fear in their hearts.

Once you feel this breath again, you will think of the fear that once dominated you.

In that memory, Wanlong knelt down devoutly and crazily, even knocking his head to bleed. They were not even doing it so that the great Supreme Being on the throne could look at them, but just to show their loyalty, even if the Supreme Being had no intention of doing so from beginning to end.

Have seen them.

The bloodthirsty golden eyes of those dragon-shaped dead servants who roared ferociously revealed a hint of deep fear.

A majestic existence that all dragons bow down to, these dragon-shaped dead servants are just deformed products of dragons and do not have the abilities of real dragons at all.
To be continued...