boyutpedia Chapter 151
Chapter 151
In an instant, everyone looked up at the sky in amazement.
This giant face was very large. If converted into an area, it would be enough to cover dozens of miles!
The seven-colored clouds rolled, and a huge golden body of three thousand meters slowly condensed.
This huge body made countless people dumbfounded.
Because...
This is a seven-colored golden giant!
Bang!
When the seven-colored giant fell, it grasped those fierce attacks, including those nine-grade aliens in its palm.
Puff!
The next second, before they could struggle and resist, the seven-colored giant exerted a little force on his palm.
Blood mist of different colors burst out.
There was no time to even scream.
After doing all this, the colorful giant looked at Fang Ting, grinned, and said: "Today, you can watch me slaughter this alien ninth-grade!"
"Brother Fang, you record it for me!"
Fang Ting looked at the colorful giant and was also a little dumbfounded, but he still touched his head and said solemnly: "Okay!"
Soon, Fang Ting pulled away a few positions, picked up the special imaging stone and started recording.
Seeing him so straightforward, Su Lang was very satisfied.
He is worthy of being a man who hangs out with Uncle Yu!
He is on the right track.
Well, next, it's his own performance time.
Su Lang's eyes swept over these alien warriors who had not reached the late ninth-grade, and then laughed: "Hahaha, today, I, Su Lang, will kill the ninth-grade!"
Crack!
A giant stick appeared out of thin air, Su Lang held the long stick, and the strong wind raised by the long stick was stirred by him.
"I have a stick that can topple the sky!"
Su Lang held the Futian Stick tightly with both hands, and his eyes instantly became fierce and domineering.
Boom!
He stepped on the void and pushed hard, and the layers of space were crushed by him.
Su Lang jumped up, raised the stick and smashed it hard at a ninth-grade middle-stage alien warrior.
"This stick, Futian!" Su Lang shouted.
Whoosh!
The stick fell, the space was shattered, and the shrill sound of breaking through the air exploded, shaking the eardrums of the eighth-grade below.
The sound wave alone can hurt the eighth-grade golden body warrior!
Bang!
The Futian Stick fell, and the space was locked, making this ninth-grade alien warrior unable to even move his body.
He could only watch Su Lang's Futian Stick fall down.
Under his horrified eyes, the Futian Stick directly smashed the void and instantly hit his head.
Puff!
Scarlet fragments flew, and indestructible matter flew and fell in the sky.
"Ah!"
After a scream, this mid-level ninth-grade alien warrior was smashed to pieces by him!
Buzz buzz buzz.
Su Lang smashed a ninth-grade alien warrior to death with a stick, and waved the stick to stir the space.
"You dare to offend our human race, this is the end!"
The domineering and unquestionable voice exploded throughout the venue, and all the human army was stunned.
For a long time.
The cheers like a tide exploded throughout the venue.
"Su Lang, Su Lang!"
"Invincible!"
They couldn't see the battle of martial saints, but these low-end warriors could see it with their own eyes in the ninth-grade battlefield.
Especially seeing Su Lang smash a ninth-grade warrior to death with a stick, the impact of this scene was simply too explosive!
For a while, the atmosphere of the human race in the low-end battlefield was completely ignited.
Countless people ignited their fighting spirit.
Feeling the enthusiastic cheers from the crowd, Su Lang, who was wearing a colorful golden body, couldn't close his mouth.
"Don't panic, everyone. Today, I, Lang, will definitely take you flying!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be awesome, and get the reward: pretending value +500,000, pretending aura!"
Listening to the rewards given by the system, Su Lang's smile became even wider.
"Hahaha, come again!"
This trip... is worth it!
Next, in order to maintain his invincibility, Su Lang directly found two middle-level ninth-grade alien warriors.
Under the Futian stick given to him by Su Yu, the momentum of reaching the sky became even stronger.
There was a great momentum of the invincible king.
"This blow... the sky is falling!"
Su Lang's eyes condensed, and his eyes gradually became sharp. Just being swept by his eyes was enough to make people's skin sting.
The Futian stick in his hand continued to enlarge, and finally, it turned into a pillar reaching the sky.
Su Lang held the Futian Stick, and the power of blood and qi surged, and the power that was enough to pry open a hundred thousand mountains burst out.
Bang!
The next second, the long hair on Su Lang's head fell off instantly, and a smooth bald head radiated colorful light.
"Tianqing!"
The muscles of the colorful golden body's arms continued to bulge, the veins bulged, and the blood vessels on the temples almost burst.
Holding the Futian Stick, Su Lang smashed it directly.
Boom!
The two middle-stage ninth-grade aliens were horrified. In their eyes, the Futian Stick kept getting bigger.
Finally, they were smashed down heavily.
Whoosh!
After being hit, heThe speed at which they fell was not even ten times the speed of sound.
After knocking them down, the Futian stick still did not stop falling.
Boom!
The stick slammed on the ground, smashing two middle-level ninth-grade aliens into pulp, crushing their spiritual power and immortal matter together.
Under the impact of this extremely terrifying force, several mountains below were completely turned into powder.
The ground continued to crack, and magma continued to flow out from the ground.
Finally, a magma lake was formed.
The range was as wide as ten miles!
This scene stimulated people's eyes even more, and they were horrified, all of them looked like they had seen a ghost.
This is... the early ninth-grade?
Did your early ninth-grade kill two middle-level ninth-grade with one stick?
Gulu!
At this moment, whether it was the eighth or ninth grade, they all swallowed their saliva subconsciously.
Too cruel!
Why are all people with the surname Su so cruel?
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be cool and getting the reward:..."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."
The Futian Stick kept shrinking and finally turned into a normal form and was held in Su Lang's hand. At this moment, the light of Su Lang's colorful golden giant body was a little dimmer than before.
But... it did not affect his invincibility at all.
"With me, Su Lang, one person is enough to suppress the sky!"
Su Lang raised his head with a proud face.
Hearing the system ding ding sound in his mind, he was so happy, although he was a little weak when using the bald skill.
But it was worth it!
"Too outrageous!" Many ninth-grade masters sighed.
Only those ninth-grade masters of alien races, one by one, were like seeing a ghost, and they all stayed away.
As if they were afraid that Su Lang would hit them with a stick.
Seeing that they were all scared, Su Lang was still unsatisfied. He bit a pill and began to recover his blood and qi. Just when he was about to rush out to find the next unlucky guy.
In the sky higher up.
Qi Lianzhao's golden body began to fall, and the sky was raining golden blood and immortal matter!
Feeling this increasingly weak breath, the human race's expressions changed drastically.
"General Qi!"
When many human race ninth-grades were about to rush down to catch his falling golden body.
In the sky, an extremely arrogant voice resounded through the clouds.
"Hahahaha!"
"Today, your human race's million-strong army will become the blood food of my holy race, hahaha!"
Hearing this extremely arrogant voice, Su Lang frowned and immediately planned to rush up and fight him hard.
However.
Before Su Lang rushed forward, a terrifying air wave suddenly swept over.
Boom!
Suddenly, the warriors in the sky fell one after another, hitting the ground like cannonballs.
Su Lang, who had just taken a step forward, froze in place, and said in shock: "Martial...Martial Saint?!"
"Someone from the alien race has become a saint?!"