"Mars?"

"What do you mean?"

Prince Daxia, Yao Yuekong and the others looked at Yang Yu, but were very puzzled, and some couldn't understand Yang Yu's meaning.

"The body of the God of War, literally." Yang Yu opened his mouth and said lightly.

"Is the body of the **** of war related to battle, but what kind of power is war...?"

Prince Daxia spoke, and looked at Yang Yu very puzzled.

"Almost, what specific power, you can experience it yourself, I can't tell you directly."

Yang Yu spoke calmly and shook his head to Prince Daxia.

"The body of the God of War, when you fight, your fighting spirit is amazing."

Yao Yuekong spoke, recalling the sight of Yang Yu killing Jiang Fen just now. Yang Yu did indeed charge into the sky, and there was a will in the strands of golden fighting spirit.

"This kind of physique is really special, and it's too far apart from the Eastern Desolate Divine Body, Sky Monster Body, etc."

Someone spoke again, not a saint child, but when he heard Yang Yu's words, his eyes were quite bright.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. His body of the God of War may be related to a strong willpower. At the beginning, when fighting continued, his fighting spirit never disappeared, and the source of combat power was endless."

Shengzi Dayan snorted coldly, and said coldly: "But when he didn't need to fight, his fighting spirit instantly collapsed, and all the power in his body became dry."

"Will to fight?"

Yao Yuekong looked at Yang Yu with a slightly surprised expression. Doesn't it mean that Yang Yu's body of the God of War is like an undead Xiaoqiang. If you don't stop fighting, you can fight forever? !

"Is this the body of God of War?"

A few people of Wanchu Shengzi frowned, thinking about it, Yang Yu's body of God of War did have this characteristic.

"Yes."

Yang Yu shrugged and said without explaining anything.

His strength is not because of the body of the God of War, but because of him, because of his memories of slaughtering the gods and Buddhas in the prehistoric world!

Eight prohibited areas?

The ancient emperor's permanent residence is the forbidden realm, and Yang Yu naturally too!

Today, even if a strong man of the Eighth Transformation of the Dragon comes, Yang Yu can fight with his bare hands, with endless combat power.

The body of the God of War is just a shortcut for him to become stronger. The reason for his real strength is not this.

Therefore, these people can guess how they want to guess, right and wrong Yang Yu can admit.

"Brother Yang Yu, how do you think your body of the God of War compares to the ancient sacramental body?"

An Miaoyi has clear eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, and it feels very clean and pure.

"Why compare with the Ancient Eucharist?"

Yang Yu spoke calmly, and didn't mean to stand shoulder to shoulder.

"Then I will ask everyone else present, I wonder if Little Brother Yang Yu would care?"

An Miaoyi spoke and asked Yang Yu with a smile.

"random."

Yang Yu didn't have much interest. He ate for himself, and his colleagues also screened some things in his system space to prepare for some things later.

"Prince, what do you think?"

An Miaoyi looked at Prince Daxia and asked.

"It's not easy to infer, but judging from Brother Yang's current combat power, that ridiculous ancient sacrament may be defeated."

Prince Daxia spoke after a moment of silence.

"The prince said that there should be no problem. The Wild Ancient Eucharist has not stepped into the four-polar mystery after all, and it is really going to be a battle. I am afraid that the Wild Ancient Eucharist in this life will not be Brother Yang’s opponent. After all, the physique is just a kind of Talent, some things, more importantly, it depends on people."

Yao Yuekong spoke, and what he said was impressive. As far as his current record is concerned, Yang Yu is indeed stronger, and the heads of the descendants of the great sacred places that have been slashed have no idea.

"The Desolate Ancient Eucharist is very strong. This is a kind of existence that can be called the Great Emperor of the Bangu after Dacheng. It can suppress the world for 10,000 years."

Someone spoke up again, more optimistic about the Ancient Eucharist.

"This person is not wrong. I have never heard of the body of the God of War. Perhaps it is really inferior to the ancient sacrament."

The new Saint Ren Daoyi spoke, and looked at Yang Yu with cold eyes, with a hint of irony in his tone.

"Naturally, the desolate ancient sacrament is more powerful. Is this still a comparison? The Dacheng sacrament is invincible, comparable to the ancient emperor, absolutely invincible at the same level, is it also a physique that I have never heard of that can be comparable?"

The new son of Zifu also made a sarcasm, and was very hostile to Yang Yu.

"You two trash, are you sure you want to provoke me?"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, then directly looked at the two of them and said coldly.

"Are we wrong? The Ancient Eucharist is something that you have never heard of, a **** body that can contend?"

The two spoke indifferently, without any taboo.

This is Miaoyuan, the banquet place of An Miaoyi. They don't think Yang Yu dare to do something with them here.

"If you don't persuade these two to die, I can do it myself."

Yang Yu drank a glass of wine and then looked in the direction of An Miaoyi.

"Two saints, Miaoyi can't stop him, waiting for our elders from Miaoyu'an, maybe..."

An Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes flickered towards the direction of Daoyi and Zifu.

"Ok!?"

The faces of the two of them suddenly stiffened, and then they became extremely gloomy.

An Miaoyi's words are very clear. Yang Yu dared to do something here, but An Miaoyi couldn't stop Yang Yu. When the elders arrived, Yang Yu could definitely kill them...

In an instant, the faces of the two of them became extremely gloomy, they were not talking, and they lowered their heads deeply, cursing in their hearts.

"Why be so boring?"

Yang Yu looked at the two sons of the Purple Mansion and smiled indifferently.

"Little brother Yang Yu, let's just talk about other things. Miaoyi has one thing here. Can you help Miaoyi take a look."

An Miaoyi took out a bronze cauldron with a grimace imprint on it, like crying but not crying, but not smiling.

"this is……"

Sure enough, everyone's expressions changed in shock, and they recognized this artifact.

Moreover, they all looked at Yang Yu in the end, his eyes flickering.

Because, this bronze tripod belongs to a generation of female emperors who are beautiful and beautiful—the Ruthless Emperor!

And the Nanling Tiandi inheritance that Yang Yu got, this Nanling Tiandi was confirmed to be the second life of Ruthless Man!

Therefore, when everyone looked at this tripod, they almost all looked at Yang Yu.

"clang!"

However, just when everyone wanted to ask Yang Yu what, in the holy city, a world-shaking bell rang.

"The Zishan Wushi Bell is ringing!"

"Holy Lord, they have returned!"

"Fairy An, let's leave first!"

In an instant, All Saints, Prince Daxia and others all said goodbye, no one stayed, and they were most concerned about this matter.

Because, if the Holy Lord died in Zishan, it would be a major event related to their future!

Therefore, these people didn't even pay attention to Yang Yu, and they didn't intend to kill Yang Yu tonight, and they all left.

I am afraid that those in the holy city who came to kill Yang Yu will have no intention of killing Yang Yu temporarily.

For a long time, Yang Yu and Ye Fan, Li Heishui and An Miaoyi are now at the exit of Miaoyu's Immortal Que, looking at the nine-day bright moon, Yang Yu's eyes are extremely cold and open: "The moon is black and wind is high in the night. Murderous blood stains the sky!"

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