Chang'e was just as Wu Anjun guessed, she had no intention of defeating the opponent at all, but went straight to kill him. After all, he wanted to act in secret, and when the other party had discovered his traces and was an enemy rather than a friend, it was natural to implement a concept at this time: the dead in this world are always more "tight-mouthed" than the living. And the other party is an immortal, so even if there is no personal hatred, just kill him. It's no different than killing a dog. And since the other party is an immortal, he doesn't want to know what the other party's purpose is for coming to him.
So the Qiu Shan Bishui Sword flew out of Chang'e's hand and hung above her head, instantly transforming into countless clones of the sword. At this moment, Chang'e used her hands to perform magic tricks one after another. Suddenly, the moon in the sky emitted light like the scorching sun during the day, illuminating the surrounding environment as bright as day. This was the manifestation of the moonlight being pushed to its peak. At this time, Chang'e's eyes shone with cold light and shouted:
"The dragon locks the dragon in Qiu Mountain, and it's time to slay the dragon."
In an instant, the main body and countless clones of the Qiu Shan Bishui Sword also emitted a green moon-like brilliance. In an instant, as the void shattered and spread, the sword's main body and countless clones transformed into a thousand-foot-long white and green dragon. The ferocious eyes of the giant dragon locked onto Lord Wu An like a god of death. As a result, Wu Anjun's last chance to escape was gone. Even if he takes out a space-type escape treasure, the dragon will catch him out by locking it and bite him to pieces.
If Mr. Wu An wants to survive now, he has only one way - to defeat the dragon head-on.
But the roar of the giant dragon, with the blessing of moonlight, divine power and the majestic power of the soul, the sound pressure alone has deformed and distorted the space.
Chang'e, this bitch, didn't hold back at all.
With just this roar, any cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Realm would die in a head-on collision, and Lord Wu An was even more dispelled of his luck in defeating the giant dragon. It was also this roar that made those demon and human monks who had previously thought of coming over to join in the fun want to give up. After all, lives matter. After all, they all understood that no matter who was fighting there, the other party must want to keep a low profile and hide their actions. Don't go there yourself, and force the other party to take the stealth action in the single-player game, which is to kill everyone who knows your whereabouts. That can be regarded as a successful stealth. But what kind of assassin is this with the berserker skill tree?
The current situation is that in a head-on confrontation with the dragon, Lord Wu An will definitely die. If he runs away, he can survive for more than ten seconds. Maybe you will say, then run away. But the question is what can you do in ten seconds? Looking for a girl to continue the family line? Then you are really fast enough.
Wu Anjun had to admit that Chang'e, who had been looked down upon by the immortal world and the divine world before, was simply a top-notch combat power.
Objectively speaking, Chang'e is not a genius, not even a genius. She doesn't have any heaven-defying skills, nor any adventures, nor is her realm more stable than anyone else's. Chang'e relies on the incomparably powerful power of the soul accumulated from nearly 20 million reincarnation memories. That is her biggest strength.
The fledgling protagonists in online novels relied on their halo, adventures, and heaven-defying skills to defeat the ancestor bosses accumulated over tens of millions of years. Is this actually a ridiculous and pitiful joke? Why can your nine-year compulsory education defeat my three generations in business? How come you are a genius, and the boss who was pinned to the ground is a mediocre idiot with an arrears IQ? Why don't they have adventures, why don't they have heaven-defying skills, and you are the only one who has them? Then aren't your heaven-defying skills also left behind by people from the past? What’s the psychology of smashing the pot after eating and pushing the ladder when you go upstairs?
Don’t you understand the principle that “talented people emerge from generation to generation”? As an author, as a reader, as the protagonist of a novel, as a human being, can I be less self-righteous and arrogant?
So if you ask me how the power of her soul compares with Ye Feng, I just want to say that they are not on the same level at all. The power of Chang'e's soul is at the 3.5-dimensional level, while Ye Feng is at least the 9th dimension or above, so the two You can't compare them, otherwise Ye Feng would not only be a scumbag at that time, but also a scumbag who bullied "weak women like Chang'e".
Chang'e thought about it, and after the giant dragon roared, its claws tore apart the space, crushed the void, and roared and crushed away with a momentum that could overwhelm the world.
In the current situation, Lord Wu An is bound to die. Everyone in the demon race and human race in the distance thinks so. The problem is that even Lord Wu An himself thinks so, so he only subconsciously holds the crossbar of the divine whip to his chest. It’s just an instinctive reaction to the fear of death.
When the giant dragon opened its huge mouth and was about to bite Wu Anjun completely,
Suddenly he took out a piece of arrow tail feather from his arms and shouted loudly: "I know where he is."
The tail feather of the arrow was actually very ordinary, nothing special about it, but after seeing the tail feather, Chang'e looked at her cold eyes indifferently, waiting for Lord Wu An to be swallowed up by the dragon and die. Suddenly his pupils shrank. Chang'e then raised her hand and made a fist. Just when the thousand-foot-long blue giant dragon was still 1 meter away from touching Lord Wu'an, it exploded. The impact of the explosion formed a torrent of power that was thousands of feet high and penetrated through it. It swept the sky and swept the earth. The surrounding space was completely destroyed, lightning and thunder continued, and the surrounding mountains that were lucky enough not to be affected were not spared this time. After they turned into powder, they were blown away directly. It's like the world is about to be destroyed.
But this world, which was about to go into riots, suddenly became peaceful.
The starlight particles that filled the sky formed by the explosion of the dragon exuded silvery light and descended into the world like snowflakes. It seemed that it was this "snow" that calmed the violent and crazy world that was about to collapse and made the world calm again.
At this time, Chang'e appeared in front of Wu Anjun, and the Qiu Shan Bishui Sword was pressed against his throat. In an instant, a gray rope flew out from Chang'e's sleeve and tied up Wu Anjun.
Lord Wu An said coldly: "Tie the immortal rope?"
Chang'e looked at Lord Wu An with contempt, that means you can have a magic whip, so what's wrong with me having a fairy rope?
Suddenly, the stream of light burst out, and Chang'e carried Wu Anjun and swept away into the distance. After all, this place has become a focal point and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Moreover, I also have some things to ask this Lord Wu An. He cannot die yet.
And it was the first time for a Jade Rabbit hiding in the dark to see her master actually take action. She did not expect that the master who usually acted like a resentful wife in Guanghan Palace would be so powerful, far more powerful than her. Everyone I met during my travels was stronger and I was extremely shocked.
And when the Jade Rabbit saw her master leaving, she quietly hid her figure and turned into a stream of light to follow him.
