One hundred and seventy-eighth Nine Palaces! Nine Palaces!(2/2)
But when he accidentally investigated Zhou Tianxiong Demon's body casting technique, he found something wrong.
One billion positive energy?
Further, it should be equivalent to the physical body of a warrior in the Tianzhu Realm. The next level of Zhoutian Bear Demon Forging Technique of the soul only requires one billion positive energy, but the Star Palace requires one hundred billion?
This is simply unreasonable!
The body is fine, then, damn!
Soul!
No wonder I can't find it.
I looked for my phone with my phone, and I looked for my glasses with my glasses, and I found a ghost!
No wonder, no wonder.
When the Star Palace was promoted, the true ancestor of the Great Barbarian Bear was extremely irritable. He thought he was declaring sovereignty, but now he thought he was clearly "inducing emotions"!
"roar!!"
Just as he thought of this, the powerful barbarian true ancestor in the ancestral orifice cooperated and let out a roar of dissatisfaction.
As if he was inviting a battle with the Eight Catastrophe Stars, he had to urgently prove that he was okay, and the rest would be slightly later.
"Hehe, don't worry, the eldest brother is always the eldest brother, how can you be the younger brother?"
Jiang Wuye smiled, pointed at the plus sign behind Zhou Tianxiong Demon's body casting technique and lit it hard.
Buzz!
Invisible positive energy surged into the whole body, and the spirit suddenly vibrated at high frequency. Jiang Wuye's ancestral orifice between his eyebrows ejected endless fearless fighting god light, shooting into the vast starry sky.
"Damn it!!"
The next moment, a feeling of pain that was torn apart and was about to be rebuilt. The ocean of consciousness was surging and rolling violently. The indescribable pain almost made Jiang Wuye faint.
Boom-
The stars above the martial arts arena suddenly rotated, and the divine light is emitting, and the energy of the star hanging like a river of heaven is injected into the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, as if something is about to be opened.
Visible to the naked eye.
There were stars in Jiang Wuye's ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, and the stars gathered brightly, outlining a temple and forging a star god throne. Its scale was completely beyond the previous eight star palaces!
Roar roar roar!!
Under the starlight, the powerful barbarian true ancestor roared to the sky, and the infinite fighting aura poured into the star palace above the Chaos Sea, making the entire star palace turn into an iron-blooded battle platform in an instant, blooming the unparalleled fighting spirit of fighting the sky and the earth!
The body of the powerful barbarian true ancestor is undergoing changes. The muscles and bones fall and are replaced by the newborn tissues gathered by gorgeous starlight. Their claws grow wildly, as if they are poured by starlight, bent into death sickles, exuding a sharp and unscrupulous aura.
The silver hair connecting the flat head and the tail is even more swelling, fluffy and fluttering. At first glance, it looks like a silver battle robe, boundless!
Dong!
Star power is no longer injected.
The powerful barbarian true ancestor who completely turned into a starlight form exuded the boundless and domineering fighting spirit, stepped on the Chaos Sea in one step, and set off hundreds of millions of waves.
The silver battle robe flew up and shot into his battle-spirited star palace. He sat upright on the throne of the Star God, roared to the sky, making the eight disaster gods bow their heads to pay their respects, and they were so domineering.
Chapter completed!