Boom--!!!
There are no earth-shattering light and shadow effects, no dramatic changes in heaven and earth.
Changes occurred in Su Yu's body.
Those 10 million points of huge energy that are enough to make any King Realm strong man go crazy, under the transformation of the system, turn into the most original power of creation, like the bursting of the Milky Way, pouring crazily into Su Yu's limbs and bones, and into the phantom of the Dark Throne behind him!
Click! Click!
The dark dragon scales on his arms that were on the verge of breaking all disintegrated in an instant!
But then, brand new dragon scales that seemed to be condensed from the dragon's blood of the eternal night and the abyss, shining with a dark luster, grew out from under his skin!
These new dragon scales are several times thicker than before. The purple-black magic patterns engraved on them are no longer simple runes, but seem to have life, flowing slowly, outlining a terrifying picture of Gods and Devils being imprisoned in Demon Prison, wailing and struggling!
The shadow of the Dark Throne behind him was completely solid at this moment!
It is no longer a shadow, but a real monarch throne that seems to have crossed the long river of time and descended here from the ancient era!
A terrifying coercion that cannot be described in words, surpassing King Realm, and even touching the realm of the "Emperor", suddenly awakened from Su Yu's body!
That is not a surge in power, but a... leap in the level of life!
Jiao Tu, who was enjoying the thrill of victory in the distance, suddenly had an expression on his face.
An uncontrollable fear originating from the deepest part of his bloodline and from the origin of his soul, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed him!
That's... a natural enemy!
He raised his head suddenly and looked at Su Yu.
I saw the young man in black slowly raising his eyes.
Those eyes are no longer human eyes.
They are two miniature black holes that swallow up all light. Deep in the pupils, they reflect the doomsday purgatory where thousands of Gods and Devils have fallen and the laws of the heavens have collapsed.
"Now..."
Su Yu's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Demon Prison, cold and indifferent.
"It's your turn."
The moment the voice fell, Su Yu's figure disappeared.
It's not an extremely fast speed, but an even weirder feeling of nothingness, as if it's been directly wiped out by this space.
One second he was tens of thousands of meters away, and the next second he appeared behind Jiao Tu like a ghost.
Between the two, there is no energy trajectory, not a trace of spatial fluctuation.
Jiao Tu's huge body burning with the power of blood suddenly stiffened, and a chill that was more piercing than being penetrated by a trident through the chest shot straight from the tailbone to the Tianling Cap!
He didn't have time to turn around or even think.
It was a pure fear originating from the instinct of life, which drove him to condense all Demonic Power on his back to form a dark golden dragon scale demon shield several feet thick!
However, the expected thunderous strike did not come.
A palm covered with dark dragon scales and with slender five fingers pressed lightly on the demon shield.
There is no sound.
No impact.
Click... click...
Like a dry river bed that has been exposed to the scorching sun for thousands of years, the dragon-scale demon shield, condensed by the power of Flood Dragon Bloodline and confident enough to withstand any attack from the Emperor Realm, started from the center point where Su Yu's palm pressed, and countless fine cracks appeared.
Immediately afterwards, in the horrified eyes of Jiao Tu, it suddenly disintegrated and turned into golden light spots all over the sky, which were swallowed up by the magic pattern that looked like an eternal black hole in Su Yu's palm.
"How... what..."
Jiao Tu's roar got stuck in his throat and turned into a hoarse gasp.
He felt that an irresistible force of suppression followed that palm, penetrated his protective body Yao Qi, and was directly imprinted on the origin of his blood!
The Flood Dragon Bloodline running like a river in his body, at this moment, seemed to have encountered a real dragon dominating the world, it let out a cry of surrender, and its running speed suddenly slowed down by 90%!
"You screamed so loudly that I thought you were scraping me."
Su Yu's cold voice sounded close to his ears.
The next moment, the fingers of the palm pressing on his back slightly bent and flicked.
Boom!
There was a dull sound like the sound of a bell in an ancient temple.
Jiao Tu's body as huge as a mountain seemed to be hit head-on by an invisible star. He let out a shrill scream and was thrown forward uncontrollably!
The dark golden dragon scales on his back were shattered in large pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred. A clear palm print sunk deep into the bones, almost breaking his spine!
The power of one finger is so terrifying!
"No! Impossible! What kind of skill is this! Who are you?!"
Jiao Tu went completely crazy. While coughing up blood, he frantically moved Demonic Power, trying to escape from the airspace that made him feel suffocated.
All the pride and confidence he had built up over the past three hundred years were completely shattered at this moment.
This is not a fight.
This is... a joke! It's a one-sided massacre!
In the opponent's body lurked a terrifying natural enemy that made him tremble from his bloodline to his soul!
However, he just moved less than a kilometer.
The figure of Su Yu, Soundless appeared directly in front of him again without any trace, blocking his way.
Those eyes that reflected Demon Prison looked at him calmly, as if they were looking at a piece of struggling flesh.
"Where do you want to go?"
Su Yu slowly raised his right hand.
"No--!"
Jiao Tu let out a roar of despair, and his remaining sanity was completely overwhelmed by the desire to survive. He no longer ran away, but poured all his power into his right arm. The fist the size of a millstone once again turned into a devastating dark golden meteor, and launched a charge towards Su Yu's head, as if they would all die together!
He must use his strongest strength to get even a glimmer of hope for himself!
Facing the final blow from this trapped beast, Su Yu's eyes did not change at all.
He did not dodge, but also stretched out his right hand to face the destructive "meteor" and reached it.
In Jiao Tu's sharply contracted pupils, Su Yu's palm accurately grabbed his fist.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
There were no earth-shattering collisions.
Su Yu's hand is as steady as Panshi.
And what he caught, Jiao Tu's fist that could punch through the sky, was like being thrown into ten thousand years of black ice. All the power and all the laws were frozen in an instant, and then... melted.
"My power..."
For the first time, Jiao Tu's face revealed true childlike confusion and fear.
He felt that his own flesh and blood, his own Demonic Power, his own bloodline origin, were being frantically extracted and devoured by an irresistible overbearing force through that palm!
Click! Click!
The dark golden dragon scales on his entire arm are losing their luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning gray, and then turning into powder, falling rustlingly.
Then came the flesh and blood, which were rapidly withering and shriveling, as if all their vitality and moisture had been drained!