C454 Natural Disaster Horn
C454 Natural Disaster Horn
Hearing that, Wei Wuchen chuckled.
"Yang Wucheng, you are truly strong, no wonder my Wei Family above and below can be destroyed by you, but you should not have come into this Natural Disaster World, if it was outside, I might not be able to do anything to you, but inside, you are simply courting death!"
"Natural disaster transformation, world shrinking, Sky disaster horn, Great Cataclysm Technique!"
After he finished speaking, Wei Wuchen let out a cold laugh, and an ancient horn suddenly appeared in his hand. From the horn, a whimpering sound was instantly emitted, then, Wei Wuchen activated his Great Cataclysm Technique, causing his entire Natural Disaster World to immediately contract.
In the blink of an eye, the vast space before him had become only a quarter of its original size.
Also, all of the surrounding disaster aura was gathered on this mountain and was controlled by the horn.
"Not good, this is the Sky Disaster Horn that has evolved Natural Disaster World. All these years, he actually found it, and he has already become one with the world treasure. Right now, he is a complete Seventh Level of Immortal Stage, a Realm King Stage expert!"
The woman in white could not help but shout out when she saw this; her expression was extremely serious.
"What do you think? Yang Wucheng, do you think you still have a chance to win? Do you really think you can run away?"
Wei Wuchen laughed. He looked at Yang Ming with a haughty and aloof manner, looking down on Yang Ming.
"Wei Wuchen, do you think that you can win with just this half a world of your own, in addition to a top-grade Taoist Instrument that you can't control?"
However, in the face of Wei Wuchen's arrogance, Yang Ming smiled lightly and said with disdain.
"Really?" "Yang Wucheng, geniuses have always been proud, full of confidence. That's very good, but at the very least, it has to be at a time like this. Even if I am unable to grasp this horn, it is definitely not something you can resist!"
Wei Wuchen shook his head and laughed in disdain.
It was obvious that he no longer cared about Yang Ming at all.
"Really?" You think I'm just joking? "
Seeing this, Yang Ming smiled faintly.
"I do not understand how your mysterious confidence came about. However, with your current strength, it is simply a dead end for me."
"If you can cultivate your own world and become a legend in three years, with so many great abilities you can master, maybe I won't be your opponent, no, I won't be, even if I can cultivate my own world and completely grasp this horn, but killing you now is as easy as flipping my hand!"
"Fine, I'm too lazy to continue wasting my breath on you. It seems like you don't know what kind of existence you are facing, and you don't know what is called myth!"
"Let me tell you directly, this horn is made from the evolution of the Great Cataclysm Technique, it is the symbol of disaster. With the horn in my hand, I am able to cultivate the Great Cataclysm Technique to the level of Great Perfection!"
"Three thousand great Daos, Great Cataclysm Technique ranked eighth. What kind of concept is that, it represents three thousand great Daos, and only the first seven can resist me. Even if you cultivate more than thirty thousand great Daos and gather all of their power, so what?!"
"In my eyes, it's still just a one-shot, Yang Wucheng. Let me show you the true power of Great Cataclysm Technique!"
"Great Cataclysm Technique!"
Wei Wuchen sneered and blew the Sky Disaster Horn in his hand!