The Way of Dragon Ball Asks the Heavens

Chapter 517
Witnessed with his own eyes that a fellow Taoist who came with him fell under the fist of Wu Shi, and the three peak saints who had just completed rebirth from a drop of blood and reorganized their bodies.

Their complexions changed, and their pupils shrank suddenly. The faces that were slightly pale due to the injury turned pale the next moment, making them even more sickly.

"Ahem, no good, Wu Shi's true combat strength has greatly exceeded intelligence expectations, we must form an formation as soon as possible, and we must not give them another chance to defeat them one by one..."

The middle-aged pinnacle sage, who was clearly inferior to the two pinnacle bosses beside him, coughed up blood and exclaimed.

But in fact, there is no need for the middle-aged peak saint to say it aloud, the two peak elder saints who have recovered their bodies one step ahead have already formed an formation and waited.

After the middle-aged great sage recovered, he would join in and form a three-in-one trinity formation.

Speaking of this big three talent formation, it is worth mentioning that it was originally supposed to be a big four elephant formation.

However, because several peak saints seriously underestimated Wushi's strength at the beginning, before they had time to formally form the big four elephant formation that had been practiced together for a long time, one person was killed first.

In view of this, in desperation, in order to protect themselves and to be able to persist until the arrival of backup, the remaining three peak saints had no choice but to follow the principle of the Great Four Elephant Formation, take the second place, and form a second-level team. Big three talent formation.

"Om~"

Accompanied by a moderate buzzing sound, the junior formation was successfully formed.

Watching the three enemies familiarly form a mysterious formation similar to the three-talent formation, the whole body is shrouded in the three-color light emanating from the formation, and the figures are constantly moving rapidly and alternately, unpredictable.

Wushi did not launch an offensive immediately, but stopped and watched for a while, and after seeing a few points of the door, he launched a fierce attack again.

"Boom~"

Facing Wushi's powerful fists that he swung again without hesitation, it was enough to crush white dwarfs, neutron stars, and even black holes.

And the colossal power that can blow up a large star cluster at once, the formation of the third-year talent suddenly made an overwhelmed sound like "creak, crunch".

The formation that was visible to the naked eye, which had been rotating continuously, suddenly stopped for a moment before continuing to resume operation.

Although it is only a moment, it is fleeting, but as long as you pay close attention, you can still notice it.

The third-year talent formation stopped suddenly for a moment just now, and it was obvious that it could not hide or escape Wushi who was the instigator.

However, before Wushi took advantage of the situation to pursue and directly hit the flaws in the operation of the formation, he was restored by the three pinnacle saints who worked hard.

Wu Shi, who missed the good opportunity, didn't feel upset, just continued to follow the offensive just now, continued to launch extremely fierce attacks, and kept punching.

Like a violent storm, it violently attacked the junior formation.

The Dasancai formation that was smashing directly trembled from the initial trembling to violent shaking, as if it was about to burst into a precarious appearance.

Correspondingly, the three pinnacle saints who desperately maintained the formation of the three talents, at this moment, suffered serious injuries under the violent counter-shock force from the formation itself, almost non-stop.

Their faces were all white, and upon careful observation, they could still see an abnormal light blush, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding continuously, which was extremely miserable.

"Ahem, fellow daoists, ahem, hold on, hold on, the reinforcements will arrive soon, ahem, half an hour at most, they will definitely arrive, ahem..."

A pinnacle boss who has been in the position of liaison for a long time, coughed up blood, and said with hope.

It was heard that the reinforcements would arrive in half a quarter of an hour at most, and the two pinnacle saints who were about to feel hopeless were suddenly shaken in the next second, and a sliver of confidence or hope arose in their hearts again.

"Ahem, half an hour is it! Alright, fellow daoist, I will trust you again..."

"Cough cough, half a quarter of an hour, there is still half a quarter of an hour, fight..."

At this moment, the two pinnacle saints, whose fighting spirit and hope had been revived by some words, began to carry out real desperate actions one after another.

The taboo secret technique, which hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred, seems to cost no money at the next moment, and it is continuously triggered at the risk of risking one's life.

Thanks to the three pinnacle saints unanimously relentless and constantly inspiring the taboo secret technique of self-mutilation, therefore, under the extremely fierce attack from Wushi, the crumbling junior formation was greatly relieved immediately.

However, it's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and in just half a stick of incense, the formation of the third-year talent became frantic again, and it was in danger.

It looked like it was going to be completely broken in the next second.

"Cough cough, Fellow Daoist Cang Qi, haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

"Ahem, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet, Fellow Daoist Cangqi..."

"It's coming soon, cough, cough, it's coming soon, I'll be there soon, two fellow Taoists, keep going, don't give up, cough cough..."

After a moment-

"click~"

Accompanied by an extremely crisp cracking sound, the Dasancai formation finally reached its limit and gradually shattered.

"Boom~"

Under Wushi's non-stop beating for a moment, the junior formation that was already full of cracks in the last second will burst into pieces in the next second.

Along with the Da Sancai formation, there were also three pinnacle saints who were struggling to persevere.

The flesh and blood turned into a blood mist, and the bones turned into gravel-like residue of the three peak saints, except for the strongest one, the pinnacle boss who has always been the middleman.

All of them fell under Wushi's pair of divine fists together with the Dasancai formation.

Relying on the "surrogate life talisman" obtained in this siege without beginning trade, the pinnacle boss who finally escaped his life did not show a happy smile for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Instead, he hunched his body, looked around, raised his head, stared at Wushi who was walking unhurriedly one step at a time with his eyes unblinking, with a miserable expression on his face, he laughed and said:
"Haha, it's useless for me to pretend to be shrewd and smart, but I didn't expect to be smart all my life in the end. I was confused for a while, ahem, okay! Okay! It's all retribution, retribution is not good..."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, changed his tone, and continued to say to himself without thinking: "It's so calculating, so ruthless, use our lives to test the upper limit of Wushi's combat power, to explore its end.

Cough cough, you all expected in advance that the beginningless child hides most of his strength.Hahaha, sad, really sad..."

"Pfft~"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Shiye had already walked in front of him, and punched him without hesitation, blasting him who had no resistance on the spot, turning him into a blood mist, and disappearing in the vast starry sky.

After easily punching and killing the last peak saint who came to surround and kill him, Wu Shi stood where he was, meditating quietly for a while.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had figured something out, he raised his head and pointed at the place where the boss was, with a blank expression on his face, he whispered softly: "It's sad and pitiful..."

(End of this chapter)