After years of training, Poseidon's twelve sea fighters have successfully understood the small universe and reached the unattainable sixth sense level, which is commonly known as the Bronze Saint Seiya! Ahem, please do not refer to the five small strong people with cockroach fate. Their level is probably in the pheasant sign, the voles sign, and the Chinese pastoral dog sign. Although the level is a bit unsightly, Poseidon has given them extremely powerful skills to make up for their shortcomings of insufficient strength!

Sun Ght! Poseidon gave them the ultimate skills practiced by the twelve Golden Saints from the Holy Realm! They are the Tianwu Treasure Wheel, the Galaxy Star Explosion, the Forgiveness of the Goddess of Dawn... that kind of advanced skills. Unfortunately, these bronze-level sea fighters cannot meet the minimum requirements of the Silver Saints in terms of physical fitness or the lowest intelligence. As a result, their level is still so unsightly.

Finally, Poseidon, who had been thinking hard for a long time, finally came up with a solution to create a holy garment! The holy garment created by the gods himself can directly upgrade a waste to the silver level. If you try to slash your wrist and bleed twenty kilograms of divine blood on each holy garment, then it is possible to upgrade this group of waste to the gold level...

After deciding on the goal, Poseidon, who had been in the great channel for several years, still did not get the materials to make the holy clothes. Without the cooperation of the twelve sea fighters who were tying up the twelve great formations, the quality of the divine nature condensed by the divine nature will definitely be reduced by one level. Although Poseidon was unwilling to give up, he had no choice.

Until half a year ago, when he was discouraged and prepared to directly evolve into a low-level god and climbed up step by step, a nut gave him new hope.

That's right. It was the angel fruit that was taken out of the warehouse and smelled foul on its body. After obtaining this nut, Poseidon showed great power. He cut his wrists more than 30 times in half a year and bleed nearly a thousand kilograms. Finally, he made fourteen dark gold nut sacred clothes!

Today, there are twelve sea emperors who have reached the level of the Golden Saint Seiya in theory, but their actual combat experience is almost zero. The power of the ultimate skill is fluctuating and unjustified. In short, it is neither difficult nor easy for the fellow countrymen and Whitebeard to fight Poseidon until the last scene. Moreover, Poseidon cuts his wrists too frequently in the past six months, and his own strength has dropped significantly. In addition, he just condensed his divine nature yesterday, and today is in a period of weakness that only one day in his life is uncomfortable. Ashes feels that it is very likely that he is a yellow bird.

"Put his holy clothes and smash them to pieces. After you are beaten to death, you can eat these divine blood nut fragments to recover your blood." Ashes pointed to the divine cloak worn by the sea rat.

"Huh? The master. Isn't it better to wear this sacred garment? Why did you smash it and eat it?" Xigua asked with a heart-warming look.

"Silly, who is the territory here? Who made these holy clothes? Wear the holy clothes he made under Poseidon's nose. Are you impatient to live?" Ash cursed.

"Master, don't you come and try it? This is a nut that has been soaked in divine blood!" the elephant asked with saliva.

"Seeing this guy's disgusting appearance, smelling the strange smell on his body, and thinking about the half of the pen stained with blood, how can I swallow it?" Ash was disgusted by the underworld of Soul Dandan.

"Sweat the inside!" The younger brothers nodded together.

"Okay, don't waste time, go to the second house!" Ashes took away the girls' handheld machines and took the burden to the second water tower.

...

‘Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom...’

When they were about to arrive in the second house, dust after dust rose into the sky with a roar, and fierce battles were taking place in front of them. From a distance, it was the scene of his novice little brother, De Mo Kuitu and a bullhead having a passionate relationship. Two muscular men were holding each other naked, hugging each other and rolling.

"Drink, go to death, the Wrath of Hercules!" Bald Pearl Croquedal, who had eaten the shark fruit, raised his left hand high, condensed a huge fist glove with the sand, and then smashed fiercely at the Taurus who was entangled with him.

"Shockwave!" The Taurus put his hands together and fired a shockwave, knocking Crokdal, who was riding on him, to fly several meters away.

"Treasure! You are obviously a sea fighter, why do you have the skill of a Taurus?" The sand crocodile, who failed to hit, dissipated the fist gloves on his hand, condensed two short swords with chain sand, and asked angrily.

"Idiot, don't you see my head? I'm a bullhead, why can't I understand racial skills?" After moving his body, the bullhead said contempt.

"But, you are a turtle man, not a turtle!"

"Where is so much nonsense? Look at the moves, Golden Ball Fist! Ahem, Bison Fist!" The NiuTouhai Fighter kicked the ground and used the Holy Clothes to play Taurus's ultimate skill.

"Chaos Shock! Purgatory Tornado!"

The sand crocodile danced the chains in his hand and pulled two short swords to fly forward. When the two short swords hit the ground, a shock wave hit the ox-headed fishman running wildly. Taking advantage of the dizziness of the bull, the sand crocodile rushed up again. The two short swords rotated closely under the chains, and combined the knife light into a small tornado to swallow the tuttoman.

"Useless! My sacred garment is indestructible, and war tramples!"

The sacred garment was covered with knife marks, but the sacred garment was not injured at all, and the sacred garment was healed. The sacred garment smiled proudly, stepped on the ground, and a circle of transparent circular air swayed out, forcing the rotating sand crocodile several meters away.

"Damn it, look, the pirated Kuitu fights the counterfeit taunt!" Alice, who held her cell phone and kept shooting, said excitedly.

"Huh? Why didn't I see a corpse? This guy wouldn't be cheated, right?" Looking up, there was no figure of pirate cannon fodder in the entire square except for the broken stones and remains.

"It's very likely!" Loach, who often cheated, nodded and praised.

"Go to die, bald! War trampling, giant horn!" After forcing the sand crocodile to retreat, the Tauren took a step forward, used War trampling to force the opponent into a staggered state, and then used the killing blow. The Tauren Saint Clothes comes with its ultimate skill, giant horn.

The bull's head inserted two horns deep into the body of the sand crocodile, and then, like a mad cow with firecrackers tied to its tail, it hit the sand crocodile through one wall after another.

"Uh, puff!" The crocodile in a stiff state spitted a small blood and said that he was very injured, but the bull head still held on with no intention of stopping.

Damn, if this continues, I will definitely be killed before I die due to excessive blood loss. Oh my God, this method of death is too embarrassing, no, for the glory of the warrior, I must resist, Master Kui, I'm sorry, I'm going to use my own skills!

"Dry, weathered, desert sword!"

The sand crocodile who cosplayed Cheng Kuiye finally abandoned the shameless behavior of the copycat Kuitu skill and began to use his own tricks. He spitted blood in his mouth and grabbed the horns that were inserted into his chest, then used the dry crack to drain the moisture in the horns, and used weathering to accelerate the erosion of the horns. Finally, he used his other hand to gather a sand knife and cut off the horns that were inserted in his chest.

Unfortunately, the bald head was seriously injured at this time, and after a lot of blood was lost, he was unable to cut off another cow horn. Therefore, he was still embarrassedly pushed by the cow head and crashed through one wall after another.

"Ahhhhh! The bald man is so brave. He dares to cut off my beautiful and handsome horns. I want to kill you!" The bull's eyes turned red and rushed even more crazily.
Chapter completed!