In the deep sea, undercurrents surge.
Layers of water waves surrounded the demon soul formation. Nearly 90% of the 100,000 demon souls that were once so powerful were now gone, with only 10,000 demon souls struggling to hold on.
Under the magic power of Jinxian, these demon souls can reach the level of ordinary ghost generals. Coupled with the martial arts combat skills taught by Wang Qi, and the careful care of Ao Zheng, the master of formations, they have survived until now.
It’s the ninth day!
This is the limit Ao Zheng said that day.
His eyes were red at this time, and there was not a single good spot on the tortoise shell on his back. It was almost completely cracked. At the end of the battle, his mana was almost exhausted, and he could only use the tortoise shell to resist the water spells that penetrated into the formation. Fortunately, he had innate magical powers. It is also a water-bending technique, otherwise it would have been buried by the endless water techniques.
A few days ago, the young master's aura suddenly disappeared, but he was startled. After careful observation, he found that he had used concealment techniques. While he was falsely alarmed, he also wondered whether the young master was in trouble. He was promoted to Jindan while entering meditation. At that time, he used the hidden world to deceive the gods.
The mana in his body is empty, and some of the elixirs given by the young master to restore mana have been used up. In fact, for a ghost immortal like him, the effect of those elixirs is minimal. After all, he is just a weapon spirit, and there is no master spirit. The weapon's magic power is greatly reduced, and 100% of the power cannot be used for 80%. Otherwise, it can last for at least three months.
I don’t know if the young master’s promotion has been successful or not!
He looked outside. The two golden elixir dragons used magic and martial arts. The golden-horned dragon king cast water spells. The silver-horned dragon king rushed into the formation from time to time to kill everyone. In terms of the number of demon souls killed, the silver-horned dragon king was even more powerful than the golden ones. On top of the horns, its body changes hundreds of feet. Some of the sluggish demon souls will be injured if they touch it, and they will die if they touch it. After all, the opponent is the Golden Immortal True Dragon. Even if it is protected by a large formation, ordinary demon souls are not one of them. The enemy of unity.
He looked back at the young master and thought to himself that if he didn't wake up today, the Silver Horned Dragon King would only need to enter the formation twice more and the formation would be in pieces. What should be done then?
As soon as he thought of this, he heard the roar of a dragon outside the formation, and he immediately cheered up. There were still about 13,000 demonic souls, and he could only mobilize 3,000. The remaining 10,000 demonic souls It is the foundation for the operation of the formation. If it is missing, the formation will be broken!
He opened his mouth and revealed the demon refining flag. He was going to go into battle in person this time to protect the three thousand demon souls. With him here, he could support them for a while longer, otherwise the silver-horned dragon king might be allowed to kill randomly. ....
Just as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a sharp increase in mana, and at the same time he heard a sentence in his ear: "Ao Zheng, thank you for your hard work."
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Outside the large formation, the Golden Horned Dragon King methodically controlled the water magic, suppressing the Demonic Soul Formation from all directions. Three days had passed, and the fairy grass must have withered. He was no longer anxious, and worked steadily, focusing on weakening the formation. He knew that this battle was already won, and the key was how to capture the opponent and obtain the high-grade spiritual weapon.
"Second brother, don't be too aggressive. That old turtle is also a Four Tribulations Ghost Immortal. Don't let him destroy the spiritual weapon in a hurry." Looking at the Silver Horned Dragon King who was about to charge into the battle again, he ordered.
"Don't worry, brother, don't worry, little brother, just wait until his magic power is polished off before making a serious move." The Silver Horned Dragon King nodded and said. The two of them had already made a plan to kill the opponent's formation soul first, and then wait until his magic power is exhausted. Then he captured him in one fell swoop.
The two of them had no magic weapon, and they had no profound Taoist skills. They just relied on the formation to extend their lifespan and became golden immortals. They only had magic power and water-bending skills. Now that they saw the high-grade spiritual weapon, they were stunned. Let the light shine, and never let the other party know their strategy and destroy the treasures on them.
Silver-horned Dragon King transformed into his true form and rushed directly into the Demonic Soul Formation.
Every time he came in, he didn't kill too many. He only beheaded thousands of demon souls, which was insignificant compared to a hundred thousand. It was boiling a frog in such warm water. When the man found out, he would try his best, but his magic power would not be enough, so he regretted it. It will be too late.
Facing the swirling array of demon souls, he chuckled lightly, swung his dragon body, and rushed in.
Countless demonic souls collided with his body, but they could not hurt him at all. With one strike of the dragon's claw, dozens of demonic souls turned into flying smoke, and the same was true when the dragon's tail flicked. Its hundred-foot-long dragon body was extremely powerful, and was covered with weapons. Every move can hurt the enemy, even those demon souls with golden immortal magic power can only hit them twice more.
He does not go deep into the formation, but only hunts on the edge. After all, the opponent is a Four-Tribulation Ghost Immortal with a spiritual weapon. If he is alone, he may not be able to defeat the opponent. Even if he can kill Lao Ao, he wants to do it himself. There is also a considerable price to pay.
For thousands of years, they have been trapped in the formation, and their successes and failures have come here. Although they are now at the level of golden immortals, they only have the magic power to be on the stage. They have not obtained magical powers and have not refined the evil spirit. If not for this, they would have been killed long ago. Just break the formation of one hundred thousand demon souls.
He was absent-minded and casually killed the demon souls that dared to get close. After a while, he realized that something was wrong. There were many fewer demon souls today, and the surrounding demon souls only besieged him but did not attack him. Could it be that the other party discovered his intention?
At this moment, the demon souls in front spread out, making way for a passage, and a young man walked forward slowly and came to him.
"You kid, do you want to surrender? As long as you hand over the spiritual weapon treasure, you may be spared from death!" The Silver-horned Dragon King transformed into a human body, wearing scales and armor, wearing a golden crown, and said proudly with his hands behind his back.
Wang Qi smiled lightly and said: "A dying person dares to speak arrogant words."
"Little Qi Practitioner..." Before the Silver Horned Dragon King could finish his words, his eyes widened suddenly. However, he saw a red sun appear in the young man's palm, and in just a blink of an eye, it covered a hundred-foot-square area. The sea water has evaporated!
Spiritual weapon: Zhengyang Yue, with the magic power of the Golden Immortal, it can show 100% of its divine power!
The red light flashed as fast as lightning.
The huge magic power disturbed the deep sea, and a strong murderous intention enveloped him. The Silver-horned Dragon King's expression changed drastically, what is this?
Jinxian Zhenren? !
The real Jinxian who holds the killing spirit treasure! !
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a red light blooming in front of his eyes!
The next moment, two points for body and head!
The two of them are not at the same level at this time. Although Wang Qi has just been promoted to Golden Immortal and has not yet refined the Gangsha, the Zhengyang Yue in his hand is a middle-grade spiritual treasure that can increase the magic by thirty-six times. It is also a specialized weapon. The supreme weapon of killing was not comparable to the withered bones in the cage of the Silver Horned King. He was beheaded after just one encounter.
A huge dragon corpse appeared in the deep sea. On top of the corpse, a moon-white pearl shone brightly. There was a dragon soul swimming on it. It turned out to be the golden elixir of the Silver-horned Dragon King!
Dragon Soul's eyes were full of fear. He had never seen such a spiritual weapon before. Before entering the battle, he was still a little Qi-refining demon.
The white light circulated and he retreated backwards. He wanted to break out of the formation!
But within the attack range of Zhengyang Yue, how could he escape? The red light flashed across and split the dragon ball into two.
The Silver Horned Dragon King died.
Huge spiritual ideas spread out from the dragon ball, causing the sea water to roll and move layer by layer. Outside the formation, the Golden Horned Dragon King noticed something was wrong when the dragon ball manifested. What situation could make his second brother spit out the dragon ball? Against the enemy?
Could it be that Lao Ao is desperate? !
He was about to concentrate his magic power to attack the formation, when he saw a flood of ideas coming.
This inspiration was so familiar that it made him... tremble all over!
How can it be?
Silver Horn is dead! !
He stopped attacking the Demonic Soul Formation with the method of controlling ten thousand layers of water, and turned into a heavy flow of water to protect him. As soon as he finished all this, he saw the Demonic Soul Formation in front of him suddenly moving rapidly. Originally, only ten thousand people were left. The remnant formation of remaining souls returned to its peak in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of thousands of demon souls were overwhelmingly pressing towards him.
And before the demon soul, there was the young Qi Refiner.
No? !
Not a Qigator! !
His eyes widened, and the boy was exuding a heart-stopping aura. In his perception, this boy was like a bottomless abyss, filled with darkness and death!
This is the aura of the Golden elixir monk!
This young man was actually promoted to the golden elixir stage within these nine days, and judging from his elixir appearance, he should belong to the upper third level.
Jinxian Zhenren!
His expression changed drastically, his body moved, and he retreated through the water. He wanted to escape!
Although the young man had just been promoted to the Golden Elixir, he still had a Four-Tribulation Ghost Immortal beside him. In addition, with the magical support of the high-grade spiritual weapon, the formation of one hundred thousand demon souls alone could obliterate him.
Only by escaping into the Great Luo Divine Evil Formation and confronting them with the formation can we have any chance of survival.
He has water magic in his body and is extremely fast. In an instant, he will rush out of the canyon and enter the formation of the gods above. He knows that the place where the Netherworld Spring is located is not only the center of the formation, but also the only place in the formation. The patrolling magic sword cannot enter the place, otherwise such a big movement would have alerted the magic sword and come here to kill people.
Suddenly, the light of the red sun shone in the deep sea. The Golden Horned Dragon King was fast, but this light was even faster. It arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. Its color was as red as blood, and its red light was as red as the sun. The powerful Pure Yang Forbidden Technique knocked him away. All the seawater around him evaporated, leaving him with no water to control!
At the same time, a flash of sword intent came to his heart.
The spiritual weapon Zhengyang, the Dao sword cuts the soul.
The soul-cutting sword at this time is not comparable to the one in the Qi refining stage. The black and yellow light on it can jump up to seven times. One time is ten times the increase, and seven times is seventy times. In addition, this sword is Wang Qi personally refined it and could completely control it. With one sword strike, its power was comparable to the best spiritual weapons, which is unimaginable.
With the intention of the sword in his heart, the Golden Horned Dragon King was trembling all over, his three souls were shaken, and his five senses were all gone. The light of his golden elixir dragon ball also disappeared under this sword, and even his spiritual thoughts were about to fall into darkness.
He was also knowledgeable, and he instantly understood that this sword had the meaning of cause and effect. The light of the sword had a deep attraction to his soul. He thought that he would have to kill a soul to get rid of it. He felt fierce in his heart and endured the severe pain. After using the soul-splitting technique, a dim shadow emerged from the dragon ball.
As soon as this shadow appeared, the sword light suddenly had a place to go, and the two collided with each other in the blink of an eye.
There is infinite black light blooming in the sea of mind, trapping the phantom of the dragon soul inside like an abyss. In the roar of the dragon, the two disappeared at the same time, as if they had never appeared at all. There is cause and effect, positive and negative. Together, the Golden Horned Dragon King's body finally calmed down, but he had lost his earthly soul.
This sword not only killed his soul, but also stopped him for a moment. When he eliminated the sword of cause and effect and restored his five senses, the Zhengyang Yue was already in front of him.
Infinite red light rushed towards his face, and at the forefront of the light, a yue blade was like an ax that split the sky. His secret method of controlling water was like a thin ice cicada's wings, vulnerable to a blow in the face of this power.
Although he also has the power of a Golden Immortal and the body of a Dragon King, compared to the supreme classics recorded in the Jiuyou Illustration, it is still far behind, not to mention that a Golden Immortal like him has survived through his lifespan. The lowest level of Golden Immortal can't compare to the first-grade Golden Pill that has been tempered for thousands of times.
The fear was palpable. He shouted loudly, transformed into his true form, raised the horn on his head, and hit the spiritual weapon. It was the only weapon on his body, and it had withstood thousands of years of training!
boom--
When the two met, the sound was like muffled thunder, the deep sea was turbulent, and the water within a radius was trembling. Everything on the seabed was flattened, and the mountains and rocks were broken into powder.
The Golden Horned Dragon King only felt that there was infinite power pouring into his body. It was as sharp as a sword and as fierce as the sun. Thirty-six forbidden laws exploded in his body, destroying everything unscrupulously. There were forbidden killing thoughts. There are bans on destroying the physical body, bans on restraining magic and sealing spirits, and bans on sealing golden elixirs. Under this Tiangang divine ban, it is even impossible for him to self-destruct the golden elixirs.
A top-grade killing weapon has its own magic. Once the forbidden law enters the body, it is impossible to resist it.
But the dragon king's horn was cut off at the sound, and then a red light circled gently, cutting off the huge dragon head. At the same time, the golden elixir in the dragon's body also became dim, and with a bang, Turned into countless dust.
