Roar…
The demon-suppressing formation invaded the body and the dragon beads, and Long Boyang let out a desperate wail. His soul was locked, his strength was imprisoned, and his body that was struggling fiercely gradually gave out, and finally paralyzed on the ground helplessly.
"Let me go!"
"I admit...I admit defeat, and I will never offend the Taoist sect again in the future."
Long Boyang gave up his identity in despair and cried out for mercy.
However, Fufeng ignored him, quickly made a hand seal, and shouted: "Take it!"
Buzz!
The demon-suppressing formation suddenly shrank rapidly.
Long Boyang's huge body was unexpectedly out of his control. It shrank and became smaller along with the demon-suppressing formation. He couldn't help but scream in fear. He looked in the direction of Gong Peng Jia and Zhu Shan 卭 and asked for help: "Brother Gong Peng, Zhu Shan Brother, help me!"
"ban!"
Fufeng shouted again.
Long Boyang's voice stopped suddenly and was banned by the formation.
"town!"
When the demon-suppressing formation shrunk to a size of a hundred feet, Fufeng suddenly slapped the formation with his palm, and the formation sank downwards into Long Boyang's body. Long Boyang's body trembled suddenly, and then he coiled in place. A ball.
The originally gigantic body was only a hundred feet long, and it was weak and weak. It no longer had the power of a giant dragon, like a giant python.
"Done!"
Fufeng smiled and clapped his hands, landed on Long Boyang's head, and said with a smile: "Xiao Long'er, from now on you will be the guardian beast of our Taoist sect."
Click!
In the distance, the people of the Deep Sea Dragon Tribe broke free from the icy confinement of Duobao Tianzun. They all had red eyes and rushed toward Fufeng with murderous intent, trying to rescue Long Boyang.
Tianzun Duobao put away the blue and white water drop magic weapon and did not stop the people of the Deep Sea Dragon Clan.
Roar!
hold head high!
The people of the Deep Sea Dragon Clan knew that Fufeng's combat power was terrifying, so they directly appeared in demonic form. In an instant, dozens of giant dragons of various colors were flying in the sky.
He opened his huge mouth and sprayed out dragon breath.
Fufeng clapped his palm forward, and a talisman array flew out from his palm, instantly becoming a thousand feet tall, like a shield erected in front, blocking all the dragon's breath coming from it.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
While resisting the dragon's breath, Fufeng asked Zhang Xiaopou's injury with concern.
"It's okay."
Zhang Xiaozu replied, his soul flying back into his body that was only a skeleton, and then he moved his limbs and signaled to Fufeng that he was fine.
Tsk!
Fufeng's large formation shield was torn apart by a red dragon.
"Junior brother, take care of yourself, I will deal with them."
Fufeng reached out and pulled out the long purple talisman stick from the void, and rushed towards a group of giant dragons.
Bang bang bang!
None of the dozens of giant dragons, including the two ancestors with Tianzun-level combat power, were the enemy of Fufeng's move. They were all knocked away by Fufeng's stick and were seriously injured.
Roar!
The dragons were angry, and regardless of their own injuries, they pounced on Fufeng again.
"I won't be polite if you come again!"
Fufeng raised his long stick in front of him, his eyes shot coldly, and he warned with a murderous look.
His voice was not loud and was covered by the roar of the dragon, but every word was clearly transmitted into the ears of every dragon.
But the giant dragon was already carried away by anger and was not deterred by Fufeng's threats.
"snort!"
Fufeng snorted coldly and raised the long purple talisman stick again, exuding a fierce murderous aura.
Roar!
A huge green dragon rushed in front of Fufeng, opened its bloody mouth and tried to swallow Fufeng, but Fufeng's stick fell on his head first.
Bang!
The huge head exploded into a ball of blood mist, the soul died on the spot, and the huge body crashed to the ground.
The long stick of Fufeng is stained with blood, and there is no way to hold back.
One after another, the corpses of giant dragons fell from the sky.
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stop! "
"Stop it all!"
The ancestor of the red dragon roared and stopped the tribesmen, because he found that if they continued to fight, they would be killed by Fufeng.
"roll!"
Fufeng shouted coldly.
"Fufeng, let my ancestor go, we will leave immediately."
Chilong said in a deep voice.
"Long Boyang offends the Taoist sect. He will be exempted from the death penalty, but he will not be able to escape the punishment of living. He will be punished by the Taoist sect to guard the mountain gate for five thousand years. If you, the deep-sea dragon clan, are not convinced, just let your horse come over. I am waiting here." Fufeng replied.
Ancestor Chilong was furious when he heard this and said angrily: "You - don't go too far! Keep a line in your behavior so that we can meet again in the future!"
"Haha..." Fufeng sneered and asked: "You said that if I am not Long Boyang's opponent, what is Long Boyang doing at this moment? He should be standing on the ruins of the Taoist gate, using fifty pieces a piece. Buy my junior brother’s jade for the price, will you think of leaving a ray of hope for us?”
Ancestor Chilong was unable to answer for a moment.
"No matter what, we, the Deep Sea Gods, cannot guard the gate for you. This is an unforgivable offense and insult to the Deep Sea Monster Clan, and will inevitably lead to a war between the Deep Sea and the land." Another Purple Dragon Ancestor yelled, holding his neck. road.
Fufeng turned to look at Ancestor Zilong and suddenly grinned: "I just like how you are unreasonable."
After saying that, he stepped towards the Purple Dragon Ancestor, raised his stick and started to hit him.
The fight that had just stopped started again.
"Well, I remember that this boy has a very special nickname, called... Mad Dog Second Master. When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his nickname."
When Demon Ancestor saw Fufeng disagreeing, he started to fight, and he didn't hold back. In the blink of an eye, a giant dragon died under his stick. While admiring Fufeng's nickname, he couldn't help but feel a little dignified in his heart, feeling that the Taoist sect was in such a situation. Under the leadership of the temperamental Fufeng, they will definitely not rule by doing nothing like when Daozu was in charge, and I am afraid they will dominate Zhongyue.
"This kid is so fierce." Demon Ancestor also sighed.
"Amitabha, this will not end well. Are the deep sea and the land really going to fight?" Buddha asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, we can't fight." Demon Ancestor waved his hand.
"How do you know you can't fight?" Buddha asked.
"Look at these two, they were rushing to the battlefield just now, but now we don't stop them. Instead, they stand still and watch the show leisurely." Demon Ancestor glanced at Gong. Peng·Jia and Zhushan·卭, "What does this mean? It means that all the tribes in the deep sea are just like us. They are not interested in fighting each other. They will not go to war with the land for Long Boyang unless there is enough profit to lure them."
Gong Peng Jia and Zhu Shan Jia couldn't help but feel embarrassed when they heard this, because the Demon Ancestor exposed their thoughts.
The two clans have always been led by the Dragon clan, not because they wanted to, but because Long Boyang was too strong and had to succumb to the enemy. But now that Long Boyang is in trouble and the Dragon clan has no leader, their minds immediately became active, and they were even thinking about what to do. Encroaching on the Dragon Clan’s territory.
Fufeng chased Wanli southward, driving the people of the Deep Sea Dragon Clan to their feet and fleeing in panic. .
There were fifty-one of them including Long Boyang when they arrived, but only thirty-one escaped, leaving behind nineteen corpses, as well as Long Boyang, who was not dead but would have been happy to die.
In this battle, Fufeng, the newly promoted Heavenly Lord, will definitely become famous all over the world.
Boom!
After returning, Fufeng took back the shrunken Taoist door from Ye Mingyue, enlarged it and put it back in its original position.
Long Boyang was pressed under the eight peaks of Daomen.
Nineteen giant dragon corpses were hung by Fufeng in front of the mountain gate of Daomen with talisman chains to deter other guys who wanted to come to Daomen to cause trouble.
"Are you Zhang Dayong?"
When Gongpeng Jia and Zhu Shan Ju saw Zhang Xiaozu reshaping his flesh and blood and coming out of the "Jiangshan Sheji Tu", they immediately walked over with smiles on their faces. They were completely different from when they first arrived.
"You two, please go back. I don't want to do business with you."
Zhang Xiaozu didn't look good on the two of them.
