"Can!"
Dragon Soul simply agreed and let go of the pressure on Yang Shuilan. Then something from the sky hit near Zhang Wenfeng's feet with a "snap", rolling up a large amount of dust and bone meal. It was the little carp that was summoned to get into the dragon's body. , had lost consciousness at this time, and lay straight on the ground mWatch the mobile version again)
The thick fog and darkness that obscured the vision disappeared, and the passage appeared again on the stone wall behind.
"Please, I don't want to be disturbed anymore!"
The dragon's roar sounded a little tired and low, but it sounded sincere.
Zhang Wenfeng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly sent a message to Yang Shuilan who was approaching. There was no way he could believe that Dragon Soul was fighting for his life with him just now, and kept saying that he was going to crush him to pieces. He was holding the giant chain tightly in his right hand. One force can't let go even if it's beaten to death.
"I let them go first, and I go last. Your Excellency, the Dragon King, won't you mind?"
"Let's go, my patience is limited."
Dragon Soul Hanhan Huhu agreed.
It seems that he is suppressing his temper and warning the other party not to push too far.
Zhang Wenfeng tilted his head and nodded to Yang Shuilan: "Let's go first, I'll come out later!"
The water ripples on Yang Shuilan's body flowed slowly. She suffered a great loss under Long Wei's suppression. Fortunately, she temporarily refined this fifth-level water suit and put it on. Even though it could only exert part of the effect of the water suit, it allowed her to survive.
The terrifying thing about Longwei is not only the ubiquitous pressure, but also the erosion of various weird and strange methods, which are difficult to guard against.
She lifted up the unconscious little Ni'er with water, and picked up a handful of bone meal on the ground to prove to Tu Kun the danger below. Her eyes warned the viewer to be careful, and she turned around and walked towards the passage diagonally behind, taking every step carefully. Be careful.
After walking out of the barrier, Yang Shuilan breathed a sigh of relief, stepped lightly, and couldn't wait to fly upward.
"It's your turn, why don't you leave?"
Dragon roared with deep dissatisfaction as he urged.
Zhang Wenfeng imitated He Guangjun's dry laughter and twitched the corners of his mouth twice: "No hurry, no hurry!"
Almost at the same time, the surging dragon power and the chanting of scriptures rang out in the empty cave. One dragon and one person were fighting each other, regardless of superiority or inferiority. One wanted to take advantage of the opponent's opportunity to leave the dragon chain and quickly eliminate them. The other was now riding a tiger and was unable to get off the giant dragon easily. Chain, he took the opportunity to let Yang Shuilan go outside to move reinforcements.
Zhang Wenfeng can still hold on, but he may not be able to withstand the raging dragon power for long.
At the critical moment of life and death, even if he couldn't resist him, he had to bite the bullet. This place was about a mile away from the dragon's body. He had to exhaust the dragon soul to the point where he could no longer fight. There was no other way to go. He didn't expect the dragon soul to be merciful. Give him a break.
The round will be considered won only if the beating hurts and the opponent cannot take his life.
Fortunately, he still had helpers outside. When the time came, Yue Anyan used Taoist Yuan Qi to help, and Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan used treasures to help him share the pressure. No matter what, he would be able to fight.
"Boy, you are dead! No one can save you! No matter how many people you ask to come, they will only serve as compensation for me."
The roar of the dragon was mixed with the pain caused by the dragon chain, and he muttered: "Boy, you are very smart. You know that your life is not safe if you leave the chain, so what? I deliberately let that low-level god go out to fetch reinforcements. Isn't it a surprise? Ha ha!"
Faced with the dragon soul's provocation, Zhang Wenfeng remained as still as a mountain and chanted scriptures loudly.
The brilliance on his body flickered, and more and more blood spilled from his nostrils.
This is a duel between will and character, and he firmly believes that he will win if he survives it.
The power of thought was like two tides, one defensive and one offensive, thundering in a silent place. His perception reached its peak at this moment, and he was on guard against Dragon Soul's other means of plotting. Dragon Soul acted too confident, and was caused by being attacked by the dragon chain. The pain seemed abnormal in comparison.
In the thick darkness, countless twisted black shadows rushed out from all directions, rushing towards Zhang Wenfeng who could not move.
It is a refined ghost puppet, and its cries and howls are so noisy.
Zhang Wenfeng remained calm. He was not afraid of ghosts. He held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his left hand and pulled it out with a "clang" sound. He turned his fingers and the long sword seemed to stick to the index and middle fingers, stabbing clear and longing paths in the air. .
The sword is in harmony with the mind, never leaving the fingertips, flexible and sharp, and cannot be splashed with water.
Chanting sutras and practicing swordsmanship are natural to Zhang Guanzhu. They have become instincts of the body, and they can be used with great killing power.
The traces of ghost energy on the index finger permeate into the sword energy, which has a great restraint effect on ghosts. Assassinating the ghost puppets rushing towards them is like slaughtering a chicken, leaving behind groups of broken souls in the air and on the ground.
"Excellent swordsmanship, but I underestimated you!"
As the dragon's roar sounded again, countless fist-sized ferocious black beetles were heard in the ghost's cry, silently rushing towards Zhang Wenfeng who was surrounded by ghosts.
Zhang Wenfeng was startled. If he read correctly, this thing is a parasitic insect called dragon louse that lives on the dragon. It is invulnerable to water and fire, and is difficult to break through spells. Its teeth are sharp and sharp, and it is easy to gnaw gold and iron. Its whole body is hard. .
The giant dragon died, and the dragon soul refined all the dragon lice into soul puppets, which became a major means of attack.
He currently has limited mobility, which is a real annoyance.
With a flash of sword light, he made a decisive move on the back of his right hand.
He has just become a Taoist, and he has a body of pure yang. Blood can help to destroy evil spirits. Unfortunately, his right hand cannot be free now. He would use his own blood to draw a blood talisman on the sword body, which will double its killing power against ghosts and evil spirits.
Blood stained the blade and tip of the sword. Zhang Wenfeng used the two fingers of his left hand to control the sword. The sword energy made a constant "chirp" whistling sound, wrapping around the dragon lice that flew to attack one after another. The energy was full and horizontal, alleviating and restraining the stray insects. The speed at which they swoop.
The subtle sword energy penetrates through the insect's empty eye hole, and some require three or two blows to completely kill the remaining soul.
Gurgling blood rolled down the giant chain from the back of his hand, and the dragon-locking chain emitted a strong golden light, attacking the dragon skeleton in the middle like lightning.
The dragon soul let out a painful cry, and this blow was something that the dragon soul never expected.
In the past, human monks used blood and giant chains to resist his suppression. The effect was there, but how could it be so strong?
The blood of that weird human boy is famous!
Zhang Wenfeng realized that his own blood could be used as a magic weapon. How could he be polite? He carefully controlled it so as not to waste it. He used his left hand to control the sword, and the sword energy was used as a thread to kill the dragon louse that was attacking close by. It seemed that It's relaxing and comfortable, but in fact, chanting sutras and taking a step with the sword can't move out of the pond. It's like dancing on the tip of the knife. Under the huge pressure, the pores of the skin are full of bloody beads.
Three figures appeared in the direction of the passage.
Tu Kun was prepared in advance. He held the flying stone in his left hand, and the lightning flashed and made a "chichi" sound.
After so many years of collecting mortal thunder and cultivating the little tribulation thunder in the flying stone, it has been able to play a big role.
He is an earth spirit, and he is good at guarding. He holds a copper toad in his right hand, emitting layers of toad light and shadow, protecting the three of them, and rushes towards the direction of the viewer.
Yue Anyan pursed her lips and followed the steps of the Earth Protector, watching Yang Shuilan use her magic weapon to turn into crystal raindrops, and hit the fierce black insects that were rushing towards them one after another. The Earth Protector's thunder light killed the leaking insects. She did not take action, just Just follow along. This was the countermeasure they briefly discussed on the way down. They didn't expect the viewer's situation to be so bad.
The three of them were not hindered by the pressure of the dragon soul. Perhaps the dragon soul was overwhelmed by the attack of the dragon chain. They were extremely fast and rushed behind the temple master. Yue Anyan stretched out his hand and pressed on the temple master's right shoulder, using his pure Yuan Qi slowly. Infusion.
Tu Kun expanded the protective circle of the copper toad, and his body suddenly felt like a huge weight was pressed down on him.
He took over the pressure of the dragon's power, stretched out his left hand, and leaped with lightning on the flying stone, killing and blocking the dragon louse from approaching.
Don't let these troublesome things fall on you.
He has seen that the master of the temple has found a way to restrain the dragon soul. With his tenacity, he is very afraid of fighting against the dragon soul. When it comes to tempering himself, he has to be some distance away from the dragon body, otherwise he will be too close. Adding a few more won’t be enough.
Yang Shuilan sent a message: "At the beginning of the spiritual energy surge, the dragon soul's strength has not recovered enough. If we persist for a while, we can escape safely."
Zhang Wenfeng has slowed down the dripping of blood from the wound on the back of his hand. The situation was critical before.
Now that there are three people helping him, he feels much more relaxed. He is not alone.
Fighting with that dragon soul greatly increased his confidence.
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