The Sky Python's scales shimmered like metal in the dark night. It flexibly wrapped around the dragon and bit down hard with its huge mouth.
Roar!
The dragon roared in pain and whipped its huge tail violently, shattering the surrounding rocks into pieces.
The sound of the battle was deafening, and every roar of the giant beast made the earth tremble.
They flashed before dawn, like flowing metal torrents, and the huge fighting sounds were like thunder, and the earth trembled and roared again and again.
After thinking about it, he used his pitiful spiritual power to take out Tang Enguang's witch staff from the world of gods. Yes, this witch staff was already his.
He raised his witching staff and muttered a few spells.
"Eaaah, click, click..."
Anyway, they are just some weird sentences, and these are also inherited from Tang Enguang's memory, because witchcraft does not require spiritual power, but only needs to know the spells and seals to summon the power of gods and ghosts hidden in the world.
The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and a powerful suction force emitted from the witch's staff.
Long Yu knew that this was witchcraft at work, and he stared closely at the two spiritual beasts outside.
The sky-flying python and dragon that were fighting fiercely suddenly stopped attacking, as if they were controlled by some invisible force.
Their eyes were dull, their bodies were weak, and they gradually collapsed to the ground.
Long Yu felt happy, knowing that his witchcraft was successful, and continued to chant the incantation. After a moment, the two huge spiritual beasts turned into a ray of divine light and were sucked in by the gems in their witchcraft staffs.
The inner space of the witch wand was immediately filled up, and he was overjoyed. He controlled the witch wand carefully, for fear of accidentally destroying this rare opportunity.
He waved his hand and sacrificed his own Nine Netherworld Fire, and flew into the witch's staff. The two spirit beasts were violently tossing inside, roaring and roaring. They were burned by the fairy fire and were in pain, but they could not break free and escape from the inner space of the witch's staff. Read the book
As time went by, the auras of the two spiritual beasts became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
Long Yu's heart tightened, knowing that this was a sign that they had been completely refined. He hurriedly raised the witch staff and summoned it with a thought, sucking the essence of the spirit beast inside into the palm of his hand. Its vigorous energy quickly filled the Danhai. Lack of spiritual energy.
The spiritual power in the Dan Sea has finally been filled to one thousandth. Even though it is only this small amount, for ordinary cultivators, it is enough to burst the Dantian.
Long Yu was overjoyed and felt that his cultivation level was back.
Before, a lot of the dark power left by Tang Enguang's alchemy was still in the witch's staff. At this moment, Long Yu swallowed it all, and his own magic soul energy was also improved to a certain extent.
He felt a powerful force surge inside his body, as if his strength had reached a new level.
He closed his eyes and felt the surge of the demon soul in his body. The power of darkness flowed through his body, as if it was integrated with his soul.
He felt that his thinking was clearer and he was more skilled in controlling the power of darkness.
"Hongmeng kid, get out of the way!" Suddenly, the Demon Emperor in his mind shouted, but it was too late.
When he was happy, a divine light suddenly flashed from the void, and the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Because someone suddenly came from the void and attacked him sneakily!
At first glance, we can see that this man looks very similar to Tang Enguang. They are both skinny and only 1.2 meters tall. However, he is an old man wearing tattered clothes.
Tang Hongyuan - the father of Tang Enguang.
Yes, he had been secretly following Long Yu. He had lost him because Long Yu entered the teleportation array, but now it was because Long Yu used the Tang family's ancestral witchcraft, causing Tang Hongyuan to trace his location and kill him, and finally found him. The perfect time to avenge his son.
Long Yu was stunned and covered his chest with his hands, blood spurting out like a waterfall from his fingertips.
"Xiaoyu!" Wan'er in the world of Shenzang shouted in shock...
Tang Hongyuan looked at Long Yu with resentful eyes and said angrily: "Young man, how dare you kill my son, you will risk your life!"
Long Yu stared
At this moment, he felt that his life force was rapidly passing away, and his consciousness became blurred. He tried hard to hold on to the last bit of consciousness, but to no avail. .
"Die!" Tang Hongyuan said with a ferocious expression. He shot so fast that there was no time to even leave an afterimage. Suddenly, he didn't see clearly how he shot and reached out to grab it.
He felt that his body was like a kite with its string broken, controlled by a powerful force and unable to move.
Tang Hongyuan's eagle-claw-like palms were slowly tightening, and Long Yu could even hear the sound of his own bones being crushed.
"No..." Long Yu groaned in pain, his consciousness began to blur, and the world in front of him became dark.
"Xiaoyu!" Wan'er in the Shenzang world screamed, tears falling down. She tried her best to get out, but found that she couldn't get out of this world. She watched Long Yu's life disappear little by little in front of her but was helpless. , could only watch helplessly as Long Yu's life was slowly taken away in Tang Hongyuan's hands. ..
At this moment, a golden Zen staff fell from the sky, cutting through the void like a shooting star.
With a bang, the Zen staff hit Tang Hongyuan hard, and a powerful impact sent him flying back a hundred meters, spitting blood in the air.
Tang Hongyuan looked at the Zen staff in front of him with disbelief, his eyes full of horror.
He never imagined that he would be knocked back by someone, and the other person was an old monk who looked kind-hearted.
"Amitabha! This son is a disciple of Lao Monk. I hope the donor will show mercy."
The figure of Master Wu Zhen appeared out of thin air with a compassionate look on his face.
He holds a Zen staff in his left hand, salutes with his right hand, and bows slightly.
Tang Hongyuan cursed loudly:
"Fuck you, uncle, my son died at the hands of your disciples." He glared at Master Wu Zhen, his eyes full of anger.
Master Wu Zhen spoke again: "If the donor leaves here, I won't make it difficult for you. Otherwise, I won't blame you for being rude today!"
"Hmph! Your apprentice?"
Wu Zhen's face was expressionless and he didn't answer.
Tang Hongyuan took a look at Long Yu. He had a weird hairstyle (short hair, side parted) that was completely incompatible with the cultivators in this world. And the monk said he was a disciple? Shouldn't I shave my head? His face was full of doubts.
But he said coldly: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Tang Hongyuan's eyes turned cold, and he was naturally unwilling to leave just like that. However, just as he was about to take action again, he suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness.
It turned out that before Long Yu lost consciousness, he used up his last bit of strength to inject the power of darkness into Tang Hongyuan's body.
This force was extremely powerful, enough to render Tang Hongyuan unable to move in a short period of time.
When Master Wu Zhen saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, he took a deep breath and chanted the Buddha's name, and an invisible force emanated from him, instantly wrapping Long Yu in it, and immediately dispelled the power of darkness from Tang Hongyuan's body, and at the same time suppressed Long Yu's demon. achievement.
