Lu Shu looked at the oncoming attack, his right hand was still aching, and he was unable to resist it. He switched to his left hand to punch, but the result was the same. This time it was more serious, even the bones of his forearm were broken, and he fell down weakly. After just two attacks, both hands were disabled. The gap between the basic White Soul and the perfect White Soul was really an insurmountable gap.
"What will you use to stop me next time, your head? Hahaha..." Meng Dijun laughed arrogantly. Her favorite thing to do was to kill her opponents to satisfy her perverted psychology.
Looking at the others, except for Jiang Yuan, who was fighting back and forth, and could not tell the winner for a while, everyone else was in danger, especially Jiang Yanchuan and Xu Junze. Their opponents were Bai Bai, who had been famous for a long time. The combat consciousness and experience of the strong souls are not comparable to that of young people like them. From the beginning, they were good at attacking and defending, but were caught by the opponent, and gradually became suppressed and beaten by the opponent, suffering from lack of experience.
The Lord of God had no intention of taking action, but just watched from a distance. He knew that as soon as he took action, these people would be defeated in an instant. Such an unsuspicious result was not what he wanted. What the God Master wants is for the disciples they desperately protect to feel desperate when they see their elders being killed.
"Pfft!"
Lu Shu was at the lowest level and was the first to lose. He was hit in the chest by Emperor Meng's cane and flew out on the spot. He vomited blood and fell to the ground seriously injured.
"Elder Shu..." When the disciples of Qingfeng Temple saw that the elders of their sect were seriously injured, they shouted out and looked at Emperor Meng with blazing eyes. If the other elders hadn't pulled him away quickly, they would have rushed to find Emperor Meng. Desperately.
"Calm down, Elder Lu Shu is no match for him. What's the use of your past? You're not going to die in vain!"
Xue Hai shouted angrily at the disciples of Qingfeng Palace. He was also very angry, but he only had the strength of Black Soul Perfection and could not block Emperor Meng's blow at all. He could only help hold the disciples and delay their destruction as much as possible. At the time of killing, I hope a miracle will happen and save the disciples.
"Hey, are you angry? Are you desperate? What I like most is watching the enemy's unwillingness before death. This emotion will satisfy me and speed up my cultivation."
Meng Dijun's face, which looked like the bark of an old tree, revealed a wanton smile, not to mention how disgusting it was, but with her strength here, no one could beat her.
Emperor Meng possesses dark attributes and can indeed absorb negative emotions to improve his strength. However, although this method of cultivation is very fast, it is not the right way to practice after all. If you practice in this way for a long time, your body will be eroded by negative energy. , accelerate physical aging. Even though Meng Dijun looks the oldest among the nine monarchs, she is actually the youngest among the nine.
Not long after Lu Shu's defeat, Cao Bing was no match for his opponent. He was hit in the vital part and seriously injured. Xu Ming, who joined forces with him, was even more difficult to withstand the enemy's attack. Keep retreating.
The balance of victory and defeat has begun to tilt towards Shenzong. Yin Wuyue, who was watching the battle from the side, showed a satisfied smile. He just wanted to see such a scene.
Looking at the youngest Jiang Yanchuan and Xu Junze, although they have been injured, they still have fighting ability. After competing with each other for so many years, they have actually become sympathetic friends. Otherwise, they would not have tested Yang together before entering the Longchi Secret Realm. Ming's strength.
Jiang Yanchuan cast a look at Xu Junze, and the latter understood what the other party was thinking. The two pretended to be defeated and retreated while fighting, but their bodies kept getting closer to each other. When the distance was already very close, Jiang Yanchuan and Xu Junze suddenly jumped up and attacked a target at the same time.
"Light Dragon Fist!" "Dark Dragon Fist!"
Two fist seals, one white and one black, burst out from their fists, containing astonishing power, and attacked Feng Changsheng opposite. The two fist seals continued to intertwine and intertwine in the air, and finally turned into a giant dragon with black and white heads in the opponent's horrified eyes, and its power was increased several times.
Wei Xiangcheng, another strong man with a perfect white soul, felt the power of this move and had no time to rescue him. He angrily launched a fierce attack on Jiang Yanchuan and Xu Junze, intending to kill them both in one fell swoop.
"Heart-piercing stab!"
The two felt the fatal attack from behind. In order to ensure that their attack could hit Feng Changsheng, they did not even try to dodge. They waved their palms at each other at the last moment, causing their bodies to tilt. Although they avoided the vital parts of their hearts, But they still withstood the enemy's powerful attack, and both of them were seriously injured.
The black and white dragon has arrived in front of Feng Changsheng. Although the latter is in the realm of white soul perfection, he is better at soul control and attacks. He is not necessarily very good at this kind of actual magic attack. Plus, he His physical fitness is not as good as others, and this attack is enough to kill him.
Just when Feng Changsheng closed his eyes and waited for death, Yin Wuyue finally took action. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The black and white dragon was immediately imprisoned. Then he pinched it and shattered it. It was enough to threaten the powerful white soul perfectionist. The powerful attack on his life was easily resolved by him.
"Thank you for your help, sir." Feng Changsheng saluted respectfully to Yin Wuyue after surviving the disaster.
"I only took action because I saw you were still useful. Hurry up and complete the mission." Yin Wuyue said indifferently.
Now the situation has become one-sided. Lu Shu's life and death are unknown. Cao Bing, Jiang Yanchuan and Xu Junze have all been seriously injured. Xu Ming is in danger but is still gritting his teeth and persisting. He will be defeated soon. Only Jiang Yuan is left as the white soul demon warrior. , then the situation will become five people attacking one person, and what awaits the Dragon Clan disciples will be the massacre of five white-soul perfected strong men.
Many disciples seemed to have seen death coming, and they all slumped on the ground. Despair spread in their hearts. None of them thought about escaping, because there was still a Yin Wuyue that exceeded the limit and was watching. As long as they made any changes, they would be killed. Can't escape the enemy's sight.
Xue Hai from the Green Wood Sect, Li Xi from the Blue Jiao Sect, Cheng Shuo from the Huangyao Pavilion, and Shen Chengdong from the Cheng Hua Palace are all ready to fight. They only have the strength of Black Soul Perfection, and ordinary attacks are not enough to harm White Soul Perfection. If you don't, then the only move left is self-destruction.
Xu Ming was defeated as expected. Only Jiang Yuan was still resisting. The other four monarchs had already walked towards him and formed an encirclement with his opponents. Jiang Yuan could not escape.
"Heaven is going to destroy our dragon clan!" Jiang Yuan shouted unwillingly.
At this time, something strange happened to the already silent altar. A huge amount of magic energy poured towards the altar from all directions, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Their eyes turned to the center of the altar. The space there was torn apart and gradually formed a space. In the passage, a tall figure walked out of it.
Yin Wuyue also felt the aura of this figure, and felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart. She immediately took action, trying to kill this figure. An illusory big hand appeared above Yang Ming, trying to crush Yang Ming.
"Hmph, it finally came out, the rat that hid its head but showed its tail."
A cold snort came from behind Yang Ming, and the illusory hand was frozen, unable to grab Yang Ming. The aperture continued to expand, and finally an illusory giant shadow emerged from it.
"You haven't dissipated yet?" Yin Wuyue shouted angrily.
"I'm just waiting for you, the rat, to come out." Drake's mind body said.
At this time, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the illusory giant shadow. It was a huge dragon. Their appearance was something they had never seen before, but they felt familiar in their hearts. This feeling meant that what appeared in front of them was their ancestor, Chaos. Dragondrake.
"Haha, so what if you haven't dissipated? How much strength do you still have left? To deal with me, you are not enough!" Yin Wuyue said with a smile as he looked at Drake's mind body.
"I don't have much power anymore, but what state have you returned to? I still have the ability to break the sky-shielding magic circle on you." Drake's mind body said calmly.
"You..." Yin Wuyue was hit hard and was speechless. He has only returned to the perfect state of spiritual transformation. If there is no sky-shielding magic circle, the laws of heaven and earth will immediately discover his existence. At that time, he faced endless thunder.
The five Shenzong monarchs have also returned behind Yin Wuyue. They have never seen their master show such emotions, and they are also shocked by the appearance of the illusory dragon. Now they finally understand what kind of existence they are dealing with. Made a confrontation.
"It seems that you want to see how much power I still have, okay, chaos opens, heaven and earth rise, and thunder is born!"
Draco's mental body spoke the spell loudly, and the sky above the Holy Pool City suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and thunder continued to swim among them. The people below saw that their ancestors could summon heavenly calamity with just one thought, and the hope of survival was ignited in their hearts. .
"Let's go!" Yin Wuyue waved his hand, and a space crack appeared behind him, and then he stepped into it instantly and disappeared without a trace, followed closely by the five Shenzong monarchs.
Yin Wuyue really wants to destroy these dragon disciples, but he is not sure how much power Drak still has. For a being in the realm of chaos, even if he loses 99% of his power, the remaining one percent is not him. This spiritual transformation state can be resisted. It took him a long time to gain his current strength, so he didn't dare to gamble!
Seeing Yin Wuyue running away, Yang Ming immediately said to Drake's mind body: "Ancestor, why don't you keep him?"
Drake's mind body shook his head and said: "I just helped you block that attack, and I have exhausted all my strength. The tribulation is just a phantom I transformed, used to scare people, and has no real power."
As soon as he finished speaking, as if confirming the words of Drake's mind body, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared in an instant, dissipating faster than the catastrophe Yang Ming had ever seen.
