In a completely dark space, you can't see your fingers and there is nothing that can emit light.
Xiong Yanhong pressed his chest with severe pain, stood there to amplify his perception, and did not dare to act rashly.
In the field created by the acquired spiritual treasures, if one does not have strong enough strength to fight against the spiritual treasures of the same level, he will fall into a narrow escape from death.
And no matter what the field, it has one characteristic, that is, within the field, all escape techniques and magic weapons will be suppressed by the laws of the field, leaving no way to escape.
Unless you master the power of space, you will have a chance to break through a glimmer of hope.
Xiong Yanhong tried his best to activate the black-armored unicorn Dharma to protect his whole body.
He could clearly see that Jiang Yuebai was in the early stage of Yuanying. Even if her strength could reach the late stage or even the peak of Yuanying, she would not be able to exert all her abilities in the field.
At most, it would be to trap him with the help of the domain, otherwise there would be no follow-up movement.
Thinking of this, Xiong Yanhong moved in the dark and quickly moved in one direction.
Just after taking two steps, his ears twitched slightly. He didn't hear any sound, but he felt a weak wind blowing from the back of his head.
Xiong Yanhong's heart was greatly shocked, and he quickly gathered the power of the Qilin Dharma at the back of his head, turning it into scales to form a shield.
boom!
The crimson fire suddenly exploded, and the fire flew backwards, depicting the outline of a ferocious dragon's head. In the outline was a long spear, held tightly by Jiang Yuebai.
Xiong Yanhong couldn't see Jiang Yuebai's figure. He could only see a pair of golden vertical pupils, staring at him from the darkness with murderous intent.
These golden vertical pupils are exactly the same as Bai Jiuyou's. They are an auxiliary ability given to Jiang Yuebai by the Zhulong Domain, allowing her to clearly see the opponent and the opponent's moves in the 'Ye Ming' state of the domain. flaw.
The nine yins of the candle dragon are regarded as day, and the silence is regarded as night.
The two main states in the Zhulong Domain are 'Sun Yao' and 'Ye Ming'. In the Night Ming state, she moves silently and makes no traces of her attacks. She can appear and disappear in the darkness to attack and kill her opponents.
Jiang Yuebai missed a hit and immediately put away his gun. Before Xiong Yanhong could take a breath, another sword light struck from behind.
The sword light broke through the wind silently and was as fast as lightning. When Xiong Yanhong noticed it, the sword light had already passed through his body.
Poof!
Blood sprayed out, and Xiong Yanhong staggered to his knees. He had been injured by the Xuanming True Water before, so he could no longer activate the body-protecting Qi, and his body became extremely fragile.
Lu Nazhi was also a swordsman, and his sword energy was so sharp that it was difficult for the body of the cultivator to resist without defense.
Lu Nanzhi hid in the darkness, and a red dragon totem flashed on the back of her neck. It was the candle dragon seal given to her by Jiang Yuebai, so that she could be recognized by the domain and not be disturbed by it.
Xiong Yanhong kept swallowing pills to stay alive. The most life-saving thing in his body had been consumed before. Trying to escape at this moment was of no avail.
The sword energy on his body was not gone yet, and the shadow of a gun came from behind again.
Jiang Yuebai's face was as dark as water, and the White Dragon Spear Technique was executed one after another like flowing water.
Dragon fang hits hard!
The dragon swings its tail!
Nine turns of the dragon!
…
One after another, red dragon shadows shone silently, and Xiong Yanhong was in a state of panic and embarrassment.
On the other side, Lu Nazhi pressed forward step by step, the ice sword turned into a skylark, and the skylarks gathered into ice luan, and the strong wind and rain sealed Xiong Yanhong's body airtight.
Xiong Yanhong took a strong breath, and with the help of the power of Qilin, he fought with his bare hands to exchange injuries for injuries, shattering and tearing the dragon claws and ice sparrows all over the sky, arrogantly and domineeringly.
But if there is a gap, he will be desperate, like a beast forced into a desperate situation, rushing towards the darkness.
boom!
The dragon claws knocked Xiong Yanhong away, and then the Bingluan Feather Sword pierced his body and hit him heavily on the ground.
The blood on Xiong Yanhong's body became lighter and lighter. He was panting and vomiting blood. He was at the end of his strength.
He pondered the name of Wangshu and felt very sad. Why was such a talented and powerful person not born in the Xiong family?
The female sword cultivator next to her is also extraordinary. With such strong support, the Zhuge family will surely be at the top of their game. Even if he, Xiong Yanhong, dies, he cannot let the Zhuge family get his wish!
"Haha, hahaha, if you want to manipulate me, you are too young!"
A violent force suddenly burst out from Xiong Yanhong. He stood up with force, straightened his back proudly, and desperately detonated the remaining power in his body, causing the air around him to shake violently.
In the darkness, Jiang Yuebai's heart skipped a beat.
Xiong Yanhong wants to blow up his soul!
Jiang Yuebai originally planned to join forces with Lu Nazhi to beat him to death, and then work with Zhuge Ziying to control him.
After all, he is a monk who transforms into gods. He has a soul in his body that is several times more powerful than Yuanying. It is difficult for the two of them to be able to contain him with 100% confidence.
Xiong Yanhong guessed right. She really couldn't fully control the power of the domain now. Otherwise, she could kill him with just one move, so why bother with it.
But Xiong Yanhong was so stubborn that he would rather die than drag everyone on his back.
The only solution for now is to fight hard!
"Zhuge Ziyi!" Jiang Yuebai shouted.
Zhugezi, who had been preparing for the attack for a long time, should have seen this situation, and decisively wiped away the flesh and blood between his eyebrows to condense a drop of blood. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his life span, and used Zhuge's secret method to mobilize all his consciousness to condense into a strong filament, until it reached the target. Force Xiong Yanhong to face him.
Lu Nazhi also pointed at the sword technique. His icy sword energy was like the vast deep sea, squeezing Xiong Yanhong from all directions, relying on the pressure of the sword and the cold to slow down Xiong Yanhong's speed of detonating his soul.
Frost climbed onto Xiong Yanhong's face, freezing his arrogant smile. Two threads of consciousness, one on the left and one on the right, pierced into the sea of consciousness from Xiong Yanhong's temples on both sides.
Jiang Yuebai used the dust seal with one hand and cut the flag with the iron mouth with the other, fighting for a chance!
Everything seemed to be frozen in the biting cold light around Lu Nanzhi. Zhuge Ziying rarely showed a look of extreme horror, staring at Xiong Yanhong who was frozen into an ice sculpture for a moment.
Jiang Yuebai was trembling nervously. The power of space had been accumulated in the Mi Chen Seal. Even the four characters on the Tiekou Straight Flag were glowing faintly, and she was almost activated.
Success!
They succeeded!
"quick!"
Zhuge Ziying furrowed his brows and felt unable to hold on. Xiong Yanhong's soul was struggling fiercely, like a mad beast, fighting hard, trying to break free from the chains on his body.
Within the same level, Zhuge Zi should only be able to control a person for about ten breaths. At this time, for Xiong Yanhong, the maximum is eight breaths!
Click!
The frost on Xiong Yanhong's face began to crack, Jiang Yuebai quickly grabbed the golden cicada pendant from his waist and threw it towards Xiong Yanhong.
"Stick the head!"
The black light flashed on the golden cicada pendant, the small stinging head shook its proboscis, and the bristles on the top of its head stood up, directly hitting Xiong Yanhong's eyebrows.
Suddenly, a majestic black mist dispersed and turned into a ferocious demonic shadow, like smoke and mist. It stretched out two illusory arms and held Xiong Yanhong in his arms.
The frost completely shattered, Zhuge Ziying's spiritual consciousness threads were disconnected, and he staggered back.
There was an eerie silence in the air. Lu Nazhi and Zhuge Ziying subconsciously held their breath and stared at Jiang Yuebai and Xiong Yanhong back and forth.
One breath...
Two breaths...
Three breaths...
Xiong Yanhong's bloodshot eyes slowly closed, his body softened, and he knelt on the ground, his head hanging down.
Phew~~
Jiang Yuebai breathed a long sigh of relief. The illusion created by the Mirage Demon Art had trapped Xiong Yanhong in it.
Next, let Xiong Yanhong refine medicine for her!
See you tomorrow~
