Chapter 564: Divine Dragon Haowei's golden arm swan song!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
In the air prison cage, Ye Wenlong could not avoid the attack of the space crown at all. Golden haloes shot out from the space crown, and then disappeared in the air. When they reappeared, they would always hit Ye Wenlong. Ye Wenlong was like
It was like an inflated rubber ball. It was tortured to the point where it was flying around in a cage, groaning, and blood was flying all over the sky.
Boom!
Another aperture hit Ye Wenlong from top to bottom, and his body hit the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge human-shaped crater on the ground.
"Huh? Still have the strength?" The Witch God finally stopped attacking temporarily, flew down in front of the huge pit, and looked into the pit, only to see Ye Wenlong, who was covered in blood, slowly struggling to stand up, and raised his eyebrows at him.
He raised his thumb, then slowly turned it upside down, smiling coldly but saying nothing.
"Boy, what do you mean?" Witch God Serit asked as if he was being scorned.
Ye Wenlong said calmly: "You call yourself a god in vain. I, a cultivator who has just entered the Yuanli realm, only relies on immortal weapons and doesn't even dare to take action personally. It's really disappointing!"
"You..." The Witch God's face froze and became very ugly. The next moment, his face showed anger, and he said coldly: "Fortunately, your provoking method successfully angered me, as you wished.
, I will personally take care of you, let you taste all the pain, and then slowly torture you."
The reason why he didn't take action personally was not because he was afraid of Ye Wenlong, but because he was worried about his understanding of the laws of space. Ye Wenlong's understanding of the laws of space was actually deeper than him.
Even if he teleported to escape, he was not sure that he would be able to catch up with him. He was determined to win this prey.
However, Ye Wenlong was unable to break through the forbidden cage of the Crown Immortal Artifact for so long. Under Ye Wenlong's provocation, the Witch God was also aroused to anger, and he had no choice but to take action himself.
"Bang"
The Witch God took one step forward, and like a huge palm hitting the calm lake, a powerful wave burst out in all directions, followed by a punch. When the fist hit, the space in front of him collapsed inch by inch, carrying the Void God.
With the infinite pressure of the super strong man, he hit Ye Wenlong fiercely, and the huge fist of virtual divine power fell down like a mountain.
There is no need for any fancy moves. Facing opponents weaker than himself, the Witch God chose to directly crush them with power.
"Peng"
The giant fist hit the place where Ye Wenlong was standing just now, directly creating a huge crater on the ground, but the Witch God knew that this punch did not hit Ye Wenlong, and this guy actually escaped.
"Boy, weren't you very aggressive just now, but now you only know how to dodge?" The Witch God was not surprised at all. One punch missed, and the second punch was thrown in the direction of Ye Wenlong's escape, but when the fist was implemented, Ye Wen
The dragon had already appeared further away and managed to avoid this punch again.
"Peng"
The Witch God's punch hit the sky, and the vast power of the punch directly collapsed that space. However, the collapsed space was repaired by the Crown Immortal Artifact almost instantly, and it was in the forbidden air cage.
, space will never truly collapse.
Seeing that another punch failed, the Witch God was furious and shouted: "Boy, do you only know how to hide?"
"Haha, I just want to see what you can do. It seems like that's all!" Ye Wenlong stood in the air and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't hide this time. Serit, take out your
Come on, show me your true strength. Let me see if the self-proclaimed Great Witch God is not worthy of his name!"
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth. In this case, I will let you see my true strength, the Light of the Witch Saint, and the Fist of the Witch Saint!" The Witch God's face turned cold, and he slowly raised his right fist. On top of his fist,
White lights swirled up one after another, and wherever the white light touched, the space was annihilated, as if it was swallowed up by the white light.
"Witch Saint Divine Fist, annihilate the sky!"
With a low shout from the Witch God, his fist was already punched out. For a moment, white light shone across the sky and the earth, and the space was swallowed up wherever it passed. The distance of dozens of miles could hardly reach one percent of the blink of an eye.
By then, Ye Wenlong was in front of him.
"The mighty dragon, the golden arm's swan song!"
Just when the Witch God used the Holy Witch Fist, a golden light also lingered on Ye Wenlong's right arm. At first, the golden light was like dots of starlight. In an instant, the dots of starlight turned into a vast golden light comparable to the rays of the sun, a beam of tens of thousands of feet.
A huge golden light pillar soared into the sky, piercing the sky, as if a huge hole had been opened in the sky by this golden light pillar. As soon as the white light of the Wusheng Divine Fist met the golden light pillar, it immediately melted away.
"Impossible, you have just entered the Yuanli Realm, how could you perform such a terrifying move?" At that moment, the wizard god's face showed an unbelievable look of horror. In front of this huge golden light pillar tens of thousands of meters long, he continuously
He felt a little bit of fear.
"Frog at the bottom of the well, you don't know a lot of things. For you, a half-Yixu god with no body or corpse, to dream of becoming the emperor of the human star field is simply a dream. Today I will let you see what it is.
He is a real strong man!" Ye Wenlong's disdainful voice came from the void, and the next moment, a huge dragon arm protruded from the golden light pillar and slammed into the Holy Witch Fist.
"Even if you can deliver a blow comparable to that of a super strong person in the False God Realm, so what? I will let you know that everything below the False God is just an ant!" Seeing that dazzling golden dragon arm, the eyes of the Witch God also changed.
He showed a solemn look, but a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he frantically mobilized the power of the Void God to pour into the Holy Witch Fist.
"Boom"
The Golden Dragon Arm and the White Light Fist finally collided together, and the muffled sound was like the sound of the sky and the earth colliding. In an instant, the world suddenly turned dark.
"Pengpengpeng..."
The next moment, extremely terrifying explosions occurred one after another. The vast explosion force flew in all directions. At the center of the explosion, a huge space with a radius of dozens of miles collapsed directly, revealing a huge black hole in space. And right there, the black hole appeared.
At that moment, a ray of golden light shot straight in, and as the golden light shot in, Ye Wenlong's ethereal voice came from the void into the ears of the Witch God: "Thank you Serit, without your cooperation, I would have broken
The price you have to pay for opening this forbidden air cage will not be small, let’s say goodbye, and next time we meet, I will definitely fight to the death with you!”
"puff"
In the horrific explosion, the witch god Serit was pushed hundreds of miles away by the terrifying force. He was slightly injured, but it was not to the extent that he vomited blood. However, Ye Wenlong's parting words made him suffer.
He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
At this time, he realized that he had been fooled by this kid. His refining of the Crown Immortal Artifact was very basic. If he concentrated on controlling this space artifact, even if Ye Wenlong found something as powerful as the terrifying one just now.
Even with a single attack, it would be difficult to break through the immortal weapon's forbidden air cage. As long as he slowly controls the space power of the immortal weapon to attack Ye Wenlong, there will always be a time when this guy's dragon energy is exhausted by him.
However, he was provoked by Ye Wenlong and launched the powerful Wusheng Divine Fist. The destructive power of the explosion caused by the collision between the Wusheng Divine Fist and the golden dragon's swan song from the opponent was enough to break through the forbidden area that he did not control attentively.
The bondage of an empty cage.
"asshole--"
The huge hole in the collapsed space closed instantly, but within the range of the Witch God's consciousness, Ye Wenlong had long since disappeared, and only the faint aura of the latter before he disappeared remained in the air.
The Witch God Serit fled through the air and chased for more than one hundred thousand miles in the direction where Ye Wenlong disappeared, but he did not even find Ye Wenlong's breath again. Then he changed his direction and chased for hundreds of thousands of miles, but at all,
Not even one of Ye Wenlong's hairs could sense it, and he was so angry that he roared like thunder.
Of course, Serit couldn't find Ye Wenlong here, because when he escaped into the black hole in space, Ye Wenlong sensed the Tower of Babel. The moment he fell into the black hole, he had already teleported back to the sixth floor of the Tower of Babel and the Martial Tower.
layer, appearing where Zhao Xueling and others were.
"puff"
As soon as Ye Wen Longfu fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell straight down.
"Ask the Dragon——"
The first one to react was Zhao Xueling, who appeared beside him instantly and hugged him the moment he fell.
"Brother Ye!"
"Ask the Dragon!"
Everyone was shocked and gathered around. Looking at the pale-faced Ye Wenlong in Zhao Xueling's arms, worry was written on everyone's faces.
"Sister Xueling, how is he?" Tang Ying asked anxiously.
"He was seriously injured and fainted." Zhao Xueling said solemnly, the hands holding him were trembling slightly, and the eyes looking at his pale face were filled with distress.
In the early morning, the gentle sunlight penetrated into the cave through the small hole in the wall. Ye Wenlong, who had been sleeping all this time, slowly opened his eyes. A splitting headache followed, and he couldn't help but hum.
He made a sound, and immediately, among the sweet calls, several delicate and haggard faces appeared in front of him.
In addition to Zhao Xueling, Tang Ying, Nie Zishang, and Xu Tongtong, the four girls Nie Zizhu, Long Gongyue, Wu Xianni, and Yang Na were all present.
"Wenlong, you finally woke up. Where does it hurt? Let me help you look at it?" Tang Ying said with concern on her face, while Nie Zishang carefully helped him sit up, letting half of his body rest on her soft body.
On top of his delicate body, catkins stretched out to touch his forehead, as if Ye Wenlong had had a high fever before, and now he felt relieved when he saw that his fever had subsided.
"It's okay, I just have a headache." Ye Wenlong frowned.
"Brother-in-law, let me help you rub it." Nie Zizhu volunteered, slipped behind Nie Zishang, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently massaged his head. She just ignored the surprised looks in the girls' eyes.
.
Ye Wenlong originally wanted to object, but his future sister-in-law's massage technique was really impressive. The weight was appropriate and the acupuncture points were accurately identified. After a few fingers fell, his headache was relieved a lot immediately. Seeing this miraculous effect, he had no choice but to
Give up and let her have her way.
However, Nie Zizhu was surprisingly well-behaved. When she saw that he was enjoying her service, she did not take any credit for it. Her movements became gentler. Ye Wenlong felt so comfortable that he wanted to hum. After this press, he moved towards Nie Zizhu.
The little barrier she had against him in the past has long since melted away. He closed his eyes lightly and felt her gentle service, but he inexplicably thought of her in his heart...
