Seeing the two level ferocious beasts being attracted away, Yang Feng appeared at the edge of the crack in a flash. At this moment, the scene inside the crack had undergone earth-shaking changes. Wisps of misty air flowed in the crack, as if inside the crack.
A frightening beast is awakening below.
"Roar!"
A roar accompanied by a strong fishy smell came from behind Yang Feng. When he discovered that Yang Feng, the "dead man", was resurrected and still standing on the edge of the crack, the Shadow Mirror Beast was completely furious.
"broken!"
Ye Long's pupils shrank, and the Death Dragon Stone in his palm was burned into a ball of powder by the flames. In an instant, a thunder fell from the sky and hit Ye Long's head accurately.
The terrifying coercion of heaven and earth suddenly exploded, spreading like a wave of water in all directions.
The three puppets surrounding Ye Long were also temporarily cut off from the purple cloaked man by this wave of impact.
Whether it was the shadow mirror beast that rushed towards Yang Feng or the colorful python that was chasing the purple cloaked man, they stared at the white light flashing across the sky from time to time with fear in their eyes. The huge beast body could not stop trembling under the pressure of heaven and earth.
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The two sword embryos in Yang Feng's body were also vibrating at this moment, constantly emitting the power of true meaning to resist the pressure of heaven and earth.
"Ouch!"
The roar of the dragon exploded, and penetrated the dark clouds. A green dragon shadow shuttled through the clouds. From a distance, the real dragon's body was more than a hundred miles away. The huge dragon head gave people an unspeakable sense of oppression. The dragon's body was covered in pieces.
The clear blue dragon scales resemble the endless ripples on the calm lake. Nobility and magnificence are no longer enough to describe this true blue dragon.
"Death Dragon Stone!"
This time the purple cloaked man's face turned pale. How could he not have heard of the name of the Death Dragon Stone? And judging from the momentum, this true green dragon had definitely surpassed the fire level during his lifetime, comparable to the Xiaju Realm. Now it has passed the Death Dragon Stone.
The Dragon Stone releases the Dragon Soul, even if it is just a flash in the pan, it is enough to sweep through the Heavenly Transformation Realm.
Ye Long couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion when he saw the real green dragon flying through the dark clouds. The intimidating power displayed by this green dragon was more powerful than he imagined. With this real dragon, even if he faced two water-level ferocious beasts and a
He is also full of confidence in the world of change.
"Being distracted for a moment on the battlefield can kill someone!"
Ye Long's voice suddenly came from behind the purple cloaked man, and the flaming sword struck down. As the black light spot expanded rapidly, the purple cloaked figure disappeared, and a puppet of a man in black appeared inexplicably under Ye Long's knife, and was directly ejected by the fierce flames.
Devoured by tongues of fire.
"Hmph, let's see how many puppets you can replace!"
Ye Long sneered, with the help of the azure dragon, there was no need to worry about the two water-level ferocious beasts. One-on-one, he didn't believe that the man in purple cloak had countless puppets to take his place!
A flash of blood flashed across the eyes of the real cyan dragon on the other side. With a roar, it pounced down from the clouds and grabbed the colorful python with its sharp and huge dragon claws.
It takes a hundred years for the snake demon to turn into a python, a thousand years to turn into a dragon, and it takes ten thousand years to cross the dragon gate and become a dragon body, which shows the level of bloodline.
Even though he was facing only the dragon soul whose strength had declined, the colorful python was still trembling with fear. He could only watch helplessly as the dragon's claws pierced the huge python's body, and green blood spattered out along the wound.
Colorful poisonous mist rose from the blood and enveloped the true dragon's body.
"Ouch!"
With a deafening dragon roar, the mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, and strong winds rolled up. The colorful poisonous mist was blown away in an instant, and the colorful python was hanging half-dead on the dragon's claws, and the white flesh of the snake's body was turned out by the sharp claws.
, the snake's skin was torn, and the water-level ferocious beast that was originally so majestic and fearsome now had no momentum at all, and its aura was rapidly weakening.
Facing the majestic real dragon, the shadow mirror beast subconsciously shrank its neck, intuitively telling it that this real dragon has the power to tear it apart, even if it has countless beasts in the mirror space.
Just when the battle situation was one-sided, suddenly a rope burning with black fire shot out from the dark clouds and quickly wrapped around the dragon's body. A crazy roar came from the Qinglong's mouth.
"Hellfire!"
Yang Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink when he saw the black fire on the rope that was constantly eroding the dragon's body.
"Zhou Zheng was defeated?"
Because of the beast tide, the entire Qingtie Mansion has been sealed off. It is absolutely impossible for the mysterious people in the city to escape quietly, unless something happens to Zhou Zheng!
There was a tut-tut sound in the dark clouds, and then a man wearing two masks of a ferocious smile walked out of the dark clouds.
"Isn't he the mysterious person in Qingtie Mansion?"
The mysterious man in the Qingtie Mansion had his arm broken by his own sword. If it was an ordinary wound, he might be able to recover his broken arm overnight with the help of a panacea, but his sword contained the true meaning of destruction, and it could wipe out the gray air flow.
It takes a long time and it is impossible to recover overnight.
In other words, the Two-Face man in front of him is another soul-worshiping thief who has mastered the demonic fire of hell, and his aura is even more powerful.
"boom!"
The green dragon fell into the sky. Although the real dragon's body was still struggling, it could be seen that his remaining dragon soul was being weakened rapidly. Even if it broke free from the ropes and the demonic fire of hell, the green dragon soul would not be able to hold on for long.
In the end, the Death Dragon Stone that Ye Long spent a lot of effort to buy was just exchanged for one with the Colorful Python, which was definitely a loss of blood.
"Cut it off!"
Ye Long is not a fool. The Qinglong Dragon Soul is his trump card. How could he just watch it be destroyed like this?
However, when the flame attached to the sword slashed at the rope, Ye Long felt as if he was cutting into the air. Not only did the sword fail to cut off the rope, but the hell demon fire almost infected his body along the blade.
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"Meet the officiant!"
Seeing the appearance of the Two-Face Man, the man in the purple cloak knelt down with a trembling body. It was not difficult to hear the fear hidden in his heart from his nervous tone.
Officiant!
Ye Long's eyes were complicated, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.
In the Soul Worshiping Cult, the highest one is the leader who has never shown up before, followed by five leaders who are said to have reached the Tongxu Realm, followed by twelve chief priests who are at the peak of the Heavenly Transformation Realm, and the Thirty-six Heavenly Transformation Realm
Messengers, whether they are the thieves controlling the puppets in front of them or the mysterious people and shadow assassins in Qingtie Mansion, are all messengers of the Heavenly Transformation Realm.
Although Ye Long could withstand the mid-stage Heavenly Transformation with his superb Heavenly Fire Sword Intent, he could only be beaten when facing the peak Heavenly Transformation.
In the entire Jinhuang Dao, only the commander-in-chief has reached the peak of the Heaven Transformation Realm. But as the commander-in-chief, he has to guard the entire Jinhuang Dao. How could he rush to the Qingtie Mansion because of a tide of beasts?
"Trash, you can't handle even a small thing! If the Paradise Flower is lost, the leader will be very unhappy."
The two-faced man's voice was deep and hoarse, and when he opened his mouth, he gave people the feeling of a living dead.
"The head of Blazing Cavalry Ye Long, the bodies of two water-level ferocious beasts, and a bliss flower can barely be used as a congratulatory gift from the leader."
"Boy, don't worry about the Bliss Flower. Run away as soon as you get the chance. Their target is me."
Ye Long stood in front of Yang Feng and whispered.
It only took one move to subdue the dragon soul. Ye Long already knew the difference in strength between himself and Two-Face. Fighting to the death was barely enough to hold off Two-Face for a few breaths. The only thing he could do was to protect Yang Feng.
The monsters of the dynasty, this is the future of the Great Void Dynasty!
"Maybe we still have a chance."
Yang Feng glanced at the bound dragon soul. The Heavenly Fire Sword Intention could not cut off the rope, but the Destruction Sword Intent might have a miraculous effect. The Time Sword Intent could reverse time. Using his own cultivation to exert all his strength could make the dragon soul short-lived.
It would take time for them to recover 70% of their cultivation level, so it's not like they don't have a chance.
The Flower of Paradise is related to the third sword embryo, and Yang Feng doesn't want to just give it up to others.
"cover me."
Yang Feng leaned back, and a cloud of gray air flowed from his palm into the mountains along the cracks in the ground.
Although Ye Long didn't know what Yang Feng had planned, the powerful enemy had no time for him to hesitate.
When Two-Face saw Ye Long standing in front of Yang Feng, he suddenly laughed: "He should be the evil genius who the shadow messenger said in the letter would give to the leader as a congratulatory gift."
Ye Long clenched his sword with both hands and stared at the Two-Face Man. His body was covered in golden-red flames. Since Yang Feng asked him to help cover him, he could only choose to fight to the death.
The Shadow Mirror Beast next to him also noticed the dangerous aura on Two-Face, and the sharp needle behind him was also aimed at Two-Face.
"Puppet Messenger, go catch that kid. I want to live. I believe you won't let me down."
The man in purple cloak, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering, looked happy and hurriedly bowed his head and said: "I will definitely not let the officiant down!"
Although he didn't know why the chief priest wanted to capture a minion who was in the Total Body Realm, this was his only chance to make up for his mistakes. He had to complete the task even if he risked his life.
During the conversation, the gray air flow had penetrated from the cracks in the ground to the side of the dragon's body. Facing the rope shrouded in the hell fire, the gray air flow pounced on it like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, and a series of undetectable sparks splashed out.
Submerged in the gray airflow.
Yang Feng could vaguely see the gray-yellow material of the rope itself.
"Um?"
The Two-Face man in mid-air glanced at the dragon soul curiously, and he actually felt that a ball of hellfire had disappeared.
"kill!"
The moment Two-Face was in a trance, Ye Long rose into the air in a flash and struck down with his sword. At the same time, the Shadow Mirror Beast's sharp tail needle shot through the air and stabbed Two-Face's vitals.
"clang!"
With a crisp sound, the blade and tail pierced Two-Face's body and collided violently.
The huge backlash made Ye Long's arms numb, and a fine crack appeared on the Shadow Mirror Beast's sharp tail needle.
"How did he avoid it?"
The figure of the two-faced man gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely in front of everyone.
"The mighty General Blazing Hussars turns out to be a villain who only knows how to sneak attack."
The Two-Face man's voice sounded again. In an instant, Yang Feng felt that his whole body was cold, his blood rushed directly to his brain, and he subconsciously struck out with a sword.
"Ding!"
The broken sword stopped in mid-air, and a slender, pale, tender-skinned index finger blocked the edge of the sword. The eyes of the two-faced man hidden behind the mask were looking at Yang Feng greedily.
