Chapter 404 The Body of a True Dragon
The Thousand-Armed Centipede's huge body alone weighs tens of thousands of tons, not to mention the Thousand-Armed Centipede's own huge strength.
But for such a Gu insect to be pushed away by Wei Ji, it shocked everyone around him.
Zizzi!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede neighed, opened its mouth, and sprayed a cloud of death curse towards Wei Ji, who was close at hand.
The distance between the two sides was very close, and Wei Ji was sprayed by his head, and the terrifying aging curse spread all over his body.
"A small trick."
Wei Ji's face darkened. After the curse came closer, layers of dragon patterns appeared on his body.
These dragon patterns are blue jade in color, and the powerful curse power cannot penetrate into them and can only flow on the surface. Often, just one layer is removed, but in the blink of an eye, new dragon patterns will appear again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Thousand-Handed Centipede approached, and countless pale corpse hands wrapped around him, tightly wrapping Wei Ji into a ball.
Just like the death coil of a python, the coil of a thousand-hand centipede is even better, with countless corpse hands pressing and beating.
There was no joy on Su Jie's face, he just stared at the corpse ball that was constantly wriggling in the void. On it, Su Jie felt a unique aura, like the rising sun, and surging like a vast torrent.
Above the sky, clouds rolled, and a huge blue dragon shadow hovered in the sky.
Its body undulates like waves, its dragon whiskers are like swords, and its swings seem to be able to cut through the wind and clouds. Its eyes are like two bright stars, revealing its boundless power.
Su Jie raised his head and looked at the phantom of the blue dragon. The invisible dragon's power spread to a radius of dozens of kilometers, as if announcing that this was the realm of the real dragon.
"What is this guy's background? Did he inherit the dragon bloodline?"
Su Jie murmured to himself, "The snake body, antlers, and eagle claws, this image fits the appearance of a real dragon in Su Jie's impression."
In the Tianyuan world, dragons are extremely powerful and terrifying top spiritual beasts. Their numbers are rare. Each true dragon is far above the Taoist realm, but few people have seen a true dragon.
"A mere insect is nothing more than an evil heretic."
The Corpse Ball exploded, and Thousand-Handed Centipede's body was blown away.
When Wei Ji appeared again, his image had completely changed. Thick blue jade dragon scales appeared on his body, as if he was wearing a set of close-fitting scale armor, and his eyes turned into dragon-like vertical pupils.
Seeing the image of Wei Ji, Su Jie suddenly thought of a rumor in his mind.
Legend has it that after someone bathes in dragon blood, most people can gain physical strength, but only a very small number of people can inherit the blood of a true dragon and become a walking humanoid true dragon.
Su Jie was not the only one who was equally surprised. Everyone around him, whether they were righteous or evil cultivators, all thought of this rumor.
"This is the body of a true dragon."
Yu Wenjing took a breath and saw the source of Wei Ji's change. Guanchao Pavilion, as the largest sect in Qingzhou, collected a lot of information on various secrets and physical constitutions.
"I heard from Senior Brother Wei that he once teamed up with others to go to Dongji Lake, where a real dragon lived for thousands of years."
Mo Shiyao slowly recounted that it was obvious that Wei Ji had an adventure in Dongji Lake and obtained the true dragon physique.
"Now the battle really begins."
After moving his wrist, Wei Ji's body was like light, and he was in front of the Thousand-Handed Centipede in an instant, and punched the Thousand-Handed Centipede's strong head.
Bang!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede's upper body leaned back, its thick tail swept across, and hit Wei Ji.
Wei Ji took a few steps back, a little surprised.
"How can you be so cruel in front of my dragon power?"
roar!
Thousand-handed centipedes spit out poisonous clouds, purple rays bloom, and storms roar, responding to Wei Ji's words with practical actions.
Ordinary spiritual beasts would tremble in front of the dragon's power, but the characteristics of the Gu insect have never been afraid of the enemy.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede that Su Jie has trained step by step is even more ferocious. Let alone Wei Ji, even if a real dragon is in front of him, the Thousand-Handed Centipede will dare to bite him.
Wei Ji frowned and saw the ferocious Thousand-Handed Centipede. Then he stepped forward again and chose to start a brutal hand-to-hand fight with the Thousand-Handed Centipede.
His arms possess immense divine power, and his body is as indestructible as a real dragon. Every punch and kick will emit thousands of rays of light, like stars falling to the earth.
roar!
The Thousand-Hand Centipede is like an ancient ferocious beast. The ferocity in its bones was inspired by Wei Ji's fighting style, and it also fights closely with Wei Ji.
The battle between the two sides shook the nearby ground, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, and huge cracks opened on the ground.
One person and one insect hit the ground from the sky, and then hit the Gaoli Mountain crater from the ground, causing the volcano to erupt prematurely, and high-temperature magma covered the entire Gaoli Mountain.
"This...is this a battle in the secret realm?"
Xiao Guanglian swallowed his saliva, watching the battle between one man and one insect, even the nearby terrain changed.
If it were him who went up, he doubted that he would be able to last ten seconds.
"No, the general secret realm cannot reach this level."
Yu Wenjing shook his head bitterly. Seeing the battle ahead, his confidence was shaken.
He himself was also in the secret realm, but in front of the two monsters Su Jie and Wei Ji, he felt that being called a genius in the past had become a joke.
Not to mention anything else, Su Jie was no match for Su Jie, a middle-grade sixth-refined Gu insect.
"Believe in Senior Brother Wei."
Mo Shiyao put her hands together on her chin, praying for Wei Ji in her heart.
On the battlefield, the battle between Wei Ji and Thousand-Handed Centipede reached a fever pitch.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede was strengthened by Su Jie. It had almost no weaknesses. Facing such a vicious creature, Wei Ji was able to suppress the Thousand-Handed Centipede.
Fortunately, the Thousand-Hand Centipede's huge size means that the error tolerance rate is too high.
Even if it is injured and bleeding, the Thousand-Handed Centipede can quickly regain its combat effectiveness by relying on its splitting and self-healing powers.
Wei Ji is very experienced in combat. He has injured the Thousand-Hand Centipede many times. However, if the Thousand-Hand Centipede cannot be killed, it is not injured. In terms of consumption, the Thousand-Hand Centipede's huge size is not Shown for viewing.
Looking back at Wei Ji, there is obviously a time limit for him to enter this state of dragon transformation. After all, he is not a real dragon, but just inherits part of his bloodline.
"What a vicious insect."
When Wei Ji saw this, two forked dragon horns sprouted from his forehead, and his aura surged again.
Visible to the naked eye, his strength and speed also increased dramatically.
In another confrontation with the Thousand-Hand Centipede, just one punch landed on the huge insect body. The shock wave of the Thousand-Hand Centipede's body was like a heavy bomb falling, breaking the insect shell and flesh, and the spreading air wave could spread to several people. A hundred meters away.
"Is this the second stage of the BOSS?" Su Jie felt that he had seen this scene before.
And when Wei Ji was about to continue taking action, suddenly a thunderbolt fell and landed on Wei Ji without any bias.
The purple sky thunder triggered by Su Jie directly caused Wei Ji's body to stiffen.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede roared at Wei Ji opposite him. Taking advantage of Wei Ji's stiffness, he opened his bloody mouth and was about to swallow Wei Ji in one gulp.
Wei Ji was calm in the face of danger. The Thousand-Handed Centipede's body had not yet recovered from the injury. He poured out a breath of sword energy. The sword energy was like frost, cracking open the wound and slowing it down a beat.
Taking this opportunity, Wei Ji escaped from the tiger's mouth and said with a chuckle: "Supernatural power, interesting, really interesting. It seems that you, the so-called fairy seedling, still have some abilities."
As he spoke, Wei Ji's eyes flashed. After turning sideways to avoid the attack of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, he suddenly approached Su Jie.
Wei Ji, who originally wanted to deal with the Thousand-Hand Centipede handsomely, attacked Su Jie, but after seeing that the Thousand-Hand Centipede was difficult to win, he chose to attack Su Jie, the controller.
Based on his understanding of Gu masters, their actual combat power is weak.
As long as Su Jie can be killed, Thousand-Handed Centipede will not be a worry.
Seeing Wei Ji approaching like a god descending from the earth, Su Jie didn't show any panic on his face and just shouted two words: "Madam."
As Wei Ji's fist approached, a red wedding dress appeared in front of Su Jie.
"What do you want to do to my husband?"
Han Ruyan stared at Wei Ji with dead eyes. Strange power penetrated, and yellow paper money floated in the sky. Wei Ji's body clothes changed from white robes to white mourning clothes at some point.
The movement of punching became stiff, and Wei Ji was inexplicably surprised: "The sixth-grade ghost is not an ordinary sixth-grade ghost."
"Paper money for burial."
Han Ruyan didn't talk nonsense and waved her jade hand lightly.
She was wearing a festive wedding dress, while Wei Ji was wearing a sad mourning dress. The contrast between the two made Wei Ji feel wary.
Great Universe Palm.
Wei Ji chose to take the lead and struck out at Han Ruyan with a palm. The palm of his hand kept changing, covering thousands of square meters. It was the same move that killed the multi-legged Malu just now.
Han Ruyan's body was like a phantom, passing through the giant palm silently.
The next moment, Wei Ji's body and limbs began to twist violently, as if it was difficult to control his limbs.
Paper money fell more densely from the sky. Every piece of paper money that fell was imprinted with a simple portrait of Wei Ji. It seemed that the paper money was burned just for him.
When the paper money fell, a blood moon appeared in the sky. It was still broad daylight, but this blood moon appeared suddenly, high in the sky, only more than three thousand meters above the ground.
Han Ruyan's figure appeared on the blood moon, and the huge blood moon was reflected in the depths of Wei Ji's pupils, pulling his spirit and will into it.
Wei Ji's face was covered with dense paper money, covering his entire face, hands, feet and body in a blink of an eye. The paper money was burning, as if it was going to ignite his flesh and blood. A grave bag appeared on the ground, with Wei Ji's tombstone engraved on it. Wei Ji was buried.
"This weird power, you ghost..."
Wei Ji's exposed eyes suddenly became intense, and all the muscles in his body tightened suddenly. He took a step, and his spiritual power was highly compressed, creating a terrifying sonic boom cloud.
He was like an angry lion, his eyes were red and bloodshot. In order to resist the erosion of the strange power, an illusory soul appeared, which was Wei Ji's soul.
As for his Yuan Shen, he was only one head shorter than himself and had almost reached the Dacheng stage. Su Jie's Yuan Shen before he entered the Great Dao River was at this level.
As soon as Wei Ji's soul was forced out, the paper money attached to his body turned into fly ash and could no longer affect him.
"You have chosen the wrong target. With a little weird power, everything is in vain in front of my soul."
Wei Ji's eyes were like fire. He suddenly punched again, and countless dragon scales flew from his eyes. He used his own dragon scales as a guide to activate the power of the real dragon to exorcise evil and suppress evil.
At the same time, a ball of red flame appeared in the palm of Wei Ji's soul, attached to the dragon scale, and instantly detonated the dragon scale, turning into a flower of fire hundreds of meters high, and blasted towards the blood moon.
Han Ruyan frowned slightly, and her body sank under the blood moon. Thousands of tiny blood moons flew out, like bloody cherry blossoms blown away by the breeze, and violently collided with the flame flower.
The blood moon continued to evaporate under the flames, and the evil and strange power turned into smoke and air, which was consumed in the fierce fire.
"You are not the only one who has magical powers. My Burning Sky Pure Fire Magical Power will burn this ghost like you to ashes today."
Wei Ji spoke confidently, that golden flame was the magical power bred by his soul. It could not only kill the body, but also the soul.
Facing Wei Ji's cold and arrogant words, Han Ruyan held a lantern in her left hand and a dragon and phoenix mirror in her right hand.
The big word "Happy" on the lantern was turned upside down, and there was a blood line on Wei Ji's neck. The neck was torn, and the exposed trachea could be vaguely seen.
On the dragon and phoenix mirror, it began to swallow up the Burning Sky Pure Fire that covered it and swallowed it clean.
The Lantern Ghost and the Girl in the Mirror, two fifth-level ghosts, were completely unattractive in front of Wei Ji, but under Han Ruyan's personal control, they could display extraordinary power.
Wei Ji's true dragon body couldn't resist, and he was injured and bleeding for the first time.
A pool of blue dragon-like blood gushed out, and every drop of dragon blood falling on the ground could create a two-meter-deep hole.
Click.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder illuminated the sky. Along with the roar of thunder, purple sky thunder struck Wei Ji continuously.
Wei Ji tried to use the Burning Sky Pure Fire to fight, but the gap between the souls of the two sides was reflected in the power of the supernatural power. That is, Su Jie's Purple Sky Thunder penetrated and extinguished the Burning Sky Pure Fire. Among the ten thunders, it could hit Four or five times, Wei Ji's skin and flesh were torn open by the explosion, and more dragon-like blood flowed out.
roar!
At the same time, the Thousand-Handed Centipede cooperated with Su Jie and tightly wrapped around Wei Ji. The pale corpse hands covered the ants, restricting his movements.
"Baby, please turn around."
Su Jie patted the sword-raising gourd on his waist, and two rays of light, one white and one red, came out of the gourd's mouth, piercing the clouds and sky, crossing and slashing like flying shears of dragons, the White Bone Tiansha Sword and the Red Practicing Sword, these two The high-grade magical instruments cooperated with each other to remove Wei Ji's head.
Immediately after, there was a jade pendant hanging on Wei Ji's waist. The figure of the woman in the mirror quietly emerged from the jade pendant and came behind Wei Ji. Her palm was semi-illusory, and she used an unpretentious black tiger move to dig out Wei Ji's heart. Ji's heart.
With these several killing moves, Wei Ji was almost sentenced to death.
But Wei Ji, this immortal seedling, is not just a person who has gained fame in vain. He is the number one young person in Qingzhou. He actually managed to laugh at the moment of death.
When multiple blows came, a purple jade umbrella lifted up from the surface of Wei Ji's body, deflected the flying sword, pushed away the thousand-handed centipede, and blew away the woman in the mirror.
"Do you really think you can kill me?"
Wei Ji's voice was calm. The dragon scales and horns of his body continued to fade away, and the spiritual light washed over his body. The originally stained white clothes became spotless, clean and pure. Three thousand black hair poured down like a waterfall, but his obsidian pupils were like Wang Youtan is bottomless, and an invisible aura of chilling emanates from between his brows.
(End of chapter)