Chapter 296: The magical powers are unleashed, and they will fight until death
Roar!
At this moment, Zheng Yi's surging blood energy wrapped around his body, turning into a terrifying blood energy giant.
The huge body is more than a hundred feet long, with its hands spread out like a building. As it waves, it brings up a terrifying tide, and suddenly falls from the void, directly pressing behind the dragon's head, and struggling to lock it with both hands. Seven inches.
Continuously shrinking the strength of the hand, the dragon's keel creaked as it was pinched. The dragon was shocked and turned pale, letting out a shrill roar, swinging his body, trying to struggle out from under these big hands.
However, this big hand of flesh and blood contains extremely terrifying power. Even the old dragon’s vigorous resistance seemed to be unable to hold up.
Under the constant shaking of the body, its body became soft and most of its strength was lost.
This seems to be a weakness of all snake and dragon creatures.
Poof!
The blood is everywhere, overwhelming.
The power of gods and demons loomed behind Zheng Yi, and the big hand that covered the sky fell from mid-air, pressing directly on the dragon's head. The terrifying power crushed the demon dragon's body. Even if it struggled hard, it could not escape from this terrifying power. Move down a fraction.
Tear apart!
Pinching the dragon's seven inches with one hand, pinching the dragon's vitals, the other hand directly grabbed the dragon's tail. After a while of groping, he directly pinched a tight tendon.
With all his strength, he pulled it outward, and suddenly, a dragon roar full of pain resounded throughout the whole world.
Even the three old dragons who were besieging Zheng Yi were all stunned, and then they burst into angry dragon roars.
Zheng Yi pulled out the old dragon's tendons, and the splattered blood stained his face. His calm face looked quite strange and terrifying at this time.
The old dragon that has lost its dragon tendons is like a dehydrated dead fish, swinging its body feebly, giving people a feeling of limpness.
Click!
Then a big foot stepped hard on the dragon's head. In an instant, the old dragon's screams stopped abruptly. The terrible force directly crushed the old dragon's strong skull. He completely became the first old dragon to be sacrificed.
"Even if you die, leave the dragon soul to me!"
As he spoke, the sky behind Zheng Yi lit up, and the branches of the Seven Treasures Tree stretched out. On one of the branches, a green-skin gourd filled with the aura of chaos hung.
As Zheng Yi reached out and made a move, the chaotic green-skinned gourd appeared in mid-air. The mouth of the gourd opened, facing the direction where the dragon soul floated, and a strong suction force burst out.
In the blink of an eye, accompanied by a silent dragon roar of fear, the dragon soul that was anxious and anxious to escape disappeared directly into the green-skinned gourd.
The whole process happened in just one breath. Before the other three old dragons could react, their companions had already been convulsed by Zheng Yi, and they could no longer die.
"Human, you dare to kill my people, I will capture you alive today, place you on the dragon sacrificial platform, burn you for a thousand years, and then destroy your three tribes, and not a single blade of grass will grow..."
The roars of frightened and angry dragons from the other three old dragons exploded in my ears.
"You and I have the same ideas. In this case, let's see who dies first!"
Zheng Yi raised his head, his face stained with dragon blood. His expression turned ferocious in an instant.
The divine and demon body refining technique he practices is called Cangtian Hexue. Once he is caught in a battle, his blood boils, his qi and blood are like torrents, the furnace burns the void, and he is extremely domineering, and he immediately falls into a violent rage.
At this moment, the battle was in full swing. After being provoked by the old dragon, a fierceness from deep in his heart suddenly rose.
roar!
Roar!
The ferocious old dragon also exploded with the strongest momentum and surrounded us. The dragon energy in his body shook the body, twisting and twisting the dragon's body, forming a combined attack, and bursting out a super terrifying breath. , constantly wreaking havoc on the surrounding space.
The dragons rolled up the dark clouds and enveloped the sky. Terrible pressure fell from the sky. Three huge dragons shuttled through the dark clouds, calling for wind and rain, sweeping lightning. This moment was like the end of the world, and an explosion was stronger than before. More powerful attacks.
Even Zheng Yi, who possesses the divine and demon body refining technique, can't withstand the continuous siege of the dragon with his extremely powerful body.
The heavy dragon tail bombarded the body, and terrible power surged toward the inside through the hard body and the surging blood consumption.
Three experienced dragons formed a formation, and with the power of the dragons, they united and merged into one, like a blender, constantly stirring, the terrible power spread throughout the void, penetrating the blood barrier, in Zheng Yi There are many scars left on every inch of the body.
There is also the dragon flame that the old dragon spits out. It is hot and powerful, leaving traces of burning under the golden skin.
It has to be said that as the backbone of the dragon clan, these three old dragons are indeed terrifyingly powerful. Even with Zheng Yi's powerful physique, being surrounded by a combined attack at the same time and fighting against three dragons was a bit overwhelming for a moment. The feeling of being alone.
“When it comes to dual cultivation of law and body, the Jiaolong clan is indeed uniquely endowed...”
"It's a pity that my human race has been controlling the world of immortals for many years. The magical powers and the true form of magic weapons that have been cultivated hard are not vegetarian..."
"Samadhi Soul Wind!"
Zheng Yi naturally cannot be like this. Passive, as a Jindan Zhenren, his most powerful and most respected skill is not the body refining technique? The seven treasures of magic and the ninth-grade golden elixir are his true heritage.
As for the dual cultivation of law and body, it is just an extra means to make up for one's own shortcomings.
At this moment, Zheng Yi quietly gathered strength, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly exhaled in front of a huge dragon flying down.
This rolling breath exudes a yellow luster, and a looming yellow bag seems to appear in the void, and one end of the bag seems to be tied by a silver rope.
Now as Zheng Yi exhaled this breath, the bag suddenly bulged up, and the silver rope tied around it automatically untied. Along the yellow bag, the terrifying wind was raging, like a rolling sandstorm, fiercely It hit the old dragon's body hard.
There didn't seem to be any special yellow storm. Caught off guard, the old dragon was hit by a sudden blow. He couldn't help but whine and roar. He felt as if he was being hit by countless blows all over his body. The blade cuts like a knife.
Ecstasy!
This death storm is extracted from the underworld. It contains a terrifying cold atmosphere and is one of the seven treasures. In order to condense the Samadhi Soul Wind, Zheng Yi almost destroyed the foundation of the underworld's underworld. They are all being drained, and I am afraid it will take ten years to return to normal.
This breath of the undead, ecstasy, life-consuming, and bone-eroding incarnation, is a terrible ordeal for any living being.
The surging yellow storm is like a sharp blade, gently sweeping over the dragon's strong and huge body. Even the extremely strong dragon scales are under this samadhi soul wind. , also quickly blackens, oxidizes, and directly decays, making it extremely fragile.
The biting cold breath still does not stop, as if it stretches endlessly, along the torn dragon scales, constantly crossing the dragon's body. At this moment, the huge dragon body becomes a drag.
After the dragon passed through the yellow storm, its scales had lost their previous luster, and the bloody wounds were particularly clear in the air, as if they had suffered terrible torture. The breath also quickly declined.
"Bold human race, dare to hurt my people, seek death!"
The leading dragon became more violent and angry, its huge body passed through the dark clouds, its thick and wide dragon tail The hard slap on Zheng Yi's body immediately left a long scar, blood spattered out, and the wound looked extremely ferocious. Zheng Yi's body involuntarily moved backwards, opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
“It is indeed not as crispy as a human monk, but the dragon is still strong enough!”
“However, this is different, our eighteen methods are the same. Come on!"
Looking at the flying dragon shadow, Zheng Yi's eyes flashed with a serious look.
"Heavy water from the underworld!"
He pointed his finger towards the void. Suddenly, the Qibao tree behind him stretched out a branch again, shaking slightly, and the blurred white jade bottle tipped gently, revealing a drop of pure yellow crystal clear water. , appearing in mid-air.
The heavy pressure directly crushed the sky. It seemed to be just a drop of water, but in fact it was heavier than the mountains. The water drop containing the rules of death directly turned into a heavy force, speeding away the river. The dragon's body was squeezed heavily.
In an instant, the storm stopped in the sky and the earth.
The extremely heavy water of the underworld contains terrifying power, and it seems that it will crush the giant dragon in one fell swoop. Even the dragon with strong physique and terrifying power cannot withstand the drop of water at this moment. Extremely heavy drops of water.
The whole body made a "click" sound, as if everything had become silent.
The water droplet containing the law of death fell on the dragon's body. In an instant, a breath of death burst out that filled the world.
Unexpectedly, countless resentful souls crawled out of the small water droplets, rushing downwards in a steady stream, covering the huge dragon from head to toe. stand up.
Countless resentful souls expressed their greatest anger towards life, roaring with a sound of despair as they tore at the dragon's body.
Poof!
A dark blue beam of light fell from the void and hit Zheng Yi's body hard.
The beam of light containing powerful power fell directly on Zheng Yi's skin, leaving a piece of skin that was directly burned to black. It looked like his whole body was scorched.
Zheng Yi suddenly raised his head, and from the depths of his eyes, a cold light shot out. The overwhelming power of the soul could not be suppressed. The invisible and mysterious power of the demon burst out with an unprecedented anger, impacting the world.
"Five elements and five colors, innate strength to capture, suppress!"
Immediately, Zheng Yi raised his right hand, and a terrible force burst out from his hand, turning into five different colors. His fingers merged with the huge black-yellow palm, and the five-color peak hanging from the Seven Treasures Tree turned directly into a big hand that covered the sky and sun, and fiercely slapped the dragon on the head.
The terrible power is vented. Under the unity of Xuanhuang Qi, the power of the five elements merges into one. The power represented is a kind of extreme suppression in the world, shrouded in a terrifying field. The heaven and earth exploded downwards.
It directly overturned the last old dragon. The terrifying impact made a huge hole in the sky, just like the outline of a huge human hand. Each finger was like a long mountain range. The center is the dark-yellow palm.
The heavy dragon body was slammed directly into the ground by a big hand.
In just a few breaths, the situation on both sides of the battle changed fundamentally.
The party that was originally suppressed successfully relied on the true forms of many magic weapons on the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree to turn defeat into victory, and instead suppressed the three old dragons with force.
As soon as he made a move, he immediately gained the upper hand and beat the three old dragons to pieces.
In fact, Zheng Yi seemed to have been injured, but that was the result of a head-on confrontation with the opponent through the God-Devil Body Refining Technique.
In fact, for Jindan Zhenren, this injury is just a superficial injury. The source of mana flows through all the bones and heals naturally without damaging the root at all.
"Longting will not let you go!"
The first one to scream was the giant dragon enveloped by the Samadhi Soul Wind. Under the terrifying death storm, The Samadhi Soul Wind continuously peeled off the dragon's strong body layer by layer.
In the end, the huge dragon was suppressed by the breath of death, and his body was peeled off layer by layer, turning into a piece of pale bones. Even the dragon soul could not suppress it, and it was forced from the body. Escaped.
But he was sucked into it by the immortal-killing gourd that had been waiting for him for a long time, and thus obtained the dragon soul of the third dragon.
"Damn human race, what are you doing? Ahhh..."
The scene of the original siege has turned into a massacre in the blink of an eye.
No one expected that it would be such a result.
Zheng Yi, a little yinbi, always likes to hide his own strength.
With the ninth-grade golden elixir in his body and the protection of the Seven Treasures Tree, he was alone against four terrifying old dragons.
This is an incredible process for most true elixir monks.
But Zheng Yi still acted with ease. Instead of being besieged to death by the four old dragons, he gained the upper hand and directly killed two dragons with the powerful magic power of the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree. The only two remaining dragons were also killed. Precarious, in danger of falling at any time.
"Damn human race, let us go now. When we go back, we will ask the Demon Court to stop hunting you, otherwise both sides will fight to the death..."
Being pressed down by the Five-Finger Mountain The old dragon seemed unwilling to die like this and couldn't help but roared.
The dragon clan is proud, and the dragon is no exception.
This is actually asking for mercy.
Of course, these old dragons are used to being superior. Even when they beg for mercy, it sounds like a greater threat.
These sounds reached Zheng Yi's ears, but they did not move him at all.
He slowly raised his head, and the splash of dragon's blood on his face quietly passed from the corner of his eyes, making his expression look even more indifferent.
“We are all adults, are we kidding?”
“Since the one-horned dragon appeared on Bibo Island, it has been non-stop!”
(This chapter End)