Chapter 915: Flood King Transforming Into a Dragon

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The ten giant swords cut down, Xu Ziyan took a last look at the body of Yanshan soul, and slowly closed his eyes...

Suddenly Xu Ziyan opened his eyes, which were full of surprises, and Huo Ling'er's voice came from her body:

"Master, don't worry, Huo Ling'er is here"

"Huo Linger, are you awake?" Xu Ziyan paused in the air in surprise, and asked Huo Linger in his body via sound transmission:

"How many spirit arrays are you now?"

"Four products"

After Huo Linger's words fell, the overwhelming flames spread out from Xu Ziyan's body, and quickly enveloped Xu Ziyan inside like a closed and closed formation. The entire space seemed to be locked, the ten huge swords of Luo Tian Sword Formation rumbled down from the air, and bombarded on the closed formation. The big formation that was as closed as it was closed was only shaken for a while, and it was safe and sound.

However, judging from the scale of the oscillating large formation, Xu Ziyan couldn't help taking a breath. If this large formation was still a second-grade spiritual formation, it would undoubtedly be condensed by the Luotian formation The ten long swords piercing the sky that came out were smashed into pieces.

However, this Luo Tian formation is surprisingly costly. It actually takes ten monks in the late stage of transforming gods to blew themselves up, turning their primordial spirits into ten-square formation spirits to activate the formation. No wonder Wang Woyun only used Da Luotian's guards when he sealed the gate of Da Luotian last time. Zong Dazhen and Xu Ziyan fought each other, but did not use this kind of big formation. If it wasn't for Wang Woyun who was forced to look anxiously today, I'm afraid he would be reluctant to part with ten late-stage cultivators.

"Huo Ling'er How long can this fourth-grade spirit array last?" Xu Ziyan asked in his consciousness while spreading the closed array around.

"Half an hour," Huo Ling'er replied proudly.

Xu Ziyan settled down a little, and then looked out of the big formation. At this time, Wang Woyun had already retrieved the top-grade flying sword, and fought inextricably with Hope. Yan Xingyun and Yun Feifeng over there are also evenly matched. However, at this time, Langya was completely at a disadvantage, being completely suppressed and beaten by Ximen Guyan.

That's because Langya is already a little bit ignorant of Ximen Guyan. The primordial spirit of Yanshan soul is much stronger than Langya, if not, Langya would have devoured Yanshan soul long ago. Now Yanshan soul was angry and broke his soul out of his body and broke into Langya's body. In just a short while, he devoured one-fifth of Langya's soul.

At this time Langya no longer wants to be entangled with Ximen Guyan anymore, he wants to leave here and find a place where he can fight with the soul of Yanshan in his body. However, among the four Mahayana stage monks on the original vast continent, Ximen Guyan's cultivation is the highest and has reached the state of the middle Mahayana stage. But Langya was limited by the aura of the boundless continent, although his cultivation base was higher than Ximen Guyan's, he was only in the late stage of Mahayana. At this time, the soul of Yanshan in the body is constantly devouring the primordial spirit, ten percent of the cultivation base is even less than sixty percent.

How long has Ximen Guyan lived? That's an old monster who has become a spirit, why can't he see the situation in front of him.

Knowing that the primordial spirit of Yanshan soul is fighting with Langya's primordial spirit in Langya's body, this is the best time to destroy Langya. How could he let Langya escape, so he tried his best to entangle Langya tightly, not letting him have the slightest chance to escape.

The three people over there, the owner of the tavern in the refining city, the purple-eyed witch god (the original purple-eyed zombie) and the demon emperor are fighting for the body of Yanshan soul. They just know that the body of Yanshan soul is the spirit body of the mountain. If the body of Yanshan soul is refined, it will be of great help to their cultivation base, so they took advantage of the moment when a few Mahayana monks could not come out to fight for Yanshan The body of the soul. However, Xu Ziyan knows that the body of Yanshan soul is not a mountain spirit body, it is simply a natural stone, and the preciousness is not known to be much higher than the mountain spirit body.

Xu Ziyan opened Kunpeng's eyes, and with a glance, he knew that the owner of the tavern was only a monk in the middle stage of transformation, while the witch god was at the peak of the late stage of distraction, and the demon emperor was in the early stage of Mahayana.

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly, and it was not easy to snatch the body of Yanshan soul among such masters. And there is only one chance like this. If they find out that they have such an attempt and guard against themselves, they may never have another chance.

Xu Ziyan's eyes fell on the bottom again, nearly five hundred disciples of the Xu family's Zhandian on the stakes. Seeing them all try their best to raise their heads and look in the direction of the sky.

At this time, Huo Ling'er was trying his best to expand the seemingly closed formation, while Luo Tian's sword formation was trying to block the expansion of the seemingly closed formation, and the two sides were constantly colliding and squeezing. However, the fourth-rank's closed spirit formation gradually gained the upper hand, and gradually pushed the Luo Tian sword formation to the outside.

Xu Ziyan sent a sound transmission to Huo Ling'er in his spiritual consciousness: "Huo Ling'er, concentrate on breaking through the Luotian sword formation at the wooden stake below. I want to rescue the disciples of the Xu family's battle hall. In case the monks of Daluotian will be ashamed Get angry and kill them."

"it is good"

Huo Ling'er responded lightly, and saw a group of flames suddenly burst out with power beyond the fourth-rank spiritual formation. This was Huo Ling'er's concentration of one-third of the power of the large formation, towards one of Luo Tian's large formations. The direction hit the past. A gap was opened in the sky toward the ground in an instant, and at the same time, dozens of Da Luotian monks were swallowed into the closed formation, and they were swallowed by Huo Ling'er in just one breath. Burned to ashes.

As soon as the sealed and closed formation rushed out of Luo Tian's formation, it rushed towards the disciples of the Xu family's Zhandian below. The monks in Luo Tianjian's formation panicked for a while, but amidst the shouts of a monk, they quickly rotated, resumed their formation, and stabilized their position. And burst out the dazzling sword light and power.

However, at the moment when the Luo Tian Sword Formation panicked, a big hand suddenly appeared from the closed formation, and with a grip towards the five hundred wooden stakes, he held the nearly five hundred disciples of the Xu Family's War Palace in his hand and retracted. Like a closed big formation.

Xu Ziyan swept his eyes, and knew that they had been sealed with energy, and the confrontation with Luo Tianjian was handed over to Huo Linger. The seal was lifted, and then he looked outside the formation. Xu Haoce and others stood behind Xu Ziyan with shame on their faces.

In Xu Ziyan's vision, the body of Yanshan soul was constantly being scrambled by three monks in the air. To Xu Ziyan's surprise, although the owner of the tavern was not the opponent of the demon emperor and the witch god, his ability to fight was very strong ·After being bombarded out every time, he still rejoined the fight as if he could not be killed.

Although the Demon Emperor has just stepped into the Mahayana stage, his realm for the Mahayana stage is not stable enough. However, the strength of the Yaozu gave him the upper hand in the face of the purple-eyed witch god and the tavern owner, completely suppressing the two of them. However, the tavern owner and the witch god are very difficult to deal with, not to mention that the tavern owner can't be beaten to death, even the witch god's body is also very strong, and the ghost moves. Although he is at a disadvantage, he has not lost the elephant in a short time.

The Demon Emperor also knew that as long as the fight continued like this, the two people who were fighting with him would definitely fall into his hands in a short time. But he was afraid, he was afraid that if those Mahayana stage monks in the air would fight, he would lose the chance to compete for this mountain spirit body. Therefore, the demon emperor's demon eyes stared, and his two hands suddenly turned into a dragon's claw, zoomed wirelessly in the air, and grabbed towards the tavern owner and the witch god. Suddenly, another dragon claw appeared on his chest and grabbed Yan Shanhun's body.

The figure of the owner of the small restaurant suddenly stopped, his body suddenly folded, and then suddenly released, turning into a fairy mansion in the air. The Immortal Mansion opened the gate with a bang, and a strong suction came from the gate, sucking towards the body of Yanshan Soul in the air.

"Hebo Immortal Mansion? Yue Jing" Xu Ziyan exclaimed.

The Demon Emperor's claw struck the Immortal Mansion, and the Hebo Immortal Mansion shook, unexpectedly forcibly received the Demon Emperor's claw. At the same time, the body of Yanshan soul was flying towards the gate of Hebo Immortal Mansion.

"God said that time stands still"

The voice of the purple-eyed witch god suddenly came from the air, and the demon emperor, the Hebo Immortal Mansion, and the bodies of Yanshan Soul in the air suddenly stopped. But the figure of the witch god charged towards the body of Yan Shanhun who was suspended in the air and remained motionless.

Xu Ziyan's eyes sharpened and he saw that the seven orifices of the purple-eyed witch god were already bleeding. Knowing that he used such supernatural powers was not a small blow to him.

"Huo Ling'er, the soul of Yanshan"

Xu Ziyan shouted anxiously, and Huo Linger and Xu Ziyan were connected with each other, and immediately understood Xu Ziyan's mind.

Unleash one-half of the power of the large formation, violently attacking in the direction of the soul of Yanshan. In an instant, more than a hundred monks in the Luotian sword formation were involved in the closed formation. A gap was blasted in the Luo Tian sword formation, and a big hand transformed into it, before the witch god flew over, he grabbed Yan Shanhun's body into the closed formation.

And at this moment, the power of the Time Standstill supernatural power disappeared. Yue Jing and Yaohuang don't know what happened between Xu Ziyan and the witch god. For these two monks, the moment just now did not exist. After the time stillness ended, the demon emperor still grabbed the original place of Yanshan's soul body with one hand, and the Hebo Immortal Mansion was still facing Yanshan. The direction of the soul body is absorbing violently. However, the demon emperor's hand was empty. I took a closer look, but I couldn't see the body of Yanshan soul. I am really angry when the demon emperor is so angry

He didn't know where Yan Shanhun's body had gone, and he naturally thought that it was snatched by one of the witch god and Yue Jing.

"Roar~~"

The Demon Emperor let out a sharp roar, revealing his true colors. It turned out to be a dragon, Xu Ziyan suddenly remembered what Ximen Guyan said to the monster clan on the wall of the refining city:

"Has the Flood King transformed into a dragon?"

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