Chapter 880: The Formation Killing Zhulong (Fifth Update)

The Xuanyuan Demon-killing Sword Formation, supported by the huge spiritual energy of Xiongyuan, and the Xuanyuan Demon-killing Sword Formation without the entire Xiongyuan as the backing are two very short. One is an iron sword and the other is a sword. Iron swords can also kill people, but they are definitely not as clean and neat as the swords kill people, so people don’t even have the chance to block them.

Wuqi's 108,000 Heavenly Dao and 108,000 Kunwu Swords from the core of the Wanxiang Star merge into one. The endless spiritual energy of Youxiong Yuan condensed into 18,000 huge stars hanging high in the void, following a trajectory that seemed to have existed since ancient times and would always exist in the formation. Every time the stars rotate, the pressure on Zhulong's body increased by a minute.

With three finger-bounces of effort, the pressure of the formation caused many scales to fall off Zhulong's body, and blood kept oozing out from under the scales. Zhulong struggled wildly, but it was useless except to make his bones and knots almost dislocate them.

After being trapped for so many years, Zhulong's magical power cultivation has been imprisoned at a critical point, which is equivalent to the strength that a powerful person who has just entered the realm of breaking the Tao. Although his soul has been greatly improved due to the secret cultivation method of the Three Corpse Souls, because of his entrustedness and some subsequent arrangements of the Heavenly Court and Buddhism, Zhulong was relieved and boldly handed over one of his soul to Wuqi and allowed him to give it to him.

Zhulong never dreamed that Wuqi actually killed his soul. Although he didn't know that Wuqi had swallowed one of his three corpses, Wuqi actually killed one of Zhulong's souls, which caused Zhulong to lose 30% of his soul power.

Now Zhulong's magical power is different from Wuqi's. What he has the advantage is the three corpse souls that have worked hard to sacrifice and refine over the years. With the soaring power of the soul and the magical power taught by Buddhism to use the soul's mind power, he even has the confidence to break free from the prohibition set by Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan to restore his free body.

But at this moment, he lost one-third of his soul, and was barely sure to force his body to escape from the Yellow Emperor's ban. However, with the pressure of Xuanyuan Demon-killing Sword Formation, Zhulong could no longer move. Among the remaining two souls, the young man controlled his physical movements in his body, and the white-bearded man drove Riyuezhu and Ao Buzun to fight. They had no more energy and could no longer resist the invasion of the sword formation.

A dense burst sounded constantly, and half of Zhulong's scales were crushed to pieces. The heavenly way represented by the 100,000 ancient stars continued to attack Zhulong's soul. Various illusions continued to appear in front of his two souls. They seemed to have experienced countless reincarnations in an instant, and experienced countless experiences of birth, old age, sickness and death. Their fighting spirit was relaxed, and their souls became confused and unable to control themselves.

The sun and moon candles became dull because the control of the white-bearded man was weakened. The thick layer of green light wrapped around the candle dragon became only a thin and dim piece, just like a veil in the wind, as if it could smash it with a random blow.

The golden horns and silver horns made a strange roar at the same time, and two strong gold and silver lights of more than ten miles thick shot out. The dragon python's natal magical power, Ice and Fire God Light, twisted and swirled in the air like a living thing. The two light flows merged into one, turning into a purple light and shooting towards the direction of Zhulong's reverse scale. After the two light pillars that were more than ten miles thick were integrated, they became only the thickness of a fist, but the light pillar condensed abnormally, just like a long spear carved from purple crystal, stabbing away with a sharp sound of cracking the air.

Zhulong's two souls roared angrily at the same time. The white-bearded man standing on Zhulong's body waved his hand and was about to attack with the golden horns and silver horns. But just before the white-bearded man took action, Princess Junle had already snorted lightly, and the golden body of the disaster god above her head quietly appeared, and she lighted a magic seal to the white-bearded man in an understatement.

A certain force of rules quietly touched, and something that should have happened in the future that this white-bearded man had encountered was in advance. Xuanyuan Sword's sword body fell off the hilt with a "crack" and the sword body fell down and directly hit Zhulong's forehead. The white-bearded man's sword hilt exploded with a "bang", blowing his arm and half of his body to pieces.

"Bastard!" The white-bearded man looked at his exploded body in horror. Purple-black mist kept spraying out of his body. Every bit of mist was the source of soul and the essence of his life that he had worked hard for tens of thousands of years to accumulate.

The fake Xuanyuan Sword broke and the hilt exploded, which originally only happened when the new Emperor Hao Zun found Zhulong. However, Princess Chengle's Golden Body of the Disaster God has such power, which can advance all possible unlucky things in the future. It doesn't matter if one or two items are seven or eight items, it will make people feel a headache. If it happens ten or twenty thousand unlucky things at the same time, it will definitely kill people.

For example, an immortal was hit by Princess Chengle's God of Disaster, and he was at the cultivation level of an eighteenth-grade golden immortal at this moment. In the future, he could cultivate to the Taiyi realm, which means that he would have to overcome the eighteenth thunder tribulations in the future before he could reach the Taiyi realm. The God of Disaster curse caused all of these eighteenth thunder tribulations in just one or two days. No matter how much preparation this immortal made, he would definitely die.

This is the true face of the divine power possessed by the Golden Body of the Disaster God. It can cause your future disasters in advance, and then increase the impact of the disasters as much as possible.

Just as Zhulong's soul roared, the ice and fire god light sprayed from the golden horns and silver horns hit Zhulong's reverse scales without any obstacles. The ice and fire god light of the Flying Ice and Fire Dragon Python has a great effect on the dragon clan innately. The reverse scales on Zhulong's chest are the strongest scales on his body, and are even a hundred times stronger than his teeth. However, with a crisp sound, Zhulong's reverse scales of a hundred feet in a radius were pierced through a hole the size of a fist, and a blood arrow spurted out from the hole.

Zhulong's body shook heavily, and after the reverse scale, it was Zhulong's heart. A hole the size of a fist was broken open in his heart. Every time his heart beat, a large amount of blood was sprayed out from the thrust. Zhulong roared and used his blood to repair the wound on his heart, but the bronze pillars that trapped him sprayed out extreme yin ice flames that were hundreds of times stronger than before, and burned into his body along the chains.

The blood in the blood vessels was almost frozen into ice, and Zhulong's body functions were instantly frozen.

A pressure that was a hundred times heavier than the pressure just now surged out of the stars. Zhulong's frozen body suddenly sank. With the harsh sound of shattering, hundreds of cracks of varying lengths emerged on his body. What was sprayed out from these cracks was no longer blood, but dazzling black ice flames.

The thunder sound made Zhu Long's head dizzy, and the whirlpool of thunder clouds behind Ao Buzun spewed out countless meteor-shaped lightnings. The lightning in the square radius kept exploding on Zhu Long's body, and each ball of lightning severely damaged Zhu Long's body, blowing his large scale armor and dragon skin to ashes.

The fierce Zhulong let out an ugly scream. Ao Buzun hid a black light from the cracked magic spear in a ball of lightning and slammed Zhulong's waist. The cracked magic spear easily pierced Zhulong's body, and the spear shook in the wind and became dozens of feet thick and hundreds of miles long, firmly pinning Zhulong on a huge black extreme yin ice.

After succeeding with one blow, Ao Buzun couldn't help but be stunned: "Zhulong, your body bones are in deficiencies. Hey, this is not the body bones that creatures in Hongmeng should have!" Zhulong's performance today was far less than Ao Buzun's estimate. The power of Zhulong's physical body was pitifully weak.

Zhulong looked up at the sky and roared angrily: "It's not because Emperor Xuanyuan imprisoned me for so many years. My body has become petrified and stiff. How could you make it easy for you to succeed? Hate, Hate, Hate!"

With a bitter smile, Zhulong said sternly: "Forget it, forgot, what's the use of this physical body for me? In the future, I will no longer be the body of Zhulong. At that time, I will have a new world in front of me, and I will still be nostalgic about this wolf body?"

A golden lotus platform floated out from Zhulong's eyebrows. Accompanied by the low and thick sing of Sanskrit, Zhulong's two souls stood on the lotus platform and flew into the void. The golden lotus platform emitted a faint Buddha light. Wherever it passed, Wuke could no longer do anything to Zhulong with the huge pressure gathered by the sword formation. The huge sun and moon candle also flew up with the lotus platform, and emitted a faint green light wrapped around the outside of the lotus platform.

Zhulong's heavy and huge body fell heavily to the ground. Ao Buzun, golden horns, silver horns, golden feathers, silver feathers, and catfish flew towards Zhulong's body. The Shengling Jun's Breaking Void Splattered a cold light and stabbed the lotus platform. Yuan Qing flew up a stick and slashed towards Zhulong's soul. Xiao Queer and Feng Tianling opened their mouths and spit out two Nanming Lihuo and burned them towards Zhulong's soul.

The golden lotus platform shook gently, and boundless Buddha light gushed out. All the attacks were still far away from Zhulong's soul and were turned into invisible. The four of them, the Holy Spirit Lord, exclaimed in shock and retreated in embarrassment.

Wuqi's eyes lit up, and he looked at the lotus platform and smiled, "What a baby!"

Zhulong's two souls glared at Wuqi and sneered: "It's indeed a good treasure. This is transformed by a lotus leaf on the Eight Treasure Lotus Platform of the Buddha's Lord Amitabha. The Eight Treasure Lotus Platform is the most treasure of the Buddhist sect. It's not enough to defend yourself against the enemy. How can you... God!"

The proud Zhulong was suddenly stunned. Wuqi's body shook in front of him and turned into a golden body of Buddha with four sides and six arms. A Buddha light spurted out from Wuqi's eyes, and just glanced at the golden lotus platform. The great light does not destroy the Amitabha Sutra was used to collect the art of collecting in the Amitabha Sutra, and the golden lotus platform fell obediently into Wuqi's hands.

Zhulong's soul screamed, and Sun and Moon Candle burst out with a large green light to protect the two souls and escape, but countless stars in the void suddenly lit up and turned into countless dense silver flying swords and slashed down at Sun and Moon Candle.

A green flame of thousands of miles radius rushed out of the sun and moon candle, and met the flying sword that was thundering from the sky.

Wuqi roared, and the Dingtian Sword flew out and slashed. Ao Buzun shook his hand and sacrificed the magic spear, and the Holy Spirit Lord sacrificed the Breaking Void Salute. Princess Junle was a non-destructive lotus, and the fundamental tower, and three treasures were shot out in one heart. Five strong lights fixed the earth, water, fire and wind, and also fixed the green flames sprayed by the sun and moon candles.

Five Chaos Spirit Treasures fought for one Hongmeng treasure. Although they were still not the rival of Hongmeng treasure, the green flames sprayed out by the Sun and Moon Candle were still pressed down a beat. It was the snap of his fingers that delayed, countless sword lights enveloped Zhulong's soul, and stirred the two remaining souls of his three corpse souls into pieces.

The thief's aura was released, and silently absorbed the natal essence released by Zhulong's three corpses' souls.

Feeling the destruction of his soul, Zhulong's stern body suddenly hissed, and countless blood spurted out of his body.
Chapter completed!