Emperor of Death

Chapter 1008 Fighting the Heavenly Dragon
After being blasted out, the Zong-level martial arts boulder continued to grow larger in the void, and soon expanded to the size of a small house. Like a fierce shooting star, it blasted fiercely at Yechen.

In front of Yechen, there is only such a silver ball of light left, and all silver and red brilliance are in sight.

"Boy, I don't know if you have cultivated Zong-level martial arts." Jie Tianlong shouted coldly, his eyes were full of viciousness.

"Hahaha, okay, that's right." Ye Chen laughed loudly, shaking the silver gun in his hand, the silver gun stirred the void, and Ye Chen used the same martial skill.

Zong level martial art, Yinghong Meteor Spear.

Unlike the Jushipo, the Yinghong Meteor Gun turned into countless tiny meteors, bombarding the huge ball of light like a meteor shower.

This is the collision of martial arts and martial arts, the collision of strength and strength.

"Boom!" As the tiny rays of light blasted into the huge ball of light, countless explosions sounded one after another around the huge ball of light, and the power of both sides was consuming each other.

After a while, the white light slowly dissipated, and the two martial arts skills of Jushipo and Yinghong Meteor Spear turned into overflowing energy and exploded at the same time, and the two sides fought to a tie.

In terms of strength, Yechen is on par with ordinary first-order Martial Venerables.

A trace of surprise flashed across Jie Tianlong's face: "You have also cultivated Zong-level martial arts."

Yechen's body was covered with silver light, shooting out like a rainbow, the silver spear in his hand pierced Tianlong's chest, the silver spear shook, and once again burst into dazzling spear flowers.

"Boy, how come you have such exquisite marksmanship, how old are you!" Jie Tianlong gritted his teeth lightly.

"Hehe, I'll ask after you survive." Yechen's silver spear waved like a dragon, and kept pointing at Jie Tianlong's vital position.

Jie Tianlong's fist shot out quickly, turning into phantoms and slapping Yechen's silver gun. While smashing the strength of Yechen's silver gun, he tried to grab the silver gun in his hand.

But soon found that even when Yechen's silver spear was stabbing out, it was shaking slightly. The shaking was very delicate. Every time my palm touched the silver spear, it would be shaken away by the strength of the silver spear. , and this force is very tricky, trying to hurt Jie Tianlong's palm.

After several fights, Jie Tianlong suffered a secret loss. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't get the slightest advantage. Instead, under Yechen's silver gun, danger abounded and he almost died. This discovery made Jie Tianlong horrified. , I feel bad.

"You, you can't be a young man." Jie Tianlong roared, but Yechen couldn't answer such a question at all.

"Boom!" The silver gun in Yechen's hand struck Jie Tianlong's body again, sending him flying, hitting the wall like a cannonball, repeating the previous scene.

Last time, Jie Tianlong was just careless, but this time, he tried his best and was defeated.

"Sect Master!" Countless people exclaimed.

At this moment, there was no relaxed expression on the faces of all the people, and they were replaced by shocked faces. They had already seen that Jie Tianlong had exerted his real power, but in the end, he was defeated. A deep crisis emerged in their hearts.

The Great Elder shouted: "Sect Master, are you alright?"

Jie Tianlong shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Not far away, the white jade skull seemed to have regained its strength a little, and slapped Ye Chen fiercely, attacking Ye Chen from behind.

"Bastard, you dare to act recklessly in front of me just because of your ghost tricks!" Ye Chen said coldly, the silver spear in his hand shot out without hesitation, and ruthlessly hit the white jade skull from top to bottom.

I don't know how many years this white jade skeleton has lived. Its talent can only reach the Zun level. There is no further possibility, and Ye Chen has no plans to subdue it. It is better to provide his soul to Lan Wen later and become Lan Wen. The nourishment for Wen's growth.

The silver gun shattered the power of the white jade skull, and then smashed the arm of the white skull, and the tip of the silver gun hit the white jade skull hard on the forehead.

With Yechen's strength now, this blow was extremely terrifying.

With a sound of "click", the skull of the white jade skull cracked, and Yechen's power raged wildly against the white jade skull, making its soul fire even more dim.

Yechen's right wrist glowed with silver light, Lan Wen appeared, and suddenly pounced on the white jade skull. At this moment, the white jade skull was in a state of bewilderment, and its head was ruthlessly twisted off by Lan Wen's huge strength.

"Presumptuous, that's mine!" Jie Tianlong roared, his natal zombie was only the peak of Wu Zong, and he hadn't had time to be promoted to Wu Zun. If he could subdue this white jade skeleton and become his servant corpse, then the Crimson Blood Sect's His power can be increased by another step. Once his natal zombie is promoted, Jie Tianlong can have two dead creatures of the highest rank, and his power will be tripled by then.

And such a good opportunity is about to be missed.

Jie Tianlong roared in the distance: "Boy, that is a respectable dead creature, you are so wasteful."

The anger in Jie Tianlong's chest was burning fiercely. Yechen's extravagant behavior made his lungs almost explode. This skeleton was related to his future, which made him feel anxious.

"Asura Formation!" Jie Tianlong shouted loudly, this moment will never be kept.

The Great Elder shouted: "Be careful, everyone, don't let that kid break the formation."

Yechen's breaking formation two months ago was still remembered by these people, and the scattered colored powder almost became the shadow of everyone's hearts, so this time, no matter what, they would not let Yechen get close.

Yechen smiled coldly, silently watching the Shura formation take shape, this formation has limited power to bless, and can only fight against the white jade skull.

The Great Elder threw out a large jar of Wu Zong's blood, and the jar flew into the sky, and then the Great Elder pointed out that the jar shattered, and the blood inside turned into blood rain and scattered from the sky.

"Asura formation, rise up!" The Red Blood Sect and the Barbarian Clan poured their power into the formation flag, the Asura formation was activated, and the silver death force on the Shura formation crushed the blood rain, turning it into a blood-colored force He rushed towards Jie Tianlong.

Feeling the strong power of the person who supported him, Jie Tianlong said loudly: "Hahaha, boy, you didn't stop me. I really admire your courage."

Ye Chen said indifferently: "Very well, since you are so proud, then you must have no regrets if you die."

Beside Yechen, Lan Wen held the skull of Baiyu Skull in one hand and the skeleton in the other, and suddenly shot into the distance to avoid the battle between Yechen and Jie Tianlong.

"Presumptuous, let me stay!" Jie Tianlong yelled, as long as the soul fire exists, the white jade skeleton is not considered dead, once the soul fire is absorbed by Lan Wen, his wishful thinking will be in vain.

At this moment, Jie Tianlong was extremely anxious.

"It's ridiculous that a dying person is still thinking about foreign things!" Ye Chen clenched his silver gun tightly with both hands.

(End of this chapter)