Wild boar

Chapter 877 The dragon soul is obtained
The duration of the battle between high-level monks is not fixed, it is either a moment or a year.

The reason for the moment was that the two sides were going head-to-head, and their trump cards were going in and out.

The reason for the continuous fight is that both sides are unwilling to expose their trump cards easily.

And just like Ancestor Jihan and Zhu Zishan, one is determined to fight underwater, and the other is determined to fight on the surface, even if the fight lasts for 100 years, there will be no result.

The boring day passed quickly...

Night is coming.

The full moon hangs high.

The silver moon mark on Jihan Ancestor's forehead lit up again, actively absorbing the moonlight.

A beam of moonlight fell from the sky and shone directly on the top of the ice wind dragon in the deep sea.

Ancestor Ji Han, who transformed into a human form, showed an extremely depressed expression.

In his soul, the disturbing Buddha's voice kept ringing.

"Now I call you chanting Amitabha, the name of the true meritorious Buddha..."

"May mercy be accepted, and I may realize my repentance and wishes..."

"All the evil deeds done in the past were caused by greed, anger and ignorance without beginning..."

This Buddha's sound annoys the demons even more than yesterday. Ancestor Jihan knew very well that there were only two ways to cut off this Buddha's sound.

Either remove the moonlight mark on the top of his head. Although he can't remove this moonlight mark, Okawara's giant light demon saint can definitely do it.

Either cut off the source and kill the human monk.

And that human monk had a ninth-level wild boar demon as a helper.

And that wild boar demon is just very powerful, quite alert, and doesn't have any special magical powers.

After a day of testing.

Ancestor Jihan also saw that it was not the wild boar demon that disturbed him with the Buddha's voice in the deep sea, but the flying sword of the human monk.

The wild boar demon doesn't know illusions at all. The one who knows illusions is the human monk.

Ancestor Jihan also spent thousands of years trying to figure out the magic and magical powers on his own after developing his bloodline to the extreme.

Ancestor Jihan simply didn’t believe that a wild boar demon knew more about cultivation than he did, and only humans could possess all kinds of strange spells.

After enduring it in silence all night...

Finally it's daytime.

Ancestor Jihan has already thought clearly that this will not work and he must take the initiative.

After his forehead was marked, it was destined that he could not passively avoid it. Maybe it would be a year, maybe two years. Sooner or later, his spirit would completely collapse.

The longer it takes, the worse it will be for him...

Early morning hours.

The seaside where the Xichuan Demon Tribe’s territory meets the Arctic Sea.

A silver dragon soared into the sky, and he rode the strong wind towards the boundary of the Xichuan Demon Clan at extremely fast speeds.

Ancestor Jihan’s plan was to go to Okawara and have a life-or-death showdown with the human monk and the wild boar demon on the way.

If you can beat them, kill them on the road. If you can't beat them, run to Okawara.

Arriving in front of the statue of the Giant-Light Demon Saint, Ancestor Jihan didn't believe that the human monk could keep up.

And as long as he pays some price, the giant light demon saint will definitely be able to help him remove the silver moon mark on his head.

After making up my mind.

That night, Ancestor Ji Han quietly swam to the seaside.

In the early morning, we rushed towards Okawara.

When the Ancestor Jihan was a hundred miles ashore, a wild boar monster as big as a mountain launched a brave charge towards him.

The wild boar charged.

In the past two days, Ancestor Ji Han had become tired of this pig.

In the past, Ancestor Jihan would have used an illusion technique, and then used his own wind escape technique to shake the wild boar.

Now that Ancestor Jihan's forehead has been marked, he is too lazy to do such superfluous things.

Wind Escape Technique, transforming wind into something invisible.

A gust of wind swept by.

Ancestor Jihan appeared behind the wild boar demon.

The charging wild boar demon trembled slightly and turned into a fanged flying sword.

at the same time.

snorted.

A sword flashed.

A wild man wearing a wild boar robe appeared in front of Ancestor Jihan.

I saw that the man's eyes were burning with golden flames, and a pair of red lotuses were slowly turning in them.

Ancestor Jihan only felt the air around him tighten, and then a huge force hit him.

Turn around.

A force surged through his body, and Ancestor Jihan felt like every bone in his body was numb.When he came to his senses.

The wild man in the cape raised his fist at him just above his head.

Breath of ice.

Ancestor Jihan displayed his natal magical power.

Freezing Zhu Zishan together with his raised fist.

This is Ancestor Han's strongest natal magical power. If used in the ocean, this breath of ice can freeze the entire ocean and even form a huge iceberg.

An ice realm is formed in the center of the iceberg, and the frozen person's magic power and thinking will be completely frozen.

The moment Zhu Zishan was frozen, a dazzling golden light erupted from his body.

This is the true fire of the sun, the most intense flame, which can just restrain the ice breath of the extreme cold ancestor.

Then Ancestor Jihan stretched out his sharp claws and slapped the frozen Zhuzi Mountain hard.

And at this moment, Zhu Zishan's true sun fire had evaporated the ice.

The wind howled.

Ancestor Jihan came behind Zhu Zishan.

The showdown between Jiao Claw and Fist did not happen after all.

After the previous fight, Ancestor Jihan knew very well that his strength was not as good as this wild man wearing pigskin.

Since the strength is not as good as that of others, we cannot fight with strength.

Using one's own shortcomings to attack one's own strengths is the way to death.

At the moment when the dragon's claws and fists were about to intersect, Jihan Ancestor once again used the wind escape technique, turning the wind invisible.

Not only were there strong winds, but there was also heavy snow.

The wind howled and the snow filled the sky.

The feather-like snow fell on Zhu Zishan's body, and was melted by the shallow layer of true sun fire on Zhu Zishan's body, and no ice or snow could stick to it.

This ice and snow looks harmless, but it hides a trap. As long as one or two pieces are stuck on it, it will become a medium for the ancestor of the extreme cold to use the extreme cold and deep freeze movement.

Zhu Zishan did not intend to leave the slightest chance to Ancestor Ji Han.

A piece of snow will not touch a drop of water.

snorted.

Zhuzi Mountain follows you like a shadow.

When Ancestor Jihan appeared from the wind, Zhu Zishan used his sword escape technique to appear beside him.

Just when the two appeared at the same time.

An iron fist.

It hit the Ancestor Jihan's dragon body hard.

The second punch goes down.

That force, which seemed to be substantial, tore the bones and muscles of Ancestor Jihan.

A feeling of despair passed through my heart.

This made it impossible for him to avoid the third punch.

Bang!
Zhu Zishan's third punch hit Patriarch Jihan's head directly.

The ice wind dragon's skull was smashed open, and white flowers were scattered on the ground.

Zhu Zishan stretched out his hand to grab it, and a demon pill fell into his hand.

This is the demon elixir for a demon beast in the transformation stage.

without hesitation.

Zhu Zishan stuffed it directly into his mouth.

A surging murderous intention surged in his chest, almost making Zhu Zishan lose his mind.

I saw Zhu Zishan's body full of blood, and his ninth-level peak mana slowly rising upwards.

not enough!

You have to eat his flesh and blood.

Red light flashed.

Zhu Zishan transformed into a huge wild boar demon, and its sharp fangs pierced the dragon's body and tore the ice wind dragon's flesh and blood.

"Leave your soul to me!" A white lotus flashed.

Zhu Riming, who had been waiting in ambush for support, appeared.

Zhu Riming raised his hand, and a translucent black palm reached into the body of the Ice Wind Jiao, and the ghost of a small Jiao was pulled out by him.

Prajna dragon chants.

Zhu Riming used the Buddhist sealing technique to seal the ice wind dragon into his hand.

At this time, the Bingfeng Jiao had been chewed to pieces by Zhu Zishan...

(End of this chapter)