Dragon Sword God

Chapter 367
In the magic circle, Xiang Hao was under unparalleled pressure. The four beams of light devoured the endless essence of heaven and earth, turned into a huge force, and suppressed Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao's whole body was trembling, cracks appeared continuously on the flesh, and blood flowed out from the cracks, even the cracks appeared on his face, spreading like a spider's web.

"If this continues, I must disintegrate." Xiang Hao said to himself in a deep voice, he tried to let the dragon's blood and chaos law break through the confinement, but it was too difficult, the pressure of the magic circle was too strong, crushing his body and soul.

This is a double torment. Ordinary people may have already died, but Xiang Hao held on, but it was also extremely dangerous. Once he couldn't bear it, his body would explode directly, and his soul would be terrified. Even the gods came and couldn't save him.

Time passed slowly, and Xiang Hao's condition became more and more serious. His whole body was in severe pain from the outside to the inside, because the cracks began to expand and spread into his body, even the bones were being destroyed by the force of the magic circle.

This kind of training is unimaginable, even if Xiang Hao is extraordinary, he is almost reaching his limit.

Xiang Hao struggled crazily, trying his best to make the Chaos Law work, to make the dragon's blood boil, as long as he could do a little, then he could persevere and continue to accept this cruel training until he successfully completed the Nirvana-style detachment.

"I can't fail, no."

"Never fail."

Xiang Hao growled, finally, after eight failed attempts, at the ninth time, he finally caused the dragon blood all over his body to erupt, and the domineering power spread, and he began to restore his scarred body.

However, although the recovery was fast, the destructive power of the magic circle followed closely behind, causing Xiang Hao's newly recovered body to be covered with cracks again. However, Xiang Hao was out of danger after all, and the power of dragon blood could continue to repair.

But then, a serious problem came. The body was continuously repaired by the power of dragon blood, which alleviated the crisis, but the soul was still oppressed. Although it was much lighter, it was enough to cause a certain danger. To successfully ascend to the Human King Realm, one must endure it.

"This can't stop me, I must get through it." Xiang Hao clenched his teeth, his eyes as firm as a rock.

……

Outside the magic circle, some soldiers came to report in panic, the monster army and the Nether tribe came together, and some important figures from the Nether tribe arrived, and the ferocity of the attack surpassed any time before.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay here to guard my apprentice, I'm going out of the city to resist." Mei Changsheng said solemnly as he cupped his fists at the crazy old man.

"I'll let you go!" The crazy old man said in a deep voice, "This kid shouldn't have any major problems in the magic circle."

"No, fellow Daoist Feng, you must stay. If the emperor doesn't protect you, with your ability, you can still take Xiaohao away." Mei Changsheng's voice was dignified, and he had a premonition that this time, it would be a truly tragic battle. , it is very likely that there will be no return.

The crazy old man sighed deeply, unable to say anything.

"Xiao Haoxiu up to now, I, as a master, have never really taught him anything, and now I can't teach him anything! Just give him something, Fellow Daoist Feng, if I die, please help me Pass it to him, maybe he will be useful in the future." Mei Changsheng took out a black disc the size of a saucer, which gave people a sense of ancient vicissitudes, and it was densely covered with runes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"Soul Gathering Disk." The crazy old man's eyes froze, he never thought that Mei Changsheng would possess such a strange thing.

"Farewell!" Mei Changsheng stuffed the Soul Gathering Disk into the crazy old man's hand, turned around, and left with a group of masters at a high speed, rushing out of the city.

Soon after, earth-shattering roars and shouts of killing came from outside the city, and the most intense bloody battle in history took place.

This battle lasted for more than an hour before it ended, and ended with another retreat of the demon army and the Nether tribe.

But this time was different, because this time, the imperial capital suffered heavy casualties, several masters fought to their death, and Mei Changsheng was seriously injured, and was almost killed by a big man from the Nether clan.

The imperial capital was shaken, people panicked, and they were all worried that the imperial city would be destroyed. At that time, not only the Ling Dynasty would be destroyed in a real sense, but even millions of people in the imperial capital would be slaughtered.

Mei Changsheng is undoubtedly one of the backbones, and the fact that he was seriously injured and nearly died cannot be concealed, which intensified the panic in the imperial capital.

At this time, Linghuang had no choice but to come forward to appease and give hope to millions of people in the imperial capital. He said this: "The Peerless King whom I proclaimed is currently retreating to attack the Human King Realm. As long as he can successfully break into the Human King Realm, Then we will not be afraid of the strongest of the enemy, everyone must know that Xiang Hao, the peerless king, was able to fight against the demon commander when he was still at the peak of the cave magic realm, if he breaks through, our imperial capital will not be breached."

After Linghuang's words came out, the imperial capital miraculously quieted down and chose to trust. For a while, countless people were praying for Xiang Hao's breakthrough.

However, in the next half month, the Monster Clan and the Nether Clan launched several strong attacks, and the casualties on the side of the Emperor of the Lingchao increased. , one is the Suzerain of the Luoxia Sect, and the other is the Great Elder of the Shengzong.

But Xiang Hao, who was cultivating in the magic circle in the Shinto Academy, did not respond.

"Half a month has passed, Xiang Hao won't die in the magic circle, right?"

"At this critical juncture, if Xiang Hao doesn't break through again, the imperial capital may really be destroyed. Even the army is only 20 left, and there are only two or three masters left, and they are still injured."

"I don't deny that Xiang Hao, the peerless king, is indeed refined and brave. However, we pin our hopes on a young man. This... is really absurd."

"Then what can you do?"

"I... hey..."

Conversations like this can be heard in many places in the imperial capital.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, and these ten days were not peaceful. Two major incidents happened in succession. The crown prince Longlin died in battle, and Mei Changsheng's injuries worsened, his life was dying, and he was unable to fight anymore.

Jiang Xue came to the practice field, she stood not far from the magic circle, like a lotus flower, muttering to herself: "You must succeed, whether they believe you or not, but I believe you, I believe you, It must be able to turn the tide.”

Mei Changsheng is also here. This old man is staggering even when he walks, but he refuses to be supported by anyone. Every once in a while, he coughs violently, and vomits blood when he coughs. go west.

"Feng... Fellow Daoist Feng, cough, it's been almost a month, can Xiao Hao succeed?" Mei Changsheng asked tremblingly, his soul was wounded by a big man from the Nether tribe, and he couldn't heal.

"Are you alright? Hey." The crazy old man stared at Mei Changsheng with concern, and heaved a long sigh.

"Don't worry about me, Fellow Daoist Feng, tell me quickly, will Xiao Hao succeed?" Mei Changsheng asked a little excitedly.

"We are in a critical period. It is estimated that in ten days, he will be able to break out."

(End of this chapter)