Longwu War Emperor

Chapter 342: The Qilin Battle Soul Is Swallowed, Tianhong Baoyu Goes Crazy!
"Change formation!"

But in the end, Jiang Tian could only accept the reality, and took more than twenty puppets into the Jidao space and replaced them with two ancient Liuhe battle formations.

In this way, his growth rate will be reduced by nearly double, and the power of Kunpeng Eighteen Transformations and Hundred Style Sword will be greatly reduced.

"Shen Lin destroys the world!"

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, how could Tianhong Baoyu be lenient, and immediately used Shen Lin to destroy the world to attack Jiang Tian.

"brush!"

This time, in order to save face, Tianhong Baoyu resorted to all means, and the speed of the Qilin War Soul was even faster, rushing to Jiang Tian in an instant.

"Blood Forbidden Curse!"

If there is the blessing of the Tiangang battle formation, Jiang Tian can wait until the Qilin battle spirit locks on him, start attacking, and then hit the bleeding prohibition curse.

But his speed has dropped sharply now, so he can only cast the Bleeding Forbidden Body Curse in advance, otherwise it is very likely that he will not even get the chance to change positions.

"brush!"

The blood prohibition spell landed on the forehead of the unicorn war soul again, making its movements stagnate.

"transposition!"

Jiang Tian immediately changed positions and appeared tens of feet away in a flash.

"Oh!"

But as soon as he finished changing positions, the unicorn war spirit broke free from the shackles of the blood ban spell.

"Follow me!"

Tianhong Baoyu gave a cold shout, and the Qilin war spirit flashed towards him again.

Casting the Blood Forbidden Body Curse without waiting for the changes of the Qilin Battle Soul to run out is really extremely risky.

"Roar!"

Soon, the unicorn war spirit reappeared beside him, and slammed down on him with one claw.

But at this time, he had no time to change his moves, and had no way to dodge the blow from the Qilin War Spirit.

"My God!"

Seeing this scene through Amaterasu's sound transmission array, King Moyun and others were all astonished.

"God..."

Concubine Su was whipped by King Miaojian Wu, she was already on the verge of death, she fainted with her head tilted.

"You're going to die now, right?"

All the people in the ancient kingdom of Tianhong stared at Jiang Tian with vicious eyes, thinking coldly in their hearts.

"Jiang Tian, ​​I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it."

At this time, Tianhong Baoyu also said to Jiang Tian coldly, as if announcing his demise.

From everyone's point of view, Jiang Tian has exhausted all his cards, and now he is sure to die.

"Think I'm dead?"

But in the face of the threat of death, Jiang Tian's eyes shone with an incomparably fiery light.

"Tianhong Baoyu, you are not the only one who has a battle spirit!"

He said something lightly, and poured his soul power into the Qiankun cauldron with all his strength.

"Zilong Battle Soul, still not coming out?"

After injecting most of his soul power into the Qiankun Cauldron, he shouted in his heart.

"Roar!"

Immediately, an extremely sacred dragon chant came out of his body.

"brush!"

Everyone felt a flash of purple light, and a lifelike nine-clawed purple dragon rushed out from the top of his head.

"Roar!"

As soon as the Zilong war spirit appeared, the Qilin war spirit immediately let out an uneasy roar, and the speed of paw paws suddenly slowed down several times.

"This is……"

"Nine-clawed Purple Dragon Battle Spirit!"

Seeing the Zilong war spirit, everyone felt their souls trembling, and they called out its name with trembling lips.

The nine-clawed purple dragon battle spirit is the supreme battle spirit, and its dragon power cannot be resisted by everyone.

"How could this be? How could he awaken the battle spirit and be so strong?"

Seeing Zilong Battle Soul, Tianhong Baoyu also had an expression of disbelief.

For the first time, a hint of frustration appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Jiang Tian was nearly ten years younger than him, and he was not inferior to him in all aspects. The pride in his heart had long since disappeared.

But then, something that made him even more desperate happened.

I saw Zilong War Soul staring at Qilin War Soul, with real anger flashing in his eyes, obviously furious because his dignity was provoked.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a huge force that could not be resisted came out of its mouth, and it swept towards the unicorn war spirit.

"Ow!"

The Qilin War Soul trembled all over, let out a meow like a cat, and struggled desperately.

In its eyes, there is no courage to resist at all, just like a servant kneeling at the emperor's feet begging.

"Wow!"

But Zilong War Soul didn't let it go because of its begging, grabbed it with a huge suction force, and quickly swallowed it in one gulp.

"Oh no!"

The moment the Qilin battle spirit was swallowed, Tianhong Baoyu immediately lost contact with it, and couldn't help but let out a heartbreaking howl.

He can be so confident and get so many halos, all thanks to the Eucharist and the battle spirit.

Without the battle spirit, he will disappear from the crowd and lose most of his proud capital.

Feeling that the spirit of battle is gone, how can I not lose my soul, like a mourning concubine?

"Oh no! No! No!"

But then, he felt a greater despair and screamed like a woman.

Because he felt that the unicorn body was rapidly deteriorating and might collapse completely at any time!

The battle body and the battle spirit are two sides of one body, if the battle spirit is deprived, the battle body will naturally be severely damaged accordingly.

Losing his fighting spirit, he has already lost the capital to be proud of his peers, and has become an ordinary genius.

If he loses the Eucharist again, he will be completely reduced to mediocrity and become the laughing stock of the entire Endless Sea!
"Purple Dragon Battle Soul, come back!"

Jiang Tian didn't even look at Tianhong Baoyu, but with a thought, he collected the Zilong battle soul into the Qiankun Cauldron.

He felt that after swallowing the unicorn war spirit, the state of the Zilong war spirit was a little ignorant, knowing that it would take a while to digest the unicorn war spirit.

I couldn't help but secretly look forward to how far Zilong's war spirit can recover after digesting it.

Can the soul and body be united like Tianhong Baoyu's battle spirit?Can you comprehend the battle spirit technique?
Since he had already guessed that the other party had a battle spirit, how could he have no plan.

Recalling the experience of the Zilong war spirit devouring the soul several times, I have already used it to devour the idea of ​​​​the unicorn war spirit.

It's just that I don't know much about it, so I haven't started it.

"Jiang Tian, ​​Your Highness the Eighth Prince, I can promise you anything..."

"I will let them release your parents now, as long as you return the battle spirit to me, I will obey you in everything."

At this time, Tianhong Baoyu rushed to Jiang Tian, ​​begging like a servant.

Not long ago, he wanted to take Jiang Tian as his slave, but now he begged Jiang Tian like a slave.

The world is so impermanent, Feng Shui takes turns, it is ridiculous and sad.

"You let them let my parents go, will they let them go?"

There was a trace of mockery on Jiang Tian's face.

Tianhong Baoyu obviously didn't think about the change of his status.

In the past, he was the proud son of Tianhong ancient country, the future Gu Honghuang, and everyone obeyed him.

Now that he lost his battle spirit and his holy body began to crumble, he was no longer an indispensable role for the ancient kingdom of Tianhong.

Will Prince Yi and the others take him seriously?
At most, it will only be for the sake of him being the prince, and try to save him as much as possible.

Originally, he wanted to capture Tianhong Baoyu and exchange him for King Moyun and others.

But now this person doesn't even have this value. To him, at best, he is just a supplier of raw materials for a large number of holy blood pills.

All of this is Tianhong Baoyu's own fault, and he can't blame others.

(End of this chapter)