Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 425 Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Lead It With A Sword!
The ghost king Wuxin resisted the ghost transformed by the ghost king bead, and punched the golden armored god of war.

The originally thick arm swelled again, and before the punch came, there were more fine cracks in the surrounding space.

"Boom!"

Wuxin Ghost King punched the Golden God of War, and the violent air flow turned into dragon-shaped energy, flying in all directions, and the Golden Armored God of War was sent flying several miles away like a cannonball.

The moment he landed, the Golden Armored God of War was covered in cracks all over his body. He struggled to get up halfway, but was powerless. His huge body shattered into countless golden lights.

After destroying the Golden Armored God of War with one blow, Wuxin Ghost King's aura also plummeted. Obviously, this blow put a heavy burden on it.

The young man holding the golden book felt that the secret treasure was destroyed, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, his body kicked back, his face was pale, and he was about to run away.

However, having lost his secret treasure, he couldn't even resist the ghost king's roar, and his whole body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

After getting rid of an enemy, Hou, Wuxin Ghost King's pressure dropped significantly, and he began to suppress the three-headed and six-armed Ghost King steadily.

The young man who controlled the ghost king bead was secretly anxious, but he had no choice but to keep praying for the ghost king bead to win.

The two behemoths continued to fight fiercely, and there were huge potholes everywhere on the ground. The aftermath of the violent impact even affected the sky, blood clouds were densely covered, and blood-colored thunders continued to fall.

"The ghost king is coming!"

Wuxin Ghost King couldn't attack for a long time, moved on eight legs, retreated tens of thousands of meters, hammered his chest violently with both fists, large groups of ghost energy quickly condensed in front of him, a blood-colored spear over a hundred meters The spear was condensed from ghost energy, and it was grasped by Wuxin Ghost King, and he swung it vigorously, boom, the air exploded.

The bloody spear disappeared in a flash.

The three-headed and six-armed ghost king made a shrill ghost sound, and the six arms stretched forward, grabbing the blood-colored spear tightly, but the power of the blood-colored spear was too great, and the huge impact brought the ghost king to rush dozens of miles away. Outside, it hit countless hills, and finally burst with a bang!
With one blow, the ghost king transformed by the ghost king bead was repelled, and Wuxin ghost king's blood-red eyes looked at the possessor of the ghost king bead, revealing a cruel smile.

"No!" The young man yelled in fear, but the Ghost King Bead was knocked into the air, and it took at least two breaths to rush over. This time is enough time for Wuxin Ghost King to kill it a hundred and eighty times!

Without any suspense, the young man holding the ghost king bead was crushed by him. After losing the manipulator, the ghost king bead regained its original shape.

"Haha, the ghost king bead is mine now!" Ghost King Wuxin laughed, and moved his eight giant legs straight towards the ghost king bead.

The fairy dust in the distance can see all this clearly. The ice-blue long sword is in his hand, flowing with a mysterious luster. With a light step, the person has shot out like a sharp sword, heading straight for the Wuxin Ghost King. Behind him, Xian Er to Xian Qi followed closely.

"Xianchen, what are you going to do!" Qin Mo was shocked.

"Qin Mo, don't interfere, this is my battle, you wait here for a while, I will come as soon as I go."

Xianchen's voice was cold, and there was a hint of determination.

The Seven Fairies stopped Wuxin Ghost King who wanted to get back the Ghost King Bead on the way, and the seven swords merged into one, and a huge sword light shot towards the opponent!

"roll!"

Wuxin Ghost King opened his mouth and roared, the terrifying impact directly shattered the sword light, and then rushed straight past without weakening.

The seven fairies changed their bodies, interspersed back and forth, and with incomparably mysterious steps, they all yelled softly: "Seven Star Array of Tiangang!"

This space suddenly turned into a bright galaxy, seven big stars arranged according to a specific trajectory, turning in unison, bursting out countless sword qi.

The sword energy rained like rain, covering the inner three layers and the outer three layers of Wu Xin Ghost King.

These sword qi are powerful, but the difference in strength between the two sides is too great. Wuxin Ghost King stood still, and all the sword qi could hardly hurt him. His body shook, like thousands of volcanoes erupting, directly breaking the seven-star formation .

The formation was broken, and the seven fairies vomited blood all at once, and their bodies shot backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Little ants, dare to challenge this king!" Ghost King Wuxin snorted coldly, and with a movement of his body, with an aura of destruction, he raised his giant feet and enveloped the seven fairies.

"careful!"

Qin Mo roared furiously, bent his bow and set an arrow, his soul power poured out like a tide, shooting hundreds of soul arrows in an instant.

However, just like tickling it, hundreds of soul arrows failed to cause any damage to it.

The huge soles stomped down with an unstoppable force!

"boom!"

The earth trembled, and terrifying cracks spread like spider webs.

In the distance, Qin Mo's soul fire swayed violently, and he was ready to kill, but now he is not his opponent at all.

At this moment, a bright sword glow shot out from under Wuxin Ghost King's feet, directly piercing through its soles.

There was a voice of shock and anger from Wuxin Ghost King, and his huge body retreated a few steps.

There, a white ball of light flickered on and off. Inside the light ball, the seven fairies held hands, all with their eyes closed, and a mysterious aura slowly spread out.

"Looking for death!" Ghost King Wuxin's eyes flashed red, and he raised his huge fist to strike down.

"Boom boom boom!"

Bombarded on the light group for more than ten circles in a row, and the surface of the light group was filled with inexplicable brilliance, resisting all the attacks of Wuxin Ghost King.

In the light group, fairy dust is in the middle, and the bodies of the other six people slowly begin to melt!
The six people slowly melted, turning into puddles of chaotic liquid that flowed into Xianchen's body.

Xianchen closed his eyes tightly, his brows were knit together, as if he was enduring great pain, time passed quietly, when all the liquid transformed by the six people flowed into Xianchen's body, a force that no one could ignore slowed down. Slowly pouring out from its body!

Wuxin Ghost King's huge body took a few steps back, his face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, he felt threatened by this ant-like life!
The aura on Xianchen's body became stronger and stronger, and soon surpassed the limit of the king's realm, infinitely marching towards the realm of martial saints.

"boom!"

The aura on Xianchen's body fluctuated, and finally broke through the critical point, successfully entering the realm of martial saints.

However, this is not over. After entering the realm of Martial Saints, the aura of fairy dust continues to increase, the middle stage of Martial Saints, the late stage of Martial Saints!
It didn't stop until the late stage of Martial Sage, the ethereal, dusty, non-human aura diffused from Xianchen's body.

Xianchen suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying scene appeared in his pupils.

Stretching out a hand, the seven long swords that fell in the distance flew towards Xianchen. During the flight, the seven long swords were entangled with each other. When Xianchen held it in his hand, the seven long swords merged into one!
A wave belonging to the sacred weapon burst out from the long sword in Xianchen's hand!
Xianchen's long sword pointed at the Wuxin Ghost King, and a cold voice resounded through Wanhun Island: "Nine Heavens God Thunder, lead it with the sword!"

(End of this chapter)