Nine Transformations Dragon

Chapter 243: Broken Arm
Yang Wenlong thought that he was someone who was hiding a lot. Although he revealed a lot of secrets, not many people could really see him clearly.Little did they know that the Pope of the Holy See of Light had become a strong man of divine power after not seeing him for a few months.

"Duanhe, Zhiruo, take Phil back to Stone City first, and then go to Liang'er, and ask her to go back to the Yaozu to rescue soldiers. By the way, how long can the ten of you resist?"

"He is very strong, but he doesn't have the power to kill us, at most he can seriously injure us." A Yaozu said, although the Pope of Light is very strong, he has not mastered the ability to use the power of faith after all, so he can't really kill us. Dead monster clansmen can seriously injure them at most.

"Really? That's great. You guys will go together later and try to wait until the rescuers arrive." After discussing, Yang Wenlong looked at the other four popes who were arguing with the Pope Guangming.

"Calces, what exactly do you want? Do you want to be an enemy of all the people in the world?"

"Hahahahaha! Everyone in the world, of course, it is easier to kill you than to crush an ant. So, you are just my pawns, Dragon Emperor, let them shut up and don't disturb the relationship between me and Yang Wenlong transaction."

"Yes, Master!" The pope's words made the Dragon King who was standing in the distance target the attacking people of the Holy See who hadn't died yet.

Now Yang Wenlong finally figured out the reason for this. It turned out that the Dragon Emperor had become Karthes' pet, and it was not an ordinary pet contract, but a slave contract.

"Boy Yang Wenlong, give me the ring in your hand, and put it under my command. I promise you that you won't move a single hair in your Stone City. Otherwise, I will kill you first and then go to flatten Stone City. It's gone to ashes."

"My lord pope, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. I, Yang Wenlong, can enjoy fighting the sky, fighting the earth, and fighting you. It's still unknown who will win the battle. Let's see the real trick! After Yang Wenlong finished speaking, he beckoned, and ten Yaozu people rushed to the sky.For a while, the aftermath of the fight spread to the entire battlefield, and the Dragon Emperor also brought people closer to the people of the Holy See, ready to kill them.

Yang Wenlong tried his best to avoid fighting, because even if the Pope of Light blows at this time, he may be injured.But he is not completely watching the battle, the soul attack does not need to wait at this moment.

Just when he was about to make a dirty trick on the bird man in the sky, Xiaofeng's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Wenlong, don't, don't use soul attack."

"why?"

"When I was absorbing energy just now, I discovered that there is a very strong person in the dark. And his soul is also very powerful. When monitoring us, he used soul skills, so you can't find his existence. "

"Ah, is there still soul cultivators in this continent?"

"No, he is not a soul cultivator, but because he is very strong, his soul is naturally very strong, just like the bird man in the sky. You can use ordinary soul shock waves to his soul now, and you can no longer hurt him. Only me His soul shock can hurt him, so I think the person in the dark may be stronger than him."

"Be stronger!" Yang Wenlong's heart almost rose to his throat, because those hidden people in the mainland finally surfaced.The battle of gods ten thousand years ago took place here, and it is impossible for all those people to retreat obediently.There must be a few who have to play tricks to stay, and then find a way to get the whole continent.

Ten demon clansmen besieged the Pope Guangming, and three of them were seriously injured in less than a minute.Yang Wenlong, who saw the battle on the ground, didn't know what to do. Xiaodao had been in a deep sleep and couldn't be woken up.The energy in his body is still merging and has not reached its final state.There is no news about the ten elemental spirits that entered the milky white vitality ball in the sea of ​​consciousness, and I don't know what the hell they are doing in that air ball.

'Bang bang bang! ...'

A series of bangs appeared, and the ten Yaozu people had all been knocked down from the sky, and it looked like they could no longer fight.The pope smiled triumphantly in the sky, looked at Yang Wenlong and said, "Your people are not my opponents. Although I don't know why I can't kill them with a single sword, I know that they have lost the ability to fight again. So now it's my turn." it's your turn!"

As soon as his voice fell, he raised a hand towards Yang Wenlong, and a suction force slowly sucked him up into the sky: "Young master!" Feng Lin just woke up after receiving the treatment of the unicorn king. With his feet off the ground, he yelled and turned into a fire bird and charged towards the pope in the sky.

"Overestimate your own strength!" With a light wave of the hand holding the sword, a white sword light hit Feng Lin.Because the Pope of Light has been paying attention to her, afraid that she will use soul attack.As long as he doesn't get close to him, he believes that Feng Lin's soul devouring can't hurt him.So he couldn't let the fire bird approach him. It seemed that he waved his hand lightly just now, but he used most of his strength.

'Hah! ...'

Feng Lin let out a scream, and more than a dozen pieces of the colorful feathers on her body fell off, and then fell into the distance.

"Hmph, you'll never hurt me without getting close to me!" the pope said with a sneer.

"Xiaofeng, you must kill the Pope when you get close to him!" Yang Wenlong was very worried about Fenglin, but now he had to find a way to deal with this powerful birdman.

"Brother, I have a plan, you will..." Xiaofeng quickly expressed her thoughts.

"Is this okay? What if?"

"Brother Wenlong, don't worry, as long as Xiaodao can wake up, you must have the ability to protect yourself with the energy in your body now. And if I go out for a walk, maybe I can break out of my shell after returning to you.

"But……"

Yang Wenlong was still thinking about Xiaofeng's plan, because they were talking in their hearts, so no one knew what they said.

Controlled by a wave of energy, it stopped six meters away from the Pope of Light: "Hand over your ring and spare your life!"

"Hehe, do you think I will believe it?"

"Don't worry, you can't die until I fully understand the secrets in your ring."

'Pfft! '

As soon as the pope finished speaking, a white light instantly penetrated Yang Wenlong's arm.Because the speed was too fast, he didn't feel that his arm was cut off. When the arm left his body, he felt as if he had lost something, and at the same time, the wound on the severed arm spurted blood.

'what! ...'

Yang Wenlong let out a scream, at this moment he already felt the pain of separation.I called Xiaofeng in my heart, but there was no answer.Because the arm with the ring has left the body, there is no connection between them anymore, and they cannot talk in their hearts.

I never thought that the Pope of Light would use this method to take away the ring. When I was discussing with Xiaofeng just now, I guessed that he would use his strength to directly forcibly remove the ring.

After the arm was separated from the body, it was dragged by a wave of energy and flew towards the Pope of Light.At this moment, a red light shot from a distance, and it reached Yang Wenlong's severed arm in the blink of an eye.

"Bold!" The Pope of Light yelled, raising his sword and slashing at the red light.

'boom! '

With a bang, the Pope of Light's attack hit the red light, but he didn't knock the red light away, and his withered hand stretched out from the red light to grab Yang Wenlong's severed arm.

"Looking for death!" Pope Guangming didn't expect that someone would dare to snatch something under his nose, and the big sword directly stabbed at the withered hand.But the red light didn't mean to make him hit it like a sandbag, and a red light also hit the big sword that had been approved.

'boom! '

This time the collision was terrible, Yang Wenlong felt that the energy that bound him disappeared, and was being shaken into the distance by the aftermath of the collision of the two attacks.Maybe it was God pitying him, the broken arm also lost control and flew towards him.

Regardless of the pain at the broken arm, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed his left hand.No matter how I thought it was not God pitying him, but trying to harm him.

(End of this chapter)