Fantasy: The opening robbed the protagonist of the opportunity

Chapter 305 Prison Desolation Yuan God, Dragon Soul Palace [3].

When Su Changjun’s voice sounded behind Xuanhuang Zhenjun, Xuanhuang Zhenjun was obviously startled. Between the electric light and flint, the flesh and blood behind the Xuanhuang True Monarch grew, and a pair of flesh wings grew out.

The pair of flesh wings were covered with golden feathers, and symbols were born one by one, with a strong spatial atmosphere.

“Ugh!”

The golden color fell, carrying the power of the void, shuttling through the void.

“Do you have this chance to escape?”

Su Changjun swung the Immortal Emperor Fist, the projection of the Ancient Great Emperor emerged, and the dragon walked with a tiger step, with the momentum of sweeping the Six Eight Wilderness, suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, uniting with him, and playing an immortal fist intent.

“Boom!”

The immortal fist intent burst out, tearing the space, and hitting the body of the Xuanhuang True Monarch who had escaped into the void hard, forcing it out.

“Poof…”

Xuanhuang Zhenjun’s mouth sprayed blood, and drops of golden blood dripped down, with a faint fragrance.

“Su Changjun, you dare to hurt me 840, you dare to hurt me.”

With an incredulous look, Xuanhuang Zhenjun said with a fierce face, “Do you know who I am, you know who my father is, and I want you to die without a place to be buried.” ”

Xuanhuang Zhenjun was full of golden light, and then turned into golden symbols.

“Jin Peng Chop!”

His body moved, and his palm was like a heavenly knife, slashing at Su Changjun.

“It’s useless, you’re just an incarnation, how much power can you have?”

Su Changjun Immortal Emperor punched out, and Xuanhuang True Monarch flew out backwards, his body trembling violently.

“If you really come, you can naturally destroy me with a snap of your fingers, but you are now an incarnation, how much Yuan God power can you hold.”

Su Changjun pointed his finger forward a little, and the Yin and Yang Countercurrent Great Law was cast, and the Yin and Yang vortex rotated, wanting to suck out the Yuan God of the Xuanhuang True Monarch.

“Su Changjun, this is what you forced me, I will let you see my Prison Desolation Yuan God.”

Xuanhuang Zhenjun looked hideous, and said coldly: “This Prison Desolate Yuan God is transformed by one percent of the Yuan God thoughts, but it is enough to defeat you. ”

As soon as his words fell, a tall figure rushed out from the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

This Yuanshen clothes are embroidered with a heavy prison desolation, the pattern is hideous, exuding cruelty, cruelty, anger and other negative emotions.

“Boom!”

The Prison Desolation Yuan God released a terrifying aura, like a revival of a demon head, and as soon as it appeared, it burst out with devastating power, casting the Prison Desolation Seal to strike at Su Changjun.

“Hmph, one percent of Yuanshen thoughts are just one percent, and every day changes!”

Su Changjun urged the Yuan God Puppet to cast the Nine Changes of the Stars Weekly Heavenly Change!

An eternal starry sky emerged, falling huge star power, pouring into divine thoughts. Divine thoughts formed a congenital star emperor, pinching the sun and moon in his hands, and stepping on the stars.

With a “boom”, the Innate Star Emperor collided with the Prison Desolate Yuan God, colliding hundreds of times between breaths.

“Click!”

When the nine hundred and ninety-ninth collision ended, dense cracks appeared on the Prison Desolate Yuan God, like spider webs, very hideous.

“Xuanhuang Zhenjun, what other means do you have, let’s all use them together!”

Su Changjun urged the Yuan God Puppet, one after the other, to stop Xuanhuang Zhenjun.

“Good, good, Su Changjun, no one has ever forced me to this extent, even if it is just an incarnation of me, but if you want to capture me and explore the memories of the ancient hell waste, it is impossible.”

As soon as Xuanhuang True Monarch’s thoughts moved, the Prison Desolate Yuan God erupted with black and red qi, exuding destructive power.

“It’s not good, I actually want to blow up the Yuan Shen.”

Su Changjun’s eyes moved slightly, and he was surprised.

The desperate move of the Golden Pill Realm cultivator is to self-detonate the Golden Pill, while the Yuanshen Realm cultivator is the self-detonating Yuanshin.

The self-detonation Yuanshen is tens of times, hundreds of times, or even thousands of times more powerful than the self-detonating Jindan.

“Whew…”

Yuan Shen had not yet self-detonated, just burning the released energy, tearing the void and letting the void storm blow.

“Ugh!”

Su Changjun came to Xia Qingxuan’s side, took out the dragon-shaped jade pei to urge, and suddenly a dragon-shaped beam of light wrapped the two, shuttled through the void, and disappeared into the square.

“Boom…”

Xuanhuang True Monarch self-exploded the Prison Desolate Yuan God, he is a complete Yuan God, the power of the explosion is absolutely terrifying, even if a peak cultivator of the Yuan God Realm is in the storm, he will die without a corpse.

“Fortunately, Qingxuan has the key to enter this Dragon Soul Palace on his body, otherwise Xuanhuang self-detonated Prison Desolate Yuan God, even if I don’t die, I will be hit hard.”

Inside the Dragon Soul Palace, feeling the destructive power that erupted outside, Su Changjun sighed.

Although he has a lot of hole cards on him, it is difficult to completely block the power of Yuanshen self-explosion, he can only ensure that he does not die for about a quarter of an hour, and the destructive power outside is gradually dissipating, leaving only a huge black hole slowly turning, and even the power of heaven and earth is difficult to repair quickly.

As for the Xuanhuang True Monarch and the other three Divine Alliance, they had already fled.

“It’s a pity, in a hurry, I couldn’t capture the doppelganger of the Xuanhuang True Monarch and let him escape.”

Su Changjun shook his head slightly, feeling pity.

At this time, Su Changjun had time to look at this Dragon Soul Palace.

I saw that the Dragon Soul Palace was very empty, and one after another dragon jade pillars were standing, like supporting the heavenly god pillars.

In the depths of the Dragon Soul Palace, there is a jade platform, and on the jade platform there is a spar the size of a millstone, and there is a heavenly dragon swimming in the spar.

“This is what Xuanhuang Zhenjun said about the Dragon Soul Spar.”

Su Changjun looked at the spar and said to himself.