Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

However, these methods were useless under the attack of the Sword of Damocles. In just a blink of an eye, the defense formed by the elements was penetrated.

The body that had just recovered a little was pierced again. Under the indestructible spear, the hard bones broke into several pieces, and muscle fragments flew everywhere.

The White King became extremely crazy. Under the huge soul power of her self-explosion, Lu Mingfei's body was replenished with energy once again, and the body that was shattered by the Sword of Damocles began to recover rapidly.

The thin wind element no longer provided lift for the dragon wing, but under the control of the White King, it increased the downward force, allowing it to fall at a faster speed.

As long as he can fall below 10,000 meters before his soul power is exhausted, the White King will be able to recover, as there are more abundant elements there.

Not only can it speed up the repair of her body, it also allows her to release her spiritual words to destroy the broken metal fragments, giving her a chance to survive.

A white shadow fell rapidly from the sky, and above her, countless metal fragments and meteors followed closely behind, like the scythe of the god of death chasing the fleeing White King in panic.

The nobility that the White King possessed completely disappeared at this moment. In order to stay alive, she had given up everything, her soul, her dignity, everything. She just wanted a chance to survive.

Luckily, she outran the Grim Reaper's scythe. Even the Sword of Damocles couldn't catch up with an Ultimate Creature that was trying to escape.

When she returned to an altitude of less than 10,000 meters, the White King finally felt the rich elements in the air, and his broken body began to recover rapidly at this moment.

The White King raised her head and looked at the god of death who was chasing her. Silent orders came from her soul. Countless elements gathered in front of her. Suddenly, dark clouds appeared in the flawless night sky.

Countless elements collide with each other in the dark clouds. The dazzling thunder shuttles through the dark clouds like a terrifying dragon, making a breathtaking thunderous sound.

A second later, the Sword of Damocles arrived as expected and dived into the trap woven by the White King for it. Thunder opened his huge mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, there were flashing red meteors, and dazzling light extended outward from the gaps in the dark clouds, like a flashlight shining outward, reflecting countless beams of light in the sky.

The blazing electric light illuminated Bai Wang's face. Although she was now using Lu Mingfei's body, the different golden pupils in her eyes clearly distinguished her from Lu Mingfei.

She finally survived, even though her soul exploded, she still survived.

"Yes, he survived, but not for long."

Lu Mingfei's voice came out from his recovered vocal cords, causing the Bai King, who had escaped death, to pause.

How could this be Lu Mingfei's voice? With the strength of his soul explosion before, he should be in a deep sleep now.

It would take at least several years of recuperation to recover, and this was why King Bai was so decisive in exploding his own soul to prevent Lu Mingfei's body from being damaged.

Even if his soul exploded, as long as his body was still there, he would be able to recover quickly. During this period, he could also devour Lu Mingfei's sleeping soul as nutrients to speed up his recovery.

But at this time, Lu Mingfei's soul, which was thought to be sleeping by King Bai, suddenly woke up, and the state of his soul was very stable, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured by the self-explosion at all.

"Your time on stage is over, it's time for someone else to take over."

Lu Mingfei's voice was getting louder and louder. His soul was now constantly squeezing the soul of the White King, which was weakened by the self-explosion. If possible, Lu Mingfei even wanted to take this opportunity to destroy the White King directly.

"This is impossible. You are just a tiny hybrid. How could you still have such strength after self-destructing your soul? You are obviously already very weak."

The White King roared angrily. She didn’t understand why Lu Mingfei’s soul didn’t feel weak at all at this moment, and he was using his peak strength to crush her, trying to crush her into foam.

"Maybe it's because I have a good brother, and you are just a lonely person."

Lu Mingfei's soul continued to press towards Bai Wang's soul from all directions. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Facing Bai Wang's soul being so weak, Lu Mingfei naturally could not give up this opportunity. He had to kill Bai Wang, who should have died long ago, in one go.

But in fact, Lu Mingfei himself did not expect that he had such a big advantage. He originally wanted the White King to self-destruct his soul under the Sword of Damocles, and then have a life-and-death battle after both sides had self-destructed their souls.

As for the final outcome, whether it would be victory or defeat, Lu Mingfei had no idea.

But when he briefly handed over control of his body to the White Queen, his soul began to sink continuously, and an extremely tired sleepiness overcame him from the depths of his soul.

When Lu Mingfei was about to be unable to open his eyes, a faint sigh sounded in his ears.

"This is really the last time I will help my brother. I wanted to meet him again, but I didn't expect him to bet so much."

"Brother has really changed."

Lu Mingfei wanted to turn his head to see the person who was speaking. He knew very clearly that it must be the voice of the little devil, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not control his consciousness to turn.

"Despite this, as a younger brother, I can only say one thing to my older brother: Come on, I'm always waiting for you."

A pair of small hands suddenly hugged the back of Lu Mingfei's head, and a cool feeling emerged out of nowhere from Lu Mingfei's consciousness, dispelling the sleepiness that made him want to close his eyes.

The feeling of weakness in his soul was quickly disappearing, and was replaced by a feeling of full power, which made Lu Mingfei feel that his soul had returned to the power it had before the self-destruction.

His consciousness stopped sinking and began to float upwards, moving quickly towards the bright place above.

But Lu Mingfei didn't want to float up. At least at this moment, he wanted to control his consciousness and turn around to look behind him. He knew that the little devil would definitely be looking at him in that direction.

He could feel a lonely gaze watching him from behind, watching him float from the darkness to the bright sky.

"Wait...for...me."

Lu Mingfei opened his lips silently. Although there was no sound, the little devil's response came from behind him.

"I have been waiting for my brother, and I have been waiting very obediently."

Thinking back to the reality, Lu Mingfei had no mercy on the White King in front of him. Under the pressure of the absolute power of his soul, the White King's soul made a sound of breaking inch by inch.

Just like a hot metal rod shattered into countless pieces, the next moment her soul was about to follow in its footsteps and turn into countless broken soul fragments.