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"Howling—!"

That cloud dragon stared at Zhang Songyang, its eyes were almost bleeding, it rolled and struggled, trying to get out of the shackles of the formation, and rushed forward, tearing the man in front of it to pieces with its fangs and claws.

However, the more violently and crazily it struggled, the deeper the clasp stuck in the inverse scale, tearing the wound even wider, and large streams of black blood gushed out from the wound like a spring, quickly tearing its body Essence away.

The big formation absorbed more pure resentment and blood energy, and immediately gushed out more ferocious aura, which almost seemed to wrap around the huge body in the formation, following the gaps between the flesh and scales of the wound, It poured into it violently, forcing Yunlong to raise his long neck and let out a painful howl: "Howl——!"

The huge roar of the dragon vibrated in this cave, and the rocks on the four walls couldn't withstand the attack of the sound waves, shaking rustlingly, some loose stones fell directly, and fell into the deep black ground, making a roaring noise. dull sound.

Zhang Songyang stood in front of the formation, his face remained motionless, his eyes were cold and cruel watching the fierce aura surging in the center of the formation, but a voice in his heart was crazily shouting: Not enough, not enough!

The Demon Emperor's cultivation base is at least comparable to that of a Mahayana monk. Although this cloud dragon has been instilled for a hundred years, it can only be compared with a distracted monk at best. The ferocious aura that came was simply not enough!

Zhang Songyang stared at Zhenxin, with a hint of ferocity on his face.

He waved the whisk again and again, pouring one after another of majestic spiritual power into the formation, stepped on Yu steps, and chanted mantras to activate the formation.All of a sudden, this ancient fierce formation began to reverberate, and the ferocious aura gathered from all directions, filling this huge cave to the brim, and was attracted by the center of the formation like a dragon absorbing water, and condensed into a substance in the center of the formation. , Layer by layer, like cloth, tightly wrapped on Yunlong's body.

At this point, no matter how much resentment Yunlong has, he has no strength left to struggle and roar at this moment. His huge body is covered with layers of ferocious aura, crouching in the center of the formation, silent as if dead.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout in the cave: "Dare the thief!"

In the next moment, Zhang Songyang's body disappeared directly from the cave.The great formation lost its influx of majestic spiritual power, and without the impetus of the mantra, it slowed down in an instant, and the ferocious aura that was originally thick and substantive returned to its original state like gauze and mist, just like water waves. It is generally surging, pouring continuously into Yunlong's body.

After a long time, the dragon's body that seemed to have died moved a little, and after a while, the dragon's head also raised slightly, exhaling a deep breath.This breath was like lava, and a rock that was close to it was poured on it, and it started to melt immediately.

A long chant condensed with blood resentment resounded in the cave——

If I am the emperor, I will kill all the human races in the world!

On this side, Zhang Songyang passed through the heavily restricted Wunian Valley, and after a while, he appeared on the high platform of the Jinding Mansion, and then he stopped suddenly.

The place where he used to sit and practice has been opened, and the Four Seas Ice Toad imprisoned by the formation has also been released, and at the place suppressed by the bottom of the formation, there is a tall and tall figure. Looking back.

Zhang Songyang stared at the man, but a premonition had already arisen in his heart.He stood extremely firmly on his feet, but the fly whisk in his hand couldn't help shaking slightly, as if he was trembling with his next fate. Then, he took a heavy step and beat the accent like a drumbeat: "Lu Feng!"

Zhang Songyang gritted his teeth and paused every word: "You really didn't die!"

After the last tribulation thunder fell, only Lu Feng's body was left in place, but Shennian and Xiaodongtian disappeared without a trace. He had always suspected that the other party was fleeing by feigning death, but he couldn't figure it out anyway. Under the circumstances, without the protection of the body, how can the divine sense remain intact.

Fortunately, Lu Feng did not succeed in crossing the tribulation in the end.

Although he didn't conspire to capture the other party's Xiaodongtian, he had already prepared another road for himself hundreds of years ago. As long as that road works, he can still break through the Mahayana realm!

Just in case, he locked Lu Feng's body in the formation and suppressed it day and night.However, he didn't expect—or, even though he expected, he refused to admit that Lu Feng would come back, and while he was away, he opened the formation and found the suppressed body!

Lu Feng stared down at the body sitting in front of him, and waved his hand to put it into the small cave, then turned around, and met a look of hatred and fear.His expression was indifferent, even though he was in a low place, Zhang Songyang still gave birth to the feeling that he was the one in the dust.

He said, "Are you surprised that I didn't die?"

Zhang Songyang looked at him, with a long beard under his chin, and Lu Feng looked back flatly.

In an instant, the spiritual thoughts spread out silently, fighting each other in a square inch, and the sound of the golden sword sounded, and the winner was determined in an instant.

Zhang Songyang took a few steps back suddenly, his feet were staggering, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his hand holding Fuchen trembled slightly, and his breath instantly sank.Trembling all over, he watched Lu Feng step out in the air, looking down from a high position, his eyes were both startled and frightened.

Lu Feng's expression didn't fluctuate, but his gaze was downcast like a mountain. Just like this, Zhang Songyang was already overwhelmed - a Mahayana monk, just a look is enough to kill.

"Lu Feng, I am the head of the Liuhua Sect's Zhen faction!" His face was pale, and he said sharply, "If you want to kill me, I will use the seal of the head and gather the power of the Ju faction to fight against you!" Caressing his heart, he made a gesture to activate the power of the seal hidden in Jianggong's heart, and smiled ferociously: "If you have the ability, let Hezong be buried with me!"

Lu Feng just looked at him, his eyes were as cold as snow, and after a while, he said lightly, "I won't kill you."

He looked at Zhang Songyang with a happy expression, and then looked at him vigilantly, with a mocking smile on his lips, "You really deserve to die, but you didn't die by my hands." He turned around, took a step away, and The shape is already thousands of miles away, only a lingering sound can be heard, "The body of Yunlong has been completed, with your cultivation, you dare to covet the power of heaven, and get the merit of beheading the demon emperor?"

The seemingly omnipresent coercion suddenly dissipated, and Zhang Songyang knew that he had gone away. Hearing this, the divine thoughts that had been suppressed just now suddenly became agitated again, as if the omnipresent demonic thoughts were also rolling in the soul, It disturbed his life.

However, the formation under his seat was broken, and the Four Seas Ice Toad also escaped without a trace. Without this thing to help him, it took him longer than usual, and he failed to calm down the surging demonic thoughts. Getting more restless.