However, the more he fought Yinglong, the more he felt something was wrong.
Yang Cheng had used the Blood Fiend Sword Qi before, but why is it so continuous now? How powerful is his foundation?
As the Blood Fiend Sword Qi eroded away, the Xuanhuang Qi surrounding Yinglong's Dharma Body had already been thinned by a layer.
If this continues, he'll be worn down and die sooner or later!
Yinglong flapped its wings, and Xuanhuang Qi gathered around its body, making the entire dragon body seem to transform into a dragon spear, tearing through the blood-fiend sword energy and attacking Yang Cheng!
However, there were simply too many of those blood-fiend sword energies, a dense, overwhelming mass that completely engulfed Yinglong's Dharma body.
By the time Yinglong's Dharma body arrived in front of him, it had been completely torn apart, leaving only Yinglong's physical body covered in bloodstains.
With a furious roar, Yinglong's blood and qi ignited, and his spear pierced directly into Yang Cheng's chest!
In that instant, boundless bloodthirsty power condensed around Yang Cheng, and the crimson stream of light transformed into something tangible, crashing down with a deafening roar!
Exterminate them!
A look of fear flashed across Yinglong's eyes, and he quickly dodged to the side.
However, Zhu Jue's attack came too fast and too fiercely, tearing the golden spear in his hand apart and severing one of his arms cleanly in the process!
As the blood splattered, Yinglong immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
His previous attack, fueled by burning his vital energy, missed its mark, and the backlash from the power he had unleashed came simultaneously.
"Walk!"
Yinglong shouted, telling Yaoji and the other people from the Divine Court to stop fighting with the people from the Heavenly Palace and to escape quickly.
With a flap of its wings, Yinglong sped off into the distance.
Yang Cheng took out the Phoenix Hunting Bow, and extremely sharp silver bullets gathered at the bowstring. With a thunderous sound, Yinglong let out a muffled groan as one of its dragon wings was torn apart by the silver bullets!
Without pausing, Yang Cheng drew the bow to its fullest extent once more, and the silver bullet burst forth with a deafening roar, piercing and tearing through one of Yinglong's outer wing.
Without its dragon wings, Yinglong frantically burned its blood and qi, trying to escape by taking flight, but its speed had already slowed down.
Yang Cheng's body condensed a blood-red aura, and he threw the Soul-Severing Spear with overwhelming force, sending it piercing towards Yinglong like a black and red arrow!
Yinglong suddenly turned around, his blood and qi burning wildly as he tried to block the spear.
But in that instant, the power of the Frost Prison on the Soul-Severing Spear suddenly erupted.
The gates of the Frozen Hell opened wide, and the power directly froze all of Yinglong's vital energy. The Soul-Severing Spear easily pierced his heart, pinning him directly to a city wall that emerged above the water.
Without hesitation, Yao Ji formed hand seals, and the immortal energy around her transformed into ribbons that instantly transferred all the power of Cui Laodao and the other two. She then drifted away, not even bothering with the other reincarnators of the Divine Court.
Yang Cheng snorted coldly, and his figure transformed into a streak of blood-red light, heading straight for Yao Ji.
Those ribbons formed from celestial energy have a very strange effect; any force that enters those ribbons will be redirected.
But Yang Cheng's blood and qi surged into the sky, and this pure and extreme power could not be moved at all, tearing countless ribbons apart.
Yang Cheng's punch landed with such force that it felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on her, causing Yao Ji's expression to change drastically.
She now knows exactly how Yinglong died.
Faced with such overwhelming power, any attempt to change anything is futile!
Yao Ji's body radiated a powerful aura of immortality. She formed a hand seal, and a hazy mountain shadow appeared before her.
The Soul of Wushan Mountain!
Yang Cheng threw a punch, and a deafening roar like the earth splitting apart resounded.
As Yang Cheng unleashed a furious barrage of punches, the mountain spirit shattered almost instantly!
Yao Ji immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, her face showing horror.
Countless threads slipped from her hands, transforming into curse seals that frantically rushed towards Yang Cheng.
This is the Wushan Divine Art, which contains all sorts of negative forces. Lu Yuan was previously ambushed and seriously injured by this thing.
However, the Pure Lotus Karmic Flame suddenly appeared in front of Yang Cheng, burning all these messy things to ashes, and even the spiritual energy around Yao Ji was completely eroded!
Yang Cheng punched Yao Ji in the abdomen, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood and hunch over like a shrimp.
Then Yang Cheng grabbed her slender, white neck and lifted her up.
Lu Yuan's expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Yang, please stay..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Cheng tightened his grip, crushing Yao Ji's neck, and her divine power dissipated throughout the realms.
After leaving Yao Ji's body behind, Yang Cheng turned his head and looked at Lü Yuan expressionlessly: "What did you say?"
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