"Hand of the Drought Fish, Jinwu Zhenhai!"

The violent breath came out of the body, the monstrous waves of fire surrounded Fang Yang, the boundless red flames rolled and burned in the air, forming an endless sea of terrifying fire, his hands were torn to his chest, his body was split into two, Fang Yang turned into two red scorching sun celestial balls, and swooped towards the two of them, like a golden crow Zhenhai.

A scorching sun turned into a nine-story pagoda, slamming down on the top of Lu Impermanence's head, boundless red flames raging and burning in the tower, the law pattern in the tower is inscribed, it seems to contain some kind of invisible rule, the fire flashes, can crush people into ashes.

Through the sacrifice of the human soul, this Fang Yang obtained that only the strong people of the Golden Body Realm could issue a law attack, compared to the tangible space power, this invisible space law contained the supreme power of the corpse path, and in an instant, it could make the tangible space disappear.

"The power of the law!"

Lu Impermanence White Tiger's golden eyes flashed with strange brilliance, an invisible sea of fire rules appeared in the sky above his head, burning his body, he didn't dare to slack off, his hands were sealed, and the violent power of space erupted from his body, the left green dragon, the right white tiger, and a ruthless demon butterfly in the middle broke out of the body, turned into three green mountain ice shadows, and crashed towards the scorching sun pagoda.

The flames were turbulent, the heavens and the earth were flickering and darkening, the two powerful forces and light and shadow slammed together, the miserable and scorching blood light rose in the scorching sun pagoda, and the supreme power of the law was in the air, bombarding down, and the scorching sun pagoda was torn by the ruthless demon butterfly, not only was it not broken, but it derived a more powerful law power, carrying the locust wood green fire furnace to the deer impermanence!

"Be suppressed!

Fang Yang's face was hideous, extremely crazy, the supreme corpse path law came out from the scorching sun pagoda, turned into a wasteland wildfire, smashing everywhere, shaking the white tiger and green dragon space condensed around the deer impermanence, shattering, a cloud of mist and chaos formed by red flames appeared in the sky, and when the chaos was scattered, the scorching sun pagoda turned into a law cage, trapping the deer impermanence in the prison.

The space oscillated, distorted, an invisible wave of heavenly power was torn and surging in his heart, and a few blood-colored scars faintly appeared on his body, Lu Impermanence trembled all over, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he controlled three behemoths to fight hard in the cage, the green dragon was like a knife, the white tiger spit out the sword, and the demon butterfly was a spear, leaving a spatial crack in the cage, but he never broke through the cage...

"Don't waste your efforts anymore, I said that only infinite power is the royal road in this world!"

Watching with contempt as the law cage gradually suppressed Lu Impermanence, Fang Yang's twisted heart was incomparably happy, at this moment, he seemed to confirm the greatest truth in the world: the power of incineration!

At the same time, on the other side, the red scorching sun that Fang Yang turned into, the golden light magic ball, smashed towards Chu Ge at great speed, the flames were like dragons, the magic ball waved, coming and going freely, among which there were flowing fire lotus, as if the gold was poured and cast, above the fire lotus, the Xuanyue Ding Furnace was suspended in the air, and Fang Yang's soul phantom could be vaguely seen, and on the flame of the Ding Furnace, there was a dragon-like earth-shattering roar, screaming, roaring...

"You're crazy, he can't withstand your law attack! He is a closed disciple of Master Qinglianzi, if he dies, how can you face Master Qinglianzi..."

Seeing Fang Yang's fierce killing move against Chu Ge, Lu Wuchang's heart tightened, and the corners of his mouth curved into a crazy angry bow, and shouted fiercely. After speaking, the magic seal on his hand became more and more complicated, and the ruthless demon butterfly above his head carried the white tiger snow ding, and frantically smashed towards the law cage.

There was a clanging sound, and cyan ripple cracks faintly appeared in the law cage, but it didn't seem to have caused substantial damage to the cage...

Hearing Lu Wuchang mention the green lotus seed, Fang Yang's void soul in the scorching sun of the golden crow, his crazy body trembled slightly, and a little human warmth rose from his heart in his fire eyes, looking at Chu Ge, Sen Han's fire hook face was a little less murderous: "Hmph! I don't want to kill him, but he has to leave something behind in order to be enlightened!"

"Hand of the Drought Fish, Golden Crow Swallowing Moon!"

Fang Yang's face was gloomy, and he roared at Chu Ge, an unimaginable super power emerged from the scorching sun, a three-legged golden black bird the size of a mountain flew out of the scorching sun, the bright and fierce heavenly fire streamer surrounded his body, a bloody mouth, and an inexplicable spatial suction came out of it, sucking Chu Ge in front of him.

The sky trembled, the flame space shook violently, boom, flames erupted, and extremely sharp claws pierced through the waves of fire, as if they were about to stab Chu Ge into pieces...

"The power of space, the red scales corrode!"

Seeing that the three golden crows seemed to be about to devour themselves, Chu Ge's heart tightened, and he used the Yuan Shen Kun corpse to launch the corrosive power of the red scale space, trying to block Fang Yang's terrifying blow.

Countless red scales fell off and scattered, forming a space of their own, and the seven-colored putref liquid turned into layers of red barriers, connecting the Huaimu Ding furnace to tightly wrap Chu Ge in it...

Hiss, click!

The sound of the spatial barrier shattering came from it, and in the claws of the three-legged golden crow, the cyan inscription law shone on the tip of the claw, and the invisible law power contained in it could actually penetrate the spatial barrier formed by the red scales without warning, and infiltrate into the Huaimu Qingtianding furnace.

The three-legged golden crow in front of him opened its golden mouth, like an endless abyss, constantly devouring the red scales that were torn to pieces, and then, the golden crow turned into a pagoda, and a powerful force came out of it, which was extremely terrifying, and Chu Ge couldn't move at all.

Snort, snort!

Chu Ge's face was a little ugly, the contours of his face were distorted, it was obviously difficult to breathe, his seven orifices were bleeding, his situation was extremely embarrassing, he was very miserable, a large amount of black blood splattered from his body, and a lot of blood-colored holes and scorching fire scorch scars appeared on his body...

"Hmph, hmph, enlightenment!" Fang Yang's void soul on the pagoda had a hideous face, and let out a contemptuous sneer, the two fire arms danced wildly, the golden nails on the fire hands quickly lengthened, and countless magic patterns flickered in it, terrifying and strange...

Bang!

Click! Blood dripped, mixed with the sound of bones shattering.

The five fingers of the Drought Devil's hand rotated, and the golden nails on the sharp fingertips glowed with a bloody golden black luster, like ten extremely sharp knives, slashing at Chu Ge.

Suddenly, one of Chu Ge's left arms was cut off by force. Blood splattered, and when the blood mist dispersed, Chu Ge's left arm flew up in the air, like a dull dry branch of dead wood, falling on top of the head of the Yuan Shen Kun corpse, and then burned and melted by the sea of fire and gold.

Ahhh

A scream from the soul came out of his mouth, the throbbing pain of limb separation, the pain of bursting blood vessels, the vague heartache in his brain, and a variety of pain synesthesia surged into his heart at the same time, Chu Ge covered his left shoulder with blood, and his heart-rending face was full of hysterical gloom and misery...

"You're really crazy!" Lu Impermanence, trapped in the cage of the law, his face was full of shock, and a seeping cold light erupted from the tender white tiger eyes, shrouded in ice and snow, and the pupils of the green dragon's snow shadow quickly widened, revealing a trace of inexplicable impulse, as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Four Elephant Holy Arts, the White Tiger is reborn!"

Lu Wuchang's body quickly became larger, elongated, the white tiger's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a shocking roar, at this time, in order to save Chu Ge's life, he couldn't take care of it anymore, and directly used his newly obtained Four Elephant Holy Technique from Mu Zhouzi: Tiger Corpse Technique!

The infinite golden light of the corpse path glowed from his body, Lu Impermanence's hands were sealed, and he recited a complex supreme mantra in his mouth, and a strange and terrifying light pattern crossed and formed on his body, and a white tiger phantom the size of a mountain fell from the sky and fell into Lu Impermanence's body.

The phantom of the white tiger sat cross-legged like a saint, and there were countless sun, moon and stars shining on his body, all kinds of mountains, rivers, plants and trees flying around, and inexplicably strange rune light laws floating back and forth, between the rotation of rune light, a burst of red blood light bloomed from Lu Wuchang's body, and a brilliant golden light spread in the cage, which contained infinite vitality.

"Break it for me!"

With a cold snort, the White Tiger Phantom slammed into the Law Cage, knocking the cage into a rune light pattern, forming a half-mountain-sized crack in the depths of the cage...

Just when Lu Impermanence was about to break out of the formation, Chu Ge's body not far away also trembled uncontrollably, and his body was full of blood and water, and the holy light of corpse qi suddenly changed in his body, and at the corpse vein of Huangquan, the black corpse king who had not moved for a long time was feverishly agitated...

With a hiss, a white-clothed phantom flew out of Chu Ge's body, and the white-clothed phantom looked indifferent, and there was a desolate old aura from the ruthless years on his body, which made people shudder.

The cold pupils were full of surprise, Fang Yang looked at the white-clothed phantom, and there was a hint of familiarity in the eyes of the dry corpse: "Corpse Ancestor Chen Feng..."

"Is he the Corpse Ancestor Chen Feng, or does he just look like the Corpse Ancestor Chen Feng?" When Lu Wuchang saw the white-clothed phantom appear, a question sounded in his heart, as a personal disciple of the Qinglong Protector, although he had not seen the corpse ancestor of the Corpse Puppet Sect, but the life deeds of Chen Feng and the statue of the corpse ancestor in the corpse ancestor hall of the corpse puppet sect, Lu Impermanence was deeply impressed.

This Chen Feng is a corpse ancestor of the Corpse Puppet Sect with outstanding achievements and prestige...

Chen Feng's figure was elegant, the purple light was flickering, and his body was shrouded in a layer of murderous aura that had been hidden for years, staring at Fang Yang's right hand that had appeared in the scorching sun, and sneered: "Unexpectedly, the Ancient Corpse King Drought Ray has been reduced to sustaining human souls to continue his life, it's really sad!"

The scorching sun shook slightly, the waves of fire slowly flowed backwards, irritable and restless, a hazy and graceful female figure floated out from Fang Yang's right hand, her posture was illusory, and she was seductive, a shocking divine soul power came out of her body, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, and she was shrouded in fire and mist: "What about you? Aren't you going to hide in a weak boy who has been planted with a demon seed?"

"We're just going our own way!" said the Drought Phantom with a cold snort, his flaming hands touching his once watery face.

"My true body is still in the Huangquan corpse ground, intact, and what about you? There is only one ruthless firehand left, right?" Chen Feng's expression was indifferent, a mockery from the soul came out from the corner of his mouth, he shook his head, no longer paid attention to the drought, smiled lightly, and turned into a drop of black blood with the breath of the ancient years, and seeped into Chu Ge's Huangquan corpse vein again.

is also the stand-in of the Corpse King, Chen Feng represents the generals of the Ancient Corpse King, and the hand of the Drought Devil represents the Drought of the Ancient Corpse King, but the current situation is very different! The Drought Devil can't even have a complete corpse, and can only rely on the hand of a Drought Devil blessed by the Soul of the Corpse to suck human souls and survive...

"You..." The corners of the purple lips were filled with shame and anger, and Chen Feng's mockery seemed to touch the peerless dignity in the depths of the soul of the Drought Corpse King, and a monstrous hatred surged into his heart, and as soon as the fire hand was raised, an inexplicable impulse lingered in his heart, and he couldn't sway it.

The fire was scorching, and the phantom of the drought fish rushed towards Fang Yang's sea of consciousness, and a soul-devouring Dao power penetrated into Fang Yang's body, she wanted to directly eat Fang Yang's soul: "Sacrifice your heavenly soul and earth soul to me, and I will help you reach the peak of the world!"

"No way! We have an agreement, you can't go back on your word like that!"

Seeing that the drought fish wanted to forcibly suck his own human soul, Fang Yang of course did not follow and fought against her.

The phantoms of the two souls are scurrying around in Fang Yang's body, you fight for me, they all want to occupy the dominance of Fang Yang's soul body, basically, whoever grabs the control of the soul is the real master of this body.

Bang bang bang!

The scorching sun that Fang Yang turned into collided everywhere in the flaming space, smashing the flaming space to pieces, and countless fire marks shattered and spread in it...

In a trance, clusters of flames erupted from the scorching sun, and the desolate aura in Fang Yang's body became stronger and stronger, and it was obvious that he had been at a disadvantage in the competition.

"The power of the kiss, receive!"

When he was at a loss, Fang Yang let out a loud shout, pinched his hands and put away his fire space, the blue reincarnation corpse qi quickly devoured in his body, and the fire space quickly became smaller, turning back into his crystal kiss coffin, sucking him into the coffin.