Chapter 479: The Final Battle of Mordor (3)
"Ang ββββ"
The little black dragon that suddenly appeared spread its broad wings, and its huge body soared into the sky, and the bipedal wyvern that swooped down let out a long and heroic dragon roar, and the rolling dragon power turned into invisible ripples and swept across the entire sky.
"Dragon!"
"The dragon is coming!"
"It's our dragon!"
The cheers and shouts suddenly exploded, quickly spreading throughout the entire coalition army, and the originally low morale suddenly took a 180-degree turn, soaring directly to the full.
"Did the dragon really reappear?" There was a hint of surprise in the piercing voice of the ring spirit, as it had seen the black dragon with its own eyes, it was still difficult to hide the shock in its heart when it faced this powerful legendary creature again.
The ugly ugly in the flight bent his neck, inhaled, the dragon's mouth erupted, and a big dragon flame fireball meteor shot straight at the ring spirit like a moon.
With a wave of one hand, the one-handed giant sword turned into a black light flashing, like lightning piercing the sky, splitting the dragon flame fireball with unparalleled momentum, scattering countless flame fragments.
"Roar!"
"Roar!!"
"Roar!!
This time, the cheers were switched to Sauron's camp.
Ignoring the oncoming dragon, the Ringwraith said to the mount under his crotch, "Go, go taste the dragon's blood." β
"Huh-"
With the blessing of the power of the ring spirit, the two-legged wyvern successfully got rid of the shock of the dragon and rushed forward head-on against the ugly.
The distance between the two sides is shrinking dramatically.
Seeing that he was about to hit his head head-on in the next second, the ring spirit's right arm shook, and the mace with a long chain rolled upside down like a hideous poisonous python, and flexibly turned a corner, avoiding the sharpness of the dragon's impact, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and flying devastation to the back of the ugly neck.
"Not good!"
At this moment, all the spectators whose eyes could keep up with the movements of the ring spirit all cried out, including the exclamations of several spiritual power controllers.
Speaking of the fury of physical power alone, the ugly may be able to resist at the cost of injury, but the black mist churning violently on the mace shows what terrible dark power it containsβat least the ugly ugly who has not yet reached the peak is absolutely impossible to resist.
What's even more terrifying is that at this time, this distance, both sides have been unavoidable, and there is no other way than hard connection. As an existence active in Middle-earth for two eras, the Ringwraith's grasp of the battle situation and the capture of fighters are far from being comparable to the immature ugliness.
At this time, the deep voice of the ring spirit sounded in time:
"Only a dragon with an advanced adult body has the power to hurt the ring spirit, and now you are too weak."
The face of the ring spirit is hidden in the empty helmet, no one can see clearly, but there is a trace of excitement in its voice, slaying the dragon, even in the world of the Lord of the Rings where there are gods, these two words also have an extraordinary magic, which makes everyone who has the opportunity to come into contact with it inexplicably excited, even the ring spirit is no exception.
What's more, at this time when the armies are facing each other, as long as the dragon is killed, the morale of the human camp will collapse directly, and Sauron will definitely be very satisfied with this.
However, the blow it had been planning for a long time failed.
The reason for this is simple, because its mount suddenly lost its head, and when it suddenly lost its balance, even the mace with it lost its direction.
But how could a wyvern suddenly lose its head?
At this time, Zheng Zhe's voice came from under the dragon's belly: "Ugly and ugly are not strong enough, how about me?" β
- Shoot the man before the horse, capture the thief and capture the king first.
Although Zheng Zhe's IQ has always been very urgent, his talent in combat is the top. He had the experience of fighting with the Ring Spirit, and he naturally knew that with the current strength of the Ugly Ugly, it was impossible to be the opponent of the King of the Ring Spirit, so how could he let the Ugly Ugly go to death?
The Ring Spirit snorted angrily, and jumped up from the corpse of the two-legged wyvern, and the big sword in his hand turned into black thunder and lightning that stretched through the sky, slashing towards the ugly volley.
As early as in the battle in the dense forest outside Rivendell, Zheng Zha's strength was already deeply feared by the ring spirit, even if it was the strongest form after the integration of the nine rings, he did not dare to say that he was sure of victory, so the ring spirit immediately targeted the ugly ugly, in the art of war, this is called attacking it and saving it.
"Damn, you're ruthless!" Zheng Zha really didn't care about anything else, and grabbed the fit before the black big sword fell, and was in front of the ugly.
However, this was the trick of the ring spirit to lure the enemy, its slash was just a feint, and after Zheng Zha was transferred, he turned over and landed firmly on the ugly back.
"Damn, it's a big deal now!" Zheng Zhe's face really changed. No matter how the battle goes, at least the battlefield has shifted to Chouhou, with Chou's huge body, he can launch a deadly attack at any time after being close to the ring spirit, unless Zheng Zha can also abandon his mount like the ring spirit as if he abandoned useless garbage, otherwise he can only fall into the situation of fighting fires everywhere and throwing rat traps, and the ring spirit will take the lead step by step.
- In just one round, the Ring Spirit successfully erased the gap in strength between the two sides, which is the wisdom brought by three thousand years.
When Zheng Zha fell into a bitter battle, Wang Yang also crossed the space and came to a desolate and remote place.
"This is the battlefield you chose?" Wang Yang glanced around and said, "It doesn't seem to be anything special. β
Luo Yinglong is rarely not on the Qingfeng Flying Sword, but down-to-earth, but the earth he has stepped on, part of which has been raised high within a radius of ten miles, forming a landform similar to a cliff, even if the peaks of Modo are mainly rugged and weird, they can still be seen to be very different from the surrounding terrain, Luo Yinglong said solemnly: "Cultivation is the way of Taoism and nature, internalizing heaven and earth, for a true cultivator, in any environment, he can borrow strength from the way of heaven and evolve a small world that is beneficial to himself, It is also commonly known as the formation. Those who use the right time and place to cover up their incompetence are just a group of pseudo-cultivators who have nothing to do with the 'Dao' and can only stay at the level of 'art'. β
When Wang Yang heard this, he sensed it carefully, and sure enough, he found that the vitality of this place was very different, in short, it was only in and out, and it was connected from end to end, forming a strange internal circulation, and the life and death enchantment of Takahashi Sunset was very similar to it, but the energy operation and change composition was far inferior, and even with Wang Yang's current spiritual cultivation and the attainment of the Five Elements Method, it was also a fog and a blur.
Wang Yang's heart suddenly moved: Could it be that this is the ten-party reincarnation array of Zheng Zhe's body and clone body in the final battle?
Sure enough, Luo Yinglong continued: "This is called the Ten Directions Reincarnation Array, which can absorb the overflowing part of the energy, in addition to strengthening the battlefield itself, which is not easy to be shattered by the power of battle, it can also allow me to borrow this part of the energy to make up for the lack of its own strength, after all, the Saiyans are the most famous body cultivators, and in terms of energy manipulation, only the Eastern Wu Clan can match it, and it can be called the first combat race under the saints." β
"This ten-party reincarnation array is not a large array for attacking, to be precise, it is a formation prepared for the battle of cultivators, but it is not a life-and-death battle, but a formation used in the internal competition of the cultivator sect, this formation is characterized by absorbing the overflowing energy of the fighters in the formation, and strengthening the field with these energies, and at the same time strengthening the formation, so that the people inside are easy to come out, and the people outside are difficult to enter, so as to achieve the effect of defense interference competition, and at the same time, In the spirit of not being wasted, the excess overflow energy is usually scattered around the arena as the aura of heaven and earth, but now it is up to me to directly take it for myself, in other words, as the intensity of the battle between us increases, the effect of defending against external interference will gradually increase, and the energy replenishment I get will also increase. β
Wang Yang looked at him with blazing eyes: "Luo Yinglong, you should know that even if you add these, the victory and defeat between you and me is still irreversible; I passed on the Dragon Emperor's exercises to you in the hope that you could go further, not be buried here in vain. β
"Of course I do." Luo Yinglong took a deep breath and said word by word, "With your strength today, no one in the seventeen reincarnation teams dares to say that they will win." But since I have chosen the path of cultivating the truth, I am destined to go against the sky, if I blindly seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, how can I be worthy of being your opponent? β
Wang Yang raised his eyebrows, like two divine swords, and flew straight into the sky: "That's a good point!" With these words, my practice has not been passed on to the wrong person. β
Luo Yinglong let out a long roar, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and shouted: "The sword is coming!" I saw a brilliant blue light suddenly appear from the scabbard behind him, turning into a green dragon and rolling up Luo Yinglong to the sky.
During the rapid flight, Luo Yinglong's face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted loudly: "Then I will use the last hole card, this move was originally a move prepared for that Zhao pervert's extreme speed...... Demon subduing demon array! β
Then he took out eight small flags from his arms, only to see him throw these eight small flags down, these eight small flags rose when they saw the wind, but in an instant they rose to eight huge flags of several meters, and these eight flags surrounded Wang Yang and fell downward, and Wang Yang suddenly felt that his body was a hundred times heavier, and cracks suddenly appeared on the ground under his feet.
"This is the best magic weapon that I collected a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures in the Shushan world, carefully refined for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and finally attracted the heavenly thunder to refine and finally take shape, to fully exert its power, I have to reach the Yuan Infant stage, until now, I have not seen anyone who can escape its attack!"
Luo Yinglong spoke very quickly, and at the same time, his hands that played the magic trick quickly brought out a string of phantoms, and the true yuan power in his body leaked out as if he didn't want to die.
"Qian, Kun, Li, Kan, Zhen, Xun, Gen, Dui!"
With the recitation of the eight-character mantra, the eight ancient seal characters suddenly appeared on the eight flags, and the gossip symbols represented by these eight characters appeared on the back of the flags. Then, the eight flags rotated with the sound of the voice, Wang Yang, who was in the middle of it, suddenly felt that the pressure around him was suddenly huge, pressing him between the flags and unable to move, the premonition of danger from his intuition made him dare not be careless, and the majestic vitality came out of his body, leaving a faint glimmer around him.
"Tushi purple fire refining ten thousand demons, gossip magic to eliminate the heavenly demons! Haste as the law......"
"Tushi Purple Fire Gossip Furnace!"
As Luo Yinglong's last voice was pronounced, his voice had become more and more distant, as if the Taishang Laojun above the nine heavens was speaking, and suddenly a Taiji figure appeared from under his feet, Luo Yinglong stood on top of this Taiji diagram, with the release of his true yuan force, this Taiji diagram slowly rotated, and from the Taiji diagram appeared a cluster of purple flames, these purple flames gathered into a group, and then fell straight down one by one, and fell into the flag.
"I know that you have already cultivated the Mixed Yuan Fire Qi, even the Fire Demon Natal Fire can't hurt you in the slightest, but if you underestimate the world, it would be a big mistake. Today, I will let you see the real mystery of our oriental cultivation system - Vermilion Bird True Fire! β