Chapter 748: Wanlin Trapped Dragon Formation

"Earthling, you have angered me, you have succeeded in angering me!"

The Fish-Man Ancestral God was completely angry, this anger was unprecedented, it had never been angry in 13,000 years, its eyes were breathing fire, and the cold, snowflakes, and frost around it were constantly surging.

All of a sudden, the cold wind was howling, the snowflakes were flying, the frost was condensing, and the area where the Sea Beast City was located seemed to have stepped into the cold winter wax moon in advance.

"Earthlings, you give me death!"

The Fish-Man Ancestral God roared angrily, and the water of the Zombie Star turned into countless thin steel needles, shooting towards Ying Yue like an overwhelming force.

"I've become smarter, and I actually plan to expand the range of my attack, but unfortunately it's useless to me!"

Ying Yue's eyes were indifferent, looking at the thousands of steel needles that shot in, there was no joy or sorrow, calm and scary, as he said before, these Zombie Star Water are indeed good things!

One drop, it weighs 180 pounds, this is so terrifying, it is almost comparable to the real water of the netherworld, you must know that there are strange things in heaven and earth, and it is difficult to get.

Strange things like heaven and earth such as Netherworld True Water are not very common in the fairy world, and Ying Yue never thought that he could see them on the earth, it is too rare.

However, the water flow taken out by the Fishman Ancestor God, although it is not the real Netherworld True Water, but regardless of its form or its characteristics, it has a bit of the taste of Netherworld True Water.

Ying Yue boldly guessed that although this black water flow was not Netherworld True Water, it must be a second-class strange water, and even so, it would be of great use!

"It seems that this old monster who has been to the depths of the galaxy and lived for thirteen thousand years must have a lot of good treasures!"

Thinking so in his heart, Ying Yue's figure was not slow, but he pointed out, and slowly spit out a word in his mouth: "Town"!

"Hum—"

An unfathomable force stretched out invisibly, and countless sharp steel needles that originally shot into front of him from all directions instantly froze in place.

"Since it's a good thing, then I'll laugh at it!"

Immediately, with a wave of Ying Yue's big sleeves, he saw countless steel needles strangely disappear in place, and they were actually sent into the dragon breeding realm by Ying Yue.

The dragon breeding world is the safest.

Ying Yue was worried that with the ability of the Fishman Ancestral God, if he sent this Zombie Star Water to an ordinary spatial tool like the Water Blue Bead, it might be taken away.

But the dragon breeding world is different, no matter how strong your fishman ancestor god is, you don't want to take anything from the immortal weapon.

Sure enough, the Fishman Ancestor God couldn't sense the trace of the Zombie Star Water, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he roared: "Earthling, what about the Zombie Star Water?" Where did you receive it? ”

Ying Yue didn't pay attention to it at all, slowly stretched out his right hand, and said lightly: "Come and don't be rude, you can also take my move!" ”

As soon as the words fell, sharp wooden spikes grew out of Ying Yue's palm, and then broke away from his palm and suspended into the air.

1,2,3…… 9, there are 9 roots.

The 9 wooden thorns are one meter long and the thickness of an adult's thumb, and they are suspended in the air, lined up in a circle, floating up and down, ready to strike at any time.

"This is the wooden spear I condensed with pure wood true element, I advise you not to underestimate them, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

As he spoke, Ying Yue waved his hand, and the 9 wooden thorns instantly turned into an afterimage and shot out.

"Humph! Something made of wood, and you still want to hurt me? ”

The Fishman Ancestral God looked disdainful, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he saw it swing in the air, and a wall of water appeared in front of him.

"Poof—"

It's just that, to everyone's surprise, 9 wooden thorns were still flying in mid-air, but at this time, there was a burst of puffing sound of flesh being pierced, and then, the face of the fish-man ancestor god changed.

Its body trembled slightly, its face became distorted, looking at the wooden thorns that were still flying towards it, and feeling the hot sting pain behind it, its face was hideous: "You...... You've attacked me? ”

"The real is the virtual, the virtual is the real, the feint, don't you understand?"

Ying Yue shook his head and beckoned, and the nine wooden thorns turned around abruptly, returned to him, and flew up and down around him.

"Earthlings, you are so despicable!"

The Fishman Ancestor God pointed at Ying Yue and roared angrily.

"Despicable? You're too young! ”

Ying Yue shook his head slightly, glanced at the blood-colored lake below, and said lightly: "It's almost time, it's time to make a break!" ”

After speaking, Ying Yue spread out his palm, and one after another wooden thorns emerged from his palm, and in the blink of an eye, there were 40 more wooden thorns in the sky.

"Fishman, today, I will shoot you with these 49 wooden guns!"

Ying Yue slowly spit out these words, his face became solemn, and then, his hands turned into an afterimage, dancing quickly.

One spell after another came out of his hand, and everyone only saw that as Ying Yue danced his hands, one golden rune after another jumped out of his hand, like a golden tadpole, winding towards the 49 wooden thorns.

"Buzz—"

After a few moments, the 49 wooden spears were completely encased in golden tadpoles, turning brilliant gold and shaking.

"Spirit Law Wanlin Trapped Dragon Formation, out!"

Finally, as the last magic seal was cast, Ying Yue's eyes widened, and he burst out of his mouth with this sentence, and his hands snapped together.

"Smack-"

In an instant, 49 golden wooden thorns shot out in an instant, but their trajectory was not straight, but curved.

The target is not the Fishman Ancestral God, but the void around it.

The speed of these golden wooden spikes was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to its body under the guarded gaze of the Fishman Ancestral God.

"Buzz—"

Then, the surface of the wooden thorns bloomed with golden light, releasing brilliant golden light, and then, these wooden thorns instantly extended and became longer.

In a dazzling effort, a golden cage was formed.

This old dragon is ten meters tall and has a golden glow all over, and is composed of wooden thorns crawling with golden tadpole runes, directly sealing the fish-man ancestral god in it.

"Earthling, do you think you can trap me with this kind of thing? It's just whimsical! ”

Seeing this, the Fishman Ancestor God couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a mocking face: "I am a true god, control the space, your little trick looks cool, but it can't trap me at all!" ”

"Really?"

The corners of Ying Yue's mouth curled: "You can try it!" ”

Immediately, he no longer paid attention to the Fishman Ancestral God, but landed out of thin air, came to the surroundings of the blood-colored lake, and turned his head to look.

"The time is almost up, and in a short time, these unjust souls will be summoned by the six reincarnations, and leave this world forever, and at that time, it will be difficult for Da Luo Jin Immortal to be saved!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ying Yue didn't dare to slack off, and as soon as his mind moved, one after another wooden thorns flew out of his body and flew to the sand at the edge of the lake.

Then, the thorns rise in the wind, instantly thicker and longer, and then stacked, combined, and built on top of each other......

In just a few snaps of his fingers, a strange thing 100 meters high appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"What is this?"

"Why does it look like an altar?"

PS: 3000 people, don't give a damn!

(End of chapter)