Chapter 418: Yitong's Secret Weapon—Pure Heart Talisman
Those timid elders, seeing this scene, grabbed their companions tightly and wet each other's clothes with sweat in one hand.
They thought of their centipedes, spiders, vipers, and maggots, which were cute little cuties compared to the monsters in front of them.
Long Zhenbang and Long Zhenhai were hiding in the corner and squatting, seeing their father become such a terrifying appearance, they were a little scared in their hearts, and the cold sweat behind them couldn't stop flowing.
"Brother, my father has become like this, and I don't know if he still recognizes us. We got his body back. Will he think that we are going to be unfavorable to him, and the six relatives will come and bite us? Long Zhenhai's voice trembled a little.
"What stupid are you talking about? No matter what Dad becomes, he is our Dad and will never harm us. Long Zhenbang said with insufficient confidence.
Those sharp teeth did almost no damage to Yitong, and Yitong laughed and shouted itching at one point.
"Bone Breaker!" When Yue Dengfeng saw this scene, his lungs exploded, and he ordered again.
The corpse of the fifth master of the dragon roared angrily, and attacked Yitong again, this time it was different, at some point, he actually held a huge bone hammer in his hand.
He wielded his hammer and struck it at Yitong's body. Each hammer brings a gust of wind, which shows the great power.
Bang bang ~ The hammer seemed to have hit something hard, and it bounced back quickly, if it weren't for the fact that Long Wuye's body didn't feel it, his hands would be numb at this time.
Some people who are hiding sigh that the copper skin and iron bones are probably what he looks like.
Some elders were secretly glad that the sect leader had hidden so many means to press the bottom of the box, but fortunately they didn't contradict or offend him in the first place, otherwise they would have been buried under the loess for a long time.
Yitong felt that the strength of this puppet corpse had reached the Jindan level, and every time he hit, he could push himself back a step, and he could force himself to this point, his strength was really good.
Slowly, Yitong felt that something was wrong, and her consciousness seemed to be a little blurry, and all kinds of emotions came to her heart, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes angry. What exactly affects yourself?
He looked down and saw that his silver-white robe had been dyed red, red, black and black at some point, with some yellow in the middle.
It turns out that this evil also has the function of eroding the divine consciousness. I almost fell in his way.
The muscles of the whole body tightened, and a blue flame ignited all over the body. As soon as Long Wuye's soul body touched these blue flames, it was like being burned, and it bounced away with a scream.
Long Wuye looked at Yi Tong, who had hurt him, and kept waving his arms to launch a yin wind attack, and wherever his yin wind went, the water condensed into ice.
Yitong smiled, carving insect skills, look at me.
He turned the blue flames on his body suddenly to red, like a chameleon.
The red flame cracked the Yin Wind attack of Long Wuye, and when the Yin Wind touched Yi Tong's body, it turned into a mist and fell.
The ground became wet and muddy.
The flames also made the Yin Soul of the Fifth Master of Long restless, as if the heat waves of those flames would rush towards them from time to time.
Fifth Master Long looked very uncomfortable, circling beside Yue Dengfeng.
"Dad, is Dad hurt?" Long Zhenhai pulled down Long Zhenbang's sleeve and asked.
"It's inevitable that our father will have some injuries, and it's not so easy to deal with that person at first glance, as long as he doesn't lose his soul, it's a blessing." Long Zhenbang said.
The other elders' eyebrows were twisted into a dead knot, why wasn't that evil god dead? When exactly are we going to get out of this place?
Seeing that the Yin Demon attack had failed, Yue Dengfeng angrily took out a simple and sharp dagger and slashed it fiercely on his hand, and bright red blood suddenly gushed out, some dripping down along his wrists and elbows.
"Sacrifice! Soul and body are one! ”
The sweet smell of blood filled the entire hall, and the body and soul of Long Wuye seemed to have seen tempting food, and they rushed over frantically, constantly sucking the flowing blood, as if they were eating a gluttonous feast.
Those elders and disciples covered their mouths when they saw this scene, afraid that they would scream in shock.
Is this to sacrifice oneself to a monster? What's the point of winning?
If I obediently succumb, wouldn't I be a slave? At least my life is still there, and I am not afraid of no firewood to stay in the green mountains. It's stupid to do that!
Yue Dengfeng, who had lost blood, was pale, and there was a sense of weakness in his body, but he was generally in good spirits.
His blood condensed into a rope, tightly tying the body and soul of Long Wuye together.
The rope gradually tightened, and Long Wuye's soul was slowly strangled into the corpse.
At first, the two individuals were still repulsing, popping up with each other. Slowly, the reaction of rejection became weaker and weaker, and half of the body of Long Wuye's soul had already fused into the corpse.
Both the corpse and the soul howled in pain, Yue Dengfeng suddenly exerted his strength, and the blood-colored rope suddenly tightened, and the two individuals merged into one.
At this time, the corpse was no longer the Long Fifth Master who rolled his eyes, but the Long Fifth Master whose eyes had returned to Qingming. The corpse looked like it had regained its senses, and it wasn't just a cold corpse.
"Attack!" Yue Dengfeng gave an order to Yitong.
Long Wuye pinched his fingers and shook his head, the joints of his body crackled, as if he hadn't moved for a long time.
"Fifteen moves left. You're going to have to watch it, and after fifteen moves, I'm going to do it. Yitong reminded Yue Dengfeng Dao.
Yue Dengfeng was also anxious, and he had been silently counting how many moves there were and how many opportunities there were.
Long Wuye first collided, and then constantly attacked the weak parts of the human body, such as eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and the like.
He summoned the bone hammer again, and smashed it at Yitong repeatedly. His hammer was contaminated with the yellow-green qi in his soul, and Yitong felt extremely uncomfortable, he had almost been contaminated with those gases before, and he was affected.
He kept calculating how many tricks he had left to fight back, and he was a little impatient.
"Collapse Strike!" Long Wuye shouted.
He leapt from the ground, raised his sledgehammer, and slammed it down on Yitong. The force was so fierce that the floor of the entire lobby shook, and the walls were crumbling, and the gray sand was constantly falling down.
The elders and the two brothers of the Long family who were hiding in the corners were covered with gray sand, as if they had just climbed up from the ground. Is this going to smash the lobby and rebuild it?
Yitong blocked the blow with both arms and smashed his entire calf to the ground.