In the Great Trapped Dragon Array, the battle has lasted for nearly three days.

During these three days, due to the exhaustion of strength and the fatigue of long battles, the war was stopped several times, but it was not long before the war resumed.

After three days of fighting, the entire island was beaten to the ground, and the mountain peaks were razed to the ground.

In the battlefield, only Ye Tso and the metallic wurmmon, as well as Michael, were still alive, and as for those ten-winged angels, after they died, they were quickly gnawed by the galaxy ants and there was no scum left.

Originally, Ye mistakenly thought that the energy of the wurmon would be quickly consumed in his crazy attack, but in the end, he reluctantly found that even if the wurmon did not use the dragon's breath, with the strength of its physical body alone, it would not be tired for most of the day.

Ye Cuo's crazy attack, the consumption of the true yuan in his body will naturally accelerate, even if he has Kunlun Ruin, and uses the Hundred Spice Spirit Treasure Basket to assist, the recovery speed of the true yuan is amazing, but it is difficult to keep up with the speed of consumption.

When the true yuan was consumed to a certain extent, Ye Cuo had to slow down, or even cease fighting, and then seize the time to restore the true yuan.

And the wurmon does not have a treasure that can quickly recover its strength, its consumption is naturally much more serious than Ye Cuo, when Ye Cuo stops attacking, the wurmmon does not attack Ye Cuo, it is also racing against time to recover its strength.

After all the Deca-winged Angels were killed by the Galaxy Ants, and Michael had no helpers, he was still impermeable in the attack of the Galaxy Ants, so that the Galaxy Ants couldn't help him.

At this time, Michael and thousands of galactic ants were inseparable, and the battle between Ye Cuo and the wurmon was extremely fierce, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Michael's body was shrouded in layers of holy light, and outside the holy light, dense galactic ants surrounded him, but maybe they had eaten enough in the past three days, and Ye Cuo's order to them was that they only needed to entangle Michael, so they just besieged but did not attack.

"These abominable ants!"

Michael was extremely depressed, because he had tried one method after another, trying to kill the galaxy ants, but the best result was nothing more than turning the galaxy ants into a piece of powder, but after a while, the galaxy ants would recondense their bodies.

"Metallic wurmmon and Ye Cuo have had several truces to recover their strength, and their strength can be restored, but the mental exhaustion is not so easy to recover, and their battle is about to come to an end......"

Michael knew very well in his heart that the injuries on Ye Cuo's body at this moment were not light, and he had not recovered from a truce for nearly ten hours, and his strength was extremely consumed.

Moreover, he also found that perhaps because of the long battle, or other reasons, the wurmmon gradually began to weaken at this time, not only its attack power, but also its defense power was not as strong as before.

"If the wurmmon doesn't have a more powerful killing move, it won't be long before it will be killed by Ye Cuo......"

Thinking of this, Michael couldn't help but worry in his heart: "If the wurmon is killed by Ye Cuo, even if he is also seriously injured by the wurmmon, but he still has these ants to help, the last person to die must be me!"

Although Michael was very unwilling, he couldn't help but have the idea of escaping in his heart: "The power of this formation seems to be weakening, maybe it won't be long before this formation will be self-defeating because of the exhaustion of power, and if there is no chance to kill Ye Cuo at that time, I must flee as soon as possible......"

"Little Miscellaneous Dragon, your strength is about to run out, and your body is constantly weakening, and even your defense is weakening!"

Ye Cuo learned from the bad old man that the reason why the wurmmon became weak was because of the sequelae left by the previous use of mental attacks.

Moreover, the wurmmon has been fighting continuously for so long, and it has not had time to recover effectively, and now it can no longer be suppressed, and the sequelae have finally attacked.

At this time, Ye Cuo turned into a hundred-meter-long golden dragon, and his laughter came out of the dragon's mouth: "Haha, it won't be long before your death is coming!"

Bang!

The tail of the golden dragon smashed into the body of the wurmmon, and the body of the wurmon was hit with a huge force, and it retreated dozens of meters again and again.

Moreover, the tail of the golden dragon happened to hit the wound on the back of the wurmmon, and immediately a piece of flesh and blood flew sideways.

Roar!

The wurmon roared in anger and pain.

Ye Cuo knew that even if he turned into a golden dragon and his strength became stronger, if the wurmon was not in a weak state, his blow would not be able to repel it at all, let alone the wound that hit its back, which made its injury worse.

Almost just when the wurmmon had just stabilized its body, the golden dragon's attack fell on it again.

Ye Cuo didn't waste time, naturally he wanted to take advantage of the Wurmmon's injury, seize the opportunity to make it more injured, and kill it as soon as possible.

Rumble!

The wurmmon's body didn't fall backwards, but flew backwards, and finally slammed to the ground, the earth shaking, but it instantly stood up and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Then, its tail swept out as well, and then collided with the tail of the pursuing golden dragon.

Bang!

The wurmon flew upside down, and the golden dragon incarnated by Ye Cuo also flew upside down for hundreds of meters in the power of the shock, and then the golden dragon launched an attack on the wurmmon again.

Time passed, the fighting continued, and soon another two or three hours passed.

Rumble!

The wurmon was whipped away by the golden dragon's tail and fell to the ground, its mouth wide open and it breathed heavily, but it didn't immediately get up.

And Ye Cuo looked at the wurmon that fell to the ground, but he knew that the wurmon didn't want to stand up, but it didn't have the strength to stand up.

At this moment, the golden dragon attacked the wurmmon's body again, and the continuous attacks smashed the wurmmon's body into the ground.

The wurmon wanted to fight back, but its strength was too exhausted, and its injuries were serious, and it was no longer able to fight back, if it wasn't for its physical strength enough, it would have already lost its breath by now.

Roar!

The wurmmon roared, but it looked very weak, and its weak voice was full of pain.

"Little Miscellaneous Dragon, die!"

Ye Cuo's voice also sounded a little weak, after all, his strength consumption was also very large now, and his injuries were not light.

However, there was a faint hint of excitement in his voice, because as long as the wurmon died, he would get the Golden Dragon Ball, and as long as it was a little while, he would definitely be able to enter the Tongxuan Realm.

After attacking continuously for more than ten minutes, the wurmmon's eyes were full of unwillingness, and it slowly closed, and then there was no more sound.

"Finally dead!"

Seeing the wurm beast die, the golden dragon's body flashed with golden light, Ye Cuo could no longer maintain the body of the dragon, and turned back into a human body, supporting the ground with a magic sword, breathing rapidly.

There was excitement in his eyes, but the next moment, his gaze looked beyond the island, and his face changed suddenly.