Chapter 159: Fierce Fight, Su Yang Comes to Help (I)

The wind, the sound of hunting.

Sagra's robe began to flutter in the wind, and the momentum in his body was in full swing. The expression on his face was also solemn.

"Yo, old shaman, I'm not used to being so serious at the beginning. Seeing Sagra's appearance, Jiu Changsheng couldn't help but laugh.

Sagra's solemn expression did not change in the slightest, and he said while mobilizing the fighting qi in his body: "If you are not serious, you can't do it, in the face of your wine immortality, there is no holy rank on the Arad continent who dares to say anything to fight casually." ”

When Jiu Changsheng heard this, he was noncommittal, and he stopped talking.

Indeed, his reputation on the continent is not blown. All the old powerhouses on this continent who are a little older clearly remember how Jiu Changsheng killed the three holy ranks at the same time with one rope and one sword, don't talk about anything in front of Jiu Changsheng and keep one hand, because as long as you keep one hand, then it will be your life to stay.

Sagra was still mobilizing his fighting spirit, and in the blink of an eye, the wings of his fighting spirit and the armor of his fighting spirit appeared, a scene that made Dumont, who was standing by the altar, dumbfounded. Dumont, who had lived for less than a hundred years, had naturally never heard of the prestige of wine immortality, so he didn't understand what capital the human in front of him had to make Sagra look at it so formally.

"High Chief, shall we go to the aid of the High Priest?" asked a black-clad orc.

Dumont glanced at Black Eagle and said, "Now our task is to help Meng incorporate Beamon's will into his body as soon as possible, as long as he succeeds, it will help the High Priest more than anything else, understand?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, then increase the output of vindictive energy. ”

"Understood. ”

With that, Dumont and the other seven black-clothed orcs gathered around the Bloodline Altar increased the amount of fighting energy they could output to the Bloodline Altar. As they exerted their strength, Meng's originally calm expression at the top of the altar gradually became hideous.

And the giant beast phantom that had completely solidified with the passage of time began to approach the top of Meng's head, and a trace of blood qi drawn from Meng's body began to link with the giant beast.

The other side.

Looking at Meng with a hideous expression on the altar, Jiu Changsheng couldn't help but smile and asked, "Old shaman, are you so relieved that your gang of cubs are messing around like this?" ”

Sagra glanced sideways at the altar slightly, and shook his head, "It's false to say that I'm not worried, but isn't this also forced out by your old friend." Don't talk about me, let's talk about you. ”

"What do I have to say?"

"I've been preparing for so long, shouldn't you let me see your golden fighting spirit again?"

Jiu Changsheng smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to see it." ”

Before the word "Why......" could come out of Sagra's mouth, Jiu Changsheng continued: "I don't have any fighting spirit anymore. ”

Jiu Changsheng's words surprised Sagra, and it took a long time for Sagra to look at Jiu Changsheng with a solemn expression and say, "You have found your way." ”

"That's right. ”

"Hiss......"

Sagra took a deep breath of cold air and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that with the guidance of the beast god, I thought that with the guidance of the beast god, I would find the way one step ahead of you, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that Jiu Changsheng is worthy of being Jiu Changsheng." ”

"But even so, I'm going to ask you for a lesson or two today. Sagra's voice changed and he said firmly: "For the sake of the great cause of my clan, I have offended my old friend. ”

With that, Sagra took the lead, and a gray fighting aura shot out from his hand.

Jiu Changsheng smiled slightly, didn't dodge, only raised his left hand and pointed at the gray fighting qi, and the gray fighting qi dispersed out of thin air.

Sagra was not surprised, he knew very well that even if Jiu Changsheng had already lost his fighting spirit. But if he can't even take such a simple temptation, then he won't be a wine immortal.

After a temptation, he found that Jiu Changsheng really had no fighting spirit as he said, Sagra no longer hesitated, and the scepter in his right hand gave birth to two crescent-shaped curved blades condensed by fighting qi under the infusion of fighting energy. At the same time, the wings of the fighting spirit fluttered and rushed towards Jiu Changsheng.

Seeing this, Jiu Changsheng put his hands behind his back, and his body moved back quickly with a few taps of his footsteps, and said as he moved: "Good Xian'er, it's good to lend me the Yuanming Sword to use." ”

Jiu Xian'er was noncommittal, and pulled out a soft sword from his waist and threw it in the direction of Jiu Changsheng.

Wine Fairy's movements, Sagra naturally saw it in his eyes, of course he wouldn't just let Jiu Changsheng get his wish. I saw his eyes narrow, his left hand clenched into a fist and smashed in the direction of the Yuan Ming Sword, a wave of fighting energy gushed out, and the flight trajectory of the Yuan Ming Sword immediately deviated.

And Jiu Changsheng was not annoyed, still smiling, as if this situation was not expected by him at all.

Jiu Changsheng's expression made Sagra, who was constantly approaching him, feel a chill in his heart, and sure enough, he saw Jiu Changsheng's hands behind him suddenly poke out and make a move towards the Yuan Ming Sword that had begun to fall towards the ground, and the Yuan Ming Sword was directly fixed in mid-air as if it had spirituality, and then turned around and flew towards Jiu Changsheng's outstretched right hand.

This scene made Sagra's expression stunned, and he couldn't help but say, "What kind of demon method are you?"

Holding the Yuanming Sword in his hand steadily, Jiu Changsheng explained while caressing the blade of the Yuanming Sword: "It's just the use of the law, old shaman, don't make such a fuss. ”

"Laws?"

Sagra had a skeptical look, he was already an existence at the middle level of the Holy Rank who was about to break through to the advanced level of the Holy Order, but he had never heard of the law and could use it like this. What's more, isn't the power of the law only exerted under the control of fighting spirit or magic power?

Isn't this wine immortal no longer vindictive?How can he still use the law, is he lying to me?Sagra thought.

However, Jiu Changsheng didn't have time to answer these questions in his heart now, and with the Yuan Ming Sword in hand, Jiu Changsheng's momentum also changed.

A tragic and murderous aura emanated from Jiu Changsheng's body, and feeling this momentum, Sagra's face became very ugly, and he muttered, "The Law of Killing! You haven't even given up this path." ”

At this time, Jiu Changsheng's appearance also changed greatly, his original white hair turned silver in a blink of an eye, and his face became younger. In a short time, a kind old man with gray hair turned into a young man with long silver hair and handsome eyebrows.

This change, not only Sagra was stunned, but even the wine fairy on the side was also dumbfounded, she didn't expect her unreliable grandfather, who had been missing for ten years, to be so handsome when he was young!

"Well, it feels good to be young, come on, let's hurry up, I don't have much time but a stick of incense. The young wine Changsheng said with a smile, but that smile looked like the smile of the big bad wolf when he faced Little Red Riding Hood, and Sagra was the little red riding hood.

Goo-dong.

Sagra swallowed a rare mouthful of saliva, a trace of nervousness rose from the bottom of his heart, seeing that Jiu Changsheng had an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he shook his head vigorously to calm his mind, and then said: "The law of killing, the law of time, old friend, I can't understand you anymore, which way are you going?"

Jiu Changsheng smiled without saying a word, raised his right hand, and the Yuan Ming Sword lightly moved forward, and a sword intent was released.

Bang bang bang

There was a bang.

Wherever the sword intent of Jiu Changsheng was affected, all the weapons were shattered, and even the scepter in Sagra's hand returned to its original bare appearance.

"Heh, and the law of the sword. Sagra's face was even more bitter.

At this time, Jiu Changsheng put the Yuanming sword on his waist, and then with a wave of his hand, a sword qi similar to a fighting qi slash instantly slashed towards Sagra.

"Realm: Petrochemical Enchantment"

Sagra didn't even think about it, and directly released the domain, and after entering Sagra's domain, the sword qi was not petrified as Sagra expected, but instead increased its speed and hit directly on the armor of the fighting qi on Sagra's body.

Woohoo

The Dou Qi Armor was directly shattered, and it was thanks to this Dou Qi Armor that Sagra had plenty of time to react. In this breath, Sagra directly instilled all the fighting energy into the realm.

With the blessing of a large amount of Dou Qi, Sagra's domain power increased greatly, and he finally rushed to petrify it while the sword qi shattered the armor of Dou Qi.

"Whew... Call... Phew..."Sagra gasped, bean-sized sweat dripping down his forehead. In such a short period of effort, he was forced to this step by Jiu Changsheng.

"Wine longevity is worthy of wine longevity. Sagra exclaimed again.

"That's of course, old shaman. The young wine Changsheng seemed to be less humble and more arrogant than before, and in the face of Sagra's praise, he did not refuse but accepted it.

"In that case, some of my hole cards can be used as well. Sagra's smile flickered, and with a slam of his right hand he slammed the scepter into the ground, and then let out a loud roar, and green veins appeared on his face.

"Mad Transformation Technique?" said Jiu Changsheng with a slight heaviness.

"Exactly!"

(End of chapter.) ）