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"Roar"

A mighty and mighty dragon flew out from the purple-golden light cluster and appeared above the head of the white-clothed soul saint at an incredible speed.

"Roar"

The purple-gold dragon opened its blood basin mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and spat out a purple and gold giant chain from its blood basin mouth, directly binding the white-clothed soul saint to a solid knot.

Purple-gold inscriptions, like purple-gold elves, swirled and danced around the white-clothed soul saint, exuding a mysterious aura.

Seeing this, the white-clothed soul saint couldn't help but be shocked!

He found that he could no longer move, and the giant fists of the eleven golden armor people around him continued to attack his body fiercely.

From the golden giant fist of the golden armor man, a powerful and incomparable golden giant fist light and shadow galloped out.

Now, if the white-clothed soul saint can't break free from the shackles of the golden dragon's trap, he will become a living target, allowing the golden armor people to attack, which is very passive and disadvantageous!

"Roar!"

The Eightfold Soul Saint let out a roar, and it violently broke free.

Dense cracks immediately appeared on the chains of the golden dragon trap, as if they were about to shatter.

If it weren't for Chen Shaofan's joint use of the Five Great Killing Dao, the power of the Golden Dragon Trap would have increased by a factor of thirteen, and the strength of his physical body would have increased, and the Golden Dragon Trap would have been immediately defeated by the Eightfold Soul Saint.

"Roar—"

At this moment, the dragon phantom let out a heaven-shaking dragon groan, and its teeth and claws disappeared into the purple-gold chain.

Suddenly, the cracks showed the slightest sign of healing.

The white-clothed soul saint frowned into a profound Sichuan character, and his face was full of gloom and viciousness.

At this moment, a total of twenty-two golden fist shadows strangely pierced the golden dragon trap and acted on the body of the white-clothed soul saint.

On the one hand, the white-clothed soul saint was just struggling, wanting to break free from the shackles of the golden dragon trap, and temporarily used all his strength to fight against the golden dragon trap, and did not exert a strong defense;

"Ahh

The Soul Saint Eightfold White-clothed Sage let out a terrible scream, and the twenty-two fist shadows solidly applied to his body.

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath all over his body was very chaotic.

The Soul Saint didn't care about the injury, and burst out with a powerful and incomparable coercion all over his body, ready to use his powerful and unparalleled skills to break through the shackles of this golden dragon trap.

"Roar~~~"

Immediately after, another deafening dragon groan sounded.

The second purple-gold dragon appeared above the white-clothed Soul Saint's head, opened its bloody mouth, and another purple-gold chain erupted, blessing the Soul Saint's body.

The power of the two golden dragon traps was superimposed together, and it became even more powerful and impregnable!

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed soul saint's eyes were about to split, and his hands bound by two purple gold chains formed claws, bursting out with dazzling red light, and then the whole person also erupted with dazzling red light......

Boom! Boom!

At this time, there were once again twenty-two golden fist shadows, carrying incomparable killing powers, attacking the body of the white-clothed soul saint.

However, at this moment, it was as if he didn't know what the injury and pain were!

The body of the white-clothed soul saint was shrouded in purple gold light and golden light, forming a light cluster that could not see the situation inside.

Thundered!

Immediately after, there was an earth-shattering roar.

I saw that the light cluster wrapped around the white-clothed Soul Saint had exploded, turning into bits of light and disappearing without a trace, and the two chains surrounded by the phantom of the giant dragon that originally bound his body also disappeared without a trace, obviously breaking free from it!

The aura on the body of the white-clothed soul saint was much weaker than before.

Obviously, the skill he used just now consumed a huge amount.

However, before he could escape, he saw a purple gold dragon appear again above his head.

Roar

In the deafening roar of the dragon, a purple gold glittering chain erupted from the purple gold dragon's mouth, once again binding the white-clothed soul saint firmly.

"Chen Shaofan, I will break your corpse into ten thousand pieces!" The white-clothed Soul Saint's eyes turned blood-red, staring at the man in green who was thousands of feet away, and his body was shrouded by five blood-red artifact phantoms, gritting his teeth.

Chen Shaofan ignored the white-clothed soul saint's scolding, his hands danced at an incredible speed, and according to an extremely mysterious trajectory, condensed a purple-gold mysterious handprint.

In an instant, another forty-nine palm prints condensed out to form a purple-gold light cluster, and a mighty purple-gold dragon phantom came out of it, speeding towards the white-clothed soul saint.

Roar!

In the deafening roar of the dragon, the purple gold dragon phantom opened its bloody mouth and spat out a purple gold chain, which blessed the body of the white-clothed soul saint.

At this moment, the white-clothed soul saint could no longer care about attacking the restraints formed by the golden dragon trap, because the twenty-two golden fist marks of the eleven golden armor people were killing him again.

He couldn't use the secret technique just now, the cost of the secret technique was too huge, and he would exhaust the Xuan power and Yuan power if he used it a few more times.

"Golden Dragon Sleepy!"

"Golden Dragon Sleepy!"

“......”

Then, Chen Shaofan then cast three golden dragon traps on the white-clothed sage of the Soul Saint Eightfold Realm, a total of five golden dragon traps, and after binding them firmly, he didn't bother with them anymore and handed them over to the eleven yang puppets.

Chen Shaofan's eyes flashed with a playful color, looking at the other four white-clothed saints, a dazzling purple gold light flashed all over his body, and his hands danced according to the trajectory of Xuanqi, condensing a purple-gold mysterious handprint.

"Golden Dragon Sleepy!"

Chen Shaofan snorted.

The forty-nine purple gold handprints newly condensed in front of him suddenly gathered together, and a purple gold dragon phantom emerged from within it, speeding towards a sage of the sevenfold existence of the Soul Saint.

Roar~~~

The dragon phantom opened its bloody jaw and spat out a purple-gold chain, binding the sage.

"Golden Dragon Sleepy!"

......

Chen Shaofan then cast eight golden dragon traps in a row, and the remaining four sages each had two paths.

When he's done with it all.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream was heard.

I saw that the white-clothed sage of the Soul Saint Quadruple had already died.

The Soul Saint Eightfold White-clothed Sage who was besieged by the eleven Yang Puppets was making a final resistance, thinking that he would die soon.

After Chen Shaofan had a full view of the situation at the scene, he held the Golden Que Divine Weapon tightly in his hand and slaughtered towards the eightfold sage, preparing to be the last straw that crushed the camel.

"Boom"

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came, and I saw a huge silver ship appear in the sky, and the word "Jijia" appeared on the cloud sail book on it.

At the same time, from the top of this silver giant ship, there was a powerful and incomparable coercion released, this coercion was much more powerful than any of the saints present, which made Chen Shaofan have a trace of foreboding in his heart.

"Danger, danger, danger!" Immediately after, a childish voice sounded in Chen Shaofan's ears.

Later, in front of Chen Shaofan's eyes, a picture appeared, which was relatively blurry: however, there was a white phantom in it, but it exuded a terrifying aura, this should be a very old man.

"Chen Shaofan, it's not easy to remember your cultivation, if you return to my family, this ancestor can spare your life!" An extremely old voice came, with a lofty meaning, as if the emperor was giving alms to beggars!

The emperor is naturally the master of that voice, and the beggar is Chen Shaofan!