Chapter Seventy-Five: The Qilin Battle Spirit is Swallowed, and Tianhong Baoyu is Crazy!

"Change formation!"

But in the end, Jiang Tian could only accept the reality, and put more than 20 puppets into the Extreme Dao space and replaced them with two ancient ** battle arrays.

In this way, his increase was nearly doubled, and the power of the Kunpeng Eighteen Transformations and the Hundred Styles Sword would be greatly reduced.

"Divine Glory Destroys the World!"

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, how could Tianhong Baoyu be soft-hearted, and immediately cast the Divine Lin to destroy the world and attack Jiang Tian.

"Brush!"

This time, in order to save face, Tianhong Baoyu did everything he could, and the speed of the Qilin Battle Spirit was faster, and it had rushed in front of Jiang Tian in an instant.

"Blood Forbidden Immobilization Spell!"

If there was the blessing of the Tiangang Battle Array, Jiang Tian could wait until the Qilin Battle Spirit locked on him, start attacking, and then attack the Blood Forbidden Immobilization Spell.

But his speed has dropped greatly now, and he can only attack the Blood Forbidden Immobilization Spell in advance, otherwise he will probably not even have the opportunity to change positions.

"Brush!"

The Blood Forbidden Immobilization Spell landed on the Qilin Battle Spirit's forehead again, causing its movements to stagnate.

"Transposition!"

Jiang Tian immediately changed positions, and appeared dozens of zhang away in a flash.

"Bang!"

But as soon as he completed the transposition, the Qilin Battle Spirit broke free from the shackles of the Blood Forbidden Immobilization Spell.

"Give me chase!"

Tianhong Baoyu snorted coldly, and the Qilin Battle Spirit actually flashed towards him again.

Without waiting for the changes in the Qilin Battle Spirit to be exhausted, he cast the Blood Forbidden Fixation Spell, which was indeed extremely risky.

"Roar!"

Soon, the Qilin Battle Spirit reappeared beside him and blasted down at him with one claw.

At this time, he didn't have time to change his moves, and he couldn't dodge the blow of the Qilin Battle Spirit.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing this scene through the Amaterasu Transmission Array, King Moyun and the others were all shocked.

"Heavenly ......"

Concubine Su was whipped by the Miaojian Martial King, and she was already dying, and her head fainted.

"You're going to die now, right?"

All the people in the surrounding Tianhong Ancient Kingdom stared at Jiang Tian with vicious eyes, and they thought coldly in their hearts.

"Jiang Tian, I gave you the opportunity, but you don't cherish it."

At this time, Tianhong Baoyu also said coldly to Jiang Tian, as if announcing his demise.

In everyone's opinion, Jiang Tian has exhausted all his hole cards, and now he will definitely die.

"Think I'm dead?"

In the face of the threat of death, Jiang Tian's eyes showed an incomparably blazing light.

"Tianhong Baoyu, you are not the only one who has a fighting spirit!"

He said lightly, and poured his soul power into the Qiankun Ding with all his might.

"Purple Dragon Battle Spirit, still not coming out?"

After injecting most of his soul power into Qiankun Ding, he shouted in his heart.

"Roar!"

Immediately, an incomparably divine dragon groan came out of his body.

"Brush!"

Everyone only felt a flash of purple light, and a lifelike nine-clawed purple dragon rushed out from above his head.

"Woohoo!"

As soon as the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit appeared, the Qilin Battle Spirit immediately let out an uneasy roar, and the speed of the claw slap suddenly slowed down several times.

"It's ......"

"Nine-clawed purple dragon battle soul!"

Seeing the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit, everyone felt a sense of soul trembling, and their lips trembled and called out its name.

The Nine-Clawed Purple Dragon Battle Soul is the Supreme Battle Soul, and its dragon power is something that everyone can resist.

"How can this be, how can he awaken the battle spirit, and be so strong?"

Seeing the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit, Tianhong Baoyu also had an unbelievable look on his face.

In the depths of his eyes, a hint of frustration appeared for the first time.

Jiang Tian was nearly ten years younger than him, and he was not inferior to him in all aspects, and the little pride in his heart was long gone.

But then, something that made him even more desperate happened.

I saw the Purple Dragon Battle Soul staring at the Qilin Battle Soul, his eyes flashing with substantial anger, obviously angry because his dignity was being provoked.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a huge force from its mouth swept towards the Qilin Battle Spirit.

"Whew!"

The Qilin Battle Spirit trembled all over his body, whining like a cat, and struggled desperately.

In its eyes, there is no courage to resist at all, like a slave kneeling at the feet of the emperor and begging.

"Whew!"

But the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit didn't let it go because it begged, grabbed it with a huge suction, and quickly swallowed it in one gulp.

"Ah, no!"

At the moment when the Qilin Battle Spirit was swallowed, Tianhong Baoyu immediately lost contact with it, and couldn't help but let out a howl of liver and intestines.

He was so confident and could get so many auras, all thanks to the Holy Body and the War Spirit.

Without the spirit of war, he will be lost from everyone and lose most of his proud capital.

I feel that the war spirit is gone, how can I not lose my soul, such as mourning?

"Oh no! No! No! ”

But then, he felt an even greater despair and screamed like a woman.

Because he felt that the Qilin Holy Body was rapidly degrading, and it could completely collapse at any time!

The battle body and the war spirit are two sides of the same coin, and if the war spirit is deprived, the battle body will naturally be severely damaged.

Losing his battle spirit, he has lost the capital that is proud of his peers and has become an ordinary genius.

If he loses the Holy Sacrament again, he will be completely reduced to mediocrity and become the laughing stock of the entire Endless Sea!

"Purple Dragon Battle Spirit, come back!"

Jiang Tian didn't look at Tianhong Baoyu, but his heart moved, and the purple dragon battle soul was included in the Qiankun Ding.

He felt that after swallowing the Qilin Battle Soul, the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit was a little ignorant, knowing that it would take a while to digest the Qilin Battle Soul.

I couldn't help but secretly look forward to how far the Purple Dragon Battle Spirit would recover after digesting it.

Can it be like Tianhong Baoyu's battle spirit? Can you comprehend the Battle Soul Technique?

Since he had already guessed that the other party had a war spirit, how could he not have a plan.

Recalling the experience of the Purple Dragon Battle Soul devouring souls several times, he had already used it to devour the Qilin Battle Soul.

It's just that I don't have a lot of certainty, so I haven't started it.

"Jiang Tian, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, I can promise you anything......"

"I'll let them release your parents now, as long as you give me back the war spirit, I will listen to you in everything."

At this time, Tianhong Baoyu actually rushed towards Jiang Tian and begged bitterly like a subordinate.

Not long ago, he was still high up and wanted to take Jiang Tian as a slave, but now he begged Jiang Tian like a minion.

The world is really too impermanent, and the feng shui turns in turns, which is ridiculous, sad and lamentable.

"If you let them release my parents, will they let them go?"

Jiang Tian showed a hint of mockery on his face.

Tianhong Baoyu obviously didn't think about the change in his status.

In the past, he was the proud son of the Tianhong Ancient Kingdom, and he was the future Guhong Emperor, and everyone obeyed him.

Now that he has lost his battle spirit, the Holy Body has begun to crumble, and he is already a dispensable role for the Tianhong Ancient Kingdom.

Will Prince Yi and the others still treat him as the same thing?

At most, it will only be for the sake of him being the prince, and try to save him back.

Originally, he wanted to capture Tianhong Baoyu and exchange the other party for King Moyun and others.

But now this person doesn't even have this value, to him, at best, he is just a raw material supplier for a large number of Holy Blood Pills.

All of this is Tianhong Baoyu's own fault, and he can't complain about others.