The scales of the Sky Python shimmered with a metallic sheen in the night, and it nimbly wrapped around the dragon, its huge mouth biting down fiercely.

Roar!

The dragon roared in pain, its massive tail flicking violently, shattering the surrounding rocks.

The sound of battle was deafening, and the earth trembled with each roar of the beast.

They flickered before dawn like torrents of flowing metal, and the sound of a huge fight roared like thunder, trembling, and roaring.

After thinking about it, he used his pitiful little spiritual power to take out the witch wand of Tang Enguang from the Shenzang world, yes, this witch wand was already his.

He raised his wand and muttered a few incantations,

"Babble, click, ......."

Anyway, it's some weird sentences, and these are also derived from Tang Enguang's memory inheritance, because witchcraft doesn't need spiritual power, but only needs to know spells and seals to summon the hidden power of gods and ghosts between heaven and earth.

The surroundings changed suddenly, and a powerful suction force emanated from the wand.

Long Yu knew that it was witchcraft that worked, and he stared closely at the two spirit beasts outside.

I saw that the Sky Python and Jiaolong, who were fighting fiercely, suddenly stopped attacking, as if they were controlled by some invisible force.

Their eyes were glazed, their bodies were weak, and they gradually collapsed to the ground.

Long Yu was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that his witchcraft had succeeded, and continued to chant the incantation, and after a while, the two behemoths of the spirit beast turned into a ray of divine light and were sucked into it by the gems in his wand.

The inner space of the wand was suddenly stuffed to the brim, and his heart was overjoyed, and he carefully controlled the wand, for fear that he would accidentally destroy this rare opportunity.

Waving his hand, he sacrificed his Nine Nether Flames and flew into the wand, the two spirit beasts tossed violently inside, roaring again and again, and were burned by its immortal fire, but they couldn't break free from the shackles and escape from the inner space of the wand. Look at the book

As time passed, the aura of the two spirit beasts became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Long Yu's heart tightened, knowing that this was a sign that they had been completely refined, he hurriedly raised his wand, summoned his mind, and sucked the essence of the spirit beast inside into his palm, and its vigorous energy quickly filled the lack of spiritual power in Danhai.

The spiritual power in the Danhai was finally filled with one thousandth, don't look at it just like that, for ordinary cultivators, it is enough to break through the dantian.

Long Yu was overjoyed, feeling that his cultivation was back.

Before, a lot of the dark power left by Tang Enguang's alchemy was still in the witch wand, but at this moment, Long Yu devoured it all, and his own demon martial soul energy was also improved to a certain extent.

He felt a powerful force surging in his body, as if his strength had risen to another level.

He closed his eyes and felt the surging of the demonic soul in his body, the power of darkness flowing in his body, as if he was one with his soul.

He felt his thinking clearer and his control of the forces of darkness more proficient.

"Hongmeng kid, get out of the way!" Suddenly, the Heavenly Demon Emperor in his mind snorted, but it was too late.

He was rejoicing when suddenly a divine light flashed in the void, and in the next moment, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Because the void suddenly killed a man and attacked him!

At a glance, this person looks seven points similar to Tang Enguang, both are skinny and only one meter and two meters tall, but he is an old man, wearing clothes with rotten strips of cloth all around.

Tang Hongyuan - the father of Tang Enguang.

Yes, he has been secretly following Long Yu, before because Long Yu entered the teleportation array and lost it, but now it is because Long Yu used the ancestral witchcraft of the Tang family, which caused Tang Hongyuan to trace his location and kill, and finally found the perfect opportunity to avenge his son.

Long Yu was stunned, dumbfounded, covering his chest with his hands, blood spurting from his fingertips like a waterfall.

"Xiao Yu!" Wan'er in the Shenzang world was shocked and shouted......

Tang Hongyuan looked at Long Yu with resentment in his eyes, and said angrily, "Boy, you dare to kill Wu'er, take your life!"

Long Yu's eyes widened

His eyes were closed, and he felt his life force drain rapidly, and his consciousness became blurred. He tried hard to catch the last shred of sobriety, but to no avail.

"Die!" Tang Hongyuan's face was hideous, the speed of the shot was too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to leave the afterimage, and suddenly he didn't see how he made the move, so he reached out and grabbed it.

He felt his body like a kite with a broken string, controlled by a powerful force, unable to move.

Tang Hongyuan's palms, which were like eagle claws, were slowly tightening, and Long Yu could even hear the sound of his own bones being crushed.

"No......" Long Yu groaned in pain, his consciousness began to blur, and the world in front of him became dark.

"Xiao Yu!" Wan'er in the Shenzang world screamed, tears slipped down, she tried her best to get out of the past, but found that she couldn't rush out of this world, watching Long Yu's life disappear little by little in front of her but couldn't do anything, she could only watch Long Yu's life being slowly deprived in Tang Hongyuan's hands.

At this moment, a golden Zen staff fell from the sky, piercing the void like a meteor.

With a bang, the Zen staff hit Tang Hongyuan hard, and a powerful impact shook him back a hundred meters, spurting blood in the air.

Tang Hongyuan looked at the Zen staff in front of him in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.

He never imagined that he would be repelled by someone with a blow, and the other party was still an old monk who looked kind.

"Amitabha! This son is an old man's disciple, and I hope that the benefactor will show mercy."

The figure of Master Wuzhen appeared out of thin air, with a compassionate expression.

He holds a Zen staff in his left hand, bows with his right hand, and bows slightly.

Tang Hongyuan scolded:

"I'll go to your uncle, my son died at the hands of your disciple." He glared at Master Wuzhen, his eyes full of anger.

And Master Wuzhen spoke again, "If the donor leaves, the old man will not embarrass you. Otherwise, you will not blame the old man for being polite today!"

"Humph! Your apprentice?"

Gosa was expressionless and didn't answer.

Tang Hongyuan glanced at Long Yu, a strange hairstyle, (short hair, partial), completely incompatible with the cultivators of this world, and this monk said that he was an apprentice? Shouldn't you shave your head? His face was full of doubts.

But he said coldly, "Do you think I'm going to be afraid of you?"

Tang Hongyuan's eyes were cold, and he was naturally unwilling to leave in his heart. However, just as he was about to strike again, a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly hit.

It turned out that Long Yu used his last strength before losing consciousness and injected the power of darkness into Tang Hongyuan's body.

This force was extremely powerful, enough to make Tang Hongyuan unable to move for a short period of time.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Master Wuzhen's eyes.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, and an invisible power emanated from his body, instantly enveloping Long Yu in it, and immediately dispelled the dark power on Tang Hongyuan's body, and also suppressed Long Yu's magic skills.