Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Battle of the Dragon Slayer
Ning Yufei is very uncomfortable now, it should be said that he has been uncomfortable for a while, to be specific, it started when the blooming flower on the other side of the lake withered. He naturally didn't know that at that time, Long Hatian and Wang Yun had already begun to use the Yuan Shen Gang Qi (i.e., Gang Yuan), which was an ability that could only be possessed after possessing the Martial Dao Yuan Shen, with both spiritual and * dual-sided aggressiveness.
Ning Yufei felt that he had been being suppressed, as if his whole body was being pressed under a mountain, and that sense of oppression made him speechless. Thankfully, his ability was able to shield some of the pressure, which is why he was able to persevere.
He didn't see it very clearly, and he didn't understand the mystery very much, it was related to his mindset, after all, he came from a technological society, and he never thought that human beings themselves could have such great power. Whether it was the huge rose, the thin curtain of silver radiance, or the snow-white dragon, the fluttering willow silk, he was amazed. It's like watching a movie of a magical martial arts masterpiece, and the tricks and styles of these people are no worse than myths and legends!
"Nine Heavens!" Ning Yufeifei muttered to himself, the weight of these three words, at this point, he had completely understood, he thought that one day he had such strength, he must find a way to go back, for this, he has not thought of the entry point yet, it can be said that he has no clue.
"Can't you fight?" Liu Baifa and several people are all top masters, and what they are best at is control, including controlling the spread of their voices, so Ning Yufei can't hear the conversation of a few people at all. Of course, there are also reasons why he is not strong enough. Ning Yufei just saw a few people standing together, and naturally felt that this fight couldn't be fought.
He is cautious, and his ability has always been on himself, but the oppression of the spirit contained in the Yuan Shen Gang Qi is not a joke, and it puts pressure on him all the time. Under such oppression, Ning Yufei already had a feeling of blood condensation, which was not an illusion, not only because of mental oppression, but also because of the consequences of long-term use of ability.
Gu ability is like a human limb, it can be used from time to time to exercise, but if it is used too much at one time, it will cause soreness and affect health. The same is true for Gu ability, when using the ability, it directly relies on the person's spirit and spirit, that is, energy, once it is used excessively, it will also make people's blood flow unsmooth and dizzy.
The 'Dual World' ability is like an invisible box, Ning Yufei can put things in it with his own will, but the more he puts it in, the more energy he needs to support. Of course, when this box is subjected to external pressure, there is also a danger of collapse, and Ning Yufei, the owner, can only choose to put more effort into maintaining the box. The current situation is exactly like this, the aura of the Nine Heavens masters and the spiritual oppression generated by Gang Yuan are the source power that squeezes this 'box', if Ning Yufei does not choose to retreat, he will have to choose to spend more energy to keep himself from being discovered.
Just the oppression of the breath made him so embarrassed, and in his heart, there was a desire to become stronger. He has always had the idea of becoming stronger, but he has always focused on fulfilling his dreams. He has always regarded the cause of history as his lifelong goal, and in order to pursue the truth of history, it is understandable to learn other means. His motivation has always been history, and his ability is only to be used for dreams. But this time, there was a little change in his thoughts, a change that he didn't even notice, but this change was like a little spark, once it matured, it would have the potential to burn the prairie fire!
Ning Yufei's cranky thoughts could not change the situation on the other side of the lake, it should be said that the situation on the field was changing rapidly.
Wang Yun has lost his patience, his physical condition is not as good as it seems, if he accepts the move, maybe he will have to experience the counterattack of the divine dragon, and he is more likely to go mad! On the contrary, if he breaks out now, although he himself will be affected, he will also hollow out the last skill, but it will also avoid the consequences of going mad, and in doing so, he can also retaliate against his enemies, he believes in the power of this move, no one in the world should be able to do the next without damage!
"A group of old ghosts who are in the way, chattering endlessly, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality! My father was beaten on the door to provoke him on his birthday, and he was even killed at the birthday banquet! This breath is unbearable for the old man, and I can't swallow it as a son! Since you want to meddle so much, then I'll see what you are capable of!"
Wang Yun's handsome face had a fierce face, and he had already made his choice.
Wang Yun's words made the faces of several old people not look very good, but when they saw him, they were directly furious, and they all made preparations to suppress Wang Yun's tricks.
"Reverse, Blood Dragon Burial Heaven!" As Wang Yun Qinghong's sword danced and finally returned to its sheath, the divine dragon bound by Liu Silk let out a long and mournful groan and began to struggle violently.
"It's not good, stop him!" Liu Baifa knew in his heart that in fact, his Liu Si binding the divine dragon seemed to be easy, but it was already the result of his full efforts, and it was also an entity attack that he had alienated with Gangyuan. It's just that he has studied Gangyuan much longer than Long Hatian and the others, so he seems more relaxed and calm when using it, but in fact, in the face of head-on conflicts, his strength is still at the same level as Long Hatian and Wang Yun. Shenlong's struggle just now made him feel pressure, and he would definitely not be able to stop Wang Yun's final blow if he continued like this.
With Liu Baifa's words, Fu Jiu's tattered shoes stepped on the ground, and the whole person spun straight up, rushing to a height of more than ten zhang, and had reached the belly position of the divine dragon.
"There are no regrets about descending the dragon!" He was still one step away from the primordial god, and he couldn't exert the greatest power of the eighteen palms of the dragon, but this palm was also the strongest blow he had given with all his might!
"Really, God Slashing Style!" Long Hatian reacted faster, the sword light flashed, and his whole person had already appeared at the position of the dragon's head, and the Liquan Sword in his hand turned into a huge silver light sword, and slashed directly at the center of the dragon's eyebrows!
"Nanming Feihong!" Zhuang Yixuan's sword, named Kunwu, is one of the world's famous swords. The yin and yang colors on Kunwu's sword flowed, although it was not very obvious, but it also showed that he was about to cultivate into a primordial god. Zhuang Yixuan attacked the root of the dragon's claw, which was also the armpit of the divine dragon, his sword light flickered, and a gray sword qi stabbed directly into the death hole of the divine dragon.
Of course, if the Divine Dragon was a living creature, this place would definitely be regarded as its death hole, but this Divine Dragon was not a real dragon fundamentally, it was just the product of the combination of Gangyuan and True Qi