Chapter 3082: Mogao Yizhang (Part 2)

"puff……"
After Ye Fan's words appeared for a moment, Hong Long, who was motionless, suddenly spewed a mouthful of black blood, and his breath was weakened by at least 90%.
"Senior Hong Long..."
Hong Long's actions caused all the demons to trembled. They had never seen this scene of the invincible ancient demon Hong Long, even when facing the God of War in the past, they never vomited blood.
"Quack, quack, quack!"
However, Hong Long laughed hard after he vomited blood.
The weird and hoarse laughter made everyone present frowned.
"Hong Long, you are already at the end of the crossbow, why are you laughing?"
Although Patriarch Xuanhuang and others were forced out of the formation, they were not killed by the magic thunder. At this moment, they all came to Hong Long and confronted the demons.
They were all very puzzled by Hong Long's performance.
"Ye Fan, Xuanhuang child, you can only deal with me through the power of the soul, but I have to deal with you, but this is not the case, as long as you break the plan, you can't help me!"
Hong Long stopped laughing, and gradually raised his head, looking at Ye Fan with a terrifying and gloomy look.
"Hong Long, your breath has greatly diminished, and your soul must have been severely damaged. You still want to deal with us. Don't daydream, your demons have already lost!"
Elder Yu screamed to Hong Long at this moment.
"My innate soul was indeed wiped out by 90% of the soul power just now, but I was not dead. I was born from an innate demon source. Even if only a trace of soul power is left, it is enough to mobilize supreme magic power, but what else do you have? Without the soul circle, you can only wait for death."
Hong Long admitted his situation honestly, but it turned into bad news for Ye Fan and others.
"Kill a thousand enemies, hurt yourself eight hundred, Hong Long, is this your strategy?"
Ye Fan gradually understood Hong Long's thoughts, and his voice became extremely gloomy.
Killing one thousand enemies and hurting oneself eight hundred is extremely cruel, but Hong Long took this to control the complete situation.
"Yes, I don't want to risk 80 times the soul power. If you can release 80 times the soul power again, you may be able to completely destroy my soul and reach the level of the of war. Unfortunately, you no longer have this opportunity. I will never let you have this opportunity!"
Hong Long admitted Ye Fan's speculation, with a full of madness.
In the face of 80 times the soul power that might kill him, even if Hong Long sacrificed 90% of his soul, he still had to prevent this risk, while also being able to control the overall situation.
"What a demon, since you only have a trace of remnant soul left, go to death!"
After learning all of Hong Long's thoughts, Ye Fan's heart became more and more urgent, his body flashed, he had already displayed the Divine Disease Demon Talisman, and he slew towards Hong Long.
"Wow..."
In order to increase the chance of success, Ye Fan insisted on resisting poor spirits, once again released the Spirit Axis Demon Talisman, and gathered the body's strongest soul power towards Hong Long.
"Hehe, do you think you have the spirit power of the magic circle? With your current strength, you also want to kill me?"
Regarding Ye Fan's soul power at the moment, Hong Long didn't even care about it, even if only 10% of his soul power remained.
God of War is not a soul cultivator, so he can't kill Hong Long, but he finally subdued Hong Long with his soul power as a flaw. This changed Hong Long's soul, and his soul cultivation received Hong Long's attention.
Even if it is 10% of the soul, it is very destructible.
"puff……"
Regarding Ye Fan's sneak attack, Hong Long didn't even turn around, black spirit power penetrated out, completely blocking Ye Fan's attack.
At the same time, a magical power burst out from behind Hong Long, knocking Ye Fan away.
"puff……"
Ye Fan was hit by magic, and blood spurted wildly in the air, already suffering extremely serious injuries.
"Brother Ye Fan!"
Xiao Di on the side saw this scene and immediately rushed towards Ye Fan, holding Ye Fan in midair.
"Now that none of you can stop me, I want you to pay the price of death for my soul!"
Hong Long raised his head, his eyes filled with black light, as if burning black flames.
"The devil is one foot tall, if we can resist it for a while, it will be you who will die!"
Patriarch Xuanhuang understood the situation at this moment, but he was still full of enthusiasm.
"Hehe, you missed this opportunity, so before you die, let's hand over the descendants of the God of War first. When I get the power of the God of War, I can unify the ancient realm. Then maybe I can leave you a little bit of the Xuanhuang clan. Miaozi, be my dog ​​slave!"
Hong Long sneered while threatening.
"You want to unify the ancient realm, you are simply wishful thinking, even if you kill the Xuanhuang clan, you never want to get the inheritance of the of war!"
Chief Xuanhuang gritted his teeth.
"The Xuanhuang clan is still so pedantic, then bear the pain!"
As Hong Long spoke, the magical power of the sky gradually covered the people of the Xuanhuang clan.
In the infinite magic power, many Xuanhuang strong people had no resistance, and many oppressed kneeled on the ground, showing pain on their faces.
What's more, people wailed all over the place, wounds and blood constantly appeared on their bodies.
The Xuanhuang clan, who used to be quiet and inactive, is now being dyed red with blood, turning into a scene of purgatory.
"Senior Hong Long, really terrible!"
When Zhu Rong and others saw this scene, they worshipped to the extreme for a time.
When the soul circle is broken, Hong Long alone can suppress the entire Xuanhuang clan, and there is no such thing as the powerhouses of the demon clan.
"Xuanhuang child, if you want to watch your people die in pain, you can keep silent first!"
With a ruthless look on Hong Long's face, he was looking at Patriarch Xuanhuang, Ye Fan and others with a playful expression.
For him at this moment, these enemies are completely equal to the fish on the knife board, and can be slaughtered at will.
"If you let the Xuanhuang clan go, I...I will tell you who is the descendant of the God of War!"
Just as Chief Xuanhuang and the others gritted their teeth, a voice suddenly came out.
This remark came from Ye Fan's side.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Hong Long's eyes suddenly became subtle, and many powerful demons also surrounded him.
"Xiao Di, absolutely must not, if you tell him that the entire ancient realm will be destroyed, it is better to let the power of the of war stay underground instead of letting this demon do what he wants!"
Patriarch Xuanhuang and others all became extremely excited at this moment, hysterical.
"You, want to save the Xuanhuang clan?"
At this moment, Hong Long waved his hand and directly knocked the chief Xuanhuang away, and at the same time came to Xiao Di's way.
"Yes, as long as you promise me, I will..."
Xiao Di was a little nervous, but still clenched his fists.
"Quack quack!"
Before Xiao Di's words were finished, he was interrupted by Hong Long's hoarse and unpleasant laughter, "With such a temperament, you are similar to the old man of the God of War. It seems that you are the descendant of the God of War!"
"I……"
Xiao Di was shocked when he heard this, and could not speak for a while.
"Don't be nervous, death is only a momentary matter. For the sake of your self-reported family, I can torture them less and send them on the road faster!"
As Hong Long spoke, he stretched out his bone-like palms, and probed towards Xiao Di who was in a sluggish state.
"Do not……"
Seeing this scene, many Xuanhuang people all showed a desperate look.
The descendants of the God of War fell into Hong Long's hands, which was even more painful than their being killed.
"brush……"
Just when everyone was desperate, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in front of Xiao Di, and disappeared in front of Hong Long's palm with Xiao Di.
Hong Long felt a slight surprise at this scene, and was replaced by endless anger in the next moment.
"Ye Fan, it seems that you want to be the first to reach Huangquan!"
Hong Long roared, and directly chased Ye Fan with infinite magic power.
At this moment, Ye Fan tried his best to cast the Divine Disease Demon Talisman, and was able to take Xiao Di from under Hong Long's eyelids, all relying on the unparalleled speed of the Divine Disease Demon Talisman.
Prior to this, Ye Fan had broken away from the oppression of magic by relying on the thick earth demon talisman, and he had just got this opportunity.
"Hong Long, you are one foot high, and there is also one foot high. The situation is not under your control and will never let you succeed today!"
Ye Fan spoke out loudly while carrying Xiao Di Benz.
Hearing this, Hong Long became even more angry. As for many of the Xuanhuang clan, their faces were filled with confusion and puzzlement.
The matter was over, and everything was powerless, they didn't know what Ye Fan could do.