Vol 3 Chapter 4111: Zhenhai Dragon God and Death

In terms of supernatural powers, the witch cultivator must be better, but when it comes to the physical body, the witch cultivator is not as good as the dead black warrior.
The sacred beast of evil spirits is the trump card of the Witch clan, and Minggu did not know what kind of blood he had beaten today, and he was able to contain evil spirits. It seems that he came prepared this time.
Xuan Ye Wuzhu had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was no longer hiding himself. He immediately cut his wrist with a sharp blade. The overflowing large amount of scarlet and golden blood was absorbed by the staff in his hand, and he muttered the ancient magic spell:
"The blood of Gonggong, in my body, with the power of the ancient gods, transforms the sea dragon god!"
Suddenly, the staff in Xuan Ye Wuzhu's hand gushed into the sky, and in an instant, a sea of ​​blood was formed. The endless blood flames in the sea of ​​blood were burning and churning, full of incomparable power of destruction.
Xuan Ye Wuzhu's body soared to tens of thousands of feet, and turned into a Zhenhai Dragon God with a human dragon tail! The staff in his hand also became a blood-colored trident that was ten thousand feet long.
"Junior Ming bone, dare to fight with me!"
Xuan Ye Wuzhu flicked the dragon's tail, held a trident, and carried the monstrous blood wave, and rushed towards the nine bones of the bone snake.
"Why not dare!"
Although Minggu said so, he was still a little afraid of this Xuanye Wuzhu in his heart.
Although this old guy's soul body was in a state of extremely weak checkmate, after all he was Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian before his death, and his magical powers were unfathomable, and he must not be underestimated!
"Bone snake, come back to me!"
The nine bone snakes poured a large amount of curse power into the body of the evil spirit beast through the tooth mouth, and quickly returned to the body of the ghost bone. The nine bone snakes tried their best to spit out a large black poisonous fire, trying to suppress the Xuan Ye Wuzhu carried The power of the sea of ​​blood.
Ming Bone held the black crystal ball in his left hand and a huge bone knife in his right hand, trying his best to parry the trident stabbed by Xuan Ye Wuzhu. Although it was quite difficult for you to come and go, you could barely resist it. Xuan Ye Wuzhu noticed that Ming Bone greatly increased his combat power by absorbing the strange soul power in the black crystal ball, and said coldly: "You master of the black domain thinks completely, thinking that if you give soul power, you can wait for work. Thought we
The Wu Clan is as weak as he imagined? "
As soon as the words fell, Zhenhai Dragon God grasped the flaw in the bone, and the trident in his hand hit him in the chest with the force of breaking the sky and the earth.
"boom!!!"
The violent explosion sounded the sky and the earth, the dazzling blood burst out, and the space was shocked.
Netherbone's huge figure was almost blown away, and the sternum was shattered by the powerful force carried by the trident, and his body was severely injured.
The Dark Bone of the Great Black Region Guardian's own cultivation level has not reached the Da Luo Jinxian. Although he can absorb the spirit power bestowed by the Lord of the Black Region to raise his combat power to the level of the early days of the Da Luo Jinxian, this is also the result of Yi Miao's encouragement.
No matter how much the seedlings are used to encourage them, there is still a clear gap in strength compared to Xuanye Wuzhu, who is a Da Luo Jinxian. After fighting for a while, Netherbone showed signs of decline.
"Tsk!"
Minggu smacked his lips, seemingly unwilling.
Even if he relied on the spirit power bestowed by the Lord, he could only raise his strength to this level at best, and he was still not the opponent of Xuan Ye Wuzhu.
Recalling the power of the Lich era, Minggu was extremely disappointed with his now weak body. He mocked Xuanye for the dead, so why not?
"If you are deliberately provoking, you must be mentally prepared to die and die!"
The Zhenhai Dragon God transformed into Xuan Ye once again raised the trident in his hand, this time piercing towards Ming Bone's forehead.
"Old stuff, I'm not here to die today. Don't be happy too early!"
Netherbone's hollow eyes burst out a thousand blood, releasing the nine bone snakes behind it.
"Golden Immortal Technique, Bone Snake Eats the Sky!!!" 　　 Following the violent cry of Minggu, the nine bone snakes shot their lives towards the Zhenhai Dragon God, and the bone snake burned its soul power, and the whole body was rolling. Hei Yan entangled the right arm of Zhenhai Dragon God with a thunderous force, and stopped it with difficulty.
Xuan Ye's attack.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ming Bone threw the black orb in his hand into the sky, and shouted ferociously: "Brothers in the Black Territory, this is the spirit power that the Lord has bestowed on everyone, so I will save it!"
As soon as the roar fell, Ming Bone shot a black light toward the sky, smashing the black orb.
Suddenly, with a muffled sound, the orb shattered and turned into thousands of strange black light balls, and quickly got into the body of the dead warrior who was fighting with the witch cultivator.
"Boom! Bang! Bang!"
As long as the dead soldiers who absorbed the black light ball, the flesh made a muffled sound, as if endless power was used from the body.
Almost in an instant, the soul power of all the dead men who absorbed the black light group skyrocketed, and a thick black flame burned up and down all over the body!
The cultivation base of most of the dead men suddenly soared to an infinitely close to the level of Da Luo Jinxian!
"kill!!!"
Feeling the sense of power rushing through the body, the dead men were extremely excited and began to counterattack.
The combat power of the dead soldiers in the Black Territory increased greatly, quickly suppressing the witch monks who had the advantage.
More than a dozen witches and wizards had not survived a few breaths before they were crushed by the dead soldiers who fought back, crushing their dead souls!
The battle situation suddenly turned into a one-sided situation. In the blink of an eye, forty or fifty witch monks died tragically, and the number of deaths of witch monks was rapidly increasing!
"Do not!!!"
Seeing the witches one after another being slaughtered by the dead men, the face of Saint Xuan Ye Sheng Envoy Gu Jing Wubo showed a look of horror, and he was distraught.
The Zhenhai Dragon God used all his energy to fight back, but was unable to return to the sky. Instead, under the siege of a hundred dead men headed by Minggu, the beatings retreated, and there were many more wounds all over his body.
Not long after, the sacred beast of evil spirits was also besieged by dozens of dead men.
Without the help of the evil beasts, the Wu Clan is completely finished.
In less than three minutes, more than half of the Wu Clan monks died, and the Zhenhai Dragon God that Xuan Ye transformed into was also dripping with blood, and his aura was weak.
Just as the situation of the Wu Clan was dead, a light flew behind the border of the Five Turbidity Land.
It was Jiang Yang and Shen Lang who arrived late!
"No... how could this happen!"
Seeing the Witch monk who was slaughtered at the border, Jiang Yang was frightened and showed an expression of disbelief.
Shen Lang also witnessed this appalling battle at the border with the sight of the sacred pupil of Shura.
Seeing that the Witch Clan was vulnerable to the death and heavy casualties, Shen Lang couldn't help but wonder, this Witch Clan's strength was too far from Jiang Yang's previous description, and it seemed that it was not on the same level as the Black Territory forces.　　 Just when he released his divine knowledge again and scanned the dead men in the black realm at the border of the Five Turbidity Land, Shen Lang's heart twitched suddenly, and all of these dead men actually had a cultivation base close to the Da Luo Jinxian!