Vol 3 Chapter 4767: Dilemma

"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by the harsh roar, the cyan halo created by Fayin cuts the transparent light wall like a chainsaw.
The transparent light wall received a violent impact, and the surface rippled with layers of space.
Just this level of attack is not enough!
Yinglong's soul spit out cyan energy with full force, making the power of the French seal continue to increase.
The large defensive array covering the central area of ​​the witch tomb is called "Zhoutian Mirror and Light Large Array", and the level of the array has reached the level of the Chaos Immortal Array.
It is worth mentioning that the Chaos Fairy Array is also divided into levels, roughly divided into: ordinary Chaos Fairy Array, Superior Chaos Fairy Array, and Top Chaos Fairy Array.
Although this yin and yang mirror light array is just an ordinary chaos fairy array, it is sufficient to withstand the attacks of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian level monks. To break through this array, at least several Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian cultivators will continue to attack for several days before opening one. Gap.
However, for some reason, the Zhoutian Mirror Light Array of the Witch Tomb has weakened. The light wall on the surface of the full version of the Zhoutian Mirror Light Array should be pale gold, but the light wall of the Zhoutian Mirror Light Array in front of you is transparent, and its defensive power is still good. Less than one-fifth of the full version of the formation.
If this is the case, Yinglong Soul must also do everything possible to make the power of the seal reach its limit, before it is possible to break a gap on the surface of the Heavenly Mirror Light Array this week.
The soul of Yinglong spit out cyan light energy continuously, and even separated the few strands of law silk that existed in the soul body, and did not hesitate to consume the original energy in the law silk to activate the seal.
"Buzzing!"
Under the full urging of the Soul of Yinglong, the cyan halo released a soaring blue light, and the dazzling blue light rendered the surrounding space into a light blue color.
Yinglong's soul is already weak, and under this huge consumption, his own soul power is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing Yinglong Soul can do this for himself, Shen Lang was deeply moved.
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On the other hand, the battle between Wu Culture and Taomu Shenjun has reached a fierce stage.
Although Wu Wenhua’s physical body is extremely powerful, with complete capabilities over the peach wood god, but the peach wood is extremely capable of physical defense, and is extremely resilient.
Even if the Taomu Shenjun's body was injured by Wu Wenwen, the injured part was quickly filled and repaired by the peach wood branches.
In this way, Taomu Shenjun is almost half an immortal body, and he can continuously absorb energy from the underground to replenish himself, which makes Wu Wenhua a headache.
In the witch tomb, even Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can't quickly replenish the spiritual power of the immortal yuan or even the chaos, and Wu Culture has no other means to quickly replenish energy consumption.
Because he didn't want to consume too much, he chose to fight in close hands with Taomu Shenjun.
However, after a close fight, he found that there was no way to knock down this peach wood with his fists and physical body, and he still had to use his great supernatural powers to gain a great advantage.
In desperation, Wu Wenhua could only abandon his fists and use his supernatural powers.
"drink!"
Wu Wenwen's double fists turned into golden fist shadows like mountains and seas. After pushing back the of peach wood for a while, he urged the thread of law in his body with all his strength, and his mouth uttered a sky-shaking roar: "First-order divine art, Tiangang shines on the sun!"
As soon as the roar fell, the golden laws of Wu Culture burst out endless golden light, both palms supported the sky, and a dazzling golden sun was condensed in the palm of the palm.
The golden sun is dazzling, the heat wave is horrible, and the power is unspeakable!
Wu Wenhua was like throwing a shot, slamming the golden sun condensed in his palm towards the peach wood god!
The peach-wood god-sovereign was awkward, and he opened his mouth and spit out a beam of blood-colored light, which accurately hit the golden sun that struck.
"Boom!!!"
The heavy loud noise was deafening.
The endless golden light and blood light raged and intertwined, shattering the space in front of them into nothingness.
In just one breath, the golden sun suppressed the blood-colored beam of light, and slammed into the face of the peach-wood god.
With a "bang" blast, the golden light raged, and the peach wood god-jun was blasted out and hit the light wall outside the prohibition, with a huge wound on his face.