Chapter 1171: The final purification!

"Have you won?"
Zhou Ran's physical strength was exhausted, and he looked at everything that was empty in front of him.
The breath of the Lord of Turbid Breath has disappeared, and he will never be seen again.
The Nine Sky Sword Realm is one of his strongest moves, countless powerful people have been defeated by this move, and even the impossibly turbid breath master cannot be spared.
This battle consumed a lot of Zhou Ran's stamina. He no longer cared about meeting his two companions, Chihiro and Lingxuan, so he could only meditate cross-legged and heal his injuries.
As soon as he started his exercise, Zhou Ran heard a voice in his ear.
"Zhou Ran, do you think I am dead? It's a pity that I am immortal. No matter how strong you are, you can't defeat me!"
It was the voice of the Lord of Silent Breath, Zhou Ran opened his eyes in astonishment.
The person in front of me is not the Lord of the turbid breath?
The dissipated body slowly agglomerated, and once again turned into a human appearance.
On Longyin Mountain, I had defeated the Lord of Turbid Breath once, but the Lord of Turbid Breath did not die. This time, it was the same. Although he had hit his Nine Sky Sword Realm, the Lord of Turbid Breath was still alive.
His body seems to be nothing, still possessing powerful strength.
Zhou Ran stopped using his exercises to heal his injuries, but stood up. His body was already swaying and he could no longer stand.
Seeing this, the Lord of Turbid Breath smiled triumphantly again.
"Zhou Ran, if I'm just an ordinary immortal powerhouse, I'm afraid I will be defeated in your hands, but your attack is not effective against me. No matter what you destroy my body, I can still survive."
With that, the body of the Lord of Turbid Breath turned into the appearance of Turbid Breath, and the Turbid Breath soon enveloped Zhou Ran.
The same as before, the muddy breath swallowed Zhou Ran's body, like a beast, biting with sharp teeth.
Zhou Ran was so exhausted, how could he resist it.
"Zhou Ran, I was fooled by you with sword aura just now, but this time, you can't use the sword aura clone at all! You are done, you will never see the sun tomorrow!"
The voice of the Lord of Silent Breath became louder and louder, and he could hear it even within a few miles.
When life and death were at stake, Zhou Ran did not waver, a smile appeared on his face.
"I will defeat you, Lord of Turbid Breath, I won't give you a chance to come back from the dead!"
Zhou Ran gritted his teeth. Although he had reached the limit, his aura remained undiminished.
"Joke! Zhou Ran, you don't even know how to defeat me!"
The Lord of Turbid Breath didn't believe Zhou Ran's words. How could this guy beat himself because his lamp was gone?
What he said was nothing but a big talk.
"I will beat you."
Zhou Ran resolutely said, his body began to release power.
This power is very strong, it is the power of the dragon.
Seeing this, the Lord of Turbid Breath smiled suddenly.
"The power of the dragon? How can the power of the dragon defeat me? Zhou Ran, your head is no longer clear, let me take you a ride!"
The dense turbidity envelops Zhou Ran, who can no longer breathe, and the seven meridians and eight meridians, the dantian primordial spirit, are all immersed in the turbidity without exception.
The Lord of Turbid Breath does not believe that Zhou Ran can't be killed by this.
"Zhou Ran, I will completely ruin your power, and I will crush your body into powder!"
The Lord of Turbid Breath exerted all his power.
The entire deserted place was shocked by the power of the Lord of Turbid Breath.
That is a power that changes the color of the world, all villages, all villagers perceive it.
Qianxun and Lingxuan, who were constantly running to save the villagers, were also shocked.
"What is this? What is the Lord of Turbid Breath, why does he have such power? The whole nature admires him!"
"Facing such a strong person, Zhou Ran won't have a problem, right?"
The power of the Lord of Turbid Breath was revealed. Although Qianxun and Lingxuan were worried, they did not return to the soul hall main altar.
This is a kind of trust, trust in peers.
Zhou Ran is a man of miracles, no matter what kind of difficulties, he can't stand him.
On the other hand, the turbid breath illusioned by the Lord of Turbid Breath has already turned the entire soul hall main altar into darkness.
He couldn't see his fingers, all the objects were in darkness.
The same was true for Zhou Ran, the Lord of Turbid Breath could no longer feel Zhou Ran's power.
The power of the faint dragon clan, in front of his own majestic breath, was completely vulnerable.
"Zhou Ran, this is the fate of rebelling against me!"
The Lord of Voiceless Breath said angrily. As soon as the voice fell, he noticed something wrong.
The surrounding muddy breath is weakening little by little.
"How could this be?"
The Lord of Turbid Breath was taken aback. Turbid Breath was the method he relied on to fight. Once he used it, he would not be disadvantaged.
But now, he was slowly purified by an unknown force.
Who was it, and in what way did all this happen?
The Lord of Turbid Breath subconsciously thought of Zhou Ran. Although he could not see it, he could feel Zhou Ran's breath.
The original faint breath suddenly became violent.
This is the power of the dragon. The power of the dragon is incompatible with the turbid breath, but it can make the turbid breath completely useless~EbookFREE.me~ Zhou Ran, what have you done? "The Lord of Turbid Breath asked.
"It's the method that a friend of the Dragon clan taught me." Zhou Ran's voice was very soft. He was out of breath, but the prestige in the words did not weaken at all. "The power of the dragon clan can suppress the turbid breath, since you are If it is composed of turbid breath, then it can be done the same way! When I purify the turbid breath, I can also purify you! Lord of the turbid breath, even if I sacrifice this life, I will save the deserted land!"
"impossible!"
For the first time in his life, the Lord of Turbid Breath felt his life in danger.
In the past, even if the corpse was broken into pieces, the Lord of Turbid Breath was able to resurrect in full.
But this time, Zhou Ran's power of the dragon clan feared the Lord of Turbid Breath, because his own existence might be completely purified by Zhou Ran.
How can the Lord of Turbid Breath tolerate this happening?
"I won't let you succeed! Zhou Ran, you can't kill me!"
The Lord of Turbid Breath screamed wildly, and he tried his best.
In the darkness of the forehead, nothing seemed to happen, but it was Zhou Ran and the Lord of Turbid Breath, the two deadly powerhouses fighting for their lives.
Zhou Ran knew very well in his heart that if he did not completely purify the Lord of Turbid Breath at this moment, he would never have a chance again.
Therefore, Zhou Ran also tried his best to counter the power of the Lord of Turbid Breath with the only strength in his body.
However, even so, the power of the Lord of Turbid Breath surpassed Zhou Ran.
Zhou Ran's dragon power gradually weakened, and there was no way to continue purifying.
Seeing this, the Lord of Turbid Breath laughed wildly.
"Zhou Ran, you are defeated! You will die here! You will die here!"
The Lord of Turbid Breath was triumphant, and in the darkness, something suddenly radiated light.