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Chapter 1674 Mayfly shaking the sky

"you……"

His face looked very ugly. As the unparalleled Demon Dragon Emperor of the Demon Clan, he had never suffered such a heavy loss on a person.

"If I guess correctly, the main power of your soul splitting is from the supply of the dragon ball." Jian Fengyun stared at the Demon Dragon Emperor in front of him, and gently curled the corners of his mouth, and said suddenly.

After his words fell, the dragon ball in his hand suddenly turned into a phantom and dissipated.

Of course, he did not grab the dragon ball in his hand, but put it in the Sky-Devouring Tower. Just now, he projected the phantom of the Dragon Ball inside the Sky-Devouring Tower into the palm of his hand.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance and hand over the dragon ball, I'll spare you!"

The soul-dividing body of the Demon Dragon Emperor showed a cold aura on his face, his eyes were fixed on Jian Fengyun's body. On the fat monk he possessed, demon patterns appeared one by one, and the demonic energy lingered, which was very terrifying.

In his red eyes, anger filled his entire pair of pupils.

Jian Fengyun looked at the other party calmly, without opening his mouth or taking out the dragon ball.

"Since that's the case, then be ready to die. Not everyone can endure this emperor's dragon ball." His eyes suddenly opened wide, and the Demon Dragon Emperor's soul-sharing body shouted in a silence.

As the shout fell, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

When the Demon Dragon Emperor's soul-sharing body disappeared, Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and his skin felt a chill. Then he stood there and moved quickly, sweeping out a distance to the left.

As Jian Fengyun moved to the next place, a bloated palm appeared out of thin air and hit the void.

The huge demonic energy contained in the palm of his hand actually caused ripples to shook the void.

"The perception is good, but that's not the case."

At the same time, a faint voice rang out in the void.

Jian Fengyun's face changed slightly, and his figure swept again, but as soon as he left, he still felt a terrible huge force gushing out of his back.

His eyes moved, and the soul-sharing body of the Demon Dragon Emperor had appeared behind him at some point. His physical perception sensed danger in advance, but his body's reaction was a little slower, so he was still injured.

"Go to die."

A cold voice sounded in the next second, and the palm of the soul-sharing body of the Demon Dragon Emperor was curvy claw-shaped, and he grabbed Jian Fengyun's throat like lightning.

"Bang."

When the attack of the Demon Dragon Emperor's soul splitting body was about to land in front of Jian Fengyun, behind Jian Fengyun, a space vortex with silver-white light appeared.

At the same time, a magic trick was squeezing in his hand, and a sword energy shot out to bombard the claw.

When the two touched each other, a violent and violent energy swept out from the collision point. When the energy was impacted by this energy, Jian Fengyun's body poured backward into the silver-white space vortex.

"Hmph, I want to kill you, even if you have the space method, it is useless."

His arm shook, and he removed the power of Jian Fengyun's palm.

Then, his figure flashed, and it was staggeringly divided into two, one of which turned into a phantom and flew towards both sides.

Although the two figures looked very bloated, they were very sensitive and kept flashing. They actually reached the position where Jian Fengyun's figure moved in a flash.

What a terrible body technique this is, it can explode with such a terrible speed and catch up with Jian Fengyun's space movement technique.

The terrifying demonic energy condensed and immediately smashed Jian Fengyun's chest hard.

"Xuanwu Law."

Jian Fengyun pinched the magic trick in his hand and instantly activated the Xuanwu technique. This is definitely the most powerful enemy that he has encountered so far in practicing Taoism. There is a soul of the Demon God Emperor hidden in his mind.

At the realm of the Divine Emperor, even if the cultivation of the body he took over was only a quasi-saint realm, the combat power he exerted was far beyond that of ordinary sacred realm powerhouses, and there were many methods, which was even more fearful than those older generations of sacred realm powerhouses in the galaxy.

"Bang." "Bang."

I saw his two figures and fists hit the Xuanwu phantom.

The indestructible shadow of the Xuanwu began to tremble. After only ten breaths for about ten times, it cracked open.

The terrifying demonic energy is like the sharpest sharpness in the world, even comparable to the attack of the God Emperor.

He directly broke the shadow of Xuanwu.

Although Jian Fengyun was surprised, he still reacted quickly. The magic tricks appeared in front of him and turned into layers of defensive shields. However, the attack on the soul-sharing body of the Demon God Emperor was too terrifying.

Therefore, with the crisp sounds, the defensive light curtains all burst, and the fists filled with this demonic energy hit Jian Fengyun's body.

The terrifying demonic energy burst out in Jian Fengyun's chest.

Jian Fengyun let out a low groan from his throat, his face turned slightly pale, and a trace of blood shining with green light overflowed down the corner of his mouth.

He did not expect that the soul-dividing body of the Demon Dragon Emperor actually had a way to break the absolute defense of the Xuanwu Law, and he did not expect that the attacks of his two figures were equally powerful, far exceeding the combat power that ordinary quasi-saint realm powers should have.

Then the impact of his fists, his figure retreated dozens of feet away, and he turned around and flew in one direction.

He expected that the Dragon Ball of the Demon Dragon Emperor was very important to him, but he did not expect that he would still have such combat power after losing the Dragon Ball.

You know, he escaped from the Red Gold Tower and was injured and fled, and took over a monk from the Great Western Heaven. It was absolutely impossible for him to be unscathed. If he had no choice, he had no need to take over the body.

After all, every body-taking requires the power of the soul to be consumed.

However, the Demon Dragon Emperor in this state actually has such powerful combat power.

"Boy, the means of the God Emperor Realm are not something you can predict. If you plot against me, it is like a mayfly shook the sky."

The soul-dividing body of the Demon Dragon Emperor suddenly spoke, turned into two afterimages and appeared quickly behind Jian Fengyun.

I felt two terrifying and terrifying demonic energy brewing out. A cold shout brought out a circle of energy ripples, and hit Jian Fengyun one after another.

If such a situation is hit.

Even if Jian Fengyun does not die, he will be unable to escape the heavy damage.

The powerful pressure was released, pressing Jian Fengyun's robe tightly against his back. The huge fist, which was shining with magic, was also rapidly magnifying in his pupils.
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