The high-grade spiritual stone contains sufficient spiritual power and is of extremely high quality. If it is only used by monks in the golden elixir stage, the spiritual power contained in a high-grade spiritual stone is enough to restore all the mana of a monk in the early golden elixir stage and still have some leftover.
But for Yuanying stage monks, the spiritual power contained in high-grade spiritual stones is somewhat insufficient.
The two high-grade spiritual stones in Zhou Yang's hands consumed 70% of their spiritual power in less than half a quarter of an hour, and the mana they replenished to Zhou Yang was less than 10% of his total mana.
During this period of time, Yulong Galaxy still failed to break free from the shackles of the Suzaku Firebird, and was still trapped in the law's fire net, unable to escape.
And after being burned for such a long time, Yulong Xinghe's nine-foot dragon body was already covered with scorch marks and suffered extremely serious burns.
Turning his eyes, Zhou Yang couldn't help but look at Li Fufeng.
I saw that Li Fufeng was still playing magic tricks to control the sixteen green flags to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After a long period of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, those green flags had many more golden seal characters on them, and even
Silver thunder lines also appeared, emitting a halo of gold, green and silver, which was extraordinary at first sight.
"Ho! Little Zhou Yang, even if I die today, I will definitely make your soul fly away!"
Yulong Xinghe looked at the changes in the sixteen cyan flags, as if he had sensed something, and a trace of madness appeared in his eyes.
He looked at Zhou Yang with crazy eyes and roared, and the flesh and blood on his body suddenly shrank and became ruined, as if something had absorbed the essence.
At the same time, the aura on his body surged again, and the law fire net that had been engraved in his flesh was forced out in an instant!
not good!
Zhou Yang's expression changed, and he quickly injected a little of the mana he had just recovered into the Suzaku Firebird's body.
But his little magic power is obviously a drop in the bucket for the Suzaku Firebird and has no effect at all.
I saw that the five-clawed true dragon's originally imprisoned dragon claws were torn apart with force, and the Law Fire Net, which was already at the end of its powerful crossbow, was directly torn into countless tiny pieces of fire on the spot.
Without the restraint of this legal fire net, the five-clawed true dragon no longer paid attention to the Suzaku Firebird, which had lost its aura, and directly flew towards Zhou Yang with its fangs and claws spread out.
"Friend Daoist Li!"
Zhou Yang looked at Li Fufeng with a changed expression. This was his only hope now.
"Hey, the demon dragon should not be so rampant, just watch the poor man kill the demon and slay the dragon!"
Li Fufeng shouted, knotted the magic seal in his hand, and the sixteen green flags immediately moved in response, each releasing a thunder of gold, green and silver to hit the five-clawed dragon.
After absorbing a large amount of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the sixteen green flags were already more than ten feet high, but the three-color thunder released was only as thick as a baby's arm and looked inconspicuous.
However, the five-clawed dragon was blasted by these three-color thunder, and its body suddenly exploded with ferocious blood holes, and it instantly suffered heavy injuries that it had never experienced before.
"Ah ah ah, damn stinky Taoist priest, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
Yulong Xinghe roared again and again, and his hatred for Li Fufeng reached its peak.
Facing his clamor, Li Fufeng chuckled and said: "Hahaha, Pindao has lived for more than two thousand two hundred years. There are so many people who want to kill Pindao. I'm afraid you are not among the top ten.
Woolen cloth!"
Before his laughter ended, he formed a seal with his hands, and sixteen more thunderbolts of three colors shot out from the sixteen cyan flags, hitting the five-clawed dragon one after another, leaving scars all over it.
The dragon's body was beaten again until the blood scales flew everywhere, and it looked so miserable.
"Damn it! Damn stinking Taoist priest, I will eat you alive, I will cut you into pieces!"
Yulong Xinghe was already furious and seemed to be losing his mind. Like a crazy beast, he stared at Li Fufeng with blood-red eyes and yelled crazily, trying to rush over and tear him apart.
But what greeted him was the ruthless attack of sixteen three-color thunderbolts in the third round.
When the third round of thunder was released, the power stored in the sixteen cyan flags was completely exhausted, and it quickly returned to a sixteen-foot-long small flag that flew back to Li Fufeng's hands along with the formation disk.
However, the five-clawed true dragon, which was hit by forty-eight three-color thunderbolts in a short period of time, had its skin torn apart and its flesh torn to pieces. It was hard to see a piece of good flesh all over its body, and its aura was extremely weak.
Even so, his tone was not weak at all. After seeing those cyan flags flying back to Li Fufeng's hands, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahaha, damn stinky Taoist priest, you've run out of tricks, right? Just look at them."
How can I eat you alive to satisfy the hatred in my heart!"
When Li Fufeng heard what he said, he looked at him with pity in his eyes and shook his head and said: "When death is imminent, you still have the courage to speak out. It's sad, deplorable, and pitiful!"
"You are about to die, are you talking about yourself? It depends on me..."
Yulong Xinghe's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and just as he was about to tell how he was going to deal with Li Fufeng, he suddenly looked back as if he sensed something.
"No!"
Screams accompanied by "rumbling" explosions resounded through the sky.
In the light of the sky, a vermilion feather fan returned to Zhou Yang's hand.
It seemed that it had consumed too much power, and the vermilion feathers that made up the fan's surface were dim and lost their original brightness.
Zhou Yang opened his mouth and took it into his body to warm it up for use in the future.
Then he looked around and saw in the dissipated firelight, a charred dragon-shaped corpse quickly fell to the ground, and soon a big hole was made on the ground.
As expected, after the dragon-shaped corpse landed on the ground, it quickly turned into a charred human corpse.
The so-called [Dragon Transformation Technique] magical power only temporarily allows Yulong Xinghe to transform into a real dragon.
Once time passes or the person dies, the magical effects will naturally dissipate and the person will return to his original human form.
"Fellow Daoist Li, Zhou has consumed too much mana and is no longer able to fight in a short period of time. From other fellow daoists, I hope that fellow daoists can help me and don't run away from these madmen of the Yulong family!"
Looking away from the burnt black body on the ground, Zhou Yang bowed his hands to Li Fufeng solemnly, indicating his situation.
When Li Fufeng saw this, he immediately agreed: "This matter is easy to talk about. As long as fellow Taoist Zhou can rest assured and restore his magic power, Pindao will go and help other fellow Taoists!"
After saying that, he immediately flew towards the battlefield where the nearest Yuqing Dao Sect monk was.
At this time, because of the death of Yulong Xinghe, the other monks of the Yulong family on the battlefield were filled with grief and anger, and they were extremely angry.
Yulong Xinghe's status in the Yulong family is extremely high. It can be said that he is second only to the clan leader Yulong Xingyu. The impact of his death is by no means comparable to that of Yulong Jinhuang and Yulong Xuanyong.
"Death! You all die to me! You will all be buried with Xinghe!"
Yulong Xingyu roared with rage, and like Yulong Xinghe, he took out a golden orb and swallowed it into his belly, and activated the so-called [Transformation of Dragon Technique] magical power.
The difference is that after using his eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivation to display this magical power, he does not need to go through the process of condensing a blood-colored cocoon of light. The length of the real dragon he transforms reaches seventeen feet, and it is not like the Yulong.
Xinghe can only display a limited number of magical powers, but he can truly show some of the charm of a true dragon.
Boom!
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and suddenly there was a violent storm.
The real dragon transformed by Yulong Xingyu was invincible in the wind and rain, and one person completely suppressed Wang Lingxiao and [Jade Jingzhenren], two late Nascent Soul monks.
The golden dragon flames he spits out from his mouth can melt any magic weapon below the seventh level!
The golden thunder and lightning emitted by a pair of dragon horns on his head is as powerful as the thunder of heavenly calamity, and it is unparalleled in dominance!
His physical defense can't even be broken by a sixth-level high-grade magic weapon, and the sharpness of his dragon claws is comparable to that of a seventh-level fairy weapon!
If not for the transformation into a real dragon, Yulong Xingyu would no longer be able to use other magic weapons other than the golden long cone. With his current magical power, Wang Lingxiao and [Yu Jingzhenren] would have fled for their lives.
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At this time, they and Zhou Yang, who were watching from a distance, realized why no one in the world of immortal cultivation in Donghua Continent dared to offend the Yulong family. Even Donghua Immortal Palace, which had two Nascent Soul ninth-level "half-step true immortal" monks,
They are all very jealous of him and are unwilling to make enemies of him easily.
If they knew that Yulong Xingyu had such power after using the magical power of [Transformation of Dragons], Wang Lingxiao and [Master Yujing] would probably not agree to Zhou Yang's request.
Unfortunately it's too late to say anything now.
Yulong Xinghe's death, this hatred has been calculated on them. Even if they want to give up at this time, they are just deceiving themselves.
Yulong Xingyu will never forget this hatred just because they stopped, and just pretend that nothing happened.
"Now I was really tricked by that kid!"
Wang Lingxiao cursed secretly in his heart, suddenly looked at [Master Yujing] and shouted: "Brother Yujing, the demon dragon is fierce, please make a decision early!"
He seemed to have expectations for [Master Yujing], and there was something in his words.
[Master Yujing] heard what he said, his eyes suddenly twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh: "That's it! Let's bleed once today!"
Before his voice fell, he made a slight gesture with his hands, as if some kind of seal had been released. The aura on his body suddenly surged, and he was instantly promoted to the ninth level of Nascent Soul, a "half-step true immortal" monk.
The eighth level of the Nascent Soul and the ninth level of the Nascent Soul seem to be only one level apart, but in fact they are two completely different realms.
In the world of immortal cultivation, there are many late-stage Nascent Soul monks who are trapped in the eighth level of the Nascent Soul for their entire lives, unable to successfully take that step.
For example, Yulong Xingyu has been trapped in this realm for more than five hundred years, and there is still no hope of a breakthrough.
Many monks who don't know the truth think that the four words "half-step true immortal" are just an honorific title, but they don't know that it actually means what it means. It really allows the ninth-level monks of Nascent Soul to possess some of the abilities of true immortals in the tribulation period.
For example, [shrinking the ground into an inch], the escape technique, can also be used by late-stage Yuanying monks, but it is definitely not as easy as the "Half-Step True Immortal" monks at the ninth level of Yuanying, as if it were instinctive.
[Master Yujing] seems to have entered this realm a long time ago, but for some reason, he had to seal part of his cultivation, allowing his cultivation to stay at the eighth level of Nascent Soul.
At this time, as soon as he unsealed his cultivation, he immediately showed a combat power that far exceeded before.
I saw him making a quick gesture with both hands, and then waved his hand fiercely forward, and a sky-blue wind blade shaped like a moon blade flew through the air and struck the five-clawed true dragon in an instant.
Under the chopping of this azure wind blade, the dragon scale defense that had previously been difficult to break even with the sixth level flying sword was directly cut open by the wind blade, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside, and the dragon's blood spilled into the sky.
Then there was a flash of white light on his body, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye, appearing in another place in the sky dozens of miles away, causing a golden thunderbolt to strike him in the air.
Next, [Master Yujing] took action one after another, using the wind blade that contained the power of the law to leave many wounds that were difficult to heal on the body of the real dragon transformed by Yulong Xingyu, finally containing the opponent's fierce power.
As for Wang Lingxiao, when he was restraining Yulong Xingyu, he injected more than 30% of his own mana into the [Red Night Divine Spear] at once, and directly hit the head of Yulong Xingyu's golden dragon pet with one spear.
He penetrated it and almost killed him on the spot.
After eliminating Yulong Xingyu's most effective assistant, he dared to take action with all his strength and fight with [Yu Jingzhenren] against Yulong Xingyu who transformed into a real dragon.
"It seems that the so-called [Transformation of Dragon Technique] has great restrictions on the use of it. Not every Yulong Family Yuanying Stage monk can use it."
"That's right, if every Yulong Clan Yuanying Stage monk can perform this [Dragon Transformation Technique], I won't have heard of this magical power in the world of immortal cultivation in Donghua Continent!"
In the distance, Zhou Yang retracted his gaze from Yulong Xingyu, turned to look at the other three Yulong Family Yuanying monks, and whispered to himself thoughtfully.
Yulong Xinghe's words before his death actually revealed a lot of information about this [Dragon Transformation Technique], that is, lifespan and cultivation will be reduced after use.
Longevity and cultivation are the things that cultivators care about most. If the cost is these two things, even if the benefits of [Transforming Dragon Art] are so obvious, the monks of the Yulong family will definitely not know how to use this magical power.
Be careful again.
This can be seen from the fact that after Jiang Fengxian killed Yulong Xuanyong, neither Yulong Xingyu nor Yulong Xinghe used this magical power to avenge him.
If he hadn't discovered the ambush this time and was afraid of the [Suzaku Fan] in Zhou Yang's hand, Yulong Xinghe might not have made up his mind to use this magical power so easily.
However, there is no invincible magical power in the world. Although [Transformation of Dragon Technique] is strong, its weaknesses are also obvious. Once used, not only will the cultivator lose the magical power originally mastered, but also lose the ability to control most of the magical weapons, and it will also affect the wisdom of the mind.
, causing people's temperament to change drastically and be affected by animal instincts.
It's just that this weakness is not obvious in Yulong Xingyu, because after using the [Transformation of Dragon Art], his strength has almost reached the sixth level limit, and he can not be afraid of any enemy even with his physical body and the acquired true dragon supernatural power.
Even though [Master Yu Jing] can hurt him now, in fact, those injuries to him are just flesh wounds, without hurting the root, it is even more impossible to kill him.
Yulong Xinghe, who was much weaker than him, lost his life in vain because of these weaknesses.
The war continues.
After the outbreak on Yulong Xingyu's side was contained, Li Fufeng quickly made new achievements on other battlefields. He teamed up with a fellow disciple to kill a sixth-level low-grade white-scaled water dragon.
Afterwards, the two of them collected the body of the white-scaled water dragon and divided it into two parts to help other monks besiege their opponents.
With this snowballing, it can be said that the situation for the Yulong family is over and their defeat is certain.
"Patriarch, our operation has failed this time. Now is not the time to act on impulse. The top priority is to preserve our strength first, and then find opportunities to avenge the seventh elder and the others!"
The owner of the white-scaled water dragon watched with tears in his eyes as his beloved pet's body was taken away by the enemy. With a face filled with grief and anger, he shouted loudly to Yulong Xingyu from afar to express his opinion.
And his opening seemed to give the other two people courage, and they couldn't help but shout loudly: "Clan leader, please think again!"
Yulong Xingyu, who was fighting fiercely with [Yujing Zhenren], was shocked. He couldn't help but glance at other battlefields. He saw that the Yulong family monks and Jiaolong in various battlefields were clearly in an absolute position under the siege of the superior enemy.
They were at a disadvantage, and each of them was injured and bloody, and suffered serious injuries.
Seeing this scene, his heart twitched violently, a look of grief and anger flashed in the golden dragon's eyes, and he had to make an extremely painful decision, and loudly replied: "Okay, you retreat first, I will come to cut off the rear for you!"
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When the voice fell, he abandoned the two formidable enemies [Yu Jing Zhenren] and Wang Lingxiao without any regard. Regardless of whether their attacks fell on him, he pounced on Li Fufeng and a Xuanyang Immortal like a mad tiger.
Zong monk.
If he could, of course he wanted to kill Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang was too far away from him and far away from several battlefields. If he ignored Zhou Yang and killed him, [Master Yujing] and Wang Lingxiao could choose to kill the nearest one.
Two Nascent Soul monks from the Yulong family.
Even if he can kill Zhou Yang by then, he will still have to sacrifice the lives of two other monks of the same race, or even the lives of all the monks of the same race except himself.
The price was too great, too great for him to bear, so he had no choice but to choose Li Fufeng, who was also responsible for killing Yulong Xinghe, as his revenge target.
He really made the right choice!
Li Fufeng is the most promising monk in the Yuqing Taoist Sect to be promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, and he is also a sixth-level formation master. It is impossible for [Master Yujing] to see anything happen to him.
The Xuanyang Immortal Sect could not afford the loss of any Nascent Soul cultivator, and Wang Lingxiao did not dare to exchange money with Yulong Xingyu.
The two of them followed Yulong Xingyu in unison and tried their best to stop him from dealing with other monks on their side.
However, Li Fufeng and the Yuanying monk of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect did not dare to confront Yulong Xingyu, the fierce dragon crossing the river. They simply gave up on the opponent they were about to win and evacuated the battlefield to avoid the enemy's edge.
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When Yulong Xingyu saw that this move was effective, he naturally kept up his efforts and immediately rushed towards the battlefield where another Yulong family monk was.
"Damn it! Old Yulong thief, you dare to fight to the death, don't you dare to do so, Zhou? Fight to the death!"
A fierce look flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes, and he directly let the silver puppet take the remaining [Sky Thunder Bead] in his hand, and then Nascent Soul left his body and brought the [Suppressing Sky Canglong Cauldron] into the silver puppet's body, letting the silver puppet
Using the "Thunder Escape Technique" one after another, he quickly rushed to a battlefield thousands of miles away.
On that battlefield, [Master Bailu] and Liu Yunxiang were fighting hard against the second-level Nascent Soul monk from the Yulong family.
Fortunately, before Zhou Yang took action, he temporarily lent Liu Yunxiang the sixth-level low-grade defensive magic weapon [Bi Guangzhu] obtained from Shen Luoyan to defend herself, otherwise she would not have been able to defend herself against the fierce offensive of the Yulong Family Yuanying Stage monk. Hold down until now.
[Master Bailu] relied on a [Flaming Dragon Whip] and his own magic weapon to help him, but he could barely deal with the sixth-order black dragon. When Zhou Yang intervened, he had even been injured by the poison of the black dragon. , it looked like I couldn’t hold it any longer.
It is worth mentioning that the Mo Jiao who fought with [White Deer Master] was the original Mo Jiao who was the spiritual pet of Yu Long Xuan Yong.
This ink dragon came here this time following the second-level Yulong Yu family monk, probably wanting to avenge its former master.
At this time, Zhou Yang Yuanying came out of his body and commanded the silver puppet to rush into the battlefield. At the cost of some of his newly recovered mana and a mouthful of Yuanying's natal essence, he activated the [Suppressing Sky Canglong Cauldron] to kill the Yulong Family Yuanying. The monk was suppressed to the ground.
Then the puppet threw the purple thunder bead in his hand, and threw the last [Sky Thunder Bead] refined by the power of thunder directly next to the second-level Yulong Family Nascent Soul monk.
Boom!
The [Sky Thunder Bead], which was comparable to the full blow of a sixth-level Yuanying monk, exploded close to his body, instantly seriously injuring the second-level Yulong Family Yuanying monk.
Then there was a flash of lightning, and the silver puppet appeared beside him through the [Thunder Escape Technique]. He cut him in half with a sword, and punched him away as he prepared to escape from his body.
So far, the Yulong family has lost four direct members because of Zhou Yang, three of whom are Nascent Soul monks!
"What a bastard. You managed to escape last time, but now you dare to send me to my door. Zhou will send you to reunite with your master today!"
Zhou Yang controlled the silver puppet and turned around. A pair of silver eyes without any emotion looked at the ink dragon who was fighting with [White Deer Master]. His voice was as cold as ice, making the ink dragon tremble all over. There was a flash of extreme fear, and he was so frightened by Zhou Yang's words that he turned around and ran away.