After Yang Yongxin recognized his son, his fighting spirit was high and he was decisive in killing. Although the two brothers Wu Libin and Wu Wenchao could fight the intermediate White Soul together, they only had the strength of the basic White Soul after all. They could only hold back, but not defeat, and it would take a long time.
If you do it, you will fall into a disadvantage. Facing Yang Yongxin's violent attack, you will instantly decline. If you fall into a disadvantage, you can only grit your teeth and persevere.
On the other hand, in another battle circle, Wu Tianguang's opponent changed from the Purple Dragon Combat Formation to Yang Ming. The two faced off with weapons, and neither one wanted to take the first move.
"Who is this young man? His strength is not simple."
"He seems to be calling the Palace Master father. Is he the Palace Master's illegitimate son?"
"Have you forgotten? The Lord of the Palace has nine heirs. In addition to the eight heirs we usually see, there is one more. But this last one was more than ten years ago..."
"You're saying that this young man is the youngest young master, but his strength is already at the level of a black soul. Even if he cultivated in his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to achieve a black soul in his teens, right?"
"Who says it's impossible? Don't forget the two Yin and Yang Sects as examples..."
"That's not possible. Those two people were born with countless supplies of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and elixirs, and even had strong men to teach them how to practice. Our lost young master does not have these things. If this boy is really the long-lost young master
, then his qualifications are even more terrifying than those two from the Yin and Yang Sect!"
"..."
The eyes of the black soul elders below were all fixed on the tall figure in the sky. Whispers spread out like a tide, and the entire main hall square became commotion at this moment.
"I heard from the people below that you have a close relationship with Yang Yongxin. That's just right. After I capture you, Yang Yongxin has to agree to our request, and we can even turn him around and make him hand over a huge ransom." Wu Tianguang.
His eyes were gloomy and he smiled solemnly.
"I'm afraid that you, an old man, don't have the ability!" Yang Ming stared at Wu Tianguang, but a smile appeared on his lips, but there was a murderous intention in that smile. Because Wu Tianguang was a member of the Chaos God Cult, Yang Ming
It was impossible for Ming to let him go.
Wu Tianguang's eyes were stern. He took one step and a powerful magic element suddenly burst out from his body. Then, with a movement of his body, it turned into a sharp rainbow light and flew towards Yang Ming.
"Huh, sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Wu Tianguang's figure suddenly rushed out, and the iron whip in his hand instantly shook out sharp lights and shadows. It stabbed Yang Ming's vital parts as fast as lightning. Rapid wind-breaking sounds were quickly formed under his whip.
"Nine whips of flying snow!"
The light and shadow of the iron whip flew out, and in an instant it was approaching Yang Ming. Then Wu Tianguang's eyes turned cold, and his arms suddenly vibrated in arcs, and the sharp whip shadows, with a hint of ice coldness, moved along the
Yang Ming's bones and joints all over his body were violently twitched away.
Although a weapon like an iron whip is not as sharp as a sword, nor does it have a far-reaching attack range like a spear or halberd, it can transmit the user's powerful power to the maximum extent. As long as it is hit by it, it will cause explosive damage.
Hit the joint and crush it directly.
However, facing Wu Tianguang's fierce offensive, Yang Ming did not panic at all. He stepped out with a fierce step, and a terrifying force was quickly transmitted to the Tianlin Thunder Halberd. As he waved it, layers of defense networks were formed.
.
"Ding ding ding..."
There were nine rings in a row, and Yang Ming took one step back after each ring. He took nine steps back in total. Although he stepped back, he still managed to neutralize the fierce attack. Wu Tianguang's expression instantly became solemn.
"It's my turn to attack, wind and thunder destroy the demon, kill!"
There was a loud shout in Yang Ming's mouth, and he immediately took a step forward. The bright and powerful magic element burst out, the light surged into the sky, and the Tianlin Thunder Halberd in his hand suddenly stabbed out!
As the halberd blasted out, two colors of purple and green appeared on the body of the halberd at the same time. The two rays of light intertwined and were extremely coordinated, containing unparalleled fierceness and domineering, and then roared from the sky, fiercely
Stab the enemy hard.
Wu Tianguang suddenly felt something bad. He couldn't catch this kind of power. He turned around and wanted to tear apart the space to avoid its sharp edge. Unexpectedly, Yang Yongxin shouted and stopped his thoughts.
"Purple Dragon belongs to, form a formation, suppress the space!"
In the main hall square, after receiving the order, all the Zilong elders burst out with astonishing magic energy, which directly made the space several times stronger. Wu Tianguang could only tear an inch-long crack, which was not enough for him to enter the transfer.
"Bastard thing!"
Seeing that Wu Tianguang couldn't tear apart the space, he could only bite the bullet and receive Yang Ming's attack. When he pressed his finger on the iron whip, the two iron whips separated one by one. There were chains connecting each section, making the iron whip no longer
It lost its previous rigidity and became extremely flexible, and its length was doubled.
He flicked his hands, and the two whips flew in front of him, forming a magic vortex. It was similar to the water dragon entanglement that Yang Ming had seen before. It was a force-relieving technique.
"Bang bang..."
The halberd bombarded the whirlpool, causing constant explosions that resounded throughout the sky. The entire Purple Dragon Palace seemed to be trembling at this moment, and waves of extremely violent energy swept across crazily...
The impact in the sky did not last long, and then everyone was shocked to see that the unparalleled halberd directly tore open the magic vortex, and then stabbed Wu Tianguang on the shoulder.
"Poof!"
When the halberd blade entered his body, Wu Tianguang's complexion suddenly turned pale, he staggered and almost fell down.
Looking at the injured figure in the sky, cheers rang out in the square of the main hall. No one expected that Yang Ming, who was rushing back from outside, would forcefully injure Wu Tianguang, who was so domineering just now, with one person.
"Intermediate White Soul, nothing more than that!"
As soon as Yang Ming's sarcasm fell, an earth-shattering aura rose into the sky from Wu Tianguang's body and enveloped the entire Purple Dragon Palace. Even Zuojiao City a few miles away could vaguely detect it. Wu Wenchao and Wu Libin shouted to stop.
: "Brother, you can't be exposed!"
How could Wu Tianguang listen to the advice now? His eyes were red, and a fierce blood-colored light suddenly burst out of his body and reattached to his body. A cold killing intent was like a bone-cutting knife.
Generally, it spread quietly, causing everyone in the entire Purple Dragon Palace to change their color!
When light and shadow entered the body, Wu Tianguang's appearance immediately changed. His muscles swelled, his hair turned from gray to dead gray, and two fangs emerged from his mouth, shaped like a demon, and his aura slowly climbed. It was the secret skill of Shenzong.
, the possessed form.
However, Wu Tianguang's possessed form was different from the possessed forms that Yang Ming had seen before. His possessed form remained humanoid as a whole, with only slight changes. It was not like the whole person that Yang Ming saw in the Green Wood Sect, which was covered in scales.
It's like the incarnation of a monster.
Wu Libin and Wu Wenchao had given up entangled with Yang Yongxin when Wu Tianguang used Bewitched, and led a group of black soul guards away from the battle circle. Now Wu Tianguang can overthrow them with every move he makes, and they will only get in the way if they stay here.
Because of the change in Wu Tianguang's aura, Yang Yongxin was worried that his son would have an accident, so he quickly came to Yang Ming's side. Seeing that his son was almost as tall as himself, Yang Yongxin was quite touched, but the current situation did not allow him to be sad, so he adjusted
He asked Yang Ming emotionally: "Ming'er, what's wrong with him?"
Yang Ming said solemnly: "This is the secret skill of the Shen Sect. You can freely control the possessed state to achieve the purpose of enhancing your strength. Father, I will explain to you later. The first priority now is to stop Wu Tianguang."
Although Yang Yongxin was extremely doubtful, after hearing his son's words, he hurriedly made preparations. At this time, Wu Tianguang had reached the perfection of the white soul, but his aura was still rising.
"Purple Dragon's subordinates obey the order and form the Purple Dragon Joint Attack Formation!"
An order came out of Yang Yongxin's mouth, and the more than 100 black soul elders below immediately adjusted their formation. This time, Yang Yongxin himself was in charge, and the other one was Yang Ming.
A steady stream of magic elements poured into his body. Yang Ming clenched his fists to feel the surging power. He turned to Yang Yongxin and asked, "Father, is this?"
Yang Yongxin patted his son on the shoulder and said: "This is the combined attack formation of the Purple Dragon Palace. It can combine the power of multiple people and transfer it to the designated person. As a father, I am responsible for maintaining the formation. Don't worry, go fight!"
Although they had just met each other not long ago, the feeling of having family members as their backing made Yang Minghao so angry that his state of mind quietly changed, and he actually broke through. His aura instantly reached the Black Soul Intermediate Level, and the magic energy in his body spurted out. Now
He, combined with the power of the elders of the Purple Dragon Palace, had the confidence to face the powerful Wu Tianguang.
When Yang Ming broke through, Wu Tianguang had already completed his transformation. The latter's aura was now infinitely close to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and he could blow up gusts of wind with a wave of his hand. The sky above him was already covered with dark clouds, and arcs of electricity were flashing in them.
It seemed as if it was about to fall.
Yang Ming raised his halberd and swept in front of Wu Tianguang. There was a light belt behind him, which was connected to the Purple Dragon Combination Formation below. When the latter saw this, he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you think you can combine the power of these ants"
If you can fight against me, the fire of one match and the fire of thousands of matches are nothing in front of the sun."
"Whether it's worth it or not, you don't have the final say. It just depends on how I defeat you. It depends on my moves!"
Yang Ming immediately summoned up the magic energy around his body and poured the weapon into his hand. Under the infusion of a huge amount of magic energy, it emitted a dazzling light and stabbed Wu Tianguang fiercely.
"Hmph, even a pearl of rice dares to compete with the bright moon!"
Looking at the impending attack, Wu Tianguang sneered, without even the slightest intention to dodge. Bloody light appeared on his arms, and then he punched out, hitting the thunder halberd heavily.
"clang!"
The crisp sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky, and an astonishing wind of energy swept away. The Tianlin Thunder Halberd was directly blown away by Wu Tianguang's punch. His current strength