A terrifying momentum swept out from the body of the Nantian Demon Emperor, and a huge sea of souls was stirred and turbulent.
Swallowed hundreds of runes.
The figure of the Nantian Demon Emperor became more and more solid.
Even through the lamp flame, you can clearly see its ferocious, terrifying, and even distorted face.
"Can't the Ancestral Dragon Soul break that formation?" Ye Xingchen smiled, not showing any signs of being discouraged. With a slight movement of his mind, the Ancestral Dragon Soul returned to his side, staring at Nan Tian across the way.
Demon Emperor.
"Hmph! It's just a thought, but you want to break through this emperor's formation?" Nantian Demon Emperor sneered and said: "Boy, I don't have much patience. If you don't hand over the runes of the Witch God Palace, you will be ruined."
Don’t blame me for being rude to you.”
Click!
A crisp sound came from the 'formation'. The Nantian Demon Emperor, who was still full of pride, suddenly froze. He turned his head mechanically and saw Ye Xingchen's little white-bone beast.
, I don’t know when, I slipped out of the formation.
Those cute little paws were holding an elephant bone and chewing it non-stop.
The formation is broken.
Wu Ling'er's figure also appeared outside the formation.
The little white-bone beast, which was already so hungry that its eye sockets were sunken, gnawed happily. It opened its mouth and kept chirping, swallowing several elephant bones in an instant.
Demon Emperor Nantian froze completely.
How hard those elephant bones are, he knows better than anyone present. Wu Ling'er's shaman ax and Ye Xingchen's ancestral dragon soul were unable to break through the formation, but the weak white-bone beast
, chewed off the elephant bones outside the formation.
"Little...little beast, if you dare to destroy my elephant bones, I...I will crush your bones and raise them to ashes, so that you will never be reincarnated for eternity."
The Demon Emperor of Nantian was angry.
The soul shadow on the bronze glazed lamp solidified again, sweeping with a majestic momentum, and rushed towards the little white-bone beast. Wu Ling'er, who had escaped from the trap, sneered and said: "Nantian Demon Emperor
, without that formation, I would like to see what other methods you have, Palace Master?"
"Witch Axe..."
Boom!
The shadow of the ax that filled the sky instantly enveloped the entire bronze glazed lamp.
"Good opportunity."
Seeing that Wu Ling'er had taken action, Ye Xingchen did not dare to delay, otherwise, once the Nantian Demon Emperor was allowed to take a breath, it would probably be his catastrophe. With a thought, the Ancestral Dragon Soul entrenched beside him let out a low roar.
Just flew over.
The shadow of the ax fell on the glass cup.
It weakened in an instant. A large part of Nantian Demon Emperor's soul power, coupled with the dragon tail of the Ancestral Dragon Soul, twitched hard, and countless Witch God Palace runes flew out from the lamp flame...
"Refining..."
Seeing that Nantian Demon Emperor had swallowed up all the runes he had refined earlier, Ye Xingchen didn't even bother to clean them up anymore. He said to Wu Ling'er, "I'll leave that to you, old turtle."
"good."
Wu Ling'er replied expressionlessly, picked up her witch ax and struck it again.
"Old turtle, don't you want to trap me?"
Bang!
The witch ax struck the lamp flame, causing the entire bronze and glazed lamp to sway.
"Old turtle, you dare to provoke this palace master."
Bang!
"So what about the Bone Elephant clan? I, the Lord of the Palace, will crush you to ashes today."
Bang!
Every time Wu Ling'er's ax struck the bronze glazed lamp, the flame of the lamp would weaken a bit.
The figure of the Nantian Demon Emperor also gradually dimmed.
"Stop...stop."
Seeing Wu Ling'er, he became more and more furious. The Nantian Demon Emperor who was hiding in the lamp flame said weakly: "Wu Ling'er, this bronze glazed lamp is the same as your Wu Shen Palace. They are ancient treasures. If
If this emperor is not in control, with your actions like this, it would have dealt with you long ago..."
After hearing what Nantian Demon Emperor said, Wu Ling'er just sneered and didn't say anything.
The movements of his hands still showed no intention of stopping.
"Wu Ling'er, I ask you to stop, otherwise we will perish together." The Nantian Demon Emperor roared at the top of his lungs.
perish together?
Wu Ling'er had a sneer on her face, and the corner of her eye always stayed on Ye Xingchen. When she saw him talking about the last rune of the Wushen Palace, she had refined it. She thought that she had been imprisoned for millions of years and was finally getting out of trouble.
My whole heart trembled.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Above Ye Xingchen's head, an ancient palace filled with demonic energy emerged. Countless creatures and totems flew into the palace. Ye Xingchen, who was already at the peak of the Star King and only one step away from the Star Saint Realm, had an expression on his face.
With a 'swish', it suddenly turned pale.
"Little... little thing..."
"Um?"
The little white-bone beast, who was holding an elephant bone and feasting on it, turned his head to look at Ye Xingchen. When he saw the Wushen Palace above his head, he was slightly startled. Then, he noticed the pain on his face.
He looked like one and cursed angrily: "You...you idiot, the Witch God Palace is just like the bronze glazed lamp, it is an ancient treasure. If you condense it now, you are simply seeking death..."
The little white-bone beast's eyes turned red.
It gnawed a lot of elephant bones, and the star power in its body was restored to less than one-third.
Woohoo!
Thinking that he had finally replenished a little star power, and now he had to take advantage of the Wushen Palace, it also had a face of physical pain, and did not dare to delay any longer, otherwise, if Ye Xingchen was swallowed by the Wushen Palace, it, the star beast, would also
It won't end well.
"Stupid... idiot, you are hopeless."
The little white-bone beast was cursing as he sent the star power he had finally refined into Ye Xingchen's sea of stars.
"call……"
Wu Ling'er, who was also worried, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Xingchen's face turned rosy again. The witch ax in his hand struck the bronze glazed lamp with all his strength.
The Nantian Demon Emperor was so weak that only an afterimage remained.
"Wu... Wu Ling'er, you forced me to do this. In the worst case, we will perish together."
The voice of the Nantian Demon Emperor roared.
"Soul Sacrifice Technique..."
Woohoo!
The soul of the Nantian Demon Emperor instantly turned scarlet. Seeing this scene, Wu Ling'er's expression also changed slightly, and he murmured: "Sacrifice...soul sacrifice? Is this a forbidden magical power?"
"No...no, that old bastard is going to blow himself up..." Not only Wu Ling'er, but also the little bone beast who was still in pain, when he heard the words 'soul sacrifice', his face turned pale.
A look of panic flashed across his face, and he subconsciously rushed towards Ye Xingchen.
Wu Ling'er also put away the ax and exclaimed to Ye Xingchen, "Little thief, leave the soul sea quickly."
"Hahaha... How can it be so easy to leave? Everyone, please be buried with me!"
The remaining soul of the Nantian Demon Emperor exploded.
The terrifying power swept across the entire soul sea in an instant...