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Chapter 1639 Has Fu Yang fallen behind?

Not only that, the remaining light balls have also integrated in, making the power of this "Light Prison" even more powerful!

Fu Yang punched and kicked in it. The force exerted by his fists and kicks could easily penetrate even a one-foot-thick steel plate. But when he hit the inside of the ball of light, it was like hitting cotton. All the force

All have been removed...

"Oh? It's actually so mysterious. I still don't believe it! Five-color sword wheel, kill it for me."

With a thought in his mind, Fu Yang controlled the five-color sword wheel behind his back to spin and fly out. It circled around the inside of the arc-shaped light ball, spinning back and forth to kill and cut.

However, the miraculous thing is that once there is a crack in the sword mark, a burst of clear light will flash and repair it instantly.

After the five-color sword wheel rotated around for a while, the light prison was still intact!

Fu Yang was slightly surprised: "This pretentious leader...is much better than those elders? It seems that it is not unreasonable for these Thai practitioners who are like frogs in the well to worship him so much."

He was in the middle of the battle, so of course he didn't notice. This "Light Prison" sphere, which was shining with clear light, was vaguely connected to the entire clear light sky above his head!

And this clear light sky curtain comes from the power of the formation of nine huge light pillars.

In other words, Fu Yang is actually fighting against the power of the entire Ramajan Valley!

He didn't realize that Mr. Xiong, who was watching the battle on the ground below, could see it clearly.

This damn fat cat was thinking secretly in his heart.

"Now it is basically certain that this is definitely a power from China. It cannot be an indigenous magic from a foreign barbarian country like Thailand! No wonder the ancient Chinese characters appeared on the buff formations on the mountain walls on both sides at the entrance of the valley.

.It is clearly a Chinese thing, and the Siamese characters at the back were all added by the Thai kid who occupied this place, right?"

"And this routine... why does it feel so familiar! It seems that I have seen it before. But why can't I remember it? Damn it, the giant monster of heaven and fear, can your memory stop being intermittent all the time?"

Mr. Xiong was a little angry, and he patted his head vigorously with his two stubby little paws.

Zheng Na who was next to her ran over and said loudly: "Uncle Fatty Cat, are you crazy? Are you going to hit yourself in the head? Don't go crazy here and help me, Brother Fu Yang, Master."

Mr. Xiong rolled his eyes: "What are you so anxious about, little girl? Look at Mr. Fu, does he look like he wants help? What a great opportunity to show off like this. It will destroy the spiritual pillar of an alliance. It's exciting just thinking about it!

I'm going to step in and steal his spotlight. He will definitely be anxious about me. If you don't believe it, just take a look..."

As the fat cat spoke, he gathered his two paws in front of his mouth like a human hand and shouted into the air: "Boy Fu, do you want my help?"

Fu Yang, who was sealed in this "square-inch light prison" and couldn't get out for the time being, was furious and responded: "Help me! I can do it myself."

Mr. Xiong shrugged at Zheng Na: "Look, what I said is right."

At the same time, seeing Fu Yang imprisoned in this light prison, the members of the Siam Supernatural Alliance began to cheer again, excited for their leader. Praising voices sounded like a tsunami.

The leader of the white-robed alliance also showed a smile: "You devil, are you about to be executed? If you kneel down and beg for mercy, and are willing to be my Siam Supernatural Alliance's war slave to make up for your mistakes, you may be spared your life."

The so-called war slaves, as the name suggests, are full-time thugs!

I have to say, this guy is really whimsical.

"Let your mother go... cough cough. Stop talking nonsense! I'll see how quickly I can break through your useless prison."

Fu Yang originally wanted to curse, but when he thought that Zheng Na was still watching the whole thing below, he swallowed it hard. He didn't say the complete curse of "fuck you."

The white-robed leader naturally didn't believe it.

His name is Wright Zhu, and he is the third leader of the Siam Supernatural Alliance since its establishment. He was born in the Ramajan Valley since he was a child. He thinks he has studied the secrets of this valley very thoroughly, surpassing the previous two leaders -

—that is, his grandfather and father.

He knew clearly that this valley was originally the location of a cave gate that might have been left by Chinese cultivators!

In fact, why does Fu Yang think that Laitizhu's magic is similar to Chinese Taoism?

Because, their line of hereditary alliance leaders, starting from his grandfather, have been secretly practicing and pondering the powerful Taoist skills left in this valley!

That is many times more powerful than their original Siamese magic.

But because there is no real teacher, I just copy the tiger and imitate the cat according to my own imagination. Therefore, I have a specious feeling and it is not pure.

Wright Zhu's "Square-inch Light Prison" is a powerful technique he has learned over the past eighteen years!

It can mobilize the formation power of the entire Ramajian Valley to the greatest extent, and continuously replenish it to the light prison, so that the people locked in it have no chance to escape.

Unless... he can instantly erupt with terrifying power comparable to the entire huge valley!

Wright Zhu secretly thought: "Hmph! Since you are a devil from China, I will torture you to see if you can use it for my own purposes. In this way, I will continue to ponder the secrets of this valley.

It’s of great use.”

Okay!

At this moment, this guy actually wants to conquer Fu Yang and become his slave brother. He is very courageous!

It seems that what I just said about letting Fu Yangchen become a war slave and sparing his life was not a joke...

Fu Yang, who was sealed in the ball of light and unable to escape, cast various ghost spells and Maoshan spells one after another on the inside, punching, kicking, and cutting with magic swords.

But it's no use!

Because he was fighting against the power of the entire Ramajan Valley.

Although Fu Yang is indeed very strong now, he is still far behind when facing a large formation across a whole valley.

White-robed leader Laitizhu sneered: "Stop struggling fearlessly. Surrender to me and beg for mercy. This is your only choice and way to survive."

"Bah! I don't know why the spells used by you, a foreign barbarian, are so similar to my Chinese Taoism. But I, Fu Yang, will soon teach you how to be a human being. I will beat you to the ground!"

Fu Yang was furious.

Wright Zhu shook his head in a pretentious manner and sighed softly: "Oh, you are really stubborn. That's all, you must suffer a little."

He stretched out his hands at the same time and began to change different curse seals.

The left hand is the fingerprint of ancient Siamese witchcraft, but the right hand is Chinese Taoism!

This guy is indeed incredibly talented. He is actually already trying to fuse Siamese ancient witchcraft and Chinese Taoism? Moreover, he should be initially successful.

At least... one spell was successful!

Wright Zhu said coldly: "Light Prison·Ten Thousand Thorns Punishment!" (fifth update)

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