Medical Martial God Chapter 690: Dragon overlord body [fourth more]

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The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, one of the most advanced sword formations in the Wushuang Sword Sect, requires 108 martial king-level powerhouses to join forces to be able to display it. The damage is huge, even if the Martial Emperor powerhouse of the Supreme Emperor is trapped in it. It is also a life of nine deaths.

The person trapped in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Array will not only suffer the damage of countless sword auras in his body, but his spirit and soul will also endure the pain of being torn apart by the sword aura, and eventually explode and die, which is extremely cruel.

However, Wushuang Sword Ancestor's comprehension of swordsmanship has already reached its peak. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, which originally required 108 martial king-level powerhouses to jointly display, can be displayed only with a move of his mind.

The sword formation that trapped Ye Xuan now is the cruelest sword formation of Myriad Tribulations.

Looking from a distance, the dense sword air formed an airtight sword air cage trapping Ye Xuan in it, making it impossible to see the inside of the sword air cage, only to hear from the inside. The sound of sword qi whistling and Ye Xuan's painful howl.

Now in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, Ye Xuan is already covered with wounds, and the magic armor condensed by the devil energy on his body has also been torn apart.

If Ye Xuan had not possessed the golden dragon holy armor body, I am afraid that he would have been torn apart by these sword auras now.

Even so, Ye Xuan at the moment looked extremely embarrassed, many eye-catching blood stains were torn by sword qi on his hands and feet, and bright red blood dripped out continuously...

And these injuries are just the appearance of Ye Xuan at the moment, and the most serious thing is his soul.

These sword auras can not only injure his body, but also his soul. Whenever the sword aura passes over him, his soul is like being torn apart by a knife, even in character Resolute, under the tearing pain, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Standing in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, watching the densely roaring sword aura, Ye Xuan Qiang endured the pain from his body and waved the dragon blade in his hand to attack and defend desperately, but those sword auras As if it will never be exhausted, every time he breaks a part of the sword aura, more sword aura will attack him...

If the situation in front of you is allowed to continue like this, then Ye Xuan will definitely be exhausted here, making his face cold and hard to see the extreme.

While resisting the attack of the sword qi, he opened the eyes of icy fire and yin and yang to check the flaws in the sword formation, but he didn't find anything.

If you want to break through this Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, you can only use powerful martial arts to defeat it.

Unfortunately, even if Ye Xuan used the fusion martial arts twice, it had no effect, making him look gloomy.

In the end, this guy simply didn't think about how to break through the attack of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Array, but instead thought about how to spend it in this Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Array.

Even in the end, this guy simply regarded the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Array in front of him as a trial, and even used these dense sword qi to cultivate.

I saw Ye Xuan's whole body surge, no longer avoiding the attack of sword energy, but sitting cross-legged in the sword formation of Myriad Tribulations, pinching the magic with both hands to display the magic of the demon king, causing his body to be Wrapped by the devil's law.

Although the magic element of the demon lord possesses extremely strong defensive power, it is still unable to withstand the attacks of these sword auras. After penetrating the magic element of the demon lord, they attacked Ye Xuan undiminished. In Ye Xuan’s body, Ye Xuan’s mouth made a painful cry...

However, with the resistance of the devil’s law, the strength of the sword aura has been weakened, so that the pain and damage caused by them when they fall on Ye Xuan’s body are within the range that Ye Xuan’s body and soul can accept. Xuan directly used sword energy to temper his body and soul.

Now he has cultivated the Yin Yang Overlord Body Art to the fourth level of Dragon Transformation.

The practice of this realm is mainly to combine the body and soul perfectly

, and in this process of integration, sublimation and transformation, gaining power and abilities beyond human limits.

And this power and ability is called the power of the dragon, so this realm is also called the dragon transformation!

Once the power of the dragon is obtained and the power of the dragon is mastered, Ye Xuan will have part of the power of the dragon. Not only can the surface of the body be transformed into dragon scales to enhance attacks or increase defenses, but also have the flying sky to escape the ground and the thunder Breath, dragon dominance and other abilities.

Only as far as Ye Xuan is concerned, it is good to be able to transform dragon scales to enhance attack and increase defense. If you want to gain other abilities, you need to continue to practice and research...

The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation in front of you can not only cause damage to Ye Xuan’s physical body, but also cause damage to his soul. This is undoubtedly a problem for Ye Xuan who cultivated the fourth stage of the Dragon Realm of Yin Yang Overlord Body Art. Excellent practice place.

Now it is a rare opportunity, Ye Xuan no longer thinks about other things at all, but concentrates on using this Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation to practice.

Using this Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, Ye Xuan might be able to cultivate a rare dragon overlord body!

Although the intense pain of the sword energy entering the body made him extremely painful, he felt that his strength had been improved, but he also felt very happy.

At the end, his painful scream gradually turned into a roar of enjoyment.

It's just that, no matter whether his voice is a painful scream or a roar of enjoyment, it is a miserable howl in the ears of Wushuang Jianzu outside.

Wu Shuang Jian Ancestor stood outside the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation with a cold face, and heard the roar from Ye Xuan inside, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Don't need to look, he can already think of Ye Xuan's body being torn apart by sword energy and howling miserably.

However, this kid persisted for a long time, and he still had the strength to shout for so long.

After that, Wushuang Jianzuo stopped paying attention to Ye Xuan in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, turned his head and turned his gaze on Fang Wujie who was battling Jian Wu Zhenren, frowning without a trace.

He obviously did not expect Fang Wujie to be able to hold on to Jian Wuzheng for so long.

You must know that Jian Wu Zhenren is a one-star martial emperor, and Fang Wujie's strength is just a martial emperor of the void star realm.

It's really not easy for this kid to cross a big realm and hold it in the hands of Jian Wu for so long, even though he just blindly dodges and defends.

At the moment, Wushuang Sword Ancestor is carefully looking at Fang Wujie, his eyes are shining sharply, and his mouth is murmured: "Wanli God walks, stealing the sky and changing hands? This guy is a thief. Holy disciple?"

The Pirate Saint, the founder of the Pirate Door, is rumored that he and the tyrant Lan Feng are people of the same era and are his brothers, robbering the rich and helping the poor, walking between the heaven and the earth, the dragon sees the supreme existence without the head, no People know his name, but the name of his Pirate Saint is unknown to everyone.

There were rumors in the Chinese rivers and lakes that Thief Saint had a hundred flowers and jade wives, and the reason why he became Thief Saint was because he could not stand the entanglement of a hundred wives and escaped the house. The thief came.

Now that Fang Wujie displays the tens of thousands of miles of God-walking and Heaven-Stealing Change of Heaven on the iconic martial arts road of Thief Sage, how can this Wushuang Sword Ancestor not be shocked and surprised.

Although he has never seen the famous Thief Saint, he knows the power of Thief Saint and is unwilling to easily make him an enemy.

At the moment, Wushuang Jianzu's eyes flickered, his eyes flickered, and his fingers flicked.

An invisible sword aura shot out from his fingertips, turned into a streamer and hit Fang Wujie's body without warning, pierced his left shoulder, and sent him away. .

When I saw this, Jian Wuzheng was about to pursue Fang Wujie, but was stopped by Wushuang Jianzu.

"Huh!"

Fang Wujie retreated for a long distance before stabilizing his figure, stretched out his palm to cover the wound on his left shoulder, raised his head and cast his gaze on Wushuang Jianzuo's body, his eyes gleaming with cold light, violent The killing intent surged.

Fang Wujie was about to attack Wushuang Jianzuo, but Wushuang Jianzuo said in a deep voice: "Wanli God walks, stealing the sky and changing hands, boy, are you the apprentice of the thief?"

"Since you know the name of the old man, don't you hurry to get me a piece and let Brother Xuan obediently?"

Hearing Ye Xuan's screams from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Array, Fang Wujie's fists creaked and gritted his teeth.

"Boy, for the sake of stealing the saint’s face, I don’t want to embarrass you. I will let you go today. As for Ye Xuan, this little beast, don’t think about it. He hurt so many disciples of my Wushuang Sword Sect. Must die!"

Wu Shuang Jian Zu looked calmly at Fang Wujie, and there was a cold voice in his mouth.

"Then what if I had to let you go?" Fang Wujie's fists creaked, and he spoke with a resolute expression.

"Then I have to kill you with me!"

Sword Ancestor Wushuang spoke blankly.

"Are you not afraid of that old man in my family?" Fang Wujie said unwillingly.

"Even if he comes! Today, Ye Xuan's little beast must die!"

Sword Ancestor Wushuang said coldly: "If you don't want to die, then get out!"

"Fuck!"

Fang Wujie let out an angry curse, moved his feet, and slammed his iron fist at Wushuang Jianzu.

"Huh!"

Unfortunately, his realm of strength is too far from Wushuang Jianzuo, and he easily blocked it: "Since you want to die with him so much, then this seat will do you well!"

"Boom!"

As the words of the Wushuang Sword Ancestor fell, his dry palms protruded and imprinted on Fang Wujie’s chest like lightning, while grasping Fang Wujie’s palm and violently exerting force, a powerful force burst out. Throwing Fang Wujie's body heavily...

"Puff......"

Fang Wujie sprayed a large amount of black blood from his mouth, flying upside down like a cannonball, hitting the ice in the distance, severely wounded, and unable to get up again, a trace of black blood continued Flowing along the corner of her mouth.

"Old stuff...cough cough..."

Fang Wujie struggled to get up from the ground, but he just stood up, with a stroke under his feet, and fell back on the ice.

"The reason why I keep your life is because I want you to watch that kid die with your own eyes, and die to save him!"

Looking at the miserable Fang Wujie, Wushuang Sword Ancestor spoke with a cold expression: "Now the screams of the kid in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation have stopped, and there is no struggling movement coming out, presumably at this moment. That kid has been torn into pieces by thousands of sword qi, exploded and died!"

"Now, let you see his tragedy with your own eyes!"

As the words of Wushuang Sword Ancestor fell, his sleeves violently waved, the invisible Qi Qi spread, and the huge Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation gradually dispersed at this moment...

As the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation dispersed, Ye Xuan, who had practiced cross-legged in the sword formation, slowly opened his closed eyes at this moment.

As Ye Xuan opened his eyes, patches of golden dragon scales spread and emerged on his right arm, and a majestic breath spread out from his body without reservation, and sounded around him. An invisible wind of strength.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's cold voice also sounded quietly at this moment.

"Old stuff, thank you for allowing me to cultivate a dragon body!"