Dragon-Marked War God Chapter 103: Heaven Punishment
Everyone stared stunned at the flying ghost head, and a chill appeared in their hearts.
There are many spells that can be broken and reconnected when repairing Immortal World. There are also cultivation methods that can repair three heads and six arms, but these cultivation method are not as weird as black-clothed person.
The head can still be controlled when it flies out, and it can return to the body intact after being smashed by a shot. Even evil cultivators must take a breath of air for this.
Listening to black-clothed person's strange terrifying voice, Long Yang is still calm, coldy smiled and said:
"Whether you are human or ghost, today is your day to die!"
black-clothed person's laughter ceased, and Long Yang's repeated provocations really made him a little angry.
His real strength is Golden Immortal late stage. In this Atlanta Trench, after being suppressed, he can only exert the strength of Heaven Immortal late stage.
But his realm and experience are still there, far from being comparable to a Heaven Immortal initial stage kid like Long Yang.
"Boy, don't you think you're a little too arrogant?"
black-clothed person complexion transformation, terrifying's fangs shine with a strange luster.
"Noisy!"
Long Yang didn't talk nonsense with black-clothed person, Panlongji directly take action, one finger broke Vault of Heaven, cut through sea water and Vault of Heaven, golden light was close to black-clothed person.
black-clothed person was furious, this kid didn't even wait for him to finish his words and started to do it, he really didn't take him seriously.
He put his hands together, clearly a ghost, but made a Buddha's gesture and made a black light.
The black awn and the golden awn collided in the water without making a sound. The two melted into each other and then disappeared.
"This kid's golden light can actually resist the devour of ghosts, this battle must be resolved quickly!"
black-clothed person sees that the ghost that can devour everything encounters Jinmang, and he seems to be afraid. He has no ability to swallow, and his heart is dignified. This place is not a ghost world. His ghost is limited and cannot fight for a long time.
He looked solemn and solemnly took out a black sickle, his mouth was plausible:
"The ghost king is above, please grant me the strength to kill the enemy..."
Long Yang didn't have time to listen to him chanting a spell there. One shot was fired, two smashed Longquan, and several golden lights flew out, bursting open beside black-clothed person, like a water bottle bursting, Longquan gushing.
Bursts of black gas appeared around black-clothed person, wrapping black-clothed person tightly inside, blocking the impact of the explosion.
As the last character collapsed, the black sickle suddenly began to vibrate, the dark wind howled, ghostly, as if there were countless souls screaming within it.
black-clothed person wields a terrifying sickle, looks like a ghost, breaks the water and runs towards Long Yang at a very fast speed, reaching Long Yang in the blink of an eye.
Long Yang was in a hurry, and the Dragon's Back was swung from bottom to top, creating a golden wave in the water.
The black sickle shattered the golden waves like a destructive force. With the black energy blessed by the black sickle, it had the power to counter the sacred spiritual energy of Long Yang.
Long Yang was unusually calm, Qiqiao Ling Long (exquisite)'s heart kept spinning, and instantly found the weak point of black-clothed person's offensive.
long spear take action, just hit the sickle at a point, the sickle is twisted by the force, Long Yang takes advantage of the momentum and floats back like fallen leaves.
Then Long Yang snorted lightly, and swung his gun to shoot a series of gun flowers, which spun and flew towards black-clothed person.
black-clothed person swings the scythe sideways.
A jet of black gas turned into a dragon, came out of nowhere, shook its head and swayed its tail and rushed down, more than 100 meters long, spraying clouds and mists, lingering black gas, crossing together, enough to cut off the mountain, extremely terrifying.
Long Yang rotates the Dragon's Backbone, and the whole person also rotates, hitting a very fine golden passage in the water.
golden light is extremely solid, and the soft rays of light overflows. immediately makes the black gas dragon brilliance dim, and then makes a sound of "kā chā kā chā", which dissipates on the spot.
black-clothed person suddenly exerted force, the slender body suddenly stretched tightly, the spine of the back was clearly visible, and the whole body flashed terrifying strange red light.
He held the sword in both hands, and suddenly danced wildly in the water, waving out blood-red sword energy one after another, thousands of swords were unstoppable, demon qi soaring into the sky.
Long Yang is not afraid at all, the spiritual energy in the body moves extremely still, moves at the extreme static position, and changes with its natural changes, neither retracting nor vertical, without increasing or decreasing, holding long spear tightly, spiritual energy condenses on the edge of the gun.
His essence, his god, his qi, his strength, his spirit, and his soul seem to have all condensed on the long spear at this moment, and his heart is empty, without sadness or joy.
"Go!"
A spear was swung out, and the billowing hot spear air filled the water, but it suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a cold air.
After seeing the unpredictable and strange swordsmanship of black-clothed person, Long Yang also realized the principle of Spear Technique from it, and the tyrannical Spear Technique gradually entrained some changes, making people unpredictable.
black-clothed person spit out a black gas, the black sickle has become blood-colored, and killing intent is gradually rising.
With a sudden wave, the sickle suddenly turned into an invisible and gorgeous rays of light.
"Tremble under my Death God scythe!"
The sword shadow can't be seen when looking up, but it can't be seen when looking down, hugging each other but empty in the arms, holding each other but nothing, the vast and invisible Wu Ying (traceless).
The black-clothed person knife has been superb at this point, and the terrifying is incomparable.
Before he entered the ghost world, he was also a world-famous swordsman. With the sickle enter the Dao, he was obsessed with the sword all his life.
Long Yang looked at the erratic Knife Mang, with a thousand thoughts in his heart, the seven orifices Ling Long (exquisite)'s heart turned desperately, looking for a way to solve it, but found nothing.
He felt like a boatman struggling in the dark and furious sea with high waves and strong winds, far away from the shore, giving birth to a feeling of powerlessness.
He hates this feeling of powerlessness, he Long Yang takes his destiny into his own hands.
"Break!"
Long Yang took the initiative to cut off the thoughts of Qiqiao Ling Long (exquisite)'s heart, stopped thinking, and fell into an ethereal state.
He put all his spirit and spiritual energy into the long spear in his hand, the gun follows the intention, the intention follows the gun, everything blends, and there is no intention to have no gun.
Panlongji is like his soul, changing his posture at will.
His hand didn't move, but long spear was automatic, drawing ever-changing shapes in the water, sometimes like the spring breeze blowing, the fragrance of peaches and plums, sometimes like the strong winter wind, and the freezing cold.
The blade wind whizzes past, the continuous blade movement is endless, heaven and earth changes color, the ghosts and gods panic, coquettish and gorgeous.
Long Yang floats in the wind of the knife, and the body is riddled with holes by the wind, as if struggling to survive in the sea of stormy waves and heavy rain and wind.
Then Panlongji, under the control of the Long Yang mind, swung out countless spears, attacking and defending, defending and attacking, steadily and steadily, and gradually resisted the wind of the sword.
At this moment, Long Yang's understanding of Spear Technique has reached a new level.
"Your gun is strong!"
Despite being an enemy, black-clothed person couldn't help but praise Long Yang.
The blood-colored sickle brings out a powerful and unparalleled ferocity, the gloomy ghost makes it hard to breathe, and the strange swordsmanship terrifying is almost unstoppable.
However, the tide rises and falls, and when the blade is exhausted, the black energy gradually diminishes, and beads of sweat appear on black-clothed person's face.
But Long Yang seems to never tire, one shot is stronger than one shot, each shot accumulates the residual gun power of the previous shot, and heavily expands like a snowball after superimposing.
After a hundred strokes, the spear tip and the entrained blood red spiritual energy have reached an appalling momentum.
The blood-colored spiritual energy in Long Yang Qi Sea, which incorporates blood-colored Coral King, is still surging, and it seems that it will never be used up.
He's getting stronger and stronger!
Seeing this, black-clothed person's face became worse and worse.
"What's wrong with old bastard?"
Long Yang sneered.
black-clothed person's expression changed, and in the end, it seemed like he had made a decision, and he slashed at his waist!
immediately, blood-colored's sickle was enveloped in black air, the black air gradually expanded, and then there was a loud bang.
A giant fang-toothed ghost with a length of ten feet appeared in front of Long Yang, and the blood-colored sickle was divided into four, covering the limbs of the fang-tooth ghost!
"You're very strong! But you shouldn't provoke the Ghost King Sect!"
Giant fangs, four scythes floating in the water, the gloomy wind blows, and the chill is overwhelming.
Long Yang swung out a shot, shooting out splendid rays of light, filling the moonlit night.
The Fang Fang only used the double knives above to smash the rays of light, and the two scythes below it were constantly flying, shooting out a lot of knives.
The eerie bright red blade glow immediately fills the air, the sickle is as alive as it is alive, the brilliance on the sharp blade lingers, exuding a kind of shocking magic, and bursts of cold murderous aura spread throughout the sea.
The sickle seems to have triggered the power of the coquettish terrifying. The black clouds above this sea area began to roll, and violent lightning bolts erupted in the endless deep sea, smashing the seabed land around Long Yang.
The sharp-toothed ghost came from the water, sharp and thin, urgent and fast, like a needle-like high-pitched scream. The fast sharp sound made Long Yang feel as if two sharp points were suddenly inserted into the ear holes on both sides. Needle-like piercing pain.
This is a suffocating pressure.
Long Yang His heart trembled suddenly, and the scream reminded him of the death of Mei, Lan, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, and aroused boundless hatred in his heart. murderous aura Soaring to the sky.
After the lightning of terrifying, the wind whistled, and the whole sea area seemed to be shrouded in black clouds. The already hazy moonlight disappeared suddenly, and the whole world became gloomy and depressing.
Long Yang showed endless coldness all over his body, suddenly jumped up, and charged at the huge Fanged Demon with a gun.
"I want you to pay for the girls who died!"
Long Yang gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
The golden long spear swirled rapidly in his hand, like a fluttering golden cloud, reflecting the dark clouds above, long spear pulled out a glamorous golden spear tip, which solidified in the water for a long time.
Long Yang rushed to Fang Fang's side in a blink of an eye. His muscles trembled and he waved long spear with all his strength. The long spear in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the deep sea of dark(ness).
The fangs used both hands and feet, and the four scythes flew non-stop, quickly suppressing Long Yang's golden gun.
Suddenly, the fangs ghost eyes shot out a dazzling rays of light, exuding the coquettish color of the terrifying terrifying.
"Go to hell!"
Toothed ghost hysterical shouted.
Long Yang couldn't dodge and was hit by the knife light, one arm fluttering in the water.
He felt extremely hot all over, and even the blood in his body seemed to be ignited, and he seemed to be immersed in a boundless sea of blood in a trance.
But his gaze is still extremely firm and ruthless, and at this moment, the surrounding space is already miserable!
At this moment, the surrounding Heavenly Dragon gang members all froze, looking at what was happening in front of them in disbelief.
Time seemed to have stopped, and everyone was frozen into stone statue as if cast by a vicious spell, dumbfounded.
Long Yang's eyes flashed with boundless pain, and his face gradually became gloomy and ruthless, revealing an unprecedented calm.
The blood vessels in his body are constantly surging, trying desperately to block the black energy from the sickle from entering the body.
"Awoo!"
A sound resembling a dog, a horse, and a dragon sounded, like a roar from ancient, and then boundless golden light spewed out of Long Yang's body, completely illuminating the boundless seabed.
golden light dissipated, and a dog-like creature appeared on the dark seabed.
A third horn slowly appeared on its head, a golden dragon horn much longer than the other two horns.
The dragon horn above his head is shining brightly, and the dragon scales on his body also increases little by little, exuding a very sacred aura.
It is incomparably brave, with a pair of bright wings behind it constantly flapping, majestic.
The body of Long Yang appeared, and the sacred aura filled the entire sea, making everyone couldn't help kneeling.
Long Yang's severed limbs flew towards it at a high speed, then turned into a streak of golden light and merged into its body, the golden light flashed, and its entire body became perfect.
At this time, the black cloud shrouded in the sky suddenly made a thunderous sound of Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering, and the entire space seemed to be distorted, like a confused and swaying reflection on the fluctuating water.
The storm seems to be coming. The Divine Beast that Long Yang turns into becomes a golden light, and it goes straight to the Fanged Ghost. It is so fast that only a flash of light can be seen before it rushes in front of the Fanged Ghost.
The Fang Fang slashed out four slashes, slashing out an extremely powerful slash, the blade wind was too sharp, and Long Yang had to avoid it for the time being.
Long Yang's speed is very fast. After dodging a blow, he suddenly turns his head, and there seems to be a hint of mockery on the beast's face.
I saw his divine might incomparable third horn suddenly began to gather strength, and the golden energy of his whole body flowed to dragon horn.
Then a golden beam of light suddenly shot out, turning into a rainbow, rays of light radiating in all directions, heading straight for Fang Fang.
The golden beam of looks at's unbelievable fangs finally showed fear for the first time.
"This...this is real dragon qi news!"
Tooth Demon uses all four limbs, placing the blood-colored sickle on his chest, intending to resist this fatal blow.
A flash of lightning suddenly crossed the dark seabed, and the dazzling rays of light made it almost impossible to open the eyes.
The huge lightning strikes the ground like a long sword, and the Thunderbolt heavily slammed into the seabed land, splashing huge waves and strange water mist.
The continuous explosion of thunder sounded, as if it wanted to destroy the whole world, and a thick Heavenly Dao aura began to permeate.
At this moment, the golden beam of light emitted by Long Yang has been destroyed, dispelling the black energy surrounding the Fang Fang.
Then, the golden beam of light shattered his defense with a destructive momentum, and the blood-colored sickle was smashed on the spot!
A big hole of terrifying also appeared in front of Fang Fang's chest, and black energy continued to pour out of it, and then it was scattered by the golden rays of light.
The expression of the ferocious terrifying with fangs suddenly disappeared, and it fell weakly to the ground and turned into the main body black-clothed person.
It's just that the big hole on his chest is still there, and the golden rays of light continues to devour the black energy in his body. Obviously, he is dying.
He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"I think my generation of sword sages, famous all over the world, actually entered Ghost Domain because of their own selfish desires, and worked as a tiger under the banner of the Ghost King Sect!"
As he spoke, blood and tears flowed from his eyes.
Sacred aura devoured his body continuously, black clouds filled the air, and after the ghost qi dissipated, he was powerless to hide his identity, Law Of Space has discovered that he is not from this world, Heaven Punishment is coming!
Long Yang coldy's looks at he doesn't sympathize with him at all.
"A generation of Sword Saints? Sword Saints who only bully little girls?"
He remembered that plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum were all killed by him, remembered the heroic death of Ying Gu, and remembered that countless brothers in Heavenly Dragon house fell on this dark seabed, and he had endless hatred in his heart, and he wanted to live to eat him. Meat!
golden light glittering again, Long Yang's body changed again.
He turned into a young man in a cape, with a handsome face and red-golden rays of light eyes. The cape continued to float with the golden waves, and the mystical reached its peak.
"It's useless to say anything now."
black-clothed personDesperate looks atDark clouds in the sky.
Boom! black clouds is rolling, and the cloud of Lightning Tribulation seems to have accumulated enough power to descend on Thunder Punishment to punish all things in the world.
Long Yang looks at rolled thunderclouds, and suddenly felt that his hands were so weak pale, and the long spear in his hands was as heavy as a mountain.
In front of this great power of Heavenly Dao, everything seems so small and insignificant.
At the moment of the electric light and flint, the huge thunder and lightning smashed down, and the black-clothed person was instantly submerged in the thunder sea, and the body was directly annihilated, and there was nothing left.
The dazzling lightning in the sky shattered everything with the power of Long Yang unprecedented, forming a hazy mist on the seabed.
In this cold and dreamy mist, Long Yang's mind became ethereal.
The whole world has become clear and clear, and it seems that you can see farther and wider. You can see birds passing over the earth, the sea and sky, and the boundless mysterious starry sky.
The violent lightning and the confused splash gradually dissipated, Long Yang stared blankly at the gradually dissipating thundercloud, blood-red coquettish rays of light in eyes suddenly turned into tranquility and peace.
The hatred gradually faded with the death of black-clothed person. He smelled a trace of Heavenly Dao's true meaning from the Lightning Tribulation just now, but he didn't quite understand it.
"Will one day, I also have the power of this Lightning Tribulation and smash everything I can see dark(ness)?"
Long Yang meditates in his heart.
This may be difficult for Great Emperor to do, but this dream has gradually sprouted in the heart of Long Yang.