…

Feeling the wave after wave of increasingly stronger resistance, Xu Junming's face turned ugly.

"Damn it, this Dragon Emperor's struggle is getting stronger and stronger!"

"We can't continue like this. Lu Pan, innate Bagua array!"

Xu Junming multitasks.

Lu Pan, who had used Earth Escape to reach the center of the battlefield, instantly flew out and raised the formation map in his hand. The eight elements that Xu Junming had given him earlier were combined into the formation map.

Within a hundred feet, a large formation quickly isolated Xu Junming from the outside world.

"Innate Bagua Array, seal the demon!"

With the blessing of the formation, the eight spiritual weapons turned into an eight-color chain, helping Yimeng Huangliang lock the incarnation of Zhu Yan, the Dragon Emperor.

"Hunting!"

The Dantian soul talisman was transformed, and a black chain was shot directly into Zhu Yan's body, binding the Dragon Emperor's soul and trying to pull him out of his body.

Without the soul to control it, no matter how strong the physical body is, it is just a pile of meat.

"Roar…!"

Zhu Yan roared and struggled, but he could not break the joint seal of the Innate Bagua Formation and Yimeng Huangliang.

Visible to the naked eye, the Dragon Emperor's soul was pulled out bit by bit.

Arms, thighs, chest, and then head.

"Let me go!!"

A ferocious roar sounded.

Xu Junming worked hard with both hands, and he was about to succeed.

Suddenly, the breath from his body was released!

The Dragon Emperor's soul instantly disappeared into Zhu Yan's body.

"Damn it, it's time to ask God!"

Xu Junming's face changed drastically.

As long as his body can bear it, he can borrow a strength equivalent to the Eight Transformations of the Nascent Soul, and it can last for half a cup of tea.

Now that the time is up, the strength plummets.

Without magic power, whether it is Yi Meng Huang Liang or the Innate Bagua Formation, the binding power instantly dropped by several levels.

Sensing the change, Dragon Emperor Zhu Yan transformed into an angry roar and transformed.

A five-clawed black dragon with hard scales and powerful momentum appeared.

A stronger force of resistance is transmitted along with the magic power.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood flew out.

Xu Junming was like a kite with broken strings, flying upside down in an instant.

Yimeng Huangliang and other spiritual weapons, their spiritual light dimmed and disappeared into their bodies one after another.

"Roar…!"

The black dragon, suddenly freed, roared angrily, expressed its joy of victory, and flew towards Xu Junming.

The ferocious giant mouth, the sharp dragon teeth, and the murderous aura soaring into the sky are frightening.

"Jun Ming!"

Zhao Lie roared hastily, before he had time to think about it, he shook his hands and threw it away.

A crimson talisman flew out.

With a 'bang' sound, the talisman exploded, and a wooden staff hundreds of feet tall hit the black dragon directly.

The black dragon raised its front paw and smashed the wooden staff into pieces with a bang.

Obstructed by this, Zhao Lie had already rushed to the front and rescued Xu Junming.

"Jun Ming, how are you?"

Xu Junming's face was pale, his eyes were fixed on the powerful black dragon in the distance, and he slowly shook his head.

"I'm fine, it's just that the time to ask God has come."

After saying that, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Damn it, it was just a little bit close!"

If the Dragon Emperor's soul could be pulled out of his body, even if his time to pray to God was over and there was a dream of yellow beams, he could only let himself rub it.

"You have done a good job, now leave it to us!"

Qiao Mulong flew over and patted his shoulder.

Before he could say anything, the man had already flown away.

At this time, the Dragon Emperor had no intention of causing trouble for him. Maoshan, Tianshi Tao, Louguan Tao and other top sects all had a lot of talismans in their hands that were usually kept at the bottom of the box.

This will keep greeting him.

Unfortunately, the black armor on the Dragon Emperor's body was too strong. No matter how they burned it with fire or poured water on it, or chopped it with thunder and axes, there was nothing they could do.

Only when they faced each other in person did they understand how tyrannical Xu Junming was when he suppressed his opponent.

There are fewer and fewer red talismans, and everyone's expressions have become ugly.

"You all die to me!"

The black dragon opened its mouth and spat out, hundreds of feet of astonishing flames spewed out like an overwhelming force.

A dozen innate monks who were unable to dodge were instantly burned to cokes.

The thick dragon claws "boomed", and the earth cracked open, and the monks who fell into it were crushed into pulp by the combined earth.

Seeing the black dragon with astonishing strength and constant killing but still unable to stop it, Qiao Mulong took a deep breath and revealed an indescribable determination in his eyes.

"Old Xuanyu, do you still remember the battle at Beiman Mountain three hundred years ago?"

Taoist Xuanyu's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on his face.

"Of course. I sent Patriarch Fengxing to sacrifice his life to become a benevolent man and to die together with Zhou Zongxing, the leader of the Ghost Sect. His generous attitude and elegant demeanor are really a role model for our descendants."

"In that case, do you dare to go with the old Taoist today?" Qiao Mulong said with a smile.

"Why don't you dare!"

The two looked at each other and flew straight towards the black dragon.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone!"

Accompanied by high-pitched singing, huge explosions, and the roar of the black dragon resounded throughout the world.

"Ancestor!"

"Master-uncle!"

When everyone from both factions saw this scene, they were all heartbroken and shed tears.

"Amitabha, in the past the Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagles. Today I will also sacrifice my life to slay the demons!"

Master Yuan Xin, the abbot of Xiantong Temple, returned the cassock that represented the identity of the abbot to his disciples, flew up, and blew himself up to stop the Black Dragon incarnation of the Dragon Emperor.

The self-destruction of the three people shocked countless people.

Especially for Xu Junming, this feeling of being so close is particularly strong.

Followed by Master Zhang from the Tianshi Sect, Master Liufeng from the Northern Sect of Maoshan, Master Dingjing from the Bodhi Temple in Mount Emei, these older generation Jindan who have lived for nearly 200 years, sacrifice themselves to preserve the practice world.

His determination and righteousness deeply shocked him.

Looking at the black dragon who was covered in blood and seriously injured after many seniors sacrificed their lives to self-destruct.

Xu Junming took a deep breath and stood up unsteadily.

"Others can sacrifice themselves to become benevolent, so why should I cherish this life!"

Hand seals.

"Xu Junming, a disciple of Maoshan Nanzong, please come to me, Lord Guan Shengdi. I am as urgent as the law!"

The spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into his body.

Ten feet, thirty feet, ninety feet, it soon exceeded the limit that his body could bear.

Countless blue meridians emerged from the body surface like entangled dragons and snakes, and the look on his face was extremely ferocious.

The essence and blood in the body is like the Yangtze River, and the sound of flowing can be heard from a distance of more than ten feet.

The scorching hot energy and blood soared into the sky, and the huge body was shrouded in rich red brilliance, like a god or a demon.
To be continued...