Dragon Emperor God Emperor

Chapter 173 Fighting Hanba, Harvesting Spirit Grass

"Shh!"

Between the stars and the flint, at the critical moment, Bu Zheng's figure flashed and quickly swept aside.

"boom!"

Bu Zheng escaped unharmed, staring at the place he just walked through, which was already a huge deep pit.

"Although this Hanba is powerful, he moves slowly. I must have a way to defeat him!"

Think about this.

Bu Zheng's figure jumped up suddenly, moving quickly and constantly changing directions, Han Yan's powerful attacks hit the air many times.

"Roar!"

With a violent roar, Hanba became very irritable, opened his arms, and strode towards Buzheng to wrap him up.

"cunning!"

"You thousand-year-old monster, I didn't expect you to have some skills. It seems that you are a smart Hanba!"

Bu Zheng's figure rose into the air, a fierce murderous aura burst out from his eyes, his fists were clenched tightly, and the majestic and vast spiritual energy in his body burst out crazily.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"Dragon fights the world!"

Accompanied by the sound of the deep dragon chant, two huge fists attacked Han Yan's chest.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Hanba didn't dodge at all, his footsteps still moved forward, and the fierce punch hit his chest, and his figure moved back slightly.

"No, it's invulnerable?"

Bu Zheng knew how powerful his Dragon Devouring Fist was, and even a fighter at the ninth level of the Tianyuan Realm couldn't stop it. He didn't expect that the Hanba could remain motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

With this in mind, Bu Zheng's figure flickered, and he quickly swept aside, only to find that he was restrained by Hanba.

"Hoohoo!"

The sound of wind passed by his ears, Hanba's palm was like a giant pliers grabbing Buzheng's leg, his figure was shaking wildly in the air.

Hanba let go of Buzheng's legs and feet, and his figure, like a kite with broken strings, broke through the air barrier and fell backwards quickly.

"boom!"

Bu Zheng's body fell down and fell directly into the tomb.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

When Bu Zheng's body fell into the tomb coffin, the soul-eating grass quickly jumped out of the tomb coffin.

A mouthful of blood spilled out, and Buzheng's cheeks were full of anger. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, endured the bone-eroding pain, and got up to get out of the tomb.

"Ok!"

Buzheng felt something on his back, and suddenly jumped out of the sarcophagus, with a look of curiosity on his cheeks, and he looked intently.

"No, keel, there is actually a keel in this tomb, no wonder the Soul Eater Grass appears in the same place as Hanba."

As Bu Zheng said, his eyes scanned the coffin, and he found that there was a brocade box next to the keel, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

"It can be put together with the keel, and it is definitely a valuable treasure!"

Finished.

Bu Zheng moved his mind, and quickly put all the brocade box and keel into the spirit ring.

"boom!"

Bu Zheng was so immersed in the excitement that he forgot about Han Yan, but when he turned around, he bumped into Han Yan directly.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Buzheng put all the keel and brocade box into the spirit ring, Han Yan roared furiously.

Bu Zheng turned around and wanted to escape, but Han Yan grabbed his neck.

Han Yan kept exerting force on his arms, and the veins on Bu Zheng's cheeks burst out. He felt that his breathing became tense at this time, and blood kept spilling out of his mouth.

"No!"

"I can't die here!" Bu Zheng roared hysterically in his heart.

Han Yan continued to increase his strength, and Buzheng felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

"Mietian Cauldron, break!"

The Mietian Ding broke out of the body, and Bu Zheng controlled the Mietian Ding with his spiritual thoughts, and attacked Hanba's back
"boom!"

A powerful golden aura lingered all over Mie Tian Ding's body, and it hit Han Yan's back fiercely.

"boom!"

Under the powerful force of the impact, Buzheng in Hanba's arms was blown out and fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough."

Buzheng took a few breaths of air quickly, held his breath, and released his spiritual thoughts. The Mietian Cauldron continued to grow bigger, enveloping the Hanba in it.

The dazzling golden light shone on Hanba's body, and Buzheng found that under the golden light, a huge mass of spiritual power appeared in Hanba's chest.

"So where is your Achilles' heel, as long as you break up this mass of spiritual power, you will no longer be threatened!"

Buzheng held a huge sword in his hand, and his figure rose into the air. Jinghong struck out with a sword, and the powerful sword light hit the mass of spiritual power on Han Yan's chest.

"boom!"

The giant sword flew out of his hand, and Bu Zheng's figure fell backwards, with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

"why?"

"If you can't break the epidermis on Han Yan's body this time, you can't break that group of spiritual power, even the Mietian Sword can't break it?"

At this moment, Bu Zheng was very anxious. Although the Mietian Cauldron could restrain Hanba for a short time, wouldn't he still die once it broke free?

A thought suddenly flashed in Bu Zheng's mind, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"keel!"

"Yes, it's the keel!"

Buzheng held the keel tightly with both hands, his figure rose from the ground, and quickly stabbed at Hanba's chest.

"Roar!"

When the keel sank into Han Yan's chest, he raised his head and let out a roar, and a huge green light burst out from his chest.

"boom!"

The huge figure of Hanba fell to the ground in response, flying sand and rocks stirred up one after another, and the ground made a huge vibration, as if crying.

Bu Zheng stared at the figure of Han Yan in front of him, and with a thought, Mie Tian Ding entered his body.

The golden light disappeared from the air, and all the Soul Eater Grasses around came out, frantically rushing towards Bu Zheng, and a few jumped directly onto the keel in his hand.

"It seems that this Soul Eater Grass is very interested in the keel in my hand!"

As Bu Zheng said, he squatted on the ground and put the keel on the ground, only to see Soul Eater Grass swarming towards it, all surrounding the keel.

"Haha, God really helped me!"

Bu Zheng laughed happily, and took out the other keel from the spirit ring and placed it on the ground.

Seeing the Soul-eating Grass swarming continuously, Bu Zheng's heart moved, and he grabbed the Soul-eating Grass in front of him.

"One hundred plants!"

"Two hundred plants!"

"Five hundred plants!"

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety plants!"

"Three thousand plants!"

Bu Zheng captured all the soul-eating grasses in front of him and put them into the spirit ring. When he counted to three thousand plants, the excitement on his cheeks was hard to suppress, and he almost shouted happily.

"Three thousand Soul Eater Grass means that I have three thousand Emperor Pills."

"If Bu Zheng told others that he had three thousand Soul-eating Grass on him, some people would think he was crazy."

After a long time, Bu Zheng saw that there was no more Soul Eater Grass in the tomb, so he put the two dragon bones into the spirit ring.

"Just entering the tomb of the living dead has yielded so much. Long Tian is waiting for me. I'll come to you soon." Bu Zheng grinned, with a strong murderous aura rising from his body, and muttered to himself firmly.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about it!" Bu Zheng slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile.

"Shh!"

The brocade box that was put together with the keel in the spirit ring flew out, and Bu Zheng held the brocade box tightly with both hands, a sharp look flickered in his deep eyes.

"Let me see what treasure you are!"

(End of this chapter)