Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 79 Soul banner fighting method, Hou Yi slays the dragon!
"The realm is still unstable. It should be a short time since I stepped into the Lingquan realm... Jie Jie!"

The gray-robed old man squinted his eyes, and immediately judged it by sensing Xiao Yun's breathing in the fierce fight.

This is because the vitality in the body is too majestic, but the reaction has not been controlled well.

"See how you hide!!"

Zhao Rong sneered, without pausing at all, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

He immediately waved his finger, and the mist surged violently, and the three fog beasts rushed away violently, with an astonishing breath, which made the void tremble violently!
The fog beast roared loudly, like a real beast, with extremely powerful lethality, it came in the blink of an eye, and rushed to kill it.

Bang! !

Xiao Yun forced the gray-robed old man back with a palm, then turned around abruptly, his cultivation exploded, forming a whirlwind in an instant, spreading loudly.

As he raised his finger, Wuhun quietly emerged.

Like a round of huge black sun, gray awns are outlined on the side, it is quite dazzling and bright, a monstrous silence spreads instantly, as if to destroy all things, it makes the world tremble.

boom! !

Xiao Yun suddenly pointed, the fingertips glowed, the ripples swirled violently, and a powerful and terrifying aura erupted from him!
The gray-robed old man who was about to attack and kill him had his eyes glazed over, and his heart was shocked. He stopped on his own initiative and looked at Xiao Yun in horror.

With one finger down, the three fog beasts were smashed into pieces, scattered into mist that filled the sky, and swept in all directions amidst the rumbling sound!
With one blow, Zhao Rong vomited blood again, his eyes contracted, and his complexion turned pale.

He looked at Xiao Yun in astonishment: "What kind of martial spirit is this?!"

After regaining his senses, the gray-robed old man gritted his teeth. He didn't expect to be confused by a junior, and almost peed in fright.

"Hiss... today you will definitely die!"

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, and slammed the Qiankun bag, a cloud of black mist rolled out immediately, and instantly turned into a soul banner in his palm!
Amidst the surging clouds and mist, dozens of souls were roaring, struggling and screaming in the soul streamer!
The black mist turned into black ink, as if covering the sky, and instantly enveloped the mountain here, with a radius of more than ten feet, and a gloomy atmosphere rolled out.

When the old man took out the magic weapon, Zhao Rong took advantage of the moment Xiao Yun's gaze was attracted by it, immediately dodged his body and rushed away.

He quickly made a tactic in his hand, turned into a huge and ferocious dragon, roared and went straight to bite Xiao Yun!

At this moment, Xiao Yun raised his palm indifferently, his whole body was agitated with divine power.

A dazzling brilliance emerged from the body, as if a golden sea was surging, with overwhelming power!
Bang! !

"Dragon Elephant Mahamudra!"

Xiao Yun drank in his heart.

When he jumped, he slapped down with a fierce palm, the sky was filled with streamers, and the glow fell down.

Unparalleled powerful force struck down, smashing the ferocious dragon with one palm, it surged and scattered, and the roaring sound echoed in all directions! !

Facing him again, Xiao Yun quickly slapped his palm and hit it with his backhand. His vitality surged like a wave, like a river rushing, rolling out.

Zhao Rong was shocked when he saw this, and his expression showed shock.

He hastily activated the treasure, and stood in front of him, but the moment Xiao Yun attacked, the treasure tore apart, exploded, and suddenly collapsed, turning into pieces all over the sky! !
A huge force struck, causing Zhao Rong to spit out a big mouthful of blood again, his body rolled upside down, and he gritted his teeth to stand up.

He was shocked to see that Xiao Yun was faster than him!

Xiao Yun's figure was like a bolt of thunder, galloping towards him, suddenly a sharp finger point pierced through the center of his brow, blood flowed profusely, and he fell to the ground dead.

"You... you actually killed the ninth prince of Zhao Guo!!"

Before the old man in gray robe had time to rescue him, he was shocked to see Xiao Yun kill Zhao Rong with one finger, and he didn't even let out a scream!
Xiao Yun turned around indifferently, with the same expression as usual, looked at the old man, and said lightly: "Before you kill people, you should also think that you will be killed by me."

"hateful……"

Seeing Xiao Yun's indifferent expression, the old man in gray robe became even more furious. He blew his beard, gritted his teeth, and shook his soul banner violently!
Under the action of the old man in gray robe, dozens of dim lights suddenly lit up in the soul banner!

Those souls suddenly condensed, and in the violent turbulence of the black mist, they broke free from the shackles of the soul banners, screamed and raised their heads suddenly, and rushed towards Xiao Yun! !

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes, and saw clearly what was shaking out from the soul banner, it was the soul of a monk!

There are more than a dozen of them, and the aura erupting from them fluctuates extremely violently, and their cultivation should not be weaker than that of the Spirit Spring Realm.

More than a dozen black shadows rushed out, floating towards them like ghosts, and they were about to open their mouths wide to swallow Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, he suddenly drank in a low voice, raised his hand and pointed forward, his vitality surged out, and a brilliant light burst out directly, hitting the soul!

Under this finger, there was a thunderous roar! !
The ground cracked, huge boulders soared into the sky, and the black mist surged wildly on the mountain, with a terrifying momentum!
The gray-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were extremely shocked. He couldn't imagine how powerful the black-clothed boy was.

At such an age and with such explosive power, if he was in the Southern Region, he would be the supreme youth!
But he was still unwilling, and when he gritted his teeth, his gray robe swelled violently, and his endless vitality rolled away, rushing towards the surroundings.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, forcing out a drop of blood.

In an instant, it floated up to the soul streamer, ignited blazingly, turned into green smoke and scattered, and countless strange phantoms rose up.

Xiao Yun's face was solemn, he could tell that the other party was dripping blood for sacrifice, and he didn't know what kind of spell he was going to use.

"Xiao Yun! You killed His Highness the Ninth Prince, Zhao Guo will never let you go! This old man will take your life today!!"

The old man in gray robe shouted sharply.

His pale face turned red in an instant, and a shocking power burst out, all of which were blessed on the soul banner.

The invisible energy swept across, causing the surrounding earth to collapse layer by layer.

Above the tall soul banner, billowing black mist was billowing at this moment, and bursts of roars, like howling ghosts and wolves, kept coming from inside the banner!

There seemed to be a vast sea of ​​souls surging, rushing out overwhelmingly, turning into a huge underworld dragon.

The huge fierce eyes are terrifying, and the black mist is swallowed and blown between the sharp teeth, exuding bursts of powerful soul power!
The moment this huge underworld dragon condensed, it swung its head violently, spewed out endless black air, opened its mouth wide and roared, making a deafening noise!

When the gray-robed old man sacrificed the underworld dragon, his breath suddenly became too weak.

But there was still a trace of madness in his eyes, a stern light flashed, and suddenly he pointed out, Minglong moved and rushed away! !
Seeing the opponent's attack coming, Xiao Yun's expression was dignified, he slapped the Qiankun bag, and a longbow appeared, emitting a brilliant golden light, dazzling.

Xiao Yun's face was solemn, he gritted his teeth, clenched Houyi's bow tightly, lowered his body, and aimed at the rushing underworld dragon.

On the other hand, the sun was shining brightly, and the power of the gods was surging, and it instantly transformed into a bowstring, emitting a blazing light.

Xiao Yun jerked outwards!
In an instant, Hou Yi's bow was drawn into the shape of a full moon.

A fierce dragon roar roared, and the majestic vitality surged in, condensing into light arrows at Xiao Yun's fingertips, with a forceful sharpness, exuding a terrifying coercion.

boom! !

Amidst the Heaven-shaking Dragon's chant, a golden light left the string, causing the void to vibrate and the airflow to explode, which contained great lethal power! !
The dazzling golden light overwhelmed the black mist, eclipsing even the sun in the sky.

The moment the underworld dragon charged towards Xiao Yun with its mouth open, it was pierced by an arrow of divine light!
Under the whistling, the dragon's body crashed and shook violently, scattered into mist and swept away, and was slaughtered by Xiao Yun's arrow!
"It's... terrible!! The power of this person's arrow is so fierce!!"

The grey-robed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he backed away like crazy, shocked by the amazing arrow, at this moment his mind was shocked, and the only thing in his heart was to escape! ! !
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Xiao Yun's eyes flashed murderous intent, and he wanted to shoot again.

boom! !

Immediately, a burst of ripples spread, and with a majestic force, the phantom of the golden dragon emerged, roaring the sky and the earth, and roaring the sun and the moon.

Shoot an arrow instantly! !

(End of this chapter)