Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 1044
The two rays of light that collided wildly in the space storm separated, and the several seven-color dragon scales covering Xi Lang's body were split open, and divine blood flowed from the wound.

Every drop of divine blood can make a huge crater on the ground.

On the other hand, Ye Mao exuded an incomparably pure golden light, exuding an indestructible charm.

Except for the rupture of the tiger's mouth, there was no other injury on his body.

"No way, our leader actually suffered a disadvantage." All the demon disciples of Qianlong Demon Sect were dumbfounded, feeling incredible.

The wine priest stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Ye Mao's divine body is really powerful!"

Concubine Fox smiled when she heard the words, she and Ye Mao had shuangxiu many times, and she knew Ye Mao's divine body very well.

The divine body he specially built with the vajra bone array is far from comparable to that of Xi Lang.If it wasn't for Xi Lang's seven-color dragon scales, he would have been even more miserable.

"It really surprises me that you can have this strength, but it won't change anything." Xi Lang spread his hands, and the divine light rippling under his feet formed a piece of soil.

"No, Xi Lang is evolving into a dojo of gods." Tong Lingzi shouted at Ye Mao, "Hurry up, don't let it evolve into a dojo of gods."

The Dojo of the Gods is a kind of mountain, lake, etc. that the gods use their divine power to evolve. It can make the gods attack, defense, speed, recovery, etc., and a certain aspect is extremely terrifyingly strengthened.

Ye Mao was not in a hurry to make a move. He needed to recover his divine power after a fierce collision just now, and also needed time to digest the Dao of Shura he had just comprehended.

"How dare you despise me so much and allow me to evolve into a dojo of gods, hmph, I will make you pay a heavy price for your contempt." The sacred soil under Xi Lang's feet is rapidly expanding.

"Huchihuchi..."

Ye Mao was breathing violently, his chest bulging and sinking, like pulling a bellows.

He kept spewing red mist from his mouth, and in this mist, the Dao of Shura was mysteriously intertwined, and it evolved into the shadow of a Shura, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million...

The number of Shura's shadows increased crazily, filling the void of the Nine Heavens, forming an astonishing fighting spirit.

"What kind of method is that?" Xi Lang couldn't see through it, and instinctively felt a threat. He stopped evolving the god dojo and attacked decisively.

Runes of order flew up from the dojo of the gods, wrapped around the innate spirit soldier Tuotian gauntlet in his hand, he punched out, the space was shattered, blasting a tunnel-like passage in the void, and attacked Ye Mao.

The attack power of this punch is more than ten times stronger than before. This is the horror of the God Dojo.

"combine!"

Ye Mao gave a soft shout, and the countless shadows of Shura gathered at his feet in an instant, forming a murderous river of blood together.

When he swung his long sword, the river of blood danced with the sword like a colored string.

As soon as the river of blood rolled, it wrapped around Xi Lang's fist, and stopped the fist's forward momentum. Almost at the same time, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the blood river, piercing through the fist with a "swish".

The fist print split open and was swallowed by the river of blood.

With Ye Mao's long sword swiping again, Xuehe rushed towards Xi Lang at an even faster speed.

"Boom boom boom..."

Xi Lang attacked one after another, his fists covered the sky, and every attack had to pierce the power of heaven and earth, but they were all disintegrated and swallowed by the blood river.

Then, the blood river submerged Xi Lang without returning.

Xi Lang roared and attacked in the blood river, causing the waves to soar into the sky, one wave higher than the other.

The divine light emanating from his body became more and more intense, and after colliding with the blood river tens of thousands of times, it exploded the blood river.

The river of blood returns to nothingness.

A streak of blood gushed from the corner of Ye Mao's mouth.

The dragon scales on Xi Lang's body were almost completely broken, his body was covered in blood, there were wounds everywhere, and divine blood kept gushing out.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt me like this." Xi Lang roared, and it turned into a seven-color dragon. Its body coiled and spun, and it shouted sharply, "Nine-nine gyrations, great dragon ascending technique!"

The seven-color brilliance on its body instantly rose to eight-color brilliance, and its aura skyrocketed, dozens of times stronger than when it became a god before.

"Thousands of stars in succession, one line of death!"

Ye Mao raised Abi sword, 360 five sword circles, [-] drops of star rain penetrated into the sword one after another, each time a drop of star rain penetrated into a sword circle, Abi sword expanded by one portion.

In the end, when it connected all the sword worlds and star rain together, a supreme giant sword that pierced the sky and the earth appeared in the world, possessing the power to split a world.

"You can force me to perform the supreme secret technique of the Dragon Clan, and you can die proudly." Like Bu Zhoushan, Xi Lang rushed towards Ye Mao angrily.

"I used the Nine Stars Lianzhu as the source, sat withered for three years, and created this move, just to kill you." Ye Mao swung his sword down, and the burst of light on the sword was thousands of times brighter than the sun.

Countless monks of the entire human race were sore eyes pierced by the light of this sword, unable to open them for a long time.

When they opened their eyes, they found that the dragon body of the seven-color demon dragon Xi Lang had broken into pieces and fell from the sky.

Ye Mao's right arm was like cracked porcelain, full of cracks, as if it would break anytime.

"Wow wow..."

Nine-color divine light emerged from Xi Lang's wound, and there were complex and mysterious order runes in the divine light, which spliced ​​his broken dragon body together and quickly recovered.

"That's the death talisman!" Tang Xiaoguo blurted out, "This is a big trouble."

"Bastard, you just killed me, this is unforgivable," Xi Lang's long eyes were filled with deep resentment, "I want to take out your soul and refine it for hundreds of millions of years, and I want to open a brothel and kill you Send all the women from the Ye family in, and I will castrate all the men from your Ye family and turn them into slaves..."

"If I can't even kill you with the sword I created for three years, then I, Ye Mao, have lived a hundred years in vain." Ye Mao looked into the distance and sighed softly, without even looking at Xi Lang.

"Puff puff……"

The wounds on Xi Lang's body that had recovered suddenly burst out of red sword light, his dragon body became several pieces again, and gaps were cracked in the godhead.

"Ah... ah..." Xi Lang screamed and struggled, "Bastard, my father will not let you go, you bastard..."

Ye Mao smiled coldly, raised his hand to grab it, and grabbed an illusory dragon soul, saying: "The quality of the dragon soul is not bad, so I will refine you into my Taixu Sword Realm, and let you watch me come How to slay the nine-color evil dragon."

He drove the dragon soul into the Taixu Sword Realm, and the Taixu Sword Realm was instantly solidified, surpassing the Vientiane Sword Realm he had cultivated first.

At this moment, the tens of millions of disciples of the Qianlong Demon Sect in the imperial capital sat slumped on the ground, not afraid.

Xi Minyue stood there blankly, muttering endlessly: "Impossible, this is impossible, how could a demigod kill a real god, this is an illusion, this is a fake..."

Deep fear arose in Emperor Qian's heart, he didn't dare to stop a step, and ran away resolutely before Ye Mao had his eye on him.

(End of this chapter)