The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 677 Heavenly Dragon Soul Appears

boom……

The heavy sound of the wind resounded in everyone's ears, and the huge sword soul with the ten sword souls fused into one, like a hill, pressed straight down to Zhuo Fan.

The heavy momentum has not yet arrived, and everything around Zhuo Fan can't help shaking. The earth is cracked inch by inch, and the gravel and dust are under the strong pressure, but it seems that they are not bound by gravity. strangely ascended into the air.

It's just that kind of floating, not the frivolity after the mass becomes lighter, but a kind of reaction force under the extremely strong pressure, so that everything can't help but rise to the sky.

It seems that the gravity in the sky has far exceeded the heavy coercion of the earth itself!

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, Yang Sha and the others looked at each other, and immediately took a breath of cold air, horrified. The power of the sword soul fused by these ten souls is actually much stronger than they imagined.

What kind of powerful force can cause such an abnormal natural phenomenon?

And it is this force, at this moment, that is pressing on the top of Zhuo Fan's head. But Zhuo Fan still stood there calmly like a normal person, without any intention of dodging.

Seeing this scene, Yang Sha and the others were sweating profusely from the waterfall on their heads, and their faces were trembling with fear. Not only the three worshippers of their Moce Sect, but even the audience members were holding tightly in their hearts, looking at Zhuo Fan, full of tension.

Even the two Supremes showed an unprecedented sense of solemnity on their faces. This move is earth-shattering, it really is the way to work together in a team battle. I am afraid that within the nine sects, no one can stop them by themselves. Even the top three sects have to work together to fight.

But... if someone can do this, they can really be among the first candidates in Western State. Even if it is to replace that Dan Qingsheng in the future, it is not necessarily.

The eyelids trembled slightly, and the two Supremes stared at Zhuo Fan's figure, looking extremely serious...

"Brother Zhuo, you really don't want to run away?" Wen Tao reminded again without realizing that Zhuo Fan was still standing still like a rock in the face of this divine might.

But Zhuo Fan chuckled, shook his head noncommittally, and said lightly: "If I move, wouldn't it prove that I admit defeat? You know you can't do it, brother Wen, you can do it, don't you think? Will I be timid?"

"Okay, it's a man. In this battle, no matter the outcome of life or death, I, Wen Tao, will remember you!" Without realizing it, the seal in Wen Tao's hand changed again. The huge sword soul rushed down to Zhuo Fan without delay.

This time, the momentum was fierce and the speed increased sharply. If the sword was still falling slowly like a mountain before, giving people a heavy pressure, now this giant sword is like a hammer smashing at the door in an instant, and it will completely smash the opponent into flesh and mud, blinking an eye. Coming soon. That intimidating momentum, even Zhuo Fan couldn't help but stagnate!

So strong!

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan didn't dare to neglect, and his subordinates hurriedly made a seal.

In an instant, the sword soul was about to hit him, and when all the onlookers were so nervous that their breathing stopped, a shocking dragon roar suddenly emanated from his body.

The next moment, but seeing the colorful rays of light escaping from his body, the surging sword beam that hit the sky suddenly squeaked and stopped suddenly.

The pupils couldn't help but freeze, and the ten disciples of the Sword God Sect were all shocked and looked forward in disbelief. How could their incomparable sword stop in mid-air, as if they were blocked by something.

However, when they saw the object on the sword, they couldn't help but take a breath of air!

At this moment, their sword soul was holding a sharp dragon claw tightly, and the colorful rays of light continued to emerge. And behind the sharp dragon claws, there is a giant dragon with a length of 100 zhang, and the giant tail firmly protects Zhuo Fan's entire body inside. The majestic dragon eyes swept away at will, and everyone, including the audience outside the battlefield, couldn't help but feel startled and apprehensive.

As if under the gaze of the dragon's eyes, they are dust-like ants.

"This...this is..." Wu Qingqiu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing this, Yan Mo was also stunned. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said incredulously: "No wonder, last time only half of the spirit was revealed, and it was so powerful. If you read it correctly, this should be the legendary Tianlong spirit. , In the entire Xizhou, only two supreme adults have condensed the successful supreme soul!"

Saying so, Yan Mo turned his head inadvertently and looked at where the two supreme beings were, but seeing the two old men who were always indifferent on weekdays, he couldn't help standing up at this time and looked in the direction of Zhuo Fan. , full of amazement!

Heavenly Dragon Soul, the strongest in the world, how difficult it is to condense success. But I never imagined that this kind of thing was actually done by a little devil in the realm of divine light. This is something that even Dan Qingsheng of that year could not do!

Suddenly, the two Supremes looked at each other with emotion, and they could see the surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

Xizhou, finally another peerless genius...

"Oh, that's the case. No wonder you just didn't fear the sword soul of ten people. It turns out that you have successfully condensed the heavenly dragon soul!" Ye Lin looked at the mirror image below, and the majestic dragon was in the sky. When he was born, he shook his head with a smile and let out a long sigh of relief: "But that's fine, how can my old enemy, the soul be so bad? Hey, wait, could it be that the master mentioned last time that someone opened the sky and stole the dragon? Angry, this person can't be you, huh

Ah……"

Seemingly hearing his soft whispers, Wu Qingqiu looked at Ye Lin in surprise: "Junior brother, what did you just say, Dragon Tomb?"

"It's nothing, I'm talking about this kid, he really deserves to fight with me, kind of, hehehe..." With a chuckle, Ye Lin put it off.

Wu Qingqiu was puzzled and murmured: "Junior Brother, I know you are powerful, but I don't know the specific situation. Now that he has released the Heavenly Dragon Spirit, you regard him as an opponent, so what is your Spirit?"

"Is this... a secret, hehe... Anyway, you'll know it later!" With a mysterious smile, Ye Lin was noncommittal.

Wu Qingqiu saw it, and although he was even more puzzled, he didn't say anything, so he didn't go to investigate!

And at this very moment, the people around the audience seemed to have come to their senses, guessed the origin of this spirit, and they all got excited and started a bustling noise.

Heavenly Dragon Soul, there is only one Shuanglong Supreme in the entire Xizhou, but how can the two Supreme Souls be displayed in front of people casually? Unexpectedly, they are so blessed today that a disciple of an ordinary sect has also condensed this supreme soul, which really opened their eyes!

With the power of one soul, blocking the power of ten souls, this Heavenly Dragon Soul truly lives up to its reputation!

The daughters of the Xuantian Sect were already excited and chattered excitedly. The three worshippers of Yang Sha looked at them and burst into tears with excitement.

The peerless genius who condensed the soul of Tianlong is in their Moce Sect. Are they trying to catch up with the rhythm of Shuanglongyuan?

His grandmother's, happiness came too suddenly, they are a little-known next three cases, maybe the future will be the first in the entire Western State.

"This stinky brat, he didn't bring out such a surprise early, and his little heart almost thumped out!" Yang Sha wiped his nose and cried with joy.

However, some are happy and some are sad. The appearance of Zhuo Fan's Tianlong spirit, Mo Cezong and some Zhuo Fan's friends are naturally very happy. But for the last three cases that were about to face him, this was really something that could never be suffered again.

As a result, everyone's faces became extremely solemn in an instant. Especially the ten members of the Sword God Sect who are now stalemate with Zhuo Fan have the urge to cry.

Wen Tao looked at Zhuo Fan from a distance, especially the hundred-zhang giant dragon above his head, the corner of his mouth was shriveled, and he couldn't help but scolded: "Yah, Zhuo Fan, what did you just call a big-tailed wolf, what did you say? You know you can't do it. Since you have the soul of a dragon, there's nothing you can't do, and you just seemed so tragic to do it, even Lao Tzu believed it, pretending to be forceful!"

"I said I would rise to the challenge, but I didn't specifically refer to you. Why are you so excited?"

Can't help rolling his eyes, Zhuo Fan immediately refused to accept the account, and sneered: "Do you want to fight again, why don't you vote!"

Staring closely at Zhuo Fan, Wen Tao snorted out of anger: "Choosing? No way! As soon as our ten souls are out, we will fight to the end!"

Speaking, Wen Tao shouted, and the ten people formed seals in their hands again, and their eyes were full of indomitable fighting intent.

Suddenly, everyone heard a piercing beep ringing in their ears, and the dragon claws and sword souls fixed by the heavenly dragon spirit were rubbing and smashing down step by step, as if they wanted to. It was like breaking free from the shackles of dragon claws.

Although the Tianlong soul is strong, the ten sword souls joined forces, and they are not weak immediately. Seeing that the giant sword is about to break away from the shackles of the dragon's claws and smash into Zhuo Fan's head.

His pupils condensed without realizing it, Zhuo Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly formed a seal, and the strength of the dragon claw immediately added three points. Wen Tao and the other ten people were shocked and couldn't help shaking, and the corners of their mouths were flushed red. But they still clenched their teeth and insisted, and the sword soul was also falling, and the dragon claws seemed to be unable to stop the sword soul from slashing.

"Wen Tao, do you really want to fight like this? If you continue like this, either I will be crushed to death by your sword soul, or your soul will be crushed by my dragon claws. If I fail, my soul will be destroyed, which is much more than the price I paid!" Jieyin's hands were trembling, Zhuo Fan looked up at the sword soul that was about to fall with a solemn expression, and looked at Wen Tao and ten people to warn road.

Gritting his teeth so hard that he even bit out blood, Wen Tao shouted loudly, as if he wanted to die: "I know I can't do it, this is my swordsmanship. If we vote today, there will be unwillingness in our hearts, and we will never do it. On the day of the summit without Kendo, death is not a pity!"

"Zhuofan, I used to be just a martial arts idiot, I only knew how to be strong and won, but I didn't know what to do. But when I entered the Sword God Sect, I finally had my own swordsmanship. Today's battle, I am not fighting you, just to continue mine. Kendo, never be discouraged!" At this time, Xie Tianshang also shouted loudly, resounding in the air.

At the same time, the other eight people shouted in unison: "Never get discouraged, never back down; never get discouraged, never back down..."

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