Legend of the Dragon King: Yinglong Soaring to the Sky

"Hahaha~"

Luo Yuchen's hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state. His body was covered with large and small wounds. The black black clothes were soaked in an unknown amount of blood.

He laughed! Going crazy!

Countless soul stones around him swarmed up, all trying their best to push forward their killing moves.

"He is exhausted! Use all of us to kill him!"

A titled Douluo from the Spirit Pagoda said loudly.

Seeing this situation, everyone responded to one call.

The people around him seemed to nod in tacit agreement, and then the colors of countless soul rings lit up one after another.

After being bombarded by so many pockmarked attacks, Luo Yuchen would definitely be cut to death. Even if he had a powerful body, he couldn't help but grind like this!
Zheng——

A bunch of colorful streams turned into a rainbow and suddenly made a path in the thousands of battlefields. Wherever the colorful spear passed, the enemies along the way were pierced through the body one by one and died.

揪！
"what!"

Everyone looked into the distance in shock.

A white-haired woman was standing in the air, walking towards her with her feet in the void.

The colorful dragon spear flew back into her palm between his five fingers.

"What a plan~"

Luo Yuchen sneered imperceptibly, as if there were too many things involved, seeing how similar this person's figure was.

It must be the person in his mind who came. Maybe he did feel a little guilty back then, but now he doesn't care about the time.

"Come and fight!"

Luo Yuchen roared, and his murderous aura surged over him like an overwhelming force.

The body is so fast that it is impossible to observe it with the naked eye.

"Luo Yuchen!"

Although Gu Yue had taken precautions, the emotion in her heart actually overflowed at this moment.

She didn't know what all this was for, it was so sudden!

The fight for power is clearly on Shrek's side. From a camp perspective, it is extremely unfavorable. On the contrary, they will fall into the trap and the people will turn against them.

This was destined to be a sleepless night. In order to implement the plan, the remaining forces of Shrek Academy tried to hold back this group of people at all costs.

The surrounding roars and explosions sounded almost simultaneously, and the inflammation slowly spread throughout the entire western district of Mingdu.

"Teacher Wu, how long do we have to wait?"

Xie Xie's hands holding the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger were already seeping with blood, and a huge crack was created just now in the tiger's mouth of his thumb.

Wu Zhangkong's situation was even worse. In order to hold off those titled Douluo, he even risked his own life to barely injure two of them.

Wu Zhangkong wiped the corners of his mouth, his dim eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, "It's almost dawn, we have to evacuate quickly."

"Walk?"

"But…"

"Too many unnecessary casualties have been caused. If this continues, there will be no more people in this city!!!"

Xie Xie wanted to refute, but the battles between soul masters would always cause harm to some civilians, not to mention that this was the most prosperous famous city!

Yun Ming took off his bamboo hat and looked at the fierce fighting in the distance with angry eyes, but he could only sigh helplessly.

"Thank you for your hard work..."

"Let's go, we have other tasks to do. Don't let their sacrifices be in vain."

Holy Spirit Douluo stood beside him at some point and whispered softly.

It's very sad, but it is also necessary.

All battles and sacrifices are inevitable, and some people's death is necessary to gain a glimmer of hope, turning passivity into initiative.

The heaven and earth are changing, and the entire universe seems to be continuously growing by some magical power. The divine world's suppression of them is getting smaller and smaller. If they can create a divine realm of their own under such circumstances, it is not impossible. However...the world is undecided, the situation is unclear, and there is no distinction between ourselves and the enemy.

There is the Holy Spirit Sect in the dark, and there is the Spiritual Pagoda in the light.

The defense of the abyssal plane is also in danger, and the top priority must be to end the war as soon as possible. This turmoil cannot last long.

Under the building in the distance, there were two young people standing.

The black-haired young man was about to take a step forward, but was stopped by the person behind him.

"Young Master, remember that you are no longer from Shrek Academy, and there is no Shrek Academy."

"But they are my teachers and I..."

Tang He shook his head and said: "With our current strength, if we go up, we will only die in vain. And if it weren't for the mysterious strong man back then, we wouldn't have been forced to disband the mountain gate."

As he spoke, he tugged at the veins on his wrist angrily.

"Our sect with ten thousand years of foundation was destroyed in a moment, and many strong men were killed one by one. Now we need you to preside over it instead of caring about an academy that has been destroyed."

"I know, but... forget it." Although Tang Wulin still thought about it a little in his heart, now he is the hope in the hearts of many people. The twin martial souls of two top bloodlines cannot be separated just because of this. Destroying their years of hiding.

In the main battlefield.

Luo Yuchen and Gu Yue stood back to back and looked around, already surrounded.

Feeling the deep and reliable breath, my lips moved, wanting to say something, but they were forced back.

"He expected you to come."

"he?"

Luo Yuchen felt the confusion behind him and couldn't help but reveal a mysterious smile.

"Lord Shenlang, let me tell you, I will come to you again when the time comes, but..."

Gu Yue became a little anxious and asked quickly, "Just what?"

"It's just that these people have to become living sacrifices——"

As he spoke, a black flag flew into the sky from his cuffs. It looked like a magic weapon, but the sinister and sinister aura made people shudder.

"what is that?"

Gu Yue looked up at the sky. She really didn't expect that such a thing could come from Luo Yuchen's hands. The feeling in it was no less than that of the Demon Emperor.

There seemed to be an illusion. Luo Yuchen was standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, sitting on the throne with his head on his head and looking at everything below with cold eyes.

When she came to her senses, her body couldn't help but shudder.

"Thousands of souls will return to the show, and reincarnation will no longer linger in this life."

"Thousands of difficulties and dangers arise from this, and the whole world is in its own hands."

Luo Yuchen groaned.

Immediately afterwards, everyone noticed changes around him.

A majestic corrosive power of time instantly turned Luo Yuchen's childlike appearance into an old one.

But it was far more than that. When he held the Ten Thousand Soul Flag, a large amount of life was taken away from him the next day, and all the blood in his body was actually sucked into it.

"You're really greedy." Luo Yuchen's figure was shriveled, and even the sound he made sounded like he was on the verge of death.

"Go! Go!"

People's hearts are shaken, and everything in the world has become different in their eyes.

Those evil spirits invaded their bodies, affected their cognition, and made them insane, but it was far more than that.

"Luo Yuchen..."

Gu Yue looked at Luo Yuchen above and felt so strange at the moment, but whether it was his body, aura or appearance, he was still him.

(End of this chapter)