Chapter 224: Forbidden Soul, Breaking the Netherworld
ore drinking the potion, would that also increase the success rate"Yúnfēng's eyes lit up. He had always thought that skill was used to complement his plundering skill, but now he thought about it, thi...At this moment, the Nine Nether Dragon's body surged with the energy of Nine Hells, and a menacing aura emanated from it.
A pair of copper-bell like eyes, with nine netherworld fires burning fiercely within.
The Nine Nether Dragon went berserk the moment it saw its imperial robe summoned by Yun Feng.
"What a ferocious power!"
Yun Feng was shrouded in the phantom of the Underworld King, feeling his power surge, especially the Nine Nether Body. Although it was obtained through the skill of taking someone's beloved, at this moment, it felt incredibly powerful.
Roar...
The Nine Nether Dragon roared, interrupting Yunfeng's thoughts and delivering a heavy blow to him.
Although Yunfeng's stats were increased by 200% under the Jiuyou Mingwang skill, he still couldn't withstand the power of the Jiuyou Minglong's Youming Longxiao.
Besides, his physique was not as strong as the Nine Nether Hell Dragon's. To forcefully use the Nine Nether Hell Dragon's ultimate technique, his body almost couldn't withstand such immense power.
Yun Feng's appearance was rather frightening at the moment. Although his aura was powerful, his whole body started to crack and tear apart.
The self-healing talent is like trying its hardest to repair this body, but it still can't stop the body from collapsing.
"Ah..."
Yun Feng roared, his hair standing on end as if possessed.
"Overreaching."
Jiuyoushenlong let out a cold snort, and immediately the entire sky darkened, with nothing visible.
Yun Feng was just about to attack the Nine Nether Dragon when he was enveloped in a black curtain, losing even his perception.
Bang...
Before Yunfeng could react, his body was sent flying by a punch.
Then, Yunfeng was pounded like a sandbag by the Nine Nether Dragon. Blood gushed from his body as if it were worthless, splattering everywhere.
This won't work. We can't fight back at all.
Although Yun Feng was in a dire situation, the series of attacks from Jiu You Ming Long were mostly physical attacks supplemented by Jiu You energy. The actual damage inflicted upon him was extremely limited.
Maybe it was because he'd been fighting for too long, or perhaps the Nine Nether Dragon realized that continuing this way wouldn't let him kill Yun Feng. Suddenly, it stopped its attack.
"The power of the Nine Netherworld is useless, it seems you have taken away my Nine Netherbody."
The voice of the Nine Nether Dragon echoed from the surrounding darkness.
Yunfeng now resembled a bloody man suspended in the air, his features completely obscured. In truth, only he knew that the blood on his body was not inflicted by the Jiuyou Minglong.
But, I still have to die.
Jiuyumenglong didn't intend to waste time on Yunfeng anymore. He sensed that powerful auras were approaching from afar.
Only then was it seen, the Nine Nether Dragon's eyes and brow split open, a vertical eye appearing within.
His eyes were like a bottomless well, as if they could draw you into them.
Subsequently, a sinister black blade slowly extended from that vertical eye.
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How could a monster attack a high-level fighter first
The appearance of the Nine Nether Dragons disrupted the entire battle rhythm. Both the human side and the monster side fell into chaos.
"How should we defend the history now"
At the highest point of the West City Wall, a military officer appeared here, bowing his head and asking.
I'll go take a look.
Then, a dark shadow flashed, and the garrison commander vanished from where he stood.
"Who exactly brought this monster out ahead of schedule"
On the vast, boundless battlefield behind the front lines, an endless darkness emanated an overwhelming sense of dread. It brought all fighting on both sides - men and monsters alike - to a standstill, as if they had conspired in silence.
What happened over there
Before that, the terrifying dragon roars had already terrified them.
That kind of power is not something they can withstand right now.
"Such a terrifying aura."
On the way halfway, the patrolling history suddenly stopped and looked at the darkness in the distance.
There, something unpredictable seemed to be awakening.
"What kind of monster have I angered"
"Yúnfēng, Yúnfēng you must not have something wrong."
Wen Ren, who was in the midst of battle, suddenly felt a pang in her heart. She covered her chest and looked towards the bottomless abyss behind the battlefield, muttering to herself.
At this moment, she discovered that her notoriously unreliable prophetic abilities were unable to predict any outcome.
"What...what kind of smell is this"
Yun Feng, heavily wounded, trembled all over.
Although his eyes couldn't see and his spirit couldn't perceive it, the mysterious and eerie aura emanating from afar caused a stinging sensation throughout his body.
Although the most powerful ability on the Dark Dragon's body was the Nine Nether King skill taken by Yun Feng, if we talk about pure damage, this is it.
Soul Banished, Spirit Broken in the Underworld
At the moment when the sword between the brows fully appeared, Yun Feng even felt that the time around him stopped.
His blood turned ice-cold, as if he had already been placed in the depths of the Netherworld.
"Ha ha, it seems I finally paid the price for my arrogance."
Yun Feng sneered inwardly.
Knowing that others had already calculated the great danger here, he still insisted on coming this way.
Mingming could have defended the city walls with everyone else, engaging in a gradual and calculated war. Instead, he chose to act alone, venturing deep into enemy territory by himself.
Boom!!!
Darkness vanished, and all was clear before my eyes.
And there, a black sword that made the soul tremble appeared right before them.
The sword flew very slowly, very slowly.
like a snail crawling towards him.
But Yúnfēng was completely unable to move.
Who can understand the feeling of knowing full well that the attack in front of you could take your life, but being unable to dodge it and can only wait for death.
Moreover, this waiting process is incredibly long, as if they want to torture our spirits to the point of collapse even before the execution.
I don't know how long it had been, but Yun Feng was almost crushed by this aura.
The shadowy blade finally came into view.
"Human boy, you insult my emperor. Such a death is too easy for you."
Seeing his condensed Netherworld Soul Sword about to pierce the opponent's brain, the raging fury on Nine Nether Dragon's face finally subsided.
"There are still so many things I need to do, Wang Dailu. I might not be able to save you.
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The Heavenly Selection Tournament in two years, I'm so looking forward to it, but unfortunately I can no longer go. I feel ashamed of letting Zhong Kui down.
Black monkey, bamboo pole, I really want to see you again, and go on another adventure in the dimensional space together.
Ancient jade, I long to see what you look like when filled with energy.
> Especially you, Wen Ren, I will bring you into the Holy Land as well. I want to see one last time your white hair turn blue.
At this moment, Yun Feng thought of many things, even the events of his past life.
Having awakened less than three years ago, it felt like a dream. I never realized that in this world, I had already formed so many bonds.
Boom!
Just then, something in Yun Feng's storage ring suddenly started to vibrate.ul a level 41 legendary monster was, it didn't matter anymore. Looking cool was what mattered most in life.After a fierce battle, at least over 100 monsters lay here forever. Yunfeng's level almost br...