Chapter 190 Dragon Slaying

Chapter 190 Slaying the Dragon

"In the rift valley below, there is a 60,000-year-old blazing red dragon. It should be the dragon king of this group of sub-dragons. If you want to capture it, you will inevitably be besieged by the dragon group."

Wang Shenmeng pondered a little. The 60,000-year-old Dragon King was already as powerful as an average titled Douluo. Coupled with a group of inferior fire dragons, it was quite difficult to deal with him.

He thought for a while and said: "You two hide here, I will go to the rift valley to see if I can catch it by surprise. If not, I will lure it out and start again."

Liu Erlong said with concern: "Then you should be careful. Safety is the top priority in everything. If it is difficult to start, then we will look for other soul beasts, or a red dragon that is not that old. It does not have to be this dragon king."

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Wang Shenmeng's spiritual power enveloped the rift valley, and the Wuji Demonic Eyes saw everything inside clearly. Then he suddenly activated his martial soul, seven black and one red soul rings, which made Liu Erlong and Ye Lingling marvel again. Incomparable.

At the same time, the powerful aura had already alarmed the dragons in the rift valley.

The Red Dragon King, who was originally sleeping in the magma, suddenly opened his eyes and roared in his direction. His aura exploded. The other dragons also followed suit and acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Void Flash!"

The red eighth soul ring flashed, and he disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared next to the Red Dragon King.

"immortal."

The moment he appeared, countless attacks surged towards him, most of them were powerful flame soul skills, and a few were physical attacks such as the red dragon's claws and tail.

But Wang Shenmeng's entire body instantly became insubstantial, becoming transparent and illusory. All attacks passed through him and could not harm him.

"God-killing Blade!"

The fifth soul ring flashed, and Wang Shenmeng's eyes glowed with brilliant gold. The huge spiritual power turned into a golden giant sword in the void, and slashed down towards the Red Dragon King.

"hold head high!"

The Red Dragon King let out a painful roar, his whole breath weakened, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"God-killing Blade!"

Wang Shenmeng launched the first blow without hesitation. He was now in a state of nothingness, unable to launch energy-based soul skills and physical attacks except for mental soul skills.

But the God-Slaying Blade is enough. Although it consumes a lot of mental and soul power, it is an insurmountable move. Moreover, in the state of immortality, others cannot hit him. He can attack the enemy at will. He can be called the most rogue. style of play.

The second time the God-Slaying Blade was activated, the Red Dragon King's spirit was immediately severely damaged again. The look in his eyes became darker and darker, and his whole body staggered, as if he was drunk, and he attacked randomly.

"The Promise Magic Eye!"

The colorful light in Wang Shenmeng's eyes flashed, and the infinite demonic pupils activated the power of the seven emotions and six desires. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Red Dragon King's mental power was close to collapse, the anger in the Red Dragon King's heart was infinitely amplified, and it suddenly lost its reason, leaving only endless anger. and murderous intent.

boom!

The powerful attacks of the Red Dragon King were indiscriminate and fell on the surrounding dragons. Several red dragons were killed immediately, and the rest hurriedly avoided.

Wang Shenmeng could not maintain his immortality forever, so he immediately released his immortal state. At the same time, he activated his third soul skill, the Great Desolate Butterfly Divine Transformation. He hid himself and watched the Red Dragon King go berserk and kill his subordinates.

Ordinary red dragons did not dare to attack the Dragon King. Under the leadership of those ten thousand-year-old red dragons, they could only flee and escape from the rift valley, scattering like birds and beasts.

Under the interference of the King God's Dream Technique and mental power, the Red Dragon King just wants to kill all the enemies who dare to provoke him. At this time, in its eyes, everything that can move is an enemy.

It chased directly out of the rift valley and chased several of the red dragons.

After some distance away from Yangu, the ten thousand-year-old red dragons disappeared, and Wang Shenmeng suddenly appeared in front of the Red Dragon King again.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the martial soul!"

<divclass="contentadv"> "The sixth soul skill, Yin Yang Sword!"

As the seventh and sixth soul rings on his body flashed in succession, in an instant, a dream-like colorful butterfly dozens of meters long appeared in the void. As its wings vibrated, endless dreamy power emitted. All the soul beasts around who saw this butterfly fell into an illusion.

The two long tentacles of the butterfly suddenly turned into two sharp swords, one black and one white, more than ten meters long.

Above the two swords, the strong power of yin and yang lingered on them, making the white sword as blazing as the sun, and the black sword as cold as black ice, and the shoulders were staggered and cut down.

In an instant, the Red Dragon King let out a miserable howl, and the entire dragon body was almost cut into two pieces from the waist. The deep sword marks almost cut off its spine.

But it didn't die for a moment. It struggled and roared on the ground, spurting out dragon blood and forming a small pond on the ground, burning like kerosene in an instant.

"He is worthy of being the soul beast king second only to the true dragon. The quality of this dragon king is probably not inferior to that of the Titan Giant Ape, and his defense power is even more powerful. Even the Yin Yang Sword cannot cut two with one sword."

Wang Shenmeng praised that his sixth soul skill, the Yin Yang Liang Yi Sword, came from the Emperor Moth Yin Yang Butterfly, the Supreme among Butterflies and the Emperor among Moths, and also obtained the Liang Yi Liang Yi Sword.

This Emperor Moth Yin-Yang Butterfly is a super powerful soul beast born from the union of Yinchuan Emperor Butterfly and Yanggu God Moth Emperor. Although it was only tens of thousands of years old when it was killed, its hunting difficulty almost exceeded that of a hundred thousand year old soul beast. If it weren't for the teacher's help, there would be nothing he could do.

But the benefits are also obvious. Not only did he gain a powerful domain, but the soul skill Yin Yang Liang Yi Sword he obtained also has the strongest attack ability among all his soul skills.

Even the 60,000-year-old Red Dragon King, who possesses the strength of a Titled Douluo, was almost cut off by a sword. An ordinary Titled Douluo would be killed directly by such a sword.

At this time, the Red Dragon King had been severely injured and had almost no resistance. The body that was almost broken into two parts could no longer exert one-tenth of its combat effectiveness.

"God-killing Blade!"

Wang Shenmeng launched another mental attack. This time, he did not use all his strength, but only used three-thirds of his strength. The Red Dragon King immediately passed out.

"Mengtu, turn on!"

Wang Shenmeng released his martial soul's true form, and his hands formed strange fingerprints on his chest. His eyes were hazy and chaotic. On his body, a void world that seemed to be illusory but not illusory shrouded him, and directly took the unconscious Red Dragon King into it. .

Roar!

At this time, the rest of the red dragons have realized that something is wrong. The ten thousand year soul beasts are all intelligent, and the red dragon is the most powerful soul beast after the true dragon. The wisdom of the ten thousand year soul beasts is no worse than that of humans.

Sensing that something was wrong with the Dragon King, the ten thousand-year-old red dragons flew over crazily and attacked Wang Shenmeng.

Whoosh!

The third soul ring on Wang Shenmeng's body flashed, and the whole person disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the hiding place of Liu Erlong and Ye Lingling, hugged the two of them directly, the eighth soul ring flashed, and the void dodge was activated. The next moment, they had appeared dozens of miles away.

"call!"

The big moves were launched one after another. Although the battle lasted only a short time, Wang Shenmeng still consumed a lot of energy. Fortunately, he finally escaped from the encirclement of the dragons. Otherwise, being surrounded by the dragons would have been a bit of a headache.

"Xiaomeng, are you okay?"

Liu Erlong and Ye Lingling asked with concerned faces.

"It's okay, it's just that the soul power and mental power are consumed a bit. I'll recover first."

After Wang Shenmeng finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.

He is a cautious person. As long as conditions permit, he will try his best to keep himself in a complete state and not waste his remaining blood everywhere.