Chapter 828 My Spirit Ring is Here

When Thunder Eagle felt this powerful attack, a hint of panic appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

It flapped its wings and released powerful lightning again, trying to block Wang Dong's wing guillotine.

"Zizzizi!"

The lightning collided with the guillotine, making a harsh sound and emitting dazzling sparks.

"Wang Dong, come on!"

Huo Yuhao shouted loudly at the side, and at the same time used mental detection to find the flaw of Thunder Eagle for Wang Dong.

Tang Lan also gripped his weapon tightly, ready to support Wang Dong at any time.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and continuously injected his soul power into the Winged Guillotine.

The light of the guillotine became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the lightning of the Thunder Eagle.

"Now!" Huo Yuhao reminded loudly.

Wang Dong understood what he meant and suddenly increased his strength.

The wing guillotine broke through the obstruction of lightning and slashed straight at the wings of the thunder eagle.

"Ow!"

The Thunder Eagle let out a scream, and one of its wings was hit by Wang Dong's wing guillotine, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, just when they thought the crisis was over, the fallen Thunder Eagle struggled to fly again.

Its eyes were filled with madness and hatred, and the lightning on its body flashed more violently, as if it was making a final desperate struggle.

Wang Dong frowned and prepared for battle. "This guy is really tenacious!"

Huo Yuhao quickly concentrated his mind and used all his strength to perform mental detection. "Everyone be careful, its power seems to have undergone new changes!"

Tang Lan crossed his arms across his chest, walking through the battle calmly. He was very strong and didn't bother to take action at this moment.

The Thunder Eagle suddenly opened its mouth, and a thick bolt of lightning shot towards the three people like a beam of light.

Wang Dong quickly waved the Wing Guillotine to try to block the attack.

"Boom!" The huge impact force made Wang Dong take a few steps back.

Huo Yuhao shouted loudly: "Wang Dong, hold on!"

Wang Dong readjusted his state and injected his soul power into the Winged Guillotine again. The light shone brightly and he shouted: "This time, you can't escape!"

"Second soul skill: Light of the Butterfly God!" Wang Dong looked determined and roared loudly.

In an instant, brilliant and dazzling light burst out from his body, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky, extremely bright.

It was like a blazing sun, its light so strong that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

The light contained extremely powerful and pure soul power fluctuations, surging towards the Thunder Eagle with overwhelming force.

The originally crazy look in Lei Ying's eyes was deeply frightened the moment the light appeared.

Fear quickly spread in its eyes.

It might have never imagined that the opponent in front of it could burst out with such powerful force.

Huo Yuhao was so excited that his face turned red. He waved his fist and shouted excitedly:

"Wang Dong, good job, this move will definitely defeat it!"

His voice was particularly loud in this tense and fierce battle atmosphere.

The Thunder Eagle sensed the deadly threat and flapped its wings frantically, releasing more and more powerful lightning.

Thick lightning bolts intertwined together to form a dense electric grid, trying to block the approach of the Butterfly God's light.

However, the light of the Butterfly God seemed to possess an indestructible power.

Easily broke through the layers of obstacles of thunder and lightning.

The light of the Butterfly God instantly completely enveloped the Thunder Eagle, and the Thunder Eagle let out a miserable and painful scream.

Its originally majestic feathers gradually turned black under the scorching light and lost their former luster.

Its body was shaking violently, as if it was enduring great pain and torture.

Wang Dong clenched his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down.

But he did not relax at all, and continued to output soul power, allowing the power of the Butterfly God's Light to continue to increase.

At this moment, the Thunder Eagle seemed to realize that it was in a desperate situation, but the instinct for survival made it make a final struggle.

It used up all its last bit of strength and rushed towards the weak spot of the light regardless of everything.

It attempts to break free from the shackles of light and escape from this battlefield which is like a nightmare to it.

However, the Thunder Eagle's struggle was in vain.

The dazzling light of the Butterfly God seemed to have endless magic power. The light was like countless powerful hands, tightly binding the Thunder Eagle and making it unable to move at all.

Every time the Thunder Eagle tried to break free, it was like hitting an indestructible wall of iron and steel, and it was useless.

Its originally sharp claws scratched in the air in vain, but it could not touch the light at all.

The roar of the Thunder Eagle became weaker and weaker. Its originally powerful strength was rapidly receding like a tide under the continuous consumption of the Butterfly God's light.

The initial anger and madness in its eyes were gradually replaced by deep despair.

It is a kind of fear and helplessness about the approach of death.

Its feathers began to fall off due to the scorching light, and fluttered in the air like a sad snow.

Wang Dong's body was trembling slightly. Every output of soul power made him feel extremely exhausted.

But his eyes were extremely firm, and he had only one persistent belief in his heart.

That is, no matter what the cost, we must completely defeat the powerful enemy, the Thunder Eagle, in front of us.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and sweat poured down like a stream, soaking his clothes.

But his hands still maintained the release of his soul skills steadily, refusing to relax at all.

Huo Yuhao watched the battle nervously, his hands clenched unconsciously, and his palms were full of sweat.

His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat.

I silently cheered for Wang Dong and prayed that he would succeed.

He didn't blink, afraid to miss any moment.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the powerful force of the Butterfly God's Light, forming strange ripples.

The ripples continued to spread, making the surrounding scene blurry.

It seemed as if the whole world was affected by this powerful force.

The space seemed to emit a faint humming sound under the pressure of this light.

The thunder eagle's wings had drooped down weakly, unable to flap anymore, and its body began to shake, like a fallen leaf about to wither in the strong wind.

Blood continued to spurt out of its beak, and its eyes had become unfocused, but there was still a hint of unwillingness.

"Wang Dong, try harder, it's almost dying!"

Huo Yuhao could no longer suppress his inner excitement and could not help but shout out loud.

His voice became a little hoarse due to nervousness, but it was full of expectation and encouragement.

When Wang Dong heard Huo Yuhao’s cry, he took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and injected the last bit of soul power in his body into the light of the Butterfly God without reservation.

His face flushed red from the extreme effort, and his eyes gleamed with determination.

A faint halo emanated from his body, which was a manifestation of him gathering all his strength together.