Chapter 2000: Dragon Transformation

The person who flew out of Storm Valley was none other than Ye Chunyang.

Seeing that he actually led the ancient beast out, Tie Xiazi, Yan Qiuxue and others couldn't help but be shocked. You must know that the environment in the Storm Valley is inherently dangerous, and this beast is a sixth-level upper-level being. While resisting the sand and dust in the valley, you also have to deal with this beast alone.

Is this "Chang Mo's" magical power really so powerful?

Ye Chunyang, who was rushing out of the Storm Valley with sword light in mid-air, heard Wu Lingzi's voice and immediately looked in the direction of the four of them.

It looked very peaceful there, without any other fluctuations, but it seemed that they had already arranged the positive and negative immortal formations in the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces.

Ye Chunyang looked back at the angry ink dragon and flew over without thinking.

I saw a flash of rainbow light in mid-air, and Ye Chunyang instantly appeared among several people.

The Seven-leaf Blood Lotus was taken away, and Mo Jiao was extremely furious. At this time, it did not catch up with Ye Chunyang. It was even more furious in its heart and immediately roared and chased after him.

"Boohoo!"

At this moment, a pillar of light shot into the sky in the desert, and complex and mysterious formations appeared. Centered on the place where Mo Jiao was, the void continued to twist.

Mo Jiao looked to one side, a look of shock and anger suddenly flashed in his eyes. He saw a huge magic circle shrouded in it, and the surrounding space was blocked.

The magic circle fell, and the ink dragon was suddenly trapped. It let out a furious roar, its huge body twisted wildly, a terrifying aura filled the air from its body, and the surrounding void was shaken with twisting cracks.

But as Mo Jiao struggled, formation flags suddenly flew out from all directions, and at the same time, several figures flashed out.

Led by Wu Lingzi, Tie Xiazi and others waved their formation flags, and mana was continuously injected into them. Suddenly, countless illusory portals appeared around Mo Jiao, like gates to the void, directly trapping him inside.

Mo Jiao roared angrily, and kept shooting out its claws towards the portals, but soon it was shocked to discover that these portals actually had mysterious power of change. As soon as its claws came out, the portals disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, in front of them, More doors were separated.

This scene made Mo Jiao extremely shocked and angry. The dragon's body kept swinging in the formation, trying to break free from it.

"Hahaha! You evil beast! Let's see how you escape from Pindao's magic circle!" Wu Lingzi laughed loudly. He didn't expect that this time he would deal with this beast so smoothly.

Seeing that the sixth-level high-level Mo Jiao was indeed trapped, Tie Xiazi and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Positive and Reverse Immortal Formation was extraordinary. Even if it was just a fake immortal formation that had been rubbed, The power is still extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist Chang, you have done a great job in luring out this evil beast for us this time!" Wu Lingzi said to Ye Chunyang with great joy.

Ye Chunyang was calming down the real energy in his body at this time, and did not say anything to Wu Lingzi. The chase just now, and at the same time he had to allocate his magic power to resist the sand and dust in the valley, which also consumed a lot of money.

Wu Lingzi was in a good mood and didn't care about Ye Chunyang's indifferent attitude. He then looked at the three iron blind men and said, "Three fellow Taoists, I think you all have memorized the method of activating the positive and negative immortal array of the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces. Now We will work together to kill this black dragon and take its inner elixir to cross the Storm Valley."

The three iron blind men nodded, and then they all looked at Mo Jiao solemnly.

Wu Lingzi was the first to shake his hands, and a large amount of brilliance surged out of his sleeves, heading straight for the formation flag in the air and sweeping away.

The three people beside them also waved their formation flags in unison, with all their magic power activated.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Violent sounds came from the sky, and waves of powerful spiritual energy storms appeared out of thin air above the formation, and they swept down towards its body. Then these spiritual energy changed rapidly, sometimes turning into swords, swords, and shadows, sometimes turning into volcanic lava, mountain rock tsunamis, Mysterious.

The ink dragon was still struggling in the confinement of countless void gates. Suddenly, these ever-changing spiritual energy swept down, and it immediately made bursts of explosions, and a large cloud of blood mist sprayed out.

Suddenly being injured by several people, Mo Jiao's eyes showed madness, and the impact became more violent.

The armor-like dragon scales on its body shone with a rich black ink color, and a ferocious intention enveloped everyone. As it continued to struggle, the magic circle in mid-air also trembled.

While Mo Jiao was struggling violently, Wu Lingzi was quite surprised!

"What a beast of a sixth-level upper level. He still has such strength despite being seriously injured."

Wu Lingzi looked solemn.

He turned to several people and said: "Everyone, it seems that this evil beast is more difficult to deal with than we thought. This formation can only last for about a quarter of an hour. If we don't get rid of it as soon as possible, there is no guarantee that it will not escape from the formation." Break free, I'm afraid we will be the unlucky ones!"

No one knows the power of this pseudo-immortal formation better than Wu Lingzi. Even a strong person in the late stage of returning to the void in its heyday may not be able to get out, which shows its mysterious degree.

However, the only drawback of this magic circle is that it requires four people to work together, and it cannot be maintained for more than a quarter of an hour.

The scene just now explained everything. Wu Lingzi didn't need to say anything at this time. The three iron blind men could also feel the terror of this beast. They immediately poured all the mana in their bodies into the formation flag without any reservation.

At this moment, the ink dragon opened its mouth and sprayed out, and a ball of jet-black flames surged violently, suddenly covering the entire magic circle and knocking back everyone's magic power.

As the person who controls the formation eye, Wu Lingzi is the first to bear the brunt, and the energy and blood in his body are churning.

The other three people also fell back under the impact of this fierce flame.

At this time, Mo Jiao's aura seemed to be a little stronger.

This time, Wu Lingzi felt even more horrified.

He originally thought that after the ink dragon was injured, its strength would be greatly reduced. With the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Positive and Reverse Immortal Formation to trap it, it would be easy to kill it when several people join forces to cast spells. But then he realized that this The beast's strength far exceeded his imagination.

Ye Chunyang adjusted his breathing silently and did not participate in the fight between several people and Mo Jiao, but he could feel Mo Jiao's difficulty at this time.

His eyes flashed, and he stood up and planned to join the battle.

After all, everyone on this trip had the same purpose. If he couldn't successfully kill the ink dragon, he wouldn't be able to cross the Storm Valley.

"Fellow Taoists, this is not the way to go. To deal with this beast, I'm afraid we need some powerful magical weapons." Wu Lingzi's eyes flickered for a while, and he spoke in a low voice.

When Tie Xiazi, Yan Qiuxue, and Master Buyi heard this, they all lowered their heads slightly, with a somewhat gloomy look on their faces.

"Why, at this time, do the fellow Taoists still want to have reservations? If Mo Jiao is allowed to rush out, I'm afraid none of us will be able to leave here alive."

Wu Lingzi's face darkened when he saw the hesitant looks of the three of them.

He knew very well that these three people were extraordinary people, otherwise they would not have been able to survive until now after being hunted down by strong men outside. Such people must have some powerful magic weapons and their own life-saving means in their hands.

It's just that no one would expose such low-profile things to others easily. What's more, these old foxes are all alive and well, how can they reveal their secrets in front of them?

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Wu Lingzi's face became even more ugly, and he cursed in his heart that he was still thinking about hiding something secret at this time.

He was about to speak when suddenly there was a loud noise, and the ink dragon roared wildly. The flames it sprayed started from its head and enveloped the whole body. Immediately afterwards, its body's scales stood up, its aura suddenly rose, and its body instantly It grew several feet taller.

"No! This evil beast's bloodline is mutating, and his strength may increase a lot. If this continues, this formation will soon be unable to trap him!" Wu Lingzi said in shock.

The iron blind man's expression was gloomy. Although he was blind, he perceived the situation very clearly.

Immediately, he tightened his iron rod and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Yan, thief and bald donkey, if you want to survive, you should sacrifice all the magic weapons at the bottom of the box!"

As he spoke, a majestic mana suddenly poured into the iron rod, and the iron rod buzzed loudly!

Waves of violent aura filled the air, and the Iron Blind Man's iron rod, which was originally just an ordinary blind stick, suddenly turned into a towering giant pillar, standing in the yellow sand in the sky, exuding an extremely cold momentum.

Yan Qiuxue and Master Buyi looked at each other, and then cast spells one after another.

The cassock on the Buyi Master shook, and a dazzling golden light flashed out. The lines on the cassock flew out one by one, and gathered in mid-air to form a golden alms bowl, which was engraved with Buddhist mantras.

I saw him reciting a mantra, and the golden alms bowl swelled in the wind. It had a holy Buddhist power that enveloped half of the sky.

Yan Qiuxue opened her mouth slightly and blew out a breath of spiritual energy.

Her aura was extremely mysterious. After a period of ups and downs, a small sword shrouded in black mist appeared. The sword was filled with the aura of the devil and was sharp.

Wu Lingzi watched the three of them cast their magic weapons, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at Ye Chunyang behind him, and said: "Friend Daoist Chang, it stands to reason that you are the one who led out the black dragon, so you don't have to fight with us anymore. However, this dragon is mutating now. If it really breaks free, we will No one can survive alone, so we hope fellow Taoists can work with us to deal with it.”

"Of course I won't refuse." Ye Chunyang nodded without any objection.

He glanced at the three iron blind men. The magic weapons in their hands were all extraordinary in spirituality. Although they had not yet reached the psychic level of the Tongtian Lingbao, they had reached the highest level among the Lingbao.

Ye Chunyang thought for a moment, and several death swords appeared in his palm, surrounded by the power of thunder, emitting a brilliant silver light.

Just as he was about to launch his flying sword, the magic sword in Yan Qiuxue's hand suddenly trembled, and the expression on her face changed slightly.

She turned to look at Ye Chunyang and lost her voice: "The power of thunder! Fellow Daoist Chang, you are actually a sword cultivator who practices the thunder attribute!"

Yan Qiuxue couldn't calm down in her heart. No wonder she was so shocked, because the power of thunder shown by Ye Chunyang was the nemesis of her demonic skills. She never thought that this unassuming young man could have such a method!