Chapter 620 The Dragon Soul Awakens

People are not as good as God. Zhuge Buliang's heart is full of tears. This joke is too big. In the face of the oppression of a half-step fairy, the only card in his hand also lost its effect. The remnants of the demon ancestors in the Qinglong knife did not make any movement no matter how Zhuge Fuliang called.

"Huh! I see who can help you today!" The Eastern Emperor sneered and said that he seemed to be a little afraid of the immortal treasure in Zhuge Fuliang's hand, and a purple-gold hammer head appeared in his hand.

"Boom!"

The purple gold sledgehammer was swung up and smashed at Zhuge Fuliang's wheel with a momentum of crushing the sky. With the power of this blow, I'm afraid that even the master who can't be too empty will turn into meat mud.

Zhuge Bu Buliang clenched his teeth, madly stimulated his spiritual power, and raised his knife to cut it.

"Cangling!"

The Qinglong knife collided with the purple gold sledgehammer. Zhuge but only felt a strong force coming from it. Half of his body was numb, and his whole body flew back in confusion.

After all, this infinite split sky knife is a fairy soldier. Even if the remnants of the demon ancestors are lost in it, the power of the immortal treasure, especially ordinary magic weapons, can be compared. Therefore, even in the face of the arrogant blow of the Eastern Emperor, Zhuge Buo still blocked it with this divine soldier.

"Hahaha! What? Why don't you show your courage when you fought against the Southern Emperor!?" The Eastern Emperor laughed and approached again, and the purple gold sledgehammer hit his head.

"Dang!" Zhuge Butang raised his knife to greet him, but he was still forced to withdraw and turned hundreds of meters in the air awkwardly.

"No, something seems to be wrong with Brother Zhuge." The speechless monk frowned.

"It seems that he can't exert all the power of the infinite splitting knife. I'm afraid it's dangerous to go on like this." Messiman also lost his old ruffian spirit and said solemnly.

Both Pang Xiner and Lin'er's faces changed slightly. They looked at Zhuge Buteng, who was constantly forced back by the Eastern Emperor in mid-air, but there was nothing they could do. Their strength was too weak to help Zhuge Buteng at all at this moment.

"Ha! It seems that there is something wrong with this fairy treasure. After all, the Eastern Emperor was a venerable person, and he immediately saw the clue. The purple gold sledgehammer slammed it again.

Zhuge Buteng's arm was numb. If it hadn't been for the strength of his treasure body, if he had been a cultivation who could not be too empty, he would have turned into meat mud under the attack of the Southern Emperor.

The infinitely split sky knife was raised, and the cyan knife burst out, facing the purple gold sledgehammer.

"Dong!"

The purple-gold sledgehammer directly smashed the cyan blade, and the sledgehammer fell and hit Zhuge's chest heavily.

"Puff!"

Zhuge Buliung finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting a mountain into the tower, and the rocks flew around, drowning Zhuge Buliang in.

Seeing this scene, those practitioners of the great sect of immortality showed a look of ridiculing, especially the people of Zhong Li's family. At this moment, the old girl protected Zhong Li and Haitang and some other children of the family to avoid far away. Seeing that Zhuge Fuliang was severely damaged by the Eastern Emperor, she showed a sneer on her face.

"Hey, it seems that the card in the boy's hand has failed~~" The young master of Dugu Fairy Gate laughed and said, "In this way, it is easy for the master to kill him."

Qing Wan stood aside indifferently, her autumn water-like eyes fluctuated slightly, and there was no emotion in her dust-free face.

"Boom!"

The rocks collapsed, and Zhuge Fuliang rushed out of it with an infinite sword. At this moment, his body bloomed with the brilliance of precious glass. The robe on his chest had been broken, and cracks appeared on his chest like broken pottery.

"What! After such a big blow by the Eastern Emperor, it's okay. All the great teachers can't help but be stunned.

"It's really worthy of the seven-star treasure body!" Donghuang said that the purple gold sledgehammer held in his hand, stared at Zhuge Fuliang coldly, and said, "Kid, I will give you a chance to present the treasure of immortals in your hand, and then destroy the seven divine caves in your body. I can spare your life."

Self-destruct the treasure body! These four words made the onlookers sigh. It seems that the Eastern Emperor is determined to eradicate the seven-star treasure body from this time.

Zhuge Bu Liang grinned, and the crack in his chest had been repaired. He raised the Qinglong knife in his hand and said, "Do you want it? OK, then come and get it yourself!"

"I don't know whether to live or die!" The murderous intention suddenly collapsed in the eyes of the Eastern Emperor. This murderous intention tore the void like a substantial divine sword and went straight to Zhuge. Although it is only two eyes, there is no doubt that these two eyes can definitely kill an ordinary monk.

"Brush!"

Zhuge butang had seven stars above his head, and the fifth star lit up a dazzling light. Then, Zhuge Buliang's body disappeared from where it was, completely disappeared, and he couldn't even feel the breath.

"Gone!" Everyone was frightened.

The Eastern Emperor frowned, and his consciousness enveloped the whole sky. He knew that Zhuge Fuliang could not disappear so plainly for no reason. He must have used some secret method.

"Brush!"

Sure enough, behind the Eastern Emperor, the space fluctuated strangely, and then Zhuge's figure appeared out of thin air. He cut down with infinitely splitting the sword and took the head of the Eastern Emperor.

"Sneak attack, despicable!" The practitioners of the Great Sect Xianmen sneered at it one after another.

The Eastern Emperor snorted coldly and threw out the purple gold sledgehammer without looking back, colliding with the infinite splitting knife in Zhuge Bliang's hand. With a sonorous sound, Zhuge Buliang flew out again, but soon, his figure disappeared in place.

"Hm..." At this moment, the Eastern Emperor couldn't help frowning and said secretly, "Is this an anti-sky body method? It's impossible. Even if it's the body, why even the breath has disappeared.

"Brush!"

The figure flashed, and Zhuge appeared on the left side of the Eastern Emperor. But he still didn't get any benefits this time. The Eastern Emperor's consciousness was even stronger than him, and he could sense the fluctuations of the surrounding space at the first time to resist.

"brush" "brush" "brush"...

Zhuge Fuliang's figure flashes repeatedly in the void. Every time the Eastern Emperor's attack is approaching him, Zhuge Fuliang will hide in the ancient star in the fifth cave, so as to find the space coordinates to appear from another place. However, this is only a temporary delay for the Eastern Emperor, and he can't win at all.

"Enough of playing!" The Eastern Emperor suddenly shouted, and the purple gold sledgehammer hit a certain direction in the void.

The figure there flashed, and Zhuge Fuliang, who had just appeared, was smashed out by the head of the Eastern Emperor before he could make a move.

Zhuge Buliang was secretly shocked: "It is worthy of being a strong half-step immortal, and his consciousness is really keen!"

The Eastern Emperor held the purple gold sledgehammer and strode towards Zhuge Buliang. The murderous intention in his eyes collapsed, and he wanted to tear Zhuge Buliang apart. He was exclusive to the majesty of the half-step immortal. Like a mountain, Zhuge Buliang could even feel his bones ringing.

Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly. Now even if he releases his own field, it is impossible to compete with the majesty of the half-step fairy. Although the half-step immortal is not a real immortal, there is a sense of immortal power in the pressure, which is not comparable to the gap between ordinary realms.

"Hum!"

At this time, in front of Zhuge Buteng, a black "Scorpion" seal suddenly appeared. The black word "wan" bloomed as dark as ink and bombarded the Eastern Emperor.

"The inheritor of the demon monk, hum!" The Eastern Emperor's pupil contracted slightly, and the purple gold hammer in his hand was raised, instantly smashing the black word "Swax".

The speechless monk appeared next to Zhuge Fuliang. At this moment, his breath changed greatly, and a violent breath gushed out of his body. A black "Scorpion" character print appeared between the eyebrows. And one face is black and white, the left half of the face is sacred, but the right half of the face is ferocious and horrible, like a demon.

At his feet, a scarlet lotus platform dragged his body.

"Hahaha! Zhuge is not bright, no one can save you today!" The Eastern Emperor's eyes were full of contempt, and the huge pressure enveloped Zhuge Buteng and the silent monks.

"Kill!" The silent monk seemed to have turned into a demon king at this moment. The magic steamed, and there was a black Zen stick in his hand. The top of the Zen stick was a ferocious face, which was horrible.

"Oh!!!"

At this time, the mutant suddenly emerged. In the sinkhole leading to the dragon's cave, a shocking dragon sound came out, and the huge dragon power instantly enveloped the world. This dragon power even has to be above the pressure of the Eastern Emperor.

"Wo!!"

In the huge sinkhole, a huge claw as dark as ink, covered with ink scales, poked out, like a hand of destruction covering the sky and the sun, suddenly smashed hundreds of immortal disciples gathered around the sinkhole, and even the bones were not left. It even includes a great teacher with extraordinary cultivation.

"It's the ancient dragon soul on that head!" Everyone shouted in surprise and stayed away from the sinkhole.

Even the Eastern Emperor turned his attention from Zhuge Budang to the sinkhole at this moment. His face was solemn. Even he felt a little uneasy about this huge dragon power.

"Oh! Which eyeless thing woke me up!"

In the sinkhole, there was a majestic sound, like thunder, which shocked people's hearts. Some people with poor cultivation even spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

In the sinkhole, a huge dark shadow rushed out of it, covering the whole sky like a black cloud. It turned out to be a huge dragon body as thick as a mountain. The black dragon scales flashed with a compelling cold light. The pieces were as sharp as a heavenly knife. The huge dragon head looked down at the crowd, and the two dragon's beards shook, like two divine whips.

Two materialized lights are emitted from a pair of cyan dragon eyes.

"This is the evil dragon soul!" Feeling this huge dragon power, many masters tremble. Under the influence of this dragon power, they even have an impulse to submit.

At this time, the huge dragon body suddenly contracted and finally turned into a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man is not too handsome. There is a pair of ink jade dragon horns on the top of his head, with long hair flying, white temples, and a sense of vicissitudes in his domineering spirit.

"Oh? Is there still a half-step immortal?" The middle-aged man who turned into a dragon soul glanced at the crowd and finally stayed on the Eastern Emperor. He laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's so good that I slept for so long to see how much strength has recovered now."

After saying that, the middle-aged man raised his hand and hit a mountain range in the distance. The mountain range collapsed and the ink was soaring. A dark kitchen knife-shaped weapon flew out of it and was grasped by the middle-aged man.