"Senior, I will never forget my life-saving grace!"

After Shen Lang respectfully thanked Yinglong's soul, he immediately turned into a blood shadow, pulled up Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao, and jumped into the gap in the formation.

"Oh shit!"

Wu Wenhua cursed angrily, and a thick golden storm rolled up all over his body, dispersing the blue tornado released by Yinglong's soul, and then rushed towards the gap in the formation.

He could see that this formation restriction was extremely difficult to break. Instead of wasting time outside, it would be better to hurry up and explore the central area of ​​the Witch Tomb, and perhaps you can get a lot of gains.

"Arrogant!"

Yinglong's soul reprimanded angrily, his body shone with green light, and his body soared to tens of thousands of feet high. He suddenly shot out the dragon's claws and attacked Wu Wenhua, who was also huge in shape.

The dragon claws burst out endless green light, and the spaces wherever they pass collapsed, confirming the great power of this attack!

"Little Dead soul, get out of here!"

In a rage, Wu Wenhua swung his right fist like a giant mountain and smashed it at the attacking dragon claws.

"Bang!!!"

The claws collided, and the explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Yinglong's soul has no physical body. With the power of soul alone, he is not Wu Wen's opponent. The dragon claw he hit is smashed into nothingness by Wu Wen's punch.

This is not over yet.

Wu Wenhua opened his mouth and spit out a golden light column with a loud momentum, hitting the body shadow of Yinglong's soul with lightning speed.

With a dull sound of "boom", Yinglong's soul took more than ten steps to barely stabilize his body, and the phantom body was blurred by the impact of golden light.

Yinglong's soul had consumed too much to break the Zhoutian Mirror Light Array, which seriously affected its own combat power.

"die!"

Just when Wu Wenhua was about to continue to launch a fierce attack and completely destroy the Yinglong soul, countless peach wood thorns suddenly flew out from the ground, instantly entangling Wu Wenhua's body and limbs, making his body unable to move freely for a short time.

"A evil thief, don't even think about hurting Lord Zunlong!"

It turned out that the Taomu God, who was unable to get up, calmed down and used his magical powers to limit Wu Wenhua's actions.

The unrecognizable Taomu God staggered up from the pit, and his damaged face was filled with a large number of peachmuth thorns, and his damaged body was repaired by 60% to 70%.

"Two trash who don't know how to live or die, since you have to seek death, I will kill you first!"

Seeing that the Taomu God stood up again and recovered some of his movements, Wu Wenhua became more and more anxious.

Wu Wenhua's right hand flashed with golden light, condensed a golden machete, and tried hard to cut towards the thorny branches that bound his body.

"Shadowless!"

The soul of Yinglong took the opportunity to launch an attack and fought against this Wu culture with the Taomu God.

The three soon fought together. Wherever they passed, various spiritual energy intertwined and collided, the space collapsed, the earth collapsed, and the movement was extremely loud.

Wu Culture will not be at a disadvantage by fighting one against two people.

Of course, this is not because Wu Culture is very powerful, but because the fighting power of Yinglong’s Soul and Taomu God King is relatively weak, which is slightly inferior to the cultivator who first entered the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

However, the situation on Wu Wenhua is not optimistic. The storage ring cannot be opened in the witch's tomb, which leads to Wu Wenhua being unable to use external objects such as Yuanshi elixir to supplement his own consumption.

Once the fight is delayed for too long, its own consumption will become a big problem.

"Damn it!"

Wu Wenhua finally noticed that the reason why Yinglong's soul and Taomu God restrained him one by one was that he wanted to delay time as much as possible and wait for the energy in his body to be exhausted.

The furious Wu Wenhua could only decide to fight quickly.

But this tree man is like a sandbag and meat shield. No matter how much attack it is, Wu Wenhua cannot completely defeat it. The damaged body of the tree man will be filled and repaired soon.

The most annoying thing is that this tree can continuously absorb energy from the underground without worrying about its own consumption.

After the chaotic spiritual power and immortal energy in Wu Wenhua's body are exhausted, it is almost impossible to replenish power through other methods unless he meditates for a long time to absorb the chaotic spiritual energy.

Although the magic technique Wu Wenhua used with all his strength could knock down the tree man and severely injured him, he could not kill him. Even if he had this ability, the soul of Yinglong beside him would not give him a chance.

The forced Wu Wenhua changed his strategy and chose to deal with the Yinglong soul for limited purposes. However, the Yinglong soul was even more insidious and actually hid directly in the treasure bottle to avoid Wu Wenhua's magical attack.

The key is that the bottle is extremely hard, and Wu Wenhua was not damaged at all after a violent blow. Instead, several blue light beams shot out from the bottle from time to time, hurting his body, deliberately disgusting Wu Wenhua.

"Damn it, it won't work if this continues!"

Wu Wenhua was extremely frustrated. Although he was extremely angry, his reason told him that he could not continue fighting. These two guys were obviously calculating him.

If you continue to fight, you will be exhausted from this ban.

Even if Wu Wenhua was unwilling to give up, he could not continue to waste it. Taking advantage of the opportunity after the tree man was knocked down again, he rushed towards the formation gap opened by Yinglong's soul.

White light energy surged at the gap in the formation, which seemed to have been filled and healed, but the defense ability at the gap has obviously not yet recovered.

Wu Wen punched him and smashed a big hole in the gap. Then he narrowed his body and jumped into the gap.

"Don't try to step into the master's cemetery!"

Yinglong's soul made a hysterical shout, and the dragon soul rushed out of the golden vase and quickly approached, wrapping Wu Wen's body tightly like a python, restraining Wu Wen's actions.

"Little dead soul, dare to show the soul body in front of me, I'm really looking for death!"

Wu Wenhua naturally would not miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He grabbed Longhun's neck with his hands and smiled grimly.

He had never been able to seize the opportunity before, mainly because the soul of Yinglong hid his soul in a golden vase, and only condensed the spiritual figure with his soul power, and Wu Wenhua had no choice but to do anything to him.

Now, this prehistoric Yinglong showed its soul body in desperation, so Wu Wenhua naturally would not let it escape. While holding the dragon's head, he opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of golden light, attacking Yinglong's soul crazily.

The golden light carries dense golden light threads, which are extremely sharp, and can cause huge damage to the soul of the prehistoric Yinglong.

Yinglong's soul was hit by the golden light and shouted: "How about this strand of dead souls for you, the evil thief, taste the feeling of being crushed to pieces?"

"roar!!!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar that shook the world, Yinglong, the ancient world, began to burn his soul power frantically, and released a terrifying green light like a tumultuous sea.

The strong light shines brightly on the entire sky and the earth!
Chapter completed!