"Okay, I agree to this bet" Zhulong suddenly laughed and said, "It's really interesting.
Do you think you can defeat me if you defeat Jumang?"
"We'll find out after a fight."
Lin Muyu said calmly.
This kind of calm made Zhulong even more angry.
He waved his swords continuously and said: "Come on, Jumang, you old boy, stay away.
Don't be hurt by my sword energy."
Ju Mang held up his sword and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm not that weak, and you're not that strong either.
Zhulong, remember to leave room for everything, and don't do it all."
"Hmph, you don't have to worry about me."
"Swish, swish, swish" Thin quicksands flowed on the two swords.
The candle dragon struck like lightning, and the sword blades split the wall of space.
The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to react.
This is not an ordinary swiftness, but an acceleration of time.
Lin Muyu's sword eyebrows were furrowed, his feet were too weak, and his whole aura suddenly became unpredictable.
The area of the Elephant Invisible Art shrank rapidly, down to only three or two steps away, and within this distance, a formation belonging to Lin Muyu was formed.
In this small area, any acceleration or delay will be ineffective, but Lin Muyu will have very little reaction time.
"when" The Xuanyuan Sword collided with the opponent's thin sword, and a burst of mighty divine power came out, with a total of ninety-seven levels of divine waves.
This candle dragon is really not that powerful, and the Jumang is only 96 levels.
Although the cave sky The level does not mean absolute strength, but it at least shows that Zhulong's cultivation level is no longer lower than Jumang's.
“It’s okay” Zhulong laughed ferociously, and launched another rapid attack with the sword blade at different angles.
Moreover, each sword had the acceleration effect of the quicksand of time, making it difficult to guard against.
There are many gods who have mastered the reincarnation, but there are only a few who have mastered it to this level.
Lin Muyu found it extremely difficult to deal with it.
Xuanyuan Sword and Donghua Sword opened their bows to block, but they still couldn't stop Zhulong's violent attack.
The attack speed was so fast that it was overwhelming.
"Be careful" Zhulong shouted violently and stabbed Lin Muyu's neck with a sword in the air.
It was too late to dodge or parry the sword.
Lin Muyu shouted in a deep voice, and the dragon blood shield suddenly gathered in front of him.
"Peng" Zhulong's thin sword was shaken away, but Lin Muyu also felt a slight pain in his heart.
The Qiyao Immortal Gourd was shattered, and his body would also be affected to a certain extent.
"Isn't this going to work?"
Zhulong sneered.
Lin Muyu didn't say anything.
A bunch of gourd vines spread out behind Zhulong silently, and suddenly tied it up.
Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword's light surged, and the power of the Eight Desolations circulated rapidly.
Lin Muyu launched a sure-fire blow.
Five rays and eight desolations are destroyed At this moment, Zhulong couldn't move, and a look of shock finally appeared on his face.
"Peng" The Xuanyuan Sword was so sharp that it directly pierced the divine wall and cut into Zhulong's body.
A sword light passed by and split Zhulong's body in two.
“Not good” Although Lin Muyu succeeded, she secretly cried out in her heart.
It was too smooth.
Zhulong was not so weak.
Sure enough, there was no trace of blood on the sword blade, and the candle dragon that was split in half turned into golden rays of light and dissipated.
This was just a prosthesis, a condensation of illusion.
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"You're so cruel, boy" Zhulong's voice came from behind.
Lin Muyu slowly turned around, but she felt the sound of a sword breaking through the wind coming from behind her.
What was going on?
She leaned back quickly and saw a sword light passing by in the air.
If she hadn't dodged quickly, she might have died.
I'm going to be cut in half by Zhulong's sword.
Before Lin Muyu could stabilize his body, another sword energy struck from the front.
Why are there still attacks?
Lin Muyu quickly knocked away the Donghua Sword, only to find that two candle dragons appeared in front and behind, and their attacks were real.
What kind of ghost illusion was this?
Looking up, Zhulong's dark golden eyes were filled with pride: "Fight with me, you are still far behind."
Just now I remembered Gou Mang's warning not to look into Zhulong's eyes, but it was already too late.
"Swipe" In the cold wind, two more candle dragon figures appeared.
He had transformed into four people, and then the attack came from all directions.
How could Lin Muyu resist?
His body was hit quickly.
Seven or eight swords struck the divine wall back and forth.
The already very thick divine wall finally began to peel off slowly.
From a distance, Ju Mang frowned: "We are going to lose."
Not really.
Lin Muyu shouted low, and a rich golden light surged into his body, as if he was wearing a golden battle suit.
Facing a master like Zhulong, he had to quickly enter the state of the immortal golden body.
"oh" Zhulong couldn't help being surprised: "It turns out to be the Immortal Golden Body.
No wonder he has the ability to defeat Jumang.
However, if you can't see through my illusion, it's just sudden.
The Immortal Golden Body is just a sandbag to be beaten."
Just as Zhulong said, in the air, Zhulong's illusion clones fell on Lin Muyu like meteors, launching attacks one after another, but Lin Muyu could only rely on the defense of the elephant wheel and the immortal golden body to hold on. , all over his body was bruised and bruised in the blink of an eye.
He sank into the sea of thoughts, thinking hard.
Why couldn't he see through Zhulong's illusion, but could only see that there were no waves in the sea of thoughts, like a bright mirror?
When he sank down and landed on the water, his figure was reflected in the sea of thoughts, and the water rippled slightly, stirring.
Create ripples.
The two sides of yin and yang are mutually reinforcing and inhibiting each other.
For a moment, he seemed to suddenly realize it.
His spiritual sense quickly returned to his body, only to find that Zhulong's attack became more and more fierce.
"Buzz" Lin Muyu suddenly stepped on the void, and a huge golden Taixu star appeared in the sky, forming a horizontal plane.
He ignored Zhulong's attack, turned over and hung upside down, and when his palm entered Taixu, his whole person quickly disappeared from the air.
"Interesting" Ju Mang couldn't help but smile.
"brush" When Lin Muyu reappeared, he was in darkness and chaos.
In front of him, Zhulong moved quickly, attacking from different directions, not multiple people, but one person.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh.
This was a space in another dimension.
Zhulong was actually not in the ancestral witch illusion at all.
Instead, he launched multiple attacks from different dimensions.
Naturally, he couldn't see through his attacks in the ancestral witch's illusion.
"when" The sword that originally struck Lin Muyu's chest was blown away by the Donghua Sword.
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"Yeah" Zhulong couldn't help being surprised.
The next moment, Lin Muyu's fierce attack was launched, and the two swords were waved continuously.
The first light was chaos, the second light was the dance of demons, the third light was disaster for all living beings, and the fourth light was the cry of ghosts and gods.
The seven lights' profound power, one light was different from the other, and the power was completely different. , the momentum is very different, and the method of activation is also very different.
Even the candle dragon's double swords can't be blocked by continuous swings.
"Bang" The Si Yao ghosts and gods cried so loudly that they hit Zhulong's shoulders, causing the divine wall to splash with light.
Dimensional space is not a place where gods should come.
Dimensional winds are flying everywhere here.
Gods who come here will continue to be baptized by the dimensional winds.
In fact, it is also a tactic of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred, but...
Lin Muyu has an immortal golden body at this time and can easily withstand the dimensional wind, but Zhulong is not the same.
He is just an ancestral wizard of illusion and is not omnipotent.
One after another, Zhulong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, already showing a defeated look.
"brush" The Xuanyuan Sword flew in the air and turned into a golden light that struck Zhulong's chest, causing him to retreat in panic.
Just as he was retreating, Lin Muyu's figure appeared behind him, and the Donghua Sword burst into light, sweeping past with thousands of starlights.
"Puffy Puffy" The light from the Qiyao stars directly penetrated Zhulong's body.
He groaned and disappeared.
It turned out that this body was also an illusion.
However, there was a miserable howl in the dark space, and a black shadow fell out.
Under the light of the stars, The true nature is revealed underneath, and this is the true body of Zhulong.
"That's enough, young hero, I lose."
Zhulong roared loudly.
Lin Muyu flipped his wrist, and the stars in the sky suddenly disappeared.
He smiled and said, "Then let's go back."
"yes" In the illusion of the ancestral witch, the light condensed into two figures little by little.
It was Lin Muyu and Zhulong who had returned from the dimensional space.
Ju Mang saw the tragic wound on Zhulong's chest at a glance, and immediately understood in his heart, he smiled and said: "It seems that the winner has been decided, Zhulong, do you still want Chi Youshi again?"
Zhulong's expression was a little dejected: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, since the master has won, Zhulong is willing to serve the master, but the Chiyou stone was originally the treasure of the ancestor god Chiyou.
I hope the master can make good use of the Chiyou stone and not let the treasure become useless." for waste.”
Lin Muyu raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "I can handle my things myself, I don't need you to remind me."
"Yes" Zhulong lowered his head.
Zhulong is one of the twelve ancestral witches.
He is naturally rebellious and will only surrender to those who are absolutely stronger than him.
It is precisely because Lin Muyu understands this that he has a cold tone and an awe-inspiring kingly aura.
Already let Zhulong's unruly spirit was reduced a lot, and at this moment, Lin Muyu realized that Jumang had actually lied.
He said that his strength was the weakest among the four great ancestral witches, but at this moment it seemed , he may be the strongest one.
"So what do we do now?"
Ju Mang asked.
Lin Muyu landed on the ground and said: "Take a rest for a day and wait for Di Jiang and Qiang Liang to challenge."
Zhulong also landed, immediately knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Master, Qiang Liang was defeated by my subordinates.
If he really comes, I, Zhulong, can take care of him without Master taking action."
"What about Dijiang?"
Lin Muyu asked.
Ju Mang couldn't help stroking his beard and smiled: "Di Jiang is very fast, I'm afraid he has already arrived, but there is no need to worry, young hero, Di Jiang is coming, I, Ju Mang, will fight him."
Lin Muyu chuckled: "That's very good":