When the Donghuang Bell just enveloped the White Dragon Lord, Ge Yu swayed and jumped to the Donghuang Bell, activate the demonic energy and the power of the Buddha-topped relics. He slapped his strength and slapped heavily at the Donghuang Bell.
With this palm, the Donghuang Bell sank suddenly two or three meters. A spider-web-like crack appeared around the Donghuang Bell, spreading in all directions.
At the same time, a painful wail came from the Donghuang Bell, and then the Donghuang Bell shook suddenly and made a roar.
Ge Yu squatted on the Donghuang Bell, his body trembled, and he almost fell from the Donghuang Bell.
Without thinking, Ge Yu could guess that the White Dragon Lord was unwilling to be trapped. He was using his demon essence to hit the Donghuang Bell in an attempt to gain a glimmer of hope.
Since he was finally trapped, Ge Yu could not give him another chance.
At that moment, he made seals with his hands again and clapped his palms hard at the Donghuang Bell: "The second is that Donghuang is back, and all the people in the world surrender to us!"
After taking a photo this time, the Donghuang Bell buzzed again, and the stone slabs around it flew up and burst into the surroundings.
Those who want to get close to the East Emperor Bell can no longer approach this moment.
If the stone slabs that were shaken by the Donghuang Bell fell on people, it would be enough to make anyone beaten to pieces.
After the second palm fell, a scream suddenly came from the Donghuang Bell.
He shouted and had the strength to shout. No, he had to add three palms.
As he said that, Ge Yu made a seal again and slapped him with another palm.
This time, the Donghuang Bell suddenly fell down and most of the time, and there was no complete stone slab in the entire square, and it was all shattered by the Donghuang Bell.
This is a great demon in the prehistoric world. The earth immortal had to get three palms to not be able to fight back. What's more, he, how could Ge Yu dare to be so arrogant?
After the third palm was taken, there was no sound in the Donghuang Bell.
Taking a deep breath, Ge Yu then flew down from the Donghuang Bell.
At this time, Wu Jiuyin ran to Ge Yu with his sword soul. The two looked at each other. Wu Jiuyin asked: "The power of these three palms is so strong. They were severely injured by the dragon soul before. If they could survive, it would be unreasonable."
"After all, it's a great demon in the prehistoric world, so be careful." Ge Yu said, making gestures, slowly put away the Donghuang Bell.
Li Banxian also came to the side of the pit, and the Eight Trigrams pattern floated in the air. If Bai Longjun still had the power to counterattack, he could only temporarily trap him and find another way.
Even if Bai Longjun is not beaten to death, he should be depressed now.
I thought that thunder and killing that day was a killing move. Later, there was a flying dragon in the sky, and a purple talisman that appeared from somewhere was added.
The flying dragon's tricks in the sky were used up, and Bai Longjun felt that he was good again. He used the demon essence to quickly heal his wounds, lost hundreds or thousands of years of Taoism, and he got up and became a hero again.
What's the result?
Before he could use the demon essence to quickly heal his wounds, another Donghuang Bell came out, smashed it down, and resisted three more palms, which shocked his heart and lungs almost emerged from his chest.
What he would not have thought was that just outside the Donghuang Bell, Li Banxian had a magic circle waiting for him.
The three of them stood by the pit, and Ge Yu activated the Donghuang Bell. The Donghuang Bell slowly left the ground and flew into the air.
At this time, the three of them looked into the big pit at the same time, but saw the White Dragon Lord lying under the pit, covered with golden blood, wrapping his body.
However, it is worth mentioning that his demonic essence is still there, and it is suspended above his head. From the demonic essence, some colorful lights are released, and it continuously penetrates into the eight extraordinary meridians that Bailongjun was shaken.
When Wu Jiuyin saw the other party's demonic essence, his eyes lit up.
"Xiao Yu, go and collect the demon yuan!" Wu Jiuyin called out.
"Brother Xiaojiu, come on." Ge Yu really didn't want to take advantage of this.
"Don't talk nonsense, you invited us to this Shengya Palace, and the spoils should be yours."
"But... this time, Brother Jiu, you put in a lot of effort, why do I have the nerve to accept this thing?"
"I'll go, if it weren't for your purple talisman, I could have taken this great demon in the prehistoric world?" Wu Jiuyin said angrily.
"Don't give in to you two. After a while, the White Dragon Lord will get hurt. No one can take this demon yuan. If you don't take it, I'll take it away?" Li Banxian rolled his eyes and said.
"You are a literary master, why are you using this demon essence?" Wu Jiuyin knew that he was joking.
And at this moment, no one expected that the true dragon soul that had not returned to the sword soul suddenly swooped down from the air and headed straight for the White Dragon Lord.
Neither Ge Yu nor Wu Jiuyin could react, and the soul of the true dragon fell beside Bai Longjun, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the Bai Longjun and Yao Yuan into his stomach in one mouthful.
"Damn it! Your uncle!" Wu Jiuyin cursed when he saw this scene.
Unexpectedly, this true dragon soul actually took his own initiative and swallowed the White Dragon Lord's demon essence.
Originally, after the attack of the true dragon soul, it would inevitably return to the sword soul to nourish it. Every time, the true dragon soul would take the initiative to go back, but this time, the true dragon soul did not go back, but kept floating in the air.
Wu Jiuyin thought that the True Dragon Soul was afraid that the White Dragon Lord would not die, so he was ready to attack again at any time.
Who would have thought that this true dragon soul was always eyeing her, ready to seize everyone's fruit of victory at any time?
In front of everyone, the soul of the True Dragon couldn't help swallowing the White Dragon Lord's demon essence and swallowing the White Dragon Lord alive.
This made Wu Jiuyin very angry. He pointed at the soul of the real dragon and cursed: "You evil beast! Who gave you the courage to do this? Spit it out for me!"
The soul of the true dragon was wrapped in the huge pit, and it made a loud noise, and actually spoke: "After you, the Wu family for several generations, I have always been in the state of soul body. If there is no credit, I will work hard? This White Dragon Lord is a descendant of Zhu Jiuyin, which is just in line with the bloodline of the deity. Swallowing his demon essence can increase the soul power of the deity, and perhaps it can melt out the Dharma body in the future. Can you follow you only have the power to do it, and there is no reward for half a minute?"
The soul of the true dragon suddenly spoke, which made Wu Jiuyin speechless.
What he said seemed to make some sense. He always followed their old Wu family and seemed to have not given him any benefits.
Wu Jiuyin looked at Ge Yu and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Yu, this matter is really not my command. It's all the Dragon Soul's own idea. I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!