Chapter 96: Cutting off the curse and breaking the sacrifice, the dragon's veins return to peace - "749 Game of the Taoist Priest Descending the Mountain"
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On the top of the mountain, the evil spirit overturned and thunder filled the sky.
Three jet-black dragon-shaped evil spirits roared and swooped down, the dragon claws tore through the air, and with a sense of destructive oppression, they headed straight towards the team's formation.The dragon's body is wrapped in the black mist of resentful souls. Wherever it passes, the air freezes, the earth and rocks are weathered, and the evil force is extremely overbearing.
"Stone barrier seals the dragon!"
Li Anqi's eyes were golden, and she suddenly clapped her hands outward. Countless black stones were piled up in the air on the top of the mountain, and three layers of thick stone walls were stacked on top of each other, stretching in front of everyone.Pure earth spiritual light circulated on the surface of the stone wall, resisting the first dragon attack.
Boom——
The dragon evil hit the stone wall, the air waves rolled violently, and the rubble exploded all over the sky. The first layer of stone wall instantly shattered, and the second and third layers trembled one after another.
Yang Rui activated his magic weapons at the same time, and eight magic cards formed a chain barrier. Golden light enveloped the entire team. The barrier was engraved with evil-suppressing runes, and he could withstand the crushing impact of the remaining two dragon evils.
Explosions continued one after another, strong winds swept the rubble across the mountain top, and the entire altar shook violently.
In mid-air, Fan Mengxue restrained the ghost general alone.
Thunder threads all over the sky wrapped around the ghost general's huge body, and the silver-white thunder continued to burn the body of the evil spirit. The ghost general roared in pain, the thick chains trembled crazily, and the black evil spirit continued to melt.But after all, it is a ghost demon that has been condensed for hundreds of years. Its body is extremely hard. Even if it is burned by thunder and fire, it is still fearless of death. It waves its dark ghost claws, smashes the thunder net again and again, and pounces towards Fan Mengxue.
Fan Mengxue's movements were agile, tossing and turning in mid-air, and the thunder ruler kept striking out condensed thunder blades. Each strike struck precisely at the weak point of the ghost general's evil aura, forcibly trapping the ghost general high in the air, unable to press down to interfere with the battle on the ground.
On the stone steps on both sides, the Tang Clan sisters were already approaching two great spell masters.
The two spell masters sensed the threat and raised their hands to summon a black mist barrier. The spell patterns flowed around their bodies, trying to block the sneak attacks from hidden weapons.But Wang Xinxin and Mo Mo's movements were weird. They took advantage of the stone barrier to slide close to the ground and reached the dead end of the barrier in an instant.
"Seal the pulse!"
Two silver needles shot through the air, accurately penetrated the gaps in the black mist, and penetrated the dumb points on the shoulders and necks of the two spell masters and the spiritual energy meridians.
With a sizzling sound, the Evil-Breaking Poison Needle sealed the flow of spell power. The two great spell masters suddenly paused in their chanting, their breaths were disordered, and the balance of the triangle-locking dragon formation instantly cracked.
The main spell master's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted angrily, trying to complete the spell seal and stabilize the formation.
But it's too late.
Hu Jiulang had already rushed up the stone steps of the main altar, dressed in black, with golden light flowing around his body. He ignored the blood-stained resentment in the sky, crushed the layers of evil energy, and appeared in front of the main spell master.
"You from the Middle Earth Dao Sect have ruined my affairs many times, so you deserve to die!" The main spell master looked ferocious, abandoned the incantation, held the soul-suppressing wooden staff, and hit Hu Jiulang's head hard.
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