It's amazing to say that when I'm awake I feel endless pressure and don't know where to start, but when I fall into the demon, I feel a little sure of winning.

"Burning."

The Nascent Soul burns.

Tu Shanjun took out the last soul flag and held it in his hand.

There is a word written on the top of the small flag.

'absolutely'

The aura fluctuated, and as the soul flag fell, the world seemed to be suddenly cut off from the legal domain and the formation, except for the dragon ancestor.

Absolutely.

The specific power has not yet been revealed, but it has already demonstrated the extremely terrifying ability "Jedi Tiantong".

"This is!"

Taiyi crushed the pill in one bite.

The feeling of fatigue was swept away, and the thirsty mana was quickly replenished. There were tens of millions of elixirs in the world to replenish mana, but so far none of them could compare with the Yinhun Dan.

Ancestor Jiaolong, whose body was decaying, was surprised to find that his connection with heaven and earth seemed to have been cut off by something.

This further exacerbated the decline of Lingji.

The strange black and red words seemed to come alive and crawled on his skin, growing black and red silk threads, and those silk threads were like hair that was constantly being cut. No matter how much he tore it, it would grow back quickly.

The possessed Tushanjun opened his palms.

Boom.

Rumble.

The Nine Paths Shrine appeared behind Ancestor Jiaolong again, and the black and red silk threads were intertwined with the silk threads on Ancestor Jiaolong's body. Although they looked thin, they could not be cut no matter what.

What broke free also quickly started to wind up again.

Ancestor Jiaolong roared and raised his body-protecting energy.

As soon as a hole was opened, it was wrapped with replenished silk thread. The black-red blood that had become a river on the ground poured out layer by layer, completely covering the ancestor of the dragon.

A wave comes and fills the gap of Gangqi again.

The possessed Tushanjun's palms were slightly bent.

"town."

There was no movement from the struggling Ancestor Jiaolong.

When he wants to move on to the next step.

ever.

A golden light struck.

There was a snap.

The huge head exploded like a watermelon, leaving only a headless body standing on the river of blood, still maintaining its original posture.

"No!"

Taiyi's eyes widened and he shouted to activate the jade talisman.

He did not expect that the Ancestor Jiaolong would still have the means to resist at this time.

One blow shattered Tushanjun's head.

At that time,

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

The headless body maintained its posture, its curved palms suddenly clenched tightly, and the nine shrine gates returned to one place. The body of the dragon ancestor was tied to the river of blood by black and red silk threads, and most of the Yin gods hidden in the body were separated from the body.

Can a person still live without a head?

The answer is no.

But what if that person is actually a dead person.

It is easy to kill a living person, but difficult to kill a dead person.

At this time,

The wind also moved.
Chapter completed!