Chapter 2180 The Dual Game of Reality and Illusion (1/86)

A piece of dragon god skull was selected from the dragon god, one of the three orthodox leaders of the dragon clan, and then pieced together to form a corpse dragon.

Wang Muyu frowned, feeling surprised. He could directly transform the original summoned creature inside the Chaos Device and perfectly embed a piece of dragon god skull into this corpse dragon. This is definitely not something that a normal cultivator can do.

Even he himself couldn't do it. The operation was too difficult and involved many things related to the law. Although Wang Muyu knew the theory, there was often a big difference between theory and practice.

In the process of splicing the corpse dragon, if you don't pay attention, the law will collapse, causing the chaos device to be directly destroyed. At that time, let alone reshaping the corpse dragon in the coffin board, even the coffin board will disappear!

However, in Wang Muyu's current limited cognition, he can think of two people who can do this.

One is his father Wang Ling...

The other, probably only the current dragon leader Bai Zhe, can do it.

Although Baizhe, the leader of the dragon clan, is self-proclaimed and has not been recognized by Wang Muyu, almost all the dragon descendants are now created by Baizhe. Jingze, Yan?, Qiao Yanyuan... these dragon descendants who were trained by Baizhe as top subordinates now all swear to follow him to death.

"Teacher, today's battle may be very dangerous."

Wang Muyu felt the crisis.

This is the second form of the corpse dragon, which directly releases the breath of the dragon god. After getting rid of the shackles of the chaos device itself, it breaks free from the shackles of the sealed state, and even directly turns the host in his core world, turning the surroundings into a cage.

The cage of the dragon god!

This is a kind of suppression of the curse array, which is entangled with various obscure laws.

In fact, even if Wang Muyu didn't say it, Yi Jianchuan knew how risky this battle was. As the first Chinese swordsman to reach the holy realm among humans, although he stood at the height of the dragon realm of Wang Muyu, Shilong, and Qiao Yanyuan, he had lived for thousands of years after all, and the thousands of years of mental polishing and tempering were real.

This curse was very dangerous, but it couldn't shake him, which was also what surprised Qiao Yanyuan's clone the most.

"Muyu, you still have a long way to go. This is a practice. Treat it with a normal heart and perform normally." Yi Jianchuan's answer was much calmer than Wang Muyu imagined, as always, and gave Wang Muyu great encouragement.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the teacher chosen by Wang Ling for him. He did not fail in such a critical moment and had a general's style.

In the carriage, Sun Rong also admired Yi Jianchuan.

"General Yi is still as skilled as ever." She deeply admired the magnanimity of this Chinese swordsman. Facing such a battle that was completely beyond his realm, he was still able to remain calm. This state of mind was not something that ordinary people could achieve.

"Teacher, don't move here. I will fight as quickly as possible!"

Wang Muyu roared. He hung the Glazed Horn on his waist and decided not to retreat behind the scenes, but to fight with the Glazed Dragon God!

Boom!

He turned into an aurora, and the ground under his feet collapsed directly. He rushed to the sky and started a fierce battle with the second form of the corpse dragon.

In a short moment, the aurora in the sky collapsed, and the endless spiritual light scattered into meteors. Those were the sparks caused by the friction between the two sides in the fierce fight. The speed was too fast, and the fist shadows were flying. It was impossible to see the movements clearly. All you could see was the traces of fighting all over the sky.

The sky and the earth collapsed, and the corpse dragon stretched out its bone hand to shake the sky. A divine seal fell from the sky again and again to suppress Wang Muyu.

Wang Muyu looked up at the sky and was shocked to find that the suppression was not only aimed at himself, but also at the sword master sitting on the ground below.

Teacher!

Wang Muyu was anxious. He asked the Glazed Dragon God to grab his feet and throw him out, turning into a javelin to block from a distance.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky.

With a bang, the suppression was blocked before the divine seal fell.

But the price was painful.

This was equivalent to Wang Muyu using his body to urgently bear this suppression in order to save his teacher with almost no defense. This made Wang Muyu feel a strong sense of discomfort, and his whole body was in turmoil for a while.

The Glazed Dragon God in the void was originally Wang Muyu's Dharma image. After the main body was injured, the Dharma image began to become shaky.

At this moment, Qiao Yanyuan's clone finally understood everything.

"So that's it... This is not a summoned object! It's your Dharma spirit!" The clone laughed wildly. The second form of the corpse dragon was too strong, and its intelligence was far beyond his imagination. In terms of combat intelligence, it was almost unmatched! It actually cracked something that he had never understood before with just one move of testing.

Everything is developing in a good way!

The clone sneered.

He did not retreat behind the scenes, but chose to take the initiative and slap the injured Wang Muyu.

He used the same trick again, summoning the palms of the parallel space bodies swallowed in his body, like a thousand-handed Guanyin, densely covering Wang Muyu.

Being attacked from both sides, the degree of danger Wang Muyu faced can be imagined.

"Wang Ling, use your magical powers to think of a way! Muyu seems to be unable to hold on!" In the carriage, Sun Rong looked distressed and begged.

Little did she know that Wang Ling had already made arrangements.

Boom!

At this moment, in Wang Muyu's core world, the heaven and earth shook, and a silver aurora penetrated from a distance in the sky above. It was the law, the order, and the Tao...

At that moment, Qiao Yanyuan's clone and the corpse dragon felt the amazing power contained in this mysterious light from afar.

In the end, all of this was visualized as a golden bullet in their eyes.

"Is this... Mr. Xiang's... bullet?" Sun Rong was shocked and anxious. She didn't expect that such a rescue bullet would suddenly fall at this critical time point.

But Wang Ling had already revealed his cards to Sun Rong in the Sanxianer magic ring world. Qin Zong and Xiang Yi were both in the game world, so where did this bullet from Xiang Yi come from?

"It was a bullet prepared in advance." Wang Ling said.

This happened not long after Xiang Yi chose to serve as a guest of the Zhan Sect.

That day, Wang Ling took Xiang Yi to a planet infinitely far away from the earth and asked him to aim at the earth for precise sniping.

This golden bullet was the strongest bullet Xiang Yi had at his disposal. It had traveled countless light years from the distant universe to the Earth, and finally passed through layers of space to reach Wang Muyu's core world.

Boom!

In an instant, the sky above Wang Muyu's core world exploded because of the arrival of this bullet. Countless golden laws and orders accompanied the bullet, turning into a mighty waterfall that poured down from the cracks, directly submerging Qiao Yanyuan's clone and the corpse dragon...