Chapter 416 Cut the Tentacles!

At this moment, Fang Qingyang felt that his soul was pulled into another world.

The scarlet light enveloped him, creating a purgatory-like scene for him.

He saw himself being locked up by chains, surrounded by blazing fires, which were burning his body. The pain brought by the heat made him want to end his life as soon as possible.

Soul attack?

Fang Qingyang's heart shuddered. He was like a bystander, but also felt the same pain.

The increasingly intense pain made his mind almost fall into chaos.

"Everything is an illusion!"

Fang Qingyang shouted, and he swung the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand violently. With one stab, the sky seemed to be split in half.

The shocking sword was about to crush everything in this purgatory. Only by breaking this purgatory could he reduce the pain he was enduring.

Rumble...

The sword energy was crisscrossing in this space, and the flame space was breaking. Amidst the rumbling sounds, the huge flame space had been directly shattered!

"Nothing more!"

After Fang Qingyang crushed the flame space, the pain he had endured had disappeared without a trace.

"Your sword is good!"

At this time, another voice came from the tentacle.

When Fang Qingyang heard this voice, he found that the tentacle had already killed in front of him!

The end of the tentacle was like a sharp thorn, aimed at his forehead.

As long as it moved forward a little, the thorn would pierce his head.

In addition, the sharp tentacle burst out a burst of blood-colored smoke, covering him.

The smoke contained the power of devouring essence. Fang Qingyang now used the Dragon Transformation Technique, and his body was almost perfect.

However, the red smoke ignored his scales, and his perfect body was still losing essence!

The strength of this tentacle was beyond Fang Qingyang's expectations.

With his cultivation level of the first stage of the Feathered Realm, he could compete with the opponent even if he faced a third stage of the Feathered Realm.

However, now, the power displayed by just one tentacle gave him an irresistible feeling in his heart.

"Perhaps, it's just that my body has not yet reached the level of true perfection!"

Fang Qingyang muttered to himself, letting the blood-red smoke cover his body, indifferent.

He was now thinking about the flaws of his Dragon Transformation Art.

After stepping into the first stage of the Feathered Realm, when he performed the Dragon Transformation Art, he was very powerful, and it was difficult for others to see what flaws this Dragon Transformation Art had.

He even thought that when he performed the Dragon Transformation Art, his body was perfect.

At least ordinary power covering his body could not draw essence from his body.

But now, the power that was only released by a tentacle was absorbing the essence from his body, which made Fang Qingyang instinctively think that his body was defective!

The tentacle heard Fang Qingyang's mumbling, and he mocked: "Have you never thought that it is because your strength is too weak that you cannot seal the essence in your body?"

Fang Qingyang heard this, he looked at the tentacle in front of him and said: "Weak? At least it is enough to deal with you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand was raised diagonally, "One sword to kill the gods!"

With one sword, the sky seemed to be cut in half.

Under this sword, all the attacks of the tentacle stopped.

When it faced this sword, it felt like it was facing the power of heaven, so that it could no longer have any thoughts of resistance in its heart.

This was an irresistible sword, with the momentum of killing gods and Buddhas.

He was a demon, and his body was even more incomplete. When facing this power, he actually had no power to resist!

Puff...

The previously extremely sharp tentacle was being annihilated. If Fang Qingyang had only left scratches on the tentacle before, then the power he had exploded now would have directly destroyed the tentacle.

"Damn it! You dare to destroy my clone? When my real body is born, I will make you suffer!"

A furious voice resounded in Fang Qingyang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Qingyang heard this, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, "And your real body? Then let me see where your real body is hiding!"

After saying this, Fang Qingyang used the dragon body transformed by the Dragon Transformation Art, raised the Dragon Emperor Sword, and began to attack the surrounding corridors.

If this corridor is really just a part of the body of the forbidden existence, then destroying this corridor is destroying his body.

Swish, swish, swish...

A series of sharp sword beams are wreaking havoc on the corridor.

Black liquid continued to seep out of the tunnel, causing the entire tunnel to tremble.

But if you look closely, you can find that this is not a tremor at all, but the tunnel is squirming!

When the tunnel squirms, there are painful groans that reach Fang Qingyang's ears.

There is no doubt that when he attacked the tunnel, he caused trauma to the forbidden existence!

The tunnel was collapsing, and the sword of the Dragon Emperor in Fang Qingyang's hand was so powerful that it had directly destroyed the tunnel!

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The inheritance hall.

Su Luochuan was guarding the entrance of the tunnel, clearing the way for Fang Qingyang.

He couldn't see clearly what was going on in the tunnel.

Even if he used his own spiritual sense to explore the tunnel, it wouldn't work.

There was a force in the tunnel that could block the exploration of spiritual sense, which made him wonder what the battle was going to.

He always felt that Fang Qingyang was too careless.

He let those demon monks step into the tunnel, and he followed them into it.

If those demon monks united to attack him without controlling them, how could he resist?

Just as Su Luochuan was about to step into the tunnel to help Fang Qingyang, the inheritance hall where he was suddenly trembled violently.

In the hall, blood-colored spiritual patterns suddenly bloomed with red light, the spiritual patterns were swimming, and the evil breath instantly filled the hall.

This sudden change made Su Luochuan change color slightly.

He held the sword tightly in his hand, ready to rush into the tunnel and rescue Fang Qingyang.

But just as he was about to rescue Fang Qingyang, a figure suddenly rushed out of the tunnel. It was Fang Qingyang!

"Old Five, I'm glad you're okay!"

Su Luochuan was slightly relieved when he saw Fang Qingyang appear.

However, the light emitted by the spiritual pattern in the hall still made him feel that what was happening now was not simple.