he Lord of Great Dreams

Chapter 1383: Slight punishment

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"You good thief, come and die for Grandpa Turtle!" Turtle Qiansui also reacted at this moment, swung the eight-sided golden gourd, and hit the Chunyang Sword hard, seemingly wanting to destroy it with one blow.

Shen Luo snorted coldly, and the red light on the Pure Yang Sword became brighter. The Vermillion Bird Spirit appeared and disappeared in it. Two wide flaming wings swept out, and three loud "bang", "bang", and "bang" sounds were heard, which shook away the two fang flying swords and the eight-sided golden melon.

The flying sword trembled and turned into a streak of red flying rainbow. A layer of lotus-shaped red flame appeared on the surface. It appeared in front of the dragon's fang like teleportation and slashed at the black dragon's head.

There was a slight "hiss" sound, and the black dragon head went out.

Longya screamed and his face turned pale in an instant, as if he had suffered some kind of serious injury.

"Impossible! My Ink Shadow Dragon Head has already been cultivated to perfection, how could it be destroyed by a single sword!" He roared in disbelief.

The black dragon head can attack the enemy's body as well as the soul with a combination of virtual and real power, and is not afraid of any physical or spiritual attack. Since he cultivated this magical power, he has never failed even when facing beings with higher cultivation than himself. But today he was killed with one blow!

Shen Luo sneered. He had naturally seen that the black dragon head contained the power of the soul, which was why he activated the Red Lotus Karma Fire. No matter how wonderful Long Ya's magical power was, as long as it contained the power of the soul, it would be restrained by the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

Seeing Shen Luo's cold eyes, Long Ya was shocked. He didn't care about the pain in his head and quickly retreated backwards.

Longya provoked him again and again, but Shen Luo had no intention of letting him go. He used his magic power to inject it into the Chunyang Sword again. The speed of the Chunyang Sword suddenly increased by several times, and it turned into a lightning-like red shadow that shot forward and caught up with Longya in an instant. The overwhelming sharp sword energy covered him.

Longya's face changed drastically, and he spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, which merged into the two Longya flying swords beside him. The two flying swords immediately transformed into countless dreamy sword shadows to protect their bodies, which were several times larger than when they killed the Red Flame Beast before.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a large gray banner, which turned into a thick gray light curtain and formed a defense.

Seeing this, Shen Luo changed the sword technique in his hand.

Raging flames emerged from the Pure Yang Sword, and the Vermillion Bird's true spirit appeared and entwined itself around the sword, especially the bird's beak and the sword's tip, which merged into one, emitting a dazzling light like the sun.

An intense heat erupted that ignited the void, suppressing the temperature of the magma lake below.

"Go!" Shen Luo made a gesture and the Chunyang Sword shot out like lightning, hitting the gray light curtain like a giant crossbow.

With a "swish" sound of tearing cloth, the gray light curtain and the black sword shadow were easily pierced through, and a big hole was pierced through the Dragon Fang's lower abdomen. The body then broke into pieces and was thrown out like a few fallen leaves.

"Senior Brother!" Qingqing flew over and caught the remains of Longya.

Longya had already lost all his breath at this moment and was killed by a sword.

On the other side, Gui Qiansui's face changed drastically. He originally wanted to kill a small ant, but the ant suddenly turned into a tiger.

Shen Luo ignored Qingqing and urged the sword in his hand. The flame on the Chunyang Sword became stronger and shot towards Gui Qiansui.

After all, Gui Qiansui was a late-stage True Immortal, so he immediately stabilized his mind. The eight-sided golden gourd in his hand emitted a blue light, and a thick pointed horn grew on the top. The aura it emitted increased several times, and it rushed forward.