He ignored the dragon's tail that was shot through, and a light flashed on his forehead.
Boom! Bang!
There was a flash of light in the cave, but it was extremely pale and lightning-fast. Feng Qingyang couldn't dodge it in time. To be more precise, he couldn't dodge it at all.
Just at the critical moment, he swung his fists with both hands, and his body suddenly bent to protect his chest and head. However, he did not see that when his life was threatened, the green sapling in his dantian swayed rapidly, and a layer of light green light enveloped his whole body.
Boom…
The cave was shaking violently, and the surrounding stone walls were cracking like a spider web, with cracking sounds heard continuously.
Under the bombardment of this extremely powerful lightning, the cave shook, and the evil dragon was furious. It mobilized its magic power, even though it might be seriously injured by the backlash.
Boom boom boom!
Deafening! Feng Qingyang felt as if he had suffered a devastating blow. At that moment, the magic power that had been imprisoned suddenly began to circulate, and his blood roared, as if he felt ashamed of being imprisoned before.
He curled up his body, preparing for the thundering attack from the evil dragon, which was at the peak of its power. The azure light on his body was only slightly delayed before it suddenly cracked.
Immediately afterwards, lightning blasted into his body with unstoppable force. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he was ambushed by the old man from the Ghost King Sect in the cave that day.
This thunder was exactly the same as the one that had descended, equally powerful, and equally unable to make him harbor the slightest desire to resist.
"Will I die?"
"I won't die! I still have my own mission. I want to destroy the Maoshan branch. I want..."
He roared in his heart, and his curled up body suddenly stretched out. The armor on his body shook, revealing his original hideous nature. The thunder of righteousness was running rampant in his body.
He is a zombie, his body is yin, and the righteous thunder is yang, but it is absolutely pure yang thunder. After entering his body, it is out of control, running around in his body and causing wanton destruction.
"Get out!" He roared in his heart, his blood boiling, and there was a roar from ancient times inside him.
"I am the supreme one, and I am the only one who is supreme! How can such a low-level divine thunder break my defense and destroy my body?"
His red hair was flying, and as his blood was mobilized, his body suddenly turned into a battlefield, half of which was controlled by the blood of the Corpse King, and the other half was controlled by the thunder of righteousness.
The confrontation between the two stirred up a huge uproar.
If you look from an outsider's perspective, you will definitely find that Feng Qingyang's body is emitting two kinds of light, one red and one blue.
The red and blue clashed, making a sharp roar. Feng Qingyang felt as if he was torn in half. The unforgettable pain was indescribable.
He gritted his teeth, trying to resist the feeling of being torn in half. At this moment, his will was once again strengthened. If he were an ordinary person, he would have quickly collapsed and turned into an idiot.
But he held back deeply.
"Destroy it!"
With a roar, the blood in his body instantly turned into a sea of blood, and began to gradually devour the righteous thunder that had entered his body. The thunder came from the evil dragon's horn. It was fierce at the beginning, but weak in the end, and was finally devoured by Feng Qingyang.
"My zombie clan dares to challenge the heaven and earth, so how could we be afraid of such low-level divine thunder?"
All this may sound slow, but in fact it only happened in a few breaths.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in them. He managed to survive the bombardment of the evil dragon. Even so, his body still suffered indelible damage.
The armor on his body was shattered, his back was covered in blood, and one could see piles of white bones and rapidly beating blood vessels.
There was blood everywhere, his body was in a mess, his face was pale, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, but there was an indelible unyielding spirit in his eyes.
Even the heaven and earth cannot erase it. His will is like a needle, a thin needle that can pierce the heaven and earth!
"Evil dragon, it's my turn to take action!"
He snorted coldly, and with a flash of his ring, he immediately took the remaining Moon-Slaying Arrows in his hand.
His eyes were so sharp that the evil dragon did not dare to look him in the eye.
"How... How is it possible, how is it possible that you are not dead!?"
He stammered and was unable to speak, not because of fear but because of deep disbelief.
He knew very well how powerful the thunder was. If it were an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation-building, he would still be turned into ashes.
"You are very strong... Really very strong!" At this moment, the evil dragon stopped roaring, but became silent instead. His body was also covered in blood.
The backlash from forcibly mobilizing magic power was more serious than the injury Feng Qingyang suffered.
Originally, a dragon sheds its skin just like a silkworm spins a cocoon. Only after breaking out of the cocoon can it become a butterfly. And he also needs to shed his skin completely before he can be considered to have begun to become a celestial demon.
At this moment, the crack on his back had completely opened up, revealing a bright red new body inside. However, it was not perfect. On the contrary, it was rapidly withering.
It is like a fetus that is still growing in the womb. If it is forcibly taken out before the time is right, the fetus will definitely die.
"But do you think you can kill me successfully?" said the evil dragon coldly.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's heart moved. Although he was also seriously injured now, he was much better off than the evil dragon. It was a moment of absolute advantage.
But judging from his tone, it seemed like he had a killer trick up his sleeve.
"You think I can't kill you?"
Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows. He looked so horrible in his hideous and tattered armor and with his face covered in blood.
He placed three Yueshang Arrows on the Yueshang Bow. Each arrow weighed ten thousand pounds. Combined with the Yueshang Bow, which originally weighed fifty-four thousand pounds, if it was fully unleashed, it would definitely be able to explode the evil dragon's dragon head.
He bent his hands, quickly drew the bow and drew the arrow, and his powerful aura locked it instantly.
"I am the Dragon Prince of the Endless Sea. How can a lowly ant or zombie like you kill me?"
He seemed not to have noticed the deadly arrow in Feng Qingyang's hand. His eyes were cold and full of contempt for those below him.
"If you kill this body of mine today, you will be hunted down by the endless sea. Even if you escape to the end of the sky or the corner of the sea, you will still fall into my hands. I will burn your soul and you will never be able to reincarnate!"
"According to what you said, I definitely won't dare to kill you today?"
"That's right, because I'm the Dragon Prince!"
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just as he finished speaking, the Yueshang Arrow in Feng Qingyang's hand suddenly shot out with the power to destroy the world. Even without the blessing of magic power, it was more than enough to shoot and kill the already seriously injured evil dragon.
"You're going to die miserably!"
"You will be in a very bad situation, because next, I will take out your inner elixir and pull out your dragon tendons!"
Boom! Three Moon-Sorrow Arrows shot into his head one after another, and then exploded! The evil dragon's eyes were wide open, and he would never believe that Feng Qingyang would really kill him until his death.
When everything was settled, Feng Qingyang fell to the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the huge dragon body, opened his big mouth, and smiled silently!