stjorthotic Chapter 68 Mountain Collapse
Chapter 68 Mountain Collapse
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and swirling gusts of wind, billowing with steam, ravaged everything around them.
The increasingly narrow center of the lake
The two beasts, having fought for a long time, were exhausted, but the pig dragon was slightly better than the mirage dragon.
This was naturally because the essence and blood of the mirage dragon were burned away in that short moment.
"Heh, I almost got dragged down with me. It was truly a close call."
The pig dragon controlled by the plague demon was also covered in wounds, with not a single intact scale on its body.
As for the mirage dragon, it lay limp and powerless in the pool. At this moment, it could not even open its mouth to roar, let alone fight back.
As for the flesh and blood that grew from the burning essence, it all fell into the lake, and the entire body returned to its original state of half flesh and half skeleton.
The pig dragon's sharp claws pierced through the mirage dragon's body, and it opened its mouth to devour it.
Unexpectedly, the dying mirage suddenly attacked, its entire body tightly coiling around him.
"Come with me..."
Four gusts of wind connected heaven and earth, attracting the majestic might of the heavens.
Above the Nine Heavens
Layer upon layer of thunderclouds slowly gathered, burying within the heavenly lightning the ancient staircase that once led straight to the heavens. However, that ancient staircase was already rotten and broken...
"Dragon Transformation Tribulation! You madman!"
The plague demon, which had previously appeared calm and collected, could no longer contain its horror.
Who doesn't know that the path to immortality is hidden, and any creature that attempts to cross that boundary will perish in endless tribulations of lightning!
Although the plague demon here is not the real entity, as an individual with independent consciousness, it possesses an extremely strong will to survive.
It's true that he coveted the half of the dragon essence on the mirage dragon's body, but all of this was on the premise that he could survive!
"rumble..."
The lightning bolts, as thick as millstones, fell suddenly like raindrops.
Thunder, powerful enough to shatter the night sky, covered the entire Menglong Mountain!
...
"Hmm... I feel a faint stinging sensation between my eyebrows, this is... a sign that danger is imminent..."
Before Fang Hongxuan could warn him, the earth-shattering thunderbolts crashed down.
The Heavenly Pool, which was tens of feet high, was once again split into two sections.
A flood, carrying debris, wood fragments, iron pieces, sand, and gravel, surged in, accompanied by mud and waves.
Human strength has its limits, let alone that of a horse that is already somewhat exhausted.
The three riders were swept to the bottom of the river by the raging floodwaters and were completely separated.
for a long time
As the thunder subsided, the vast Menglong Mountain was completely flattened between its peaks.
However, the torrential rain showed no signs of stopping, and the corpse was washed into countless pieces by the downpour, floating on the surface and spreading into the Siwa River...
Fang Hongxuan and Wu Qi, who had just climbed out of the water, stood on a gentle slope that was barely big enough for them to fit on.
He stared blankly at the nearly collapsed Menglong Mountain.
"Hahaha... I never thought I'd be the one to survive in the end..."
The charred black pig dragon suddenly leaped out of the water. There wasn't a single piece of good flesh on its body; it was almost entirely a skeleton, with only its head and right paw still able to move slightly.
The head of the mirage dragon still clung to its right claw, the mirage dragon's unwilling expression forever frozen on its face.
"Huh, this bug is still alive... Perfect, I'll kill it and have it for a treat..."
Although the crocodile claws of the pig-dragon were large, they were also quite fast. In an instant, the blood-stained claws were in front of Fang Hongxuan.
"Hiss..."
The usually calm Wu Qi suddenly went berserk.
It crashed straight into Fang Hongxuan, who was standing nearby. The force of the impact caused the unsuspecting Fang Hongxuan to fall into the water with a splash.
"Pfft"
Fresh blood seeped from Wu Qi's heart through the gaps between his claws.
The plague demon withdrew its claws in great displeasure, looking at Wu Qi with a mixture of disgust and admiration.
"The horse meat is tough and tastes like chewing wax... but it is indeed a good horse."
Wu Qi lay in a pool of blood, whimpering softly.
"Buzz"
The overwhelming aura of resentment suddenly erupted, and the surrounding pool water was sprayed away, leaving a space of about ten feet.
The immovable Wrathful King, with his blue face and fangs, his expression one of grief and rage, and wielding a sword and rope, reappeared, but his form appeared extremely ethereal and faint, as if it could be blown away by a gentle breeze.
This time, Fang Hongxuan did not affix the order, but instead forcibly summoned the Dharma form entirely by relying on his own burning essence and will.
The only difference between Fang Hongxuan and ordinary people is that Fang Hongxuan can replenish his depleted qi and blood by absorbing the essence of living beings, while normal people can only make up for their deficiencies through rare and precious materials and meditation.
This is the fundamental reason why he never hesitates to unleash his explosive power.
"Interesting, to see Tantric practices in this remote and impoverished place..."
"Clang!"
The sword is drawn from its sheath, pointed at the plague demon.
"If we find an opportunity to cut off the head or lips of the pig dragon, we should be able to break the control of the plague demon."
Fang Hongxuan's expression was cold and stern, a conclusion he had drawn after constantly speculating about Zhu Polong.
Otherwise, the plague demon's arm wouldn't have been able to forcibly take root on the pig dragon's lips and tongue.
Once the rim of the bowl is closed, the tongue is the safest place.
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning, as thick as a bowl, suddenly struck Fang Hongxuan.
The already fragile Dharma form was shattered by a single blow!
The plague demon looked mockingly at Fang Hongxuan, who was eager to try. Fang Hongxuan was naturally unaware that by devouring part of the Mirage Dragon's body, he had also gained the ability to manipulate celestial phenomena, a skill usually reserved for dragons.
Although the power was still weak, the fierce lightning was undeniable.
"Controlling Thunder..."
As if he had realized a certain possibility, the faint anxiety on Fang Hongxuan's face disappeared.
His eyes burned even brighter with crimson, and his lifeblood scorched once more.
However, this time the complete form of the Immovable Wrathful King was not formed; only the right hand holding the sword and the sword itself were formed.
"It's all in vain!"
The plague demon had no more time for playing games; he decided to use swift and decisive action to blast this demon-slaying captain into dust.
The thunderclouds that had not yet dispersed gathered again in the sky, and the rolling thunder appeared and disappeared intermittently, while the faint light grew stronger.
"If we don't act now, when will we?"
A thunderous roar echoed around as the massive magic sword slashed down towards the head of the pig dragon.
"What did he say?!"
The plague demon, sensing impending doom, retreated hastily without regard for the consequences.
However, everything had already been frozen in time.
As the wisps of mist dissipated, the skeletal shell of the mirage dragon was found tightly wrapped around the pig dragon, rendering it completely immobile.
"What...what happened...wasn't it already dead...?"
"Yes, it's a mirage dragon, and the surrounding mist is all mirage energy it exhales..."
The plague demon, having finally realized what was happening, was powerless to resist and could only watch helplessly as the pig dragon's head was severed.
If it were when the Pig Dragon was at its peak, let alone this illusory magic sword, even if it were solidified, it might not be able to cause significant damage to the Pig Dragon.
However, after a series of battles and the devastating blow from heaven, the Pig Dragon could no longer hold on.
Even if Fang Hongxuan doesn't make a move, as long as they hold on for a little longer, they can wait for the demise of the Pig Dragon.
The swollen head fell into the water, causing a huge commotion.
The devastated Menglong Mountain has finally regained its tranquility...