novelapdf #566 - Nine Infants Bloodline
#566 - Nine Infants Bloodline
Before the words faded, the formation suddenly shifted. A whirlwind erupted beneath the feet of a wicked蛟 dragon. Just as it was about to unleash its aura, a giant pincer emerged from within, severing its legs with a “snap.”
The wicked dragon shrieked. Immediately, two tentacles extended from within the vortex, ensnaring it. They were the tentacles of a sea beast, dragging it into the whirlpool.
The three quasi-Deity Transformation sea beasts attacked simultaneously. A flash of bloody light appeared in the vortex, then vanished, transporting the four individuals to another space.
Just as the wicked dragon was about to roar, Crab Heaven abruptly swung the fiery club in his hand, smashing it fiercely upon the dragon’s head. With a deafening crash, the dragon’s head shattered into pieces.
The wicked dragon’s nascent soul attempted to flee, only to be sprayed with a torrent of poisonous ink, emitting a shrill scream. Then, it was pulverized by another strike from the club.
This was the Sea Alliance Region, a small formation under Crab Heaven’s control. It was a nested formation, a series of arrays within arrays, proving to be incredibly powerful and specifically designed for the dragon race, making it impossible for them to defend against.
Six wicked dragons instantly lost one of their own. Before the remaining dragons could react, whirlpools had already appeared beneath their feet.
Buddhist light swirled, transforming into chains that bound the head of a wicked dragon. Then, a massive Buddha shadow delivered a fierce blow, dragging it into the vortex.
The three divine monks each displayed their unique abilities. Great Master Kongxian unleashed a palm strike, the Buddhist-demonic swastika seal within his palm, half-Buddhist light, half-demonic energy, heavily impacting the wicked dragon’s waist. With a “crack,” the wicked dragon shrieked incessantly.
Upon witnessing this, Wu Mo’s entire body surged with power from within his battle armor, similarly wielding Buddhist-demonic force, forming a blade with his single hand, and shouting, “Buddhist-Demonic Sever!”
This move was formidable, directly targeting the dragon race’s vital point—the dragon tendon. The wicked dragon screamed again.
It abruptly turned its head, its eyes blazing with fury, precisely what Mu Ming had hoped for.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Ming grasped his Vajra Buddhist beads. These beads were specially carved and were one of his magical treasures, a total of eighteen. At this moment, they struck the wicked dragon’s eighteen acupoints with the precision of shooting stars. The wicked dragon screamed, its dragon soul flying out, only to be torn apart by a black demon, transforming into a shower of minced flesh.
In the blink of an eye, two of the six wicked dragons were gone, leaving only four. They pressed their backs together, not daring to move rashly.
The wicked魅's fury soared to the heavens. Unable to discern the true appearance of his opponents due to the loss of two wicked dragons, he roared, “Li Chengfeng, if you have the guts, let your quasi-Deity Transformation subordinates show themselves and face me head-on, in a battle of three thousand rounds! What kind of hero are you, relying on formations to outnumber us!”
Li Chengfeng’s voice was ethereal and agile, seeming to come from all directions: “You wicked dragons, daring to call yourselves heroes?
In my eyes, slaying you demonstrates true heroism. How could I be swayed by your words? Haha, prepare to die. I will slowly torment you.”
As Li Chengfeng’s voice faded, the formation abruptly contracted, and countless killing arrays, rolling stones, and lightning bolts rained down as if they were free, directly striking the four 蛟 dragons.
One of the 蛟 dragons roared, only to be instantly isolated. The other three attempted to approach, but the earth veins seemed to be blocked, causing them to slip and be rapidly pulled apart, defeated one by one.
The wicked dragons were helpless.
Suddenly, a sword pierced through the abdomen of one of the wicked dragons. A white-robed youth burst forth from within, a smile playing on his lips—it was the current Dragon King of the 蛟 dragons.
The remaining three 蛟 dragons swiftly entangled the injured wicked dragon, dragging it into a swirling water vortex.
The wicked dragon’s eyes were bloodshot, struggling desperately.
At this moment, another 蛟 dragon attempted to rush forward, only to suddenly freeze. A fierce blade light descended from above, unstoppable, cleaving it in two, along with the dragon soul within.
After the blade light dissipated, the imposing war general Dragon Tianqi was revealed, wielding a long saber.
His corpse was then pierced by spears wielded by the other two subordinates, dragged into the vortex, and vanished without a trace.
All of this happened in a flash of lightning. The true form of the wicked魅 appeared, a massive dragon hundreds of feet long, with nine “dragon heads” writhing behind it, which were actually ghost heads, originating from the hair of the Nine Infants, emitting waves of mournful wails that directly attacked the heart.
This mutated wicked dragon possessed the bloodline of the Nine Infants, and after being slain, had actually cultivated an external avatar.
Upon seeing this, Li Chengfeng’s lips curled into a smile: “So that’s how it is, wicked魅, this is just one of your external avatars. Your true body hasn’t dared to show itself.
Yet you audaciously claim to be a hero? It’s truly laughable! Everyone, combine your strength and completely suppress this avatar.”
He pursued relentlessly, and as the formation rotated, countless pressures surged like a tide.
Li Chengfeng tightly gripped the original word—atop the Xuan Magnetic Divine Mountain, a deafening roar erupted, and a special power burst forth. Five-colored rays of light poured down, enveloping the wicked魅's external avatar.
The wicked魅 laughed loudly: “Li Chengfeng, you calculated everything, but in the end, you fell into the scheme of my Dragon Witch.
This is what they call ‘retribution may be late, but it will surely come’! My master, the wicked魅, sacrificed me and six members of the wicked dragon race, all for the sake of this external avatar. This lineup is enough to slay you.
If it fails, it can still hold you back. Meanwhile, our true main force, the eight Supreme Elders of the Fire Demon race, the six quasi-Demon Emperors of the wicked dragon race, the Dragon Witch, and my true body,
along with ten thousand wicked dragon experts, have already infiltrated Extreme West City through the underground magma, unleashing a massacre.
This is using your methods against you!”
Li Chengfeng responded with a hearty laugh: “You are mistaken in imitating me; I am the original.
No matter how much you imitate, you will never grasp my essence. You think that having the Fire Demon race allows you to rampage through the magma?
I had already laid down layers of formations in the underground magma of Extreme West City long ago.
Once they step in, they will be like entering a maze. If they force their way through, they will only trigger the teleportation mechanism, causing the magma to churn and sending them to unpredictable locations. How could you possibly disturb my peace?”
Upon hearing this, the wicked魅's avatar’s expression drastically changed: “How is that possible? How could you have foreseen all of this?”
Li Chengfeng declared resolutely: “Because I am also a master of playing with fire.
You always think I’m just getting lucky when I scheme against you, but in reality, I have already prepared foolproof plans, carefully selecting the best strategies to slay you.
I have planted spies in both races and knew there would be retaliation, so my defense plans were comprehensive.
The underground magma, a scorching maze, I used the environment to set up formations, and the teleportation mechanism is everywhere.
Marching through the magma consumes a tremendous amount of magical power, especially with tens of thousands of experts. Over time, it will be unsustainable.”
The wicked魅's external avatar’s face was now contorted. He gnashed his teeth and said, “Li Chengfeng, you are indeed a rare talent.
It’s a pity you chose the wrong side, daring to be enemies with me and the dragon race.
Then, what awaits you is the severe judgment of the Eastern River.”
He sneered and continued, “You think you can trap me here? When the main body sent us here, we never planned to return alive.
Since we can’t directly kill you and cause chaos, then we have no choice but to use the final move.”
Saying that, he suddenly surged his magical power, seemingly about to self-destruct, but a divine light suddenly appeared on the mountain. The old tortoise stood atop the Divine Mountain, fiercely suppressing it.
This Xuan Magnetic Divine Mountain was a quasi-Deity Transformation treasure. Li Chengfeng was unable to unleash its true power, but now in the hands of the old tortoise, its power was immediately boundless.
The five-colored divine light countered the five elements, and the wicked dragon immediately felt its bloodline congeal.
Li Chengfeng took the opportunity to descend and issued an order. Countless vortexes gradually formed around the wicked dragon.
The three quasi-Deity Transformation experts and the other damage dealers each displayed their unique abilities. Whether it was Buddhist beads and Buddhist techniques, magic, or those giant scissors and sharp blade energies, they instantly sliced the wicked dragon’s body into pieces.
Even the wicked魅's external avatar was unable to withstand the combined attack of these thirteen quasi-Deity Transformation experts, let alone under the suppression of the five-colored divine light.
Just as the wicked dragon collapsed, Li Chengfeng reached out and grabbed a drop of blood in his palm. A smile appeared on his lips: “This is what I’ve been waiting for. This blood contains the Nine Infants bloodline.”
Immediately, he used the Heaven and Earth Self-Sealing Technique to seal the bloodline.