C943 One Drink One Peck

Rumble!

This heaven and earth was berserk, filled with all sorts of attacks. However, under the suppression of the formation, the void did not explode, and attacking within was even easier to injure.

Zuo Yu was fighting with his own blood. He didn't flinch when facing the Xuanji and Ant King. The two men he killed were also injured, but his injuries were even worse.

The Xuanji was slightly stronger than him. Although Ant King was slightly weaker than the Xuanji, he was still on par with the Xuanji. The two of them joined hands and severely suppressed him.

Little cheap dragon and the others were also engaged in a tough battle. Each of them was covered in blood, and it wasn't easy for them.

The Centipede King and Spider King were also very strong. They weren't much weaker than little cheap dragon and Huangyue. At least, with the help of the formation, they weren't any weaker than little cheap dragon and Huangyue. They could stop either of them by themselves. Furthermore, there were still nine great expert at the Late Period of Dao Stage and some other experts.

Little cheap dragon and the Centipede King were fighting, Spider King and Huangyue were fighting, and there were also three other great expert at the Late Period of Dao Stage attacking them. They were seriously at a disadvantage, and they were forced to retreat.

Wuhen and the other two were facing the combined attacks of the six great expert at the Late Period of Dao Stage. They were even stronger than before, and they didn't seem to have the upper hand either.

The battlefield was incomparably intense, but the situation was reversed once more. Zuo Yu and the others were at a disadvantage once again, and were continuously injured. They were in a precarious situation.

Zuo Yu had already tried it. Now that the power of the Immortal Trapping Formation had increased, there was no way they could get out of it unless they tried their best to kill their opponent or break through.

Then let's fight. Zuo Yu was killing with great delight and madness, but he didn't show any signs of fear. He didn't even frown from the beginning until the end.

"Roar!" Ant King had gone crazy as well. He should really have the bloodline of the demon race. The roar he made was extremely ferocious. It didn't sound like a human's voice at all. His Qi was also incomparably violent.

Up until now, when he joined forces with the Xuanji, he was still injured by Zuo Yu. He had gone berserk. Devil Qi was rolling all over his body, and his eyes were fiery red. He wanted to tear his opponent apart.

However, his strength wasn't weak, but Zuo Yu wasn't an easy opponent to deal with.

As soon as Zuo Yu retreated, Ant King lunged at him crazily. Zuo Yu lifted his foot and covered him with the Creation Dragon Fist. After that, the Creation Dragon Fist rumbled and collided violently with Ant King's body, causing both of them to retreat.

* Chi! * As soon as Zuo Yu retreated, he was struck by the sword of Xuanji on his shoulder. He retreated once again, and his Qi became unstable.

Zuo Yu could not help but sigh in his heart. What little cheap dragon said was right. The Divine Weapon Physique was indeed the only one that mattered. It would not be good for him to leave a clone on Earth.

His Dao Stage coordination was very strong, but it didn't affect him much before this. Now that he was fighting a true expert to the death, the side effects of the clone were revealed. His Dao of Slaughter wasn't simple enough, so he had split his soul into a few parts. It wasn't as flawless as before.

He fought with blood to the limit, but he didn't have the extreme pleasure from before. He had a feeling that something was missing, and all of this affected his fighting strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been like this.

However, Zuo Yu wouldn't blame the heavens. He never regretted his decision. In fact, his combat strength hadn't decreased by much. At most, it was only one in ten thousand. It wouldn't affect him much.

Zuo Yu's eyes sparkled. He took a step forward and counter-attacked.

When he thought of the clone on Earth, he thought of the ancient martial arts. The ancestors of the ancient martial arts did not have martial arts to begin with. They took one step at a time. Those who walked steadily through obstacles would never retreat. In the end, they would go straight to the top. Who could be bullied? What Dao of Destruction? These were all derived later on. And the ancient martial arts only progressed step by step. As the battle continued, as the endless battle continued, they unknowingly reached the peak.

His clone affected the Divine Armament Body, but he was immersed in the essence of martial arts. This was also a type of harvest.

Zuo Yu was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered. He withdrew from the battle from time to time. However, every time he fought, his fighting spirit would never decrease. His Qi was getting stronger and stronger. This was the aura of a Heaven-Battling, Heaven-Battling, Heaven-Battling, Earth-Battling, even if it meant death. This was the obsession of ancient martial artists. It was also the essence of ancient martial arts. In this life and death battlefield, Zuo Yu... He was immersed in the profound mysteries of the vast martial arts.

Zuo Yu's injuries were still worsening. With his current physique, a few of his ribs had been broken, and blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

Little cheap dragon Wuhen and the others weren't any better. Each of them was in a miserable state.

They were already at a disadvantage in this formation. Their opponent's defense had been enhanced. Every time they attacked... The ripples of the formation would always protect the opponent and reduce their attacks. And their opponent's attacks would also be enhanced. This was very unfair. This was also one of the reasons why they were heavily suppressed.

If they were outside, their opponent might not be so relaxed. Even so, Yikuang and the others suffered no less injuries than them. The Centipede King and Spider King were also injured and were in a frenzied state.

At this point, Yikuang and the others had gone crazy. They had already attacked without holding back. They wanted to kill their opponent, even if it meant exchanging injuries for injuries. Instead of saying that they wanted revenge, it would be more accurate to say that they were afraid deep in their hearts. An enemy like this had to be killed. If they missed this opportunity, then they wouldn't have a chance anymore.

"Junior, I'll send you to the afterlife..."

"Die for me..." Yikuang and the other man's hair were disheveled, and their bodies were covered in blood as they rushed towards Jinlin.

The rest of them were the same. Their eyes were blood-red, and they were going crazy from killing.

"Haha, so it's a group of demons. It just so happens that they have devoured all of you. Increase this seat's strength. " Centipede King licked the blood at the corner of its mouth. Its eyes became even more evil and cold. A blood-red sword swept out, as if it had turned into countless arms. This was its ultimate technique, the Thousand Hands Sword Kill. It really did have the bloodline of a centipede Demon God.

"Awooo! Swallow your sister! I'll cut you into a hundred pieces!" One of little cheap dragon's clones waved his Great Void Sword and charged forward. The other clones also used their ultimate skills on the other side, and they were extremely powerful.

"Hehe, it's true!" Spider King also sneered. His small and skinny figure was flashing around in all directions at an extremely fast speed. "Beauty, what kind of demon are you? Hehe, don't worry. As long as you are obedient, I won't kill you. But as for them, hmph hmph, all of them must die... At that time, you can also share their bodies. This is definitely a supreme treasure. It's priceless..."

Huangyue's face turned cold. Her flaming wings swept forward, but Spider King's speed was very fast. He dodged it in a flash. Furthermore, Huangyue's fiery wings seemed to have been obstructed by something, causing them to slow down.

"Hehe, are you a bird or a butterfly? Spider King's laughter was drifting in the air.

"Awoo, you bastard, you are dead..." Before Huangyue could say anything, little cheap dragon was the first to curse.

However, they had more than one opponent. They simply couldn't leave. As they spoke, Spider King disappeared in a flash.