12dz Chapter 218 Transformation
Chapter 218 Transformation
Although the attack was weakened by half, it was still a Nascent Soul stage attack, so Yun Fuzhao didn't dare to be careless and immediately unleashed his ultimate move.
She had mastered the art of Void Dragon Roar with unparalleled skill. A hint of interest flashed in Que Yu's eyes. He didn't move, but slightly raised his finger, urging the skull behind him to meet her sword light.
The three puppet heads clung to her attacks like plaster, making it impossible for her to breathe.
Yun Fuzhao could sense that he hadn't used all his strength yet.
"What blood moon? You're not kidding me, are you?"
Que Chi was taken aback, and after a moment of realization, he said, “The Blood Moon doesn’t have much of an effect on a Ghost Clan member of his level.”
Yun Fuzhao: "..."
Sure enough, I shouldn't have believed this person who spouts so much nonsense.
Que Yu: "If I didn't say it this way, would you have taken the bait?"
Yun Fuzhao gritted his teeth: "How despicable."
As soon as he finished speaking, Que Yu disappeared from the spot. Yun Fuzhao's heart tightened, and the next second he appeared behind him.
He reached out and removed the leaf stuck to her hair, saying softly, "Yun Fuzhao, let me see your skills. Didn't you want to kill me? My life is right here, come and take it."
After saying that, he grabbed Yun Fuzhao's wrist and pressed Wuji against his neck.
His laughter was like that of a ghost.
Yun Fuzhao was about to slit his neck without hesitation.
However, just as the sword got a fraction closer, the man vanished into black smoke.
Walking the monkey.
Yun Fuzhao had truly witnessed the power of the Nascent Soul stage; clearly, when he fought her, she was the one who was being beaten.
Her sword couldn't even touch his body.
Seeing that Yun Fuzhao was gradually losing ground, Que Chi could no longer stand still and, disregarding his injuries, joined the battle directly.
He was more acutely aware of the techniques and auras of the demon race than the demon race itself. "Yun Fuzhao, to the left."
Upon hearing this, Yun Fuzhao unleashed his Bloodthirsty Vine and swung it sharply to the left. The skull was sent flying with a "smack."
With his arrival, the situation turned slightly around.
Seeing how well the two of them coordinated, Que Yu felt a surge of dissatisfaction. He immediately unleashed his ghostly energy to deliver a fatal blow to Que Chi.
Que Yu showed no mercy to him.
Que Chi immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood. His wounds reopened, and he flew dozens of meters backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
The speed was so fast that even Yun Fuzhao couldn't react in time.
Que Yu also lost patience, and the three skulls attacked even faster. Yun Fu Zhao was caught off guard and was hit in the abdomen by one of them.
She took a few steps back, barely managing to keep her balance, her face turning pale.
Que Yu frowned slightly and recalled the puppet head that had struck her. "Yun Fuzhao, stop resisting. You are no match for me."
His gaze fell on her wrist, "Bring out your dragons."
Que Yu had a thorough understanding of Yun Fuzhao's moves and knew that her biggest trump card was the dragon clan, but she didn't send the dragon clan out to fight at the beginning.
Her thoughts raced. What was she worried about?
"Ghost-kun."
The two guardians of the demon clan noticed the commotion and rushed over.
They stared at the two intruders, their expressions changing as they realized they were in for trouble for allowing outsiders to enter their territory.
The Left Protector bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please allow us to atone for our sins."
Que Yu glanced at Yun Fuzhao, then looked away. "Capture them."
Que Chi managed to speak with difficulty: "Que Yu! You'll let her go if I die, right?"
"Yes." Que Yu knew what he was thinking and said coldly, "But the premise is that she kills you with her own hands."
Que Chi propped himself up, his teeth stained red with blood. He looked at Yun Fuzhao and said, "Yun Fuzhao, make your move."
Yun Fuzhao: "Alright, stop thinking about sacrificing yourself. If you die, then my trip today will have been in vain."
A murderous glint flashed in her eyes. "I refuse to believe I can't beat them."
"They are both at the Mahayana stage; you have no chance of winning."
Que Yu gave Yun Fuzhao a deep look; he really was protecting him.
Unfortunately, the more she acted this way, the angrier and more resentful he became, and the more he wanted to destroy everything.
Que Yu turned around, raised his arm, and signaled to the left and right protectors to make their move.
Both men, having received their orders, were determined to please the Ghost King and exerted their utmost effort.
After an incense stick had burned, blood trickled from the corner of Yun Fuzhao's lips, and his hand holding Wuji trembled slightly.
[He Yu, 4th Guard of the Yun Family Brigade: This Que Yu is utterly despicable; he actually resorted to such ruthlessness.]
[I never imagined that the twin demons would fight each other to this extent.]
[Yun Family Team 3, Song Manzhu: The competition in the Ghost Realm is fierce. Especially the struggle for the position of Ghost King, which requires a life-or-death battle. Every Ghost King has gone through this process; without ruthlessness, one cannot become a king.]
[Alas, it's just so pitiful for our Fu Zhao.]
Soon, the live stream chat was flooded with special effects again, and the adults each gifted 500,000 cultivation points.
Seeing her fighting with increasing ferocity, some powerful figures began to feel uneasy. If they pushed her to the brink of death, things could get very serious…
"Oh!"
The ghostly energy collided with Yun Fuzhao, engulfing her and passing through the wall, creating a huge cloud of dust in the air.
Que Chi's eyes were bloodshot. "Yun Fuzhao!"
Hearing the almost roaring sound, Que Yu closed her eyes and sighed softly.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no other emotion in them. "Take him back to the Soul Locking Tower."
"Yes."
The Left Protector glanced disdainfully at the hole that had spewed dust.
With this kind of strength, they dare to assassinate the Demon King.
However, as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he realized something was wrong.
He looked at the opening, "That's..."
The Right Protector also sensed it. He frowned, and a second later shouted to the Left Protector, "Quickly, dodge!"
However, his warning came too late; the eerie blue flames instantly engulfed him.
Que Yu turned around, and the turbulent dust gradually subsided. He saw a figure slowly walking out of the cave entrance.
As the dust completely settled, Que Yu's pupils contracted.
A tall man carried Yun Fuzhao out in his arms.
Two beautiful, translucent dragon horns on his forehead proclaimed his identity.
His crimson dragon eyes narrowed into slits, and his jade-like face was as cold as frost. With a flick of his eyes, the dark blue flames burned the Right Protector to ashes in less than a second.
Que Yu's lips curled up slightly, showing a hint of interest. "The dragon race has actually taken human form."
He has achieved his goal; now the only thing to do is capture him alive.
Que Yu looked at Jiao Yu and said with a smile, "Shall we have a fight?"
Jiaoyu lowered her eyes, and a transparent barrier enveloped Yun Fuzhao.
Then he spoke his first words after transforming into human form: "To die."
Que Yu's smile remained unchanged. "That's my catchphrase."
Soon, the two transformed into streaks of light and flew out of the main hall.
The entire trajectory was thrown into turmoil. They looked up at the sky, which, despite being night, was as bright as day.
The two streaks of light collided and then separated.