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"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death has already shown signs of transforming into a dragon. I don't know how many dead souls were killed by the Yinshan Dharma Line in order to sacrifice this bridge to gather such a powerful and indelible will of the dead souls."

"Then can Yuhua successfully cross the bridge now?" I asked worriedly.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death can successfully transform into a dragon."

Jiang Xueyang said that if the will of the soul of the dead is to transform into a dragon, it is a trivial matter not to cross the bridge, and the evil way will be destroyed.

I later learned that although there are many evil magic circles in the Yinshan Ancestral Court, the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge is the most difficult test of life and death.

The black bat lives and dies as a bridge to transform into a dragon, and its combat power is comparable to that of Tianzun.

This bridge is the strongest fortress to protect the ancestral court of Yinshan, even surpassing the [-] direct disciples of Yinshan.

Hearing what Jiang Xueyang said, I became more and more worried about Yuhua.

At this moment, the mighty dragon chant sounded again.

Then I saw that the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge in front of me had changed, and dragon scales began to grow on the dark and undulating bridge surface at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon scales spread forward quickly like a tide.

When the dragon scales cover the entire bridge, the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge will turn into a necromantic black dragon.

It's not that the will of the dead souls in my demonic army is not firm enough, but that the ancestral court of Yinshan is too defiant. There are more than ten million wills of the dead souls on this black bat life and death bridge.

Going up the bridge alone is like hitting a stone with an egg.

Seeing this, I couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

"Xie Lan, what are you going to do?" Jiang Xueyang stopped behind me.

"Cut the dragon."

After I finished speaking, I pulled out the Wentian Sword, and released the sword air as I walked.

I can't suppress the will of the souls of the dead on the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death only with my own determination. Since the transformation of the Black Bat Bridge into a dragon is irreversible, all I can do is to kill the dragon.

Since my consciousness has absorbed the fragments of the sword demon's divine sense, now every shape of my sword air can be transformed into a perfect dragon shape.

My people walked on the bridge with strides, and countless dragon-shaped swords followed behind them.The fog of necromancy covered my five senses and six senses, but it couldn't stop my steps.

The magic sword is surging, and the sword energy is unstoppable, and more and more dragons are manifesting in the shape of the sword energy behind me, from a hundred to a thousand, from a thousand to ten thousand...

Yanhua's presence is too dazzling, covering my edge, but in fact my combat power is not inferior to hers.I am not as good as Yuhua in leading troops to fight. I only talk about destruction and killing. Now my Wentian Sword is stronger than her Demon Suppressing Sword.

Her strength lies in the army's prestige and morale, and her strength lies in her indomitable way of breaking the army.And my strength is a combination of the chaos of the seven kills and the madness of the magic sword.

Because the broken army is born for war, but the seven kills exist for killing.

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When the third dragon chant sounded, I saw Yanhua's figure.

Right in front of her, there was a huge black dragon's head floating proudly.The dragon's head was as big as a mountain, and the longan's eyes seemed closed, obviously not fully opened yet.

If the dragon's eyes are opened, it means that the black bat's bridge of life and death has been transformed into a dragon.

Yanhua has already sacrificed the demon-suppressing knife. In front of the black dragon head as big as a mountain, her figure looks small and weak, but her momentum is so firm and tenacious.

The knife came out like flowing water, the knife gang scattered the cloud of dead spirits, and slashed fiercely at the dragon's head.

But the dragon head is transformed by the willpower of the dead soul, if the will cannot be subdued, the dragon head is indestructible.

Roar!

With the fourth dragon chant, the mountain-like black dragon head opened its wheel-like longan eyes.The longan is as black as ink, and the pupils of the pupils are burning with an angry divine light.

At the moment when the longan's eyes were fully opened, the body of Baizhang Bridge became a dragon's body.

After the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death was completely transformed into a necromantic black dragon, it took a deep breath, and the resentment from the necromantic abyss under the bridge was sucked into the dragon's belly crazily.

Although Yuhua is brave enough to defeat the three armies, she also knows that she can no longer beat the Necromancer Black Dragon, but she has no way to escape even if she wants to escape now, because the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge cannot turn back, and if she can't turn back, she can only fight to the death.

As the resentment of the undead continued to be inhaled, black flames could be faintly seen billowing from the opened dragon's mouth, which contained the power to burn everything.

Just as the deep breath was finished and the billowing black flames were about to be sprayed out, I stomped on the spot and flew up.

Behind me, ten thousand dragon-shaped sword qi crazily began to merge, and ten thousand dragons entered the sea, converging into a majestic torrent of sword qi.

"When all the rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west, they will be destroyed!"

Following the exit of Miezi, the majestic torrent of sword energy rushed into the dragon's mouth with the Wentian Sword at the moment when the Necromancer Black Dragon was about to spew out black flames.

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Chapter 229

After the torrent of sword energy was introduced into the dragon's mouth of the Necromancer Black Dragon, it directly blocked its throat and poured in.

The black flames transformed by the necromantic black dragon's absorption of the grievances of the necromantic spirits were directly annihilated by the torrent of sword energy before it could be sprayed out.

Afterwards, the black dragon raised its head to the sky and roared furiously, but my sword energy was not just for making it angry.

I can't do the sword energy for [-] miles, but this torrent of sword energy swallowed into the belly is definitely not something that a necromantic black dragon with the might of the god of heaven but without the cultivation of the god of heaven can digest.

As the sword energy continued to rage, the anger in the eyes of the Necromancer Black Dragon turned into pain.The pain was unbearable, and he let out a miserable cry.

As the pain intensified, the huge dragon body fluctuated, as if it could soar into the sky and leave here at any time.

"Want to go? Stay."

With a yell, Yanhua thrust the demon-suppressing knife in her hand into the dragon's body forcefully.At the same time, the coercion of the god of death bloomed, and the will of the disciples of the dead souls of the devil way condensed in the body also radiated.

The place where the Suppressing Demon Knife was inserted happened to be where the Necromancer Black Dragon's reverse scale was. With a puff, endless black air gushed out from the wound, and the Necromancer Black Dragon let out a scream of mourning.

The Baizhang dragon's body twisted and rolled in the air, but it was suppressed by Yanhua with the coercion of death, and it couldn't get away at all.

Since the undead black dragon has been absorbed by the resentment, the space here is clear.

I saw a huge black dragon with a length of one hundred feet running across the two mountains, struggling to twist but could not break free.

On the dragon's body, I sealed the throat with a sword and locked the dragon's head firmly. Not far behind me, I stabbed the black dragon's reverse scale with the demon-suppressing knife.

The undead black dragon was helpless in every possible way, desperately flicking the dragon's tail, trying to get out of trouble.

At this moment, Jiang Xueyang let out a clear whistle.