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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations Shang Long Saint was already in a desperate situation. He could already feel the aura of death as fear spread out from the depths of his dragon soul.
This fear quickly turned into a monstrous hatred in Shang Long Saint's heart. An even more resplendent light surged out from his bloody dragon body.
In an instant, Shang Long Saint's aura, which was already on the verge of being annihilated, suddenly rose again at a terrifying speed. The power on his dragon body surged, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
"Not good, Shang Long Saint is going to self-destruct!"
Such words came out from the mouths of many creatures in the sky at the same time.
"Oh no, this is not good!"
The expressions of the old experts of the Mo Family in the Farmer's Village changed drastically.
The self-detonation of the Shang Long Saint, who was at the half-step Saint realm, at the cost of his own life, was far more powerful than when he was at his peak. He was going all out against Du Shaofu.
Du Shaofu also narrowed his eyes at this moment. He had long been on guard against Shang Long Saint's self-destruction in the end.
Therefore, Du Shaofu wanted to use the full power of the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron to kill Shang Long Saint at lightning speed.
However, the result surprised Du Shaofu. Shang Long Saint was not weaker than the Earth Demon Envoy.
Shang Long Saint was an old Dragon who had cultivated for many years. He had many secret techniques of Dragons and was a descendant of the True Dragon. He was actually able to resist the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron for a long time.
If not for the fact that his strength had improved a lot recently, Du Shaofu felt that the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron would not be able to keep Shang Long Saint here.
"Suppress …"
Facing Shang Long Saint's self-destruction, Du Shaofu had no choice but to use the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron to suppress him.
This was also the worst case scenario that Du Shaofu had already predicted. Since he had already made his move, he had to get rid of this old dragon today no matter what.
Otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to get rid of this old dragon after the Sage Realm experts set foot on the Heavenly Devil Battlefield.
Inside the Purple Lightning Profound Cauldron, mysterious lightning runes shone brightly and rumbled non-stop.
A waterfall of purple-gold Profound Lightning shot towards Shang Long Saint with great destructive power.
"Little bastard, do you think you can still suppress this Saint? Let's die together, hahaha …"
Saint Shang Long's laughter was monstrous. In an instant, his Qi and dragon aura were even more intense than when he was at his peak. It was as if he had already reached the Saint Realm. He resisted the full power of the Purple Lightning Profound Cauldron and laughed wildly, "I have already lived for so long, but a little bastard like you has no hope. Today, I will bury you with me. I will solve the problem of the Dragons!"
When these words were spoken, Shang Long Saint's aura also swelled to the peak. The light was bright, and the dragon's might surged.
Under everyone's trembling gazes, the light was so bright that it engulfed the huge dragon's body. Amidst the purple-gold lightning that filled the sky, it rose like a sun and finally exploded.
The sound of heavenly thunder reverberated in the sky, covering the sound of thunder ….
Rumble ….
Heaven and earth trembled, and energy surged, tearing the sky apart. Terrifying, terrifying!
The monstrous energy and purple-gold lightning were like thousands of divine chains that swept in all directions, piercing through the sky and causing the universe to riot!
Boom!
The entire ancient world was in chaos, revealing a vacuum.
Chaotic energy surged in the vacuum, creating a terrifying scene.
Then the world became blurry, and nothing could be seen. Not far away, Moksha, Dongli Qingqing, and the Redbone Horsemonkey were fighting, as well as the battle between Jiangchen and the Nine Demon Emperor's primordial spirits were affected.
Bang, bang, bang, bang ….
Below them, the cliffs, the earth, and the mountains all exploded with rumbling sounds. The creatures in the distance were affected and coughed up blood.
"It's too terrifying. It's like the destruction of heaven and earth!"
"The self-detonation of those Dragons Half-Sage experts probably wouldn't dare to be careless. Will the Demon King and Du Shaofa be able to withstand it?"
"Those Dragons Half-Sage are willing to sacrifice their own lives to drag the Demon King and Du Shaofu down with them. How ruthless!"
In the chaotic sky, all living beings trembled.
Some of them were anxious, some of them looked grave, and most of them were dumbfounded!
The explosion caused Moksha and the Nine Demon Emperor's primordial spirits to secretly spy on the chaotic space.
Dongli Qingqing was wrapped in green light, and her pale, delicate face was extremely solemn!
Du Xiaoman, Du Yunlong, and Mie Meng King all clenched their fists, anxiously looking up at the sky.
After a good while, everyone could see everything clearly in the sky. There was a Divine Lightning Cauldron rotating, and its radiance was somewhat dim.
The resplendent purple-gold lightning around the Divine Lightning Cauldron had also quietly disappeared in the explosion, leaving only a dense purple thundercloud under the Divine Lightning Cauldron.
"Not good. The Demon King and Du Shaofu wouldn't have met with a calamity, right?"
Someone cried out in alarm. The Divine Lightning Cauldron had dimmed, and there was no trace of the Demon King and Du Shaofu. The self-detonation of the Dragons Half-Sage expert had probably dragged the Demon King and Du Shaofu down with him, no matter how strong he was.
The thundercloud dissipated, revealing a faint golden radiance. It was as if something was expanding, sweeping away the purple thundercloud.
"He's not dead. The Demon King and Du Shaofu aren't dead!"
Suddenly, everyone's gaze trembled as if they had been electrocuted. Under everyone's gaze, a pair of golden wings wrapped in a cocoon slowly unfolded within the purple thundercloud.
However, at this moment, the golden wings were dim, and the feathers were broken. Only thirty-six of the most dazzling golden feathers were still suffused with a faint radiance.
Within the golden wings, Du Shaofu's golden armor figure was revealed, but at this moment, the feathers were broken, the radiance was dim, and his hair was messy.
"Pfff …"
The moment the Dapeng's golden wings were completely unfolded, Du Shaofu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of golden blood. The Cyan Spirit Armor on his body was withdrawn in an instant, and his purple robe was tattered. His flesh was broken, and fresh blood was flowing out from the inside out. The aura on his body was almost in disorder!
"Swish!"
His figure fell down the cliff like a bird, accompanied by the sprinkling of fresh blood. However, at the last moment of landing, Du Shaofu grasped the Purple Gold Heavenly Fault in his hand tightly and stabbed it into the cliff.
Du Shaofu knelt on one knee, exhausted. The Purple Gold Heavenly Fault sank into the ground, and large cracks spread out in all directions.
"Keep …"
Du Shaofu fell and immediately kept the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron into his body.
Moksha was controlling the other Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron, and he couldn't let anything happen to it.
"Drip, drip, drip …"
Blood dripped from his mouth and body. Du Shaofu was extremely weak at this moment, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Shang Long Saint's self-destruction was too strong. The power of his self-destruction was the terrifying power of a true Saint. It impacted the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron, but in the end, that terrifying power also impacted Du Shaofu's body.
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