Golden Soul Thrust
"Hong Mo, do you have a way to deal with this Dead Spirit Qi?"
Ning Yue endured the pain from his palm and hurriedly communicated with the Red Fiend.
"No problem. The Red Demon Sword is a Royal Rank Flying Sword. It's perfect for suppressing the Dead Spirit Qi. However, once you use the Red Demon Sword to suppress the Dead Spirit Qi, you won't be able to use the Red Demon Sword for a very long time," explained the Red Demon.
As long as Jin Jue Long doesn't have Dead Spirit Qi, I can still kill him without using the Red Demon Sword! Oh right, after you trap the Dead Spirit Qi, find a chance to sneak attack Jin Jue Long! "
Ning Yue displayed great confidence.
After advancing to the Half-step Manifestation Realm, Ning Yue's strength had increased tremendously.
Even though Jin Juelong was one of the top warriors at the peak of the Fate Realm, Ning Yue was still confident that he could fight against him and even kill him.
However, Ning Yue was not a hothead. Even though he was confident in his own strength, he still warned Hong Mo to sneak an attack on Jin Jue Long.
"Ha ha ha! It looks like I do not need to execute the Martial Technique that I cultivated in closed-door cultivation. None of the cultivators who came into contact with my Death Spirit Energy could survive for more than three minutes."
Jin Juelong laughed like a madman and withdrew his fist.
After that, Jin Juelong crossed his arms in front of his chest. He floated in the air and said, "You only have three minutes to live. Hurry up and hand over Chu Guang. If you do that, I might be merciful and let you live a little longer."
"Jin Jue Long, do you really think you can defeat me?"
Ning Yue rubbed his slightly swollen wrist as he walked towards Jin Juelong.
As they walked, Ning Yue said, "Your Dead Spirit Qi might have a good effect on others, but unfortunately, it's useless on me."
"Chicken feathers are useless? Hehe, that's because I haven't used my Dead Spirit Qi yet. "Jin Juelong sneered.
"I will stand here and wait. Let's see when your Dead Qi will show its power." Ning Yue stopped walking. He crossed his arms in front of his chest like Jin Jue Long.
"The ignorant are fearless!"
Jin Juelong's face darkened. Ning Yue's actions showed that he was looking down on him.
Since Ning Yue looked down on him, why should he waste his breath on Ning Yue?
After Jin Juelong said that, he started to communicate with the Dead Spirit Qi in Ning Yue's body.
"What?! What the hell is going on?! "
Jin Juelong had just started to connect with the Dead Spirit Qi in Ning Yue's body. His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of confusion.
Jin Juelong realized that he couldn't communicate with the Dead Qi in Ning Yue's body.
In other words, Ning Yue had used some unknown method to isolate his connection with the Dead Spirit Qi!
"Let me tell you what's going on."
Ning Yue shrugged, took out the Red Devil Sword, and said, "Your Dead Spirit Qi is all in this flying sword."
"Impossible! My Dead Spirit Qi is very corrosive. How could a flying sword trap it? "Jin Juelong said coldly.
"An ordinary flying sword is naturally unable to trap your Necro Qi, but if that flying sword is at the Monarch Rank, then it ought to be able to trap it." Ning Yue spoke indifferently.
"Royal Class Flying Sword!"
Jin Juelong's face was full of disbelief.
The stronger one was, the more they knew how terrifying a Royal Class Flying Sword was.
A normal Yin Yang Realm martial artist couldn't use the power of a Royal Class Flying Sword.
Even a Fate Realm martial artist couldn't use the full power of a Royal Class Flying Sword.
Only when one reached the Honorable Realm could he use the power of a Royal Class Flying Sword. Only then could he let the world know how terrifying a Royal Class Flying Sword was.
"This is the moment!"
When Ning Yue saw the Metal-Absolute Dragon God, he waved his hands and tore the void open.
Seeing Ning Yue move, the Dark Emperor and the other three also tore open the void and disappeared.
"Oh no!"
Jin Juelong was indeed a peak Fate Realm martial artist. Not long after Ning Yue disappeared, Jin Juelong reacted and quickly retreated.
Whoosh!
However, Jin Juelong's reaction was too slow. Before he could take a few steps back, Ning Yue and the Dark Emperor appeared around him.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Five powerful attacks were launched in a row. Each attack directly hit Jin Jue Long's head.
"Block it!"
At this critical moment, Jin Juelong's Primordial Qi rushed out and blocked in front of him.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack! Four cracking sounds were heard. The first four attacks were easily blocked by Jin Juelong.
"Hmph! You want to sneak up on me? Look at yourself in the mirror. "Jin Juelong snorted after blocking the four attacks.
Boom!
However, as soon as Jin Juelong snorted, an even more terrifying explosion was heard.
Then, Jin Juelong saw the Primordial Qi shield in front of him was easily split in half.
Whoosh!
The Primordial Qi shield was broken, which meant that Jin Juelong was exposed to the attacks of Ning Yue and the others.
"Life and Death Palm!"
Ning Yue had been waiting for this moment. His palms flashed, and suddenly, a few palm prints separated from his palms and flew towards Jin Juelong.
Each of Ning Yue's palm prints was huge.
Moreover, the palm print also contained terrifying Yuan Qi undulations and violent Soul Force undulations.
In order to kill Jin Juelong, Ning Yue had almost used up all of his energy.
"Ning Yue, do you think you can kill me? I have to say that you are too naive! I didn't want to use that skill, but since you have forced me into this situation, I will have to use it. "Jin Juelong scolded.
"Jin …"
Bang!
Jin Juelong's legs slightly bent. Before he could finish his words, he felt his body become lighter. It was as if he had been kicked by something. He fell to the other side.
Puff!
Jin Juelong spat out blood. He clenched his fists and stared at the red figure that had appeared behind Ning Yue.
"Cough, cough, who are you?"
Jin Juelong coughed and tried to stand up with his hands on the ground.
"Is it the Soul Tree Spiritual Body?"
"You mean him?" Ning Yue turned around and pointed at the Red Devil. "You can't even recognize him. How did you reach the peak of the Fate Realm?"
"You!" Jin Juelong's face became even colder after being scolded by Ning Yue.
Ning Yue took out the Red Devil and said, "Jin Juelong, I'm not afraid to tell you that the Red Devil is the Soul of this Royal Class Flying Sword."
"What? Flying Sword Spiritual Body? This flying sword even has a Soul! "
Jin Juelong was shocked when he heard Ning Yue's words.
"By the way, I destroyed the Soul Tree Spiritual Body a long time ago." Ning Yue continued, "As for Chu Guang, I didn't kill him. I just trapped him in this Storage Ring. Forget it, I don't want to talk nonsense with you …"
Ning Yue's body flashed and appeared in front of Jin Juelong.
Bang!
Ning Yue threw a punch without any fancy moves. It landed on Jin Jue Long's chest with ease.
A muffled sound was heard as Jin Juelong was pushed back a few feet. He landed under the Soul Tree and stabilized himself.
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