The roars of dragons and tigers filled the air.
As the Dragon Trapping Formation rose, a suffocating aura filled the air.
Seeing their last glimmer of hope destroyed, Wang Chen and the rest could not help but turn ugly.
Just now, they had almost exhausted their last bit of energy to seal that horrifying red ball of light. At that moment, everyone could not help but let out a sigh of relief.
Perhaps this was the feeling of going from hell to heaven.
However, in the blink of an eye, they realized that they were wrong.
The Dragon Trapping Formation had severed their hope.
In an instant, they returned to hell. From heaven to hell, it was nothing more than that.
"Hahaha … no one can leave today. All of you must die, all of you must die! "
Seeing that everyone was trapped, Gao Zhan's lips curled into a sneer.
It must be said that the actions of Wang Chen and the rest were beyond their expectations.
Their Dragon Slaying Pavilion's plan had almost failed because of that.
But what kind of existence was the Dragon Slaying Pavilion?
Having been passed down for thousands of years, they did not rely solely on luck or strength. More importantly, it was their foundation.
That foundation forged the cautiousness of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion. It was also because of this cautiousness that allowed the Dragon Slaying Pavilion to continue to pass down its legacy and remain strong after several disasters.
Dragon Trapping Formation? Originally, Gao Zhan and the rest had disregarded the existence of the Dragon Trapping Formation.
They thought that it was useless.
Who could escape from being swallowed by that red ball of light? No one!
But they did not expect that the seemingly useless existence would play such a huge role at this moment.
It had sealed off the path of Wang Chen and the rest, trapped everyone's path of survival, and extinguished the last glimmer of hope.
Gao Zhan sneered again and again.
Perhaps this was the best outcome, wasn't it?
The Dragon Slaying Pavilion was naturally determined to get that red ball of light.
Since Wang Chen did not die, it meant that the treasure was still there. There was even the stunning Wu Qingxue and the inheritance of the Demon God.
Thinking of this, Gao Zhan was not angry. On the contrary, he became even more excited.
"Die, you useless chickens and dogs, all of you go to hell!"
In the next moment, Gao Zhan and the people from the Dragon Slaying Pavilion beside him activated the formation at the same time.
Boom …
Boom …
Boom …
A series of rumbling sounds could be heard.
As the formation was completely activated, a blast of Qi burst out in an instant.
Roar …
A series of roars could be heard.
Within the array formation that was overflowing with flowing light, a series of shadows actually rushed out. As if they were real, these phantoms opened their mouths wide and pounced towards Wang Chen and the others.
The violent aura made it difficult for people to breathe.
"Damn it, not good! These are beast souls, real beast souls! "
"Bastard, Dragon Slaying Pavilion, how extravagant! They actually integrated real beast souls into the formation. These are all ancient beast souls! "
"Not good, retreat quickly!"
As the illusionary figures charged out, everyone's expression changed drastically as exclamations of shock rose and fell.
The situation was worse than they had imagined.
A real beast soul! It had to be said that this was a huge move.
The Dragon Trapping Formation was an extremely powerful formation that could trap even Heavenly Gods. This was something that everyone had experienced before.
Their combined attack was actually unable to break the Dragon Trapping Formation's entrapment. ‘
And now, they had even released real beast souls to fight. Thinking about it, each of these beast souls must have been collected by the Dragon Slaying Pavilion over many years, right?
Hundreds and thousands of beast souls were probably the accumulation of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion over thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
This was enough to show how extravagant the Dragon Slaying Pavilion was this time.
"Ah … No … Save me!"
As everyone's expression changed, a series of miserable cries could be heard, causing everyone's hearts to fall to the bottom.
Rip …
Amidst the dull ripping sound, a heavily injured warrior could no longer hold on. Under the siege of several beast souls, his spirit was torn apart before he could extricate himself.
The dull ripping sound and miserable cries made everyone's hair stand on end.
"Bastard, get out of my way!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Chen and Yen Seung-yueh were also anxious.
Wu Qingxue, who was beside them, became extremely weak at this moment. Wang Chen and Yen Seung-yueh quickly stood beside Wu Qingxue.
"Hua …"
It was unknown when Wang Chen had condensed a Yuan Power weapon in his hand, but he suddenly slashed it forward!
Sword light burst forth, sword energy whistled.
As the sword slashed down, it was as if thousands of soldiers and horses had descended.
Rip …
Rip …
A series of ripping sounds could be heard.
A beast soul that was pouncing towards Wang Chen was forcefully forced back.
The battlefield was completely in chaos.
Groups of demons danced, and beast souls wreaked havoc.
This was a chaotic battle.
Figures flashed, Wang Chen, Yen Seung-yueh, and even Wu Qingxue, the three of them were exhausted from defending and were gradually suppressed.
"Hahaha … Give up. All of you give up. Haha … No one can resist it. All of you will die! "
Watching this scene from afar, Gao Zhan's eyes flickered as he sneered.
Dragon Trapping Formation? It did not just trap the people in the formation. If that was the case, this Dragon Trapping Formation, which was unique to Dragon Slaying Pavilion, would not be a top formation.
The Dragon Trapping Formation not only trapped the people in the formation, but also the spirits within the formation.
There were beast souls and spirits.
This was the accumulation of Dragon Slaying Pavilion over tens of thousands of years.
With each successive generation, the Dragon Trapping Formation continued to strengthen itself. At this point, even a Heavenly God would die within the Dragon Trapping Formation.
Gao Zhan was extremely confident of this.
Hearing the waves of screams coming from ahead, looking at the spirits dancing in the sky, Gao Zhan's cold smile became more and more intense.
He was even prepared to attack.
Everyone had to die.
If any of these people escaped, they would bring endless trouble to Dragon Slaying Pavilion!
However, there were three people who did not need to die now.
Wang Chen, Wu Qingxue, and Yen Seung-yueh.
They were people that Gao Zhan had his eyes on. Gao Zhan wanted to strip more benefits from them.
Narrowing his eyes, Gao Zhan waited quietly.
…
Pfft …
In the arena, a mouthful of blood was spat out. Wang Chen and Yen Seung-yueh retreated at the same time.
"What a powerful formation. If this goes on, we will die!"
Yen Seung-yueh's face was pale. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice.
Resist?
They could not resist anymore.
The spirits and beast souls were all extremely powerful! The owners of these Divine Souls and Beast Souls were probably peak experts when they were alive.
Even though they had turned into spirits and beast souls, they were still powerful.
Thousands of spirits and beast souls were flying out. It was a disaster. They could not resist at all.
Especially now, because of the loss of blood, blood essence, and injuries to Wang Chen and the rest, how could they resist? If they were at their peak, they could still hold on. But now, it was extremely difficult to hold on for even a moment.
In the arena, experts were falling one after another.
In a short period of time, more than half of the remaining twenty people had been lost. Now, there were only about ten people who could stand and continue to fight. These people were either in imminent danger or retreating in defeat.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before they were all wiped out.
Yen Seung-yueh's face was extremely ugly. The Dragon Slaying Pavilion indeed had countless years of accumulation. This Dragon Trapping Formation had really forced everyone into a dead end.
Today, they were likely to die here.
"Ten Thousand Ghost Token!"
Hearing Yen Seung-yueh's words, Wang Chen's face became extremely gloomy.
Despair?
No! Wang Chen would not accept such an outcome.
As long as there was one breath left, hope would not be extinguished.
The alarm clock's faith became more and more firm.
Other than being strong, other than resisting, there was no other choice.
Ten Thousand Ghost Token …
Wang Chen had already summoned his doppelganger.
At this moment, if there was still hope for the Ten Thousand Ghost Token, this hope would definitely be tied to the Ten Thousand Ghost Token.
Wu wu wu wu …
When the Ten Thousand Ghost Token was taken out, the heavens and earth darkened, and the sky seemed to turn pitch-black in an instant.
God knows how many evil spirits were released by Wang Chen.
Using offense against offense, this was the only way.
Within the Ten Thousand Ghost Token, countless evil spirits were gathered. This was the only capital that Wang Chen had now.
Ghostly wails and wolf howls.
As the Ten Thousand Ghost Token was taken out, countless evil spirits whizzed out. The heavens and earth darkened, dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed.
Rip …
Rip …
This time, the battle became even more frenzied.
A series of tearing sounds could be heard.
This was a frenzied battle.
One hundred thousand evil spirits against countless beast souls and divine souls.
Light and shadow intertwined, and the massacre was endless!
Screams, roars, and angry roars could be heard continuously.
Wang Chen's face was pale, and he clenched his teeth. He and his doppelganger worked together to continuously inject energy into the Ten Thousand Ghost Token, making a final resistance.
Puff puff puff …
However, how long could this kind of resistance last?
There were many evil spirits within the Ten Thousand Ghost Token, but their strength was on a completely different level.
Forcefully supporting the Ten Thousand Ghost Token, Wang Chen's divine soul suffered another heavy injury.
Wang Chen's body trembled violently as he kept spitting out blood from his mouth.
Beside him, Yen Seung-yueh and Wu Qingxue's situation was not any better.
Death?
A thought finally flashed in Wang Chen's alarm clock.
It was as if the world had suddenly stopped.
Facing the Ninth Young Master's attack, Wang Chen escaped. Facing the First Young Master's demonic transformation, Wang Chen escaped. Facing Gao Zhan's pursuit? Wang Chen managed to escape from a desperate situation. Facing the devouring of the red light ball? Wu Qingxue could help!
But now?
But now, there was no other way.
Yen Seung-yueh was here, and so was Wu Qingxue.
Those who could help him were here.
They were finished.
Boom …
Accompanied by a loud explosion, Wang Chen's figure suddenly trembled, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. The Ten Thousand Ghost Token in his hand also dimmed.
His last trace of hope was ruthlessly crushed.
"No …"
The pale Wang Chen let out an indignant roar.
Looking at the endless beast souls whizzing over, his pupils constricted.
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