Faced with several imposing dragon spirits of law, Lu Xiaotian still had not recovered from the attack just now.
However, Lu Xiaotian had not yet been forced into a desperate situation. With a sweep of his claw, he summoned the eighteen puppet war figures one after another. At the same time, the essence of the original stone successfully melded into them. The eighteen puppet war figures, which had originally been somewhat damaged, immediately erupted with mighty power. Long blades slashed out one after another, their chilling radiance directly catching the descending dragon spirits of law. The commotion caused by the collision between the formation of laws and the various dragon spirits of law was even greater than Lu Xiaotian had expected.
After unleashing more than a dozen slashes in succession, the bodies of the eighteen puppet war figures crumbled away one by one. However, the dragon spirits of law in the void also completely dissipated. The eighteen puppet war figures that had accompanied Lu Xiaotian for so long and resolved crisis after crisis for him no longer existed.
The Nine Capitals Dragon King was in dire straits. His immense bone-dragon body had already been cleaved in two by Venerable Dragonbinder. Despite suffering blow after blow, the Nine Capitals Dragon King still had not forgotten to draw upon his necromantic dragon aura to conceal Lu Xiaotian's side.
Boom, boom! As things continued, the powerful dragon spirits of law surged into the Fangtian Halberd one after another, and the entire halberd trembled violently.
Lu Xiaotian's expression shifted slightly. It seemed that this heavenly calamity did not merely want to destroy him—the dragon totem had also become its target.
Lu Xiaotian beckoned the Fangtian Halberd over. Within it, he sensed an immense will to survive, the condensation and fusion of the wills of