Instantly Defeating Yu Yuanzhen

The people at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who were originally filled with righteous indignation and ready to move, including Yu Yuanzhen himself, all fell silent instantly after seeing the nine Spirit Rings slowly rising under Fu Shiyan's feet and finally fully revealed, and the noise and roar stopped abruptly, as if a giant hand was strangling their throats!

Countless eyes were staring at the black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red Soul Ring Configuration, and their minds went blank.

Especially the four bright red Spirit Rings, which exuded soul-thrilling pressure, hung around Fu Shiyan like four blood moons, subverting their lifelong understanding of Soul Master's cultivation!

Yu Yuanzhen The violent momentum that had just risen to its peak, as well as the giant dragon body that was as huge as a mountain, Entanglement Destruction zZZZ Destruction Thundered, were all uncontrollably slightly stagnant at this moment!

For the first time, unbelievable shock appeared in the dragon's eyes.

"Hiss--!"

A sound of gasping air echoed through the dead silent crowd like a tide.

Immediately, there was an uncontrollable uproar, full of shock and fear!

"The first ring of ten thousand... ten thousand years?!"

"The beginning of... the sixth ring is... one hundred thousand years?!"

"False! This must be an illusion! How could there be such a Soul Ring Configuration!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Douluo Continent Never happened in history!"

"That pressure... is real! The pressure of the red Spirit Ring... is a hundred times more terrifying than the strongest 90,000-year-old Spirit Ring I have ever seen!"

As for Yu Yuanzhen, his face became even stiffer for several breaths.

As a level 96 Titled Douluo, his perception is much sharper than that of his disciples.

He clearly felt that the four red Spirit Ring contained the real Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring aura! This was definitely not an illusion or disguise!

His huge dragon head lowered slightly, the anger in the dragon's eyes was replaced by unprecedented solemnity, and a dull thunderous voice came out from the dragon's mouth with difficulty:

"I didn't expect...Fu Shiyan, you... you are already Titled Douluo at just this age! And you even have... such a heaven-defying Spirit Ring!"

With a hint of dryness in his voice, he continued:

"Everyone in the world has underestimated you... and even more underestimated the heritage of the so-called hidden family of 'Beichen Fu Clan'!"

Having said that, the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

As the leader of the No. 1 Beast Martial Soul sect in the world, he was scared away by his opponent Spirit Ring in front of his own mountain gate?

Then Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be completely reduced to a laughing stock, which will be even more humiliating than defeat!

The decisive flame rekindled in the dragon's eyes, Yu Yuanzhen roared:

"But! Don't underestimate Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Don't underestimate me either!!!"

Having said that, he suppressed the Jingtao panic in his heart, and the huge thunder dragon body burst out with even more dazzling electric light, carrying a huge force, like a falling blue thunder star, and rushed straight towards Fu Shiyan!

The dragon's claws tore through the air, causing a shrill scream and Destruction's thunder net!

At this moment, he has been held in the flames of the sect's honor and disgrace. If he doesn't want to fight, he must fight!

But Fu Shiyan, facing this overwhelming dragon charge, did not panic, and there was not even the slightest wave in his eyes.

He just stood there quietly, and when Thunder Dragon Claw was about to come, a faint cyan light flashed across his eyes.

"First Spirit Skill, Aoki's Binding·Ding."

As his calm voice sounded, Yu Yuanzhen's menacing and huge dragon body suddenly stopped in its sprinting action!

Countless hair-thin cyan energy threads, imperceptible to the naked eye, had already covered the trajectory of his charge. At this moment, they suddenly tightened, trapping his huge dragon body and waving sharp claws in mid-air!

Long Yuan was shocked and angry, and struggled hard. The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the thunder tried to break these strange threads, but found that they were extremely flexible and had a strange devouring property, and they were constantly absorbing his Soul Power to strengthen themselves!

Immediately afterwards, the cyan halo containing endless vitality around Fu Shiyan rippled slightly.

"Field technology, Return of All Spirits to Nothingness."

An invisible but vast and majestic wave, centered on Fu Shiyan, spread out silently.

The imprisoned Yu Yuanzhen was the first to bear the brunt! He only felt that the violent thunder power around him, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, quickly melted and subsided, and even the huge Soul Power foundation on which Dragon Transformation's form relied began to shake and collapse!

"Boom--!!"

Yu Yuanzhen's huge dragon body was like being hit by an invisible giant hammer. It flew out uncontrollably, drew an awkward arc in the air, and landed heavily on the mountain wall hundreds of meters away, causing the ground to shake and rocks to roll.

Before he could recover from the dizziness and power disorder caused by the impact, Fu Shiyan's right hand had been gently raised in the direction of his fall.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Martial Soul Avatar·Creation Azure Sky Tree."

"Derivative technology, Spirit-Devouring Ancient Vine."

The ground shook violently. Next to the deep pit created by Yu Yuanzhen, a huge ancient tree, whose entire body was made of blue divine gold and whose crown covered the sky and sun, broke out of the ground and grew into shape in an instant!

Countless thick green vines, like the tentacles of a giant dragon, sprang out from the trunk and roots of the tree, accurately Entanglement on top of Yu Yuanzhen before completely lifting Dragon Transformation's body, tied him tightly from head to tail, dragged him off the ground, and hung him under the ancient tree.

What's even more terrifying is that these vines carry a devouring power that is a hundred times stronger than the previous "Aoki Binding"!

Yu Yuanzhen was horrified to find that Soul Power in his body was being forcibly extracted and swallowed by these strange vines at the speed of a river bursting its banks!

No matter how he roared and struggled, or even tried to inspire the thunder again, it only accelerated the loss of Soul Power.

"No... impossible! Let me go!!" Yu Yuanzhen's roar became weaker and weaker, and Dragon Transformation's form quickly faded and returned to human form.

His face is as pale as paper, his eye sockets are sunken, his muscles are atrophied, and his breath is extremely weak. How can he still have half of the majesty of Beast Martial Soul, the No. 1 master in the world?

On the other side, the rest of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already been defeated.

Yu Luomian and other Soul Douluo level elders just wanted to rescue the sect leader or attack Fu Shiyan, but Fu Ze, Fu Qing and others were as close as Gui Mei. They easily suppressed and subdued Soul Power with an absolute strength gap.

Tang San, Dai Tianyu, Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun and others were like tigers rushing into the flock, knocking down and controlling those elite disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who tried to form a formation to resist or flee in all directions.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, and the battle is almost a one-sided crushing.

A conflict that was supposed to be earth-shattering and evenly matched ended at such an incredible speed, almost like a child's play!

From Yu Tianheng's violent attack, to Yu Yuanzhen being sucked dry by Spirit-Devouring Ancient Vine and Soul Power hanging in public, the whole process only took half a cup of tea!

Immediately, the subdued Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Luomian and other core senior executives of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were escorted in front of Fu Shiyan by Fu Ze and others. They Soul Power were banned and looked downcast.

Fu Shiyan glanced at them calmly, without the pride of a winner or deliberate humiliation.

He calmly took out an extremely strange-looking hexagonal object from his arms, neither gold nor wood, with a surface as lustrous as mercury.

The hexagonal instrument shone slightly in his palm, and was immediately thrown into the air.

I saw it rapidly enlarged and expanded during flight, and its structure deformed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant hexagonal three-dimensional frame nearly ten meters high with complex space runes flashing around its edges, standing firmly on the ground.