The sea of blood fell first.
The entire sky was dyed dark red.
Bone Pagoda plunged into the wasteland, and tens of thousands of bone spurs drilled into the ground, forcibly cutting off the connection between Li Zhengyang and Earth Vein.
The last one to fall is King Seal.
Boom!
The space of ten miles tightened at the same time.
The gravel around Li Zhengyang stopped in mid-air and was then crushed into powder.
He held Abyssfall Dragon Spear, his shoulders slightly heavy.
Kings and weapons intersect, trinity.
Town Blood Qi, seal space, absolutely Earth Vein.
There are royal weapons to suppress it inside, and there are heavy troops to block it outside.
The three Half-Step Emperor Rank commanders stood at the deepest part of the formation, never getting closer than 500 meters to Li Zhengyang from beginning to end.
After suffering the losses of the vanguard army, they learned wisely.
"Human Race."
The nine-wing commander in the center raised his hand and held down King Seal.
"No matter how strong you are, you are still just Martial Saint."
"Within the sealed boundary of the royal weapon, Blood Qi cannot be replenished, and the power of mind cannot be separated from the body. Twenty thousand Bloodwing Guard Army are consumed in turn, which is enough to grind you into withered bones."
Li Zhengyang raised his hand.
A Starfall Shuttle just flew three meters before being pushed down by the pressure of space.
Ding!
The shuttle hit the ground.
Upon seeing this, the right-wing commander excitedly unfolded the Bloodwing behind him.
"His telepathy is blocked!"
"Shrink the boundary and crush him!"
Twenty thousand Blood-Wing Demon-Humans activate Blood Qi at the same time.
The sea of blood rolled.
Bone Pagoda tremors.
The King Seal hanging high in the sky slowly sank.
The heavy pressure of space fell, and the wasteland beneath Li Zhengyang was crushed several feet down.
Black-Scaled Battle Armor made a continuous crisp sound, and several pieces of armor cracked.
Tactical Watch Quickly pop up data.
[External pressure continues to increase.]
[Psychic Power is suppressed.]
[Black-Scaled Battle Armor damage rate: 29%.]
[Estimated ultimate strength of the seal: Emperor Rank primary level.]
After confirming the data on the panel, Li Zhengyang released his fingers and let Dragon Spear hang by his side.
"Only Emperor Rank beginner?"
His tone was full of unabashed mockery. "Three Half-Step Emperor Ranks got together to create this kind of crap?"
The nine-wing commander did not respond at all, and the handprints of his hands changed, and he controlled King Seal to accelerate and smash it down.
In its eyes, dead people don't need to listen to nonsense.
Against the terrifying pressure of space, Li Zhengyang calmly moved his shoulders.
With a slight biting sound, the outer Black-Scaled Battle Armor suddenly opened to both sides, and the Prison Dragon Asura Armor that had been silent for a long time finally saw the light of day again!
[Prison Dragon Asura Armor permission unlock]
[Warning: This form will continue to consume the host Blood Qi]
[Current stabilization time: ninety seconds.]
"Ninety seconds?"
Li Zhengyang raised his head and looked across the sky Bloodwing, like looking down at ants.
"Enough!"
Boom!
A circle of dark red ripples spread out from the armor.
In just an instant, the space shackles that were pressing down on him were broken like rotten wood.
Immediately afterwards, violent air waves swept across the ground.
Within a hundred miles, tens of thousands of forest-white bone spurs actually shattered.
Before the demons could react, a dazzling bloody edge had risen from the ground and charged into the sky!
Tsk!
The rolling sea of blood that covered the sky and the sun was torn open with a kilometer long gap!
Prison Dragon Asura Armor is fully closed.
Li Zhengyang's figure is covered in dark red heavy armor, and the shoulder armor extends backward to form two rows of sharp bone blades.
In the center of the breastplate, a black dragon head slowly opened its eyes.
Roar!
The low dragon roar spread across the battlefield.
The bodies of the hundreds of Blood-Wing Demon-Humanss at the front froze, and the Blood Qis inside their bodies temporarily lost control.
The Nine Wings Commander's expression changed drastically, and he roared:
"Use the royal weapon at any cost! Lock his position!"
The three royal weapons erupted at the same time.
The space that was just torn apart was closed again.
Li Zhengyang ignored King Seal who was pressing down on his head, and his eyes instantly scanned the entire battle formation.
Bone Pagoda, King Seal, Blood Banner.
The three royal weapons appear to be a trinity, but their actual pressure is uneven.
Two of the nine-wing commanders were able to do it with ease, but the eight-wing commander who was responsible for maintaining Blood Banner would have imaginary Blood Qi fluctuations coming from his chest every time he moved the flag.
Not strong enough to suppress the formation.
It is the weakest.
Li Zhengyang grinned.
"It's just you."
A biting chill suddenly rose up in the heart of the Eight-Wing Commander.
It didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but its survival instinct made it shoot backwards crazily.
"Protect the formation! Get in front of me!"
Thousands of Blood-Wing Demon-Humans moved sideways and immediately stood in front of it.
Li Zhengyang took a step forward, but his body remained in place.
"No, that's an afterimage!" Commander Nine Wings noticed something unusual and exclaimed.
Bang!
With a dull air explosion, the ground where Li Zhengyang was standing suddenly collapsed, and he himself had long since disappeared without a trace.
The space in front of the Eight-Wing Commander suddenly split open, and a large hand covered with dark red armor poked out from it.
It was so fast that it only had time to block Blood Banner in front of its chest.
Li Zhengyang exerted force in his palm and grabbed the flagpole.
Click!
The royal flagpole is bent.
The eight-wing commander's tiger's mouth exploded, and Blood Banner was released instantly.
"Give me back my royal weapon!"
It flapped its wings and retreated violently.
Li Zhengyang conveniently added Blood Banner to Tactical Space.
"You entered my pocket and you still want to go back?"
"If you have the ability, come and get it yourself!"
The eight-wing commander let out a shrill scream, and his desire to survive completely exploded at this moment.
The edges of the eight pieces of Bloodwing behind him lit up with blood, turning into eight huge mountain-cutting blades, and at the same time they twisted towards Li Zhengyang's neck with the force of splitting the mountain.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Fire bursts.
The violent continuous slashes left only a few shallow marks on Asura Armor.
Li Zhengyang let the attack fall and stretched out both hands at the same time.
With his arms flaring, left and right, he actually locked the fallen Bloodwing giant blade in the air at the same time, unable to make any further progress!
The Eight Wings Commander finally realized what he was going to do.
"Let go!"
It drives Demonic Core crazy.
Bloody light rushed into Li Zhengyang's palm, but was swallowed up by the armor on his body.
Li Zhengyang took a step forward and smashed its breastplate with his knee.
Amidst the sound of bones cracking, the muscles of his arms flexed and force was exerted on both sides.
"Wings delivered to your door yourself." Li Zhengyang sneered coldly, "Not packing it up is a bit unjustifiable."
Stab!
Eight pieces of Bloodwing were uprooted!
Black blood spilled into the sky.
The Eight-Wing Commander raised his head and screamed, half of his back was covered in blood and flesh, and his internal organs and white bones were clearly visible.
The power to maintain the blood sea was interrupted on the spot.
The dark red wave in the sky quickly dissipated.
The long-lost sunshine falls back into the wilderness.
"No!"
The commander of the Eight Wings still wants to escape.
Li Zhengyang grabbed the two broken wings and dragged them back in front of him.
Headbutt!
Bang!
The face of the Eight-Winged Commander collapsed.
Li Zhengyang let go of the broken wing and punched it through its abdomen.
Ninth-Rank Martial Artist Blood Qi is poured into the body, shattering all the bones, but avoiding Demonic Core in the center of the chest.
The Eight Wings Commander lowered his head, black blood pouring out of his mouth.
"Royal Court... I won't let you go..."
"Really?"
Li Zhengyang's palm has reached up into its chest, grabbing the hot Demonic Core.
Poof!
One Half-Step Emperor Rank Demonic Core was completely removed.
The corpse of the Eight Wing Commander fell from the sky.
Blood Banner lost its owner.
A corner of the three-weapon seal collapsed on the spot.
Twenty thousand Bloodwing Guard Army retreated at the same time.
They looked at the Demonic Core in Li Zhengyang's hand, and then at the body that had lost its wings. Not one of the twelve military formations dared to move forward to fill their positions.
The two remaining nine-wing commanders looked at each other and saw the madness in each other's eyes.
"Burn the blood of the king!"
The two commanders roared at the same time, piercing their chests with sharp claws and clawing at Demonic Core.
Li Zhengyang put away the loot, and the bone blade behind Prison Dragon Asura Armor unfolded.
"Want to fight hard?"
"Have you asked me?"
He was just about to Dragon Roaming Heaven again.
Above the nine heavens, a cold snort came.
Li Zhengyang felt his whole body tighten, and Ninth-Rank Martial Artist Blood Qi, who was being violently washed inside his body, seemed to have hit an invisible wall of sighs, being pressed down on his limbs and unable to move at all!
The next moment.
The violent wind suddenly subsided, and the lightning stopped.
A hundred miles away, they were welded to death in this second.