Chapter 281: Finally, we have to fight When his cultivation level was not high at the beginning, Wang Nan was not sure about the strength of this light and shadow. He only knew that Xuan Zi seemed to be struggling a little under such light and shadow. From his current perspective, the power of this light and shadow only came from fragments after all, and it has not reached the true divine realm. Ye Xishui's strength as an Extreme Douluo is enough to deal with it. As the space crack opened, an evil aura dissipated, and the power of the Phoenix of Light in Ye Xishui's body also subsided. The aura of the Blood Demon Puppet behind him became stronger and stronger. Ye Guyi, who was standing by, felt the evil aura growing stronger here, and the golden flame on the sword in his hand became more and more dazzling. He just looked at the other people who had not taken action, and finally suppressed the urge to take action. The fragments of the throne contain the consciousness of the previous generation of Rakshasa God, which uses the remaining divine power to transform into light and shadow to protect itself. However, as an evil soul master, Ye Xishui's strength is also increasing under the influence of such power. The blood demon puppet behind him emitted a bloody light. Ye Xishui raised his hand and rushed over with an overwhelming momentum that was no less than that of the light and shadow. After several rounds, the purple light gradually dimmed and turned into a stream of light that penetrated into Ye Xishui's body. A layer of purple halo suddenly covered her body, even covering the light of the blood demon puppet behind her. "Tang San--"
A hoarse voice came out of Ye Xishui's mouth uncontrollably. "Xishui, how are you?" Long Xiaoyao's face changed when he heard that, and he hurriedly came to Ye Xishui. However, just as he was about to get closer, Ye Xishui suddenly raised his hand to stop him. After feeling it carefully for a moment, she frowned and looked up at Wang Nan. Looking at her appearance, others already understood what happened even without her saying anything. After getting another fragment of the God's Throne, Ye Xishui still did not sense the existence of the God Realm. Ye Xishui simply ignored everything else and continued to fly towards the next place covered in purple light. "enough." Just as Ye Xishui was looking for the next place where the fragments of the divine throne were hidden, Wang Nan suddenly blocked her way. He heard the voice from Ye Xishui's mouth very clearly. The two words "Tang San" might not be enough to attract the attention of other people, but thinking about the war between gods ten thousand years ago, Wang Nan felt that the fragment of the Rakshasa God's throne might not be that simple. "You want to stop me from becoming a god?" Perhaps influenced by the aura of Rakshasa God, Ye Xishui's face became extremely ferocious. The obsession of "becoming a god" was infinitely magnified in her mind. She had obviously been affected, but she herself was unaware of it. Wang Nan said no more. A golden light flashed in his hand and he swung the long stick out. However, what took the stick was a dragon claw covered with black scales. Long Xiaoyao has appeared in front of Wang Nan. The light on Ye Xishui behind him becomes increasingly brighter. The surrounding space cracks open, and a cone-shaped soul guide slowly appears. This soul guide was dark red in color. The moment it appeared, countless wails rang out, and the sky seemed to become a little darker in that instant. That is the ninth-level soul guide that made Ye Xishui famous—the Tower of Death. Wang Nan glanced at the Death Tower and frowned at the countless evil spirits surrounding it. The next moment, a white light shone from the top of the Death Tower, and the countless evil spirits disappeared. The next moment, a white light that was enough to cover the sun's rays rushed straight towards Wang Nan. Wang Nan's first soul ring lit up, his figure flashed continuously, and he disappeared from the spot. The light that passed through the air only hit the afterimage left by him. Just as he approached Ye Xishui and swung the Panlong stick in his hand again, Long Xiaoyao appeared again to stop him. "Oh, why are you doing this?" Wang Nan sighed.
"I don't care about right or wrong anymore. I owe her this." Long Xiaoyao also sighed, "Well, let me see how much you have grown in the past few years." As soon as the words came out, Long Xiaoyao stretched out his hand forward, and his black dragon claws swept across, tearing cracks in the air. The dark aura then attacked Wang Nan. This claw was an attack that completely integrated Long Xiaoyao's will, attributes and soul skills. As an Extreme Douluo, he no longer held back. Wang Nan raised the stick, golden light flowed, and the long stick connected with the dragon claw. But Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly when he looked at the stick. "Why didn't you use your full strength?" More than two years ago, Wang Nan had more than this kind of power with one stick. Now, more than two years have passed, and Long Xiaoyao doesn't believe that Wang Nan's strength has not improved but deteriorated. "I promised myself that I can't just use my full strength, but it's enough." Wang Nan's expression remained unchanged, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared on his wrists. Silk threads composed of golden light kept moving on his arms. When the light dissipated, a pair of arm armor appeared on his forearms, and the dragon scales carved on them were lifelike. The second soul ring shone, and Wang Nan's left arm also shone with light. The soul power surged, and the pair of arm armor on his arms suddenly seemed to come alive. The scales undulated slightly, and golden light burst out from the gaps between the scales. Long Xiaoyao only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and his body flew downwards uncontrollably. Wang Nan took a moment to glance at his arm, and secretly sighed at Huo Yuhao's talent for soul guides. Even if he had the Sun Moon Empire's humanoid soul guide as a reference, being able to design and produce a soul guide that fits him so well was not something that just anyone could do. After all, Long Xiaoyao was an Extreme Douluo. He stabilized his body with a slight swing of his soul power. When he looked up, Wang Nan's next stick was already coming towards him. When Wang Nan attacked, he did not have the same momentum as when he performed the Unyielding Stick Technique, but as the golden Panlong Stick continued to fall, Long Xiaoyao felt that he was controlled everywhere, and all his movements seemed to be seen through by Wang Nan. Every time the Panlong Stick was swung, it landed on the most uncomfortable part of him. Coupled with the power of Wang Nan's stick, although it seems that it does not have the momentum it had more than two years ago, it is undoubtedly more difficult to deal with. Another stick fell, and Long Xiaoyao finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. Looking up at the distance, the other people have surrounded Ye Xishui. Although there is the Death God Tower, this soul guide is obviously more suitable for long-range combat, and it does not have much advantage in close combat. "Alas." Long Xiaoyao sighed, "I have already reached the end of my life. Now I can die for her without any regrets." After saying this, he suddenly took all the aura in his body back into his body. Everything around him paused for a moment. The next moment, a terrifying aura burst out from him. A hint of red flashed across his face, and his originally white hair turned black again at this moment. The wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his youthful charm reappeared. (End of this chapter)