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Chapter 1815: Dharma body dispatched

Take his life while he is sick!

Yang Kai and Guizu were so smart, how could they miss such a great opportunity? They immediately used their despicable means to bombard the purple dragon with a sharp decline.

Countless moon blades flew together, and a large number of ghost heads rushed to attack, completely swallowing the place where the purple dragon was.

From there, there was a violent collision of energy.

Yang Kai and Guizu stared at the front without blinking, and their faces gradually became solemn.

After a while, the shocking movement gradually dissipated, and the figure of Zilong also appeared again.

At this moment, the Master Zixing looked quite weak, as if he was seriously injured in his vitality. He looked extremely embarrassed, but he had no worries about his life, because at some point, a purple-red armor appeared on his body!

The armor halo flowed, emitting extremely strong waves of secret treasures, and it was obvious that it was nothing.

The armor that can withstand the joint attack between Yang Kai and Guizu is at least at the same time as the mid-level virtual level!

This level of defense secret treasure is rare in the entire star field, and it can be said to be priceless. For example, the Emperor's Bell of Kong Fa is just a low-level defensive secret treasure of virtual level. Compared with the value of this armor of Zilong, it can be said to be a world of difference.

Although he had no worries about his life, the purple-red armor also cracked many gaps, and a look of distress flashed in the purple dragon's eyes.

This purple-red armor is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by their purple star. Each generation of purple star owners will keep it in person. After tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, it has witnessed the evolution of history and the countless ups and downs of purple star.

But today, it was damaged and even more serious.

This armor is a secret treasure left over from ancient times. With the methods of today's weapon refiners and materials that can be found, it is impossible to repair it. How can Zilong not be sad?

However, Zilong's mind was much clearer after being attacked. He was angry that his son was killed just now. So he rushed over to his head with a passion, and he was determined to kill Yang Kai to take revenge, but he miscalculated the situation, which led to his great losses.

Now he understood that he could not kill Yang Kai by his own strength alone.

Not to mention that Yang Kai is proficient in space power and can escape if he can't beat him. Just saying that the Ghost Ancestor and Yang Kai join forces are enough to suppress him. If you don't have a bad life, you will have to be thrown here.

So the purple dragon has already developed a desire to retreat.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Anyway, his son's soul has been taken into the Soul-Stationing Bowl. After returning to Zixing, he can reshape his body by collecting all the materials. At that time, he will mobilize the entire Zixing power to encircle Yang Kai!

As soon as he thought of this, Zilong took a deep breath and said coldly: "Boy, I hope you can still be so rampant next time you and I will meet again!"

"I want to leave?" The Ghost Ancestor's expression changed, "I'm delusional!"

While speaking, the sound of ghost howlings on the Ten Thousand Soul Banners came out and turned into a dark curtain to cover the purple dragon.

"I want to leave, no one can stop you!" Zilong's face did not change, and he pinched his magic tricks in his hand, and his whole person turned into a purple rainbow. In an instant, he broke through the cover of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and shot towards the depths of the star field.

Yang Kai looked at the direction of his escape and raised his eyebrows. A gloating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!
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