thefictionvixens Chapter 138
Chapter 138
On the battlefield dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhou Zilong and Yang Fu's figures stood opposite each other like two towering mountains. The air around them became distorted by the terrifying energy surging in their bodies. Sweat slid down their foreheads, dripped onto the dry ground, and evaporated instantly, leaving a faint trace, witnessing the fierceness and cruelty of this battle.
Zhou Zilong knew that he could not hold on for too long with his current physical strength, so he closed his eyes and silently recited the formula in his heart. The space around his body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. A tiny crack quietly appeared in front of him. He reached in and took out a crystal clear fairy bean that exuded a faint fairy spirit.
As the fairy bean entered his mouth, a warm and powerful force instantly spread throughout Zhou Zilong's body. His fatigue and pain seemed to be washed away by a clear spring. His eyes glowed brightly again, and his momentum instantly climbed to the peak.
On the other side, Yang Fu saw this and sneered. He was not panicked. He quickly issued an order in his mind. The system interface flashed by, and then a bottle of potion emitting a faint purple light appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he raised his head and drank it all. The power surging in his body was instantly replenished, and even had a tendency to surpass the previous one.
The physical strength of both sides recovered, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger. They all knew that the next moment would be the key to determine the outcome.
Yang Fu took a deep breath and quickly formed seals with his hands. The purple lightning surrounding his body became more and more violent, and finally gathered into an extremely thick purple lightning shock wave, like a purple dragon, with the power to tear the world apart, roaring towards Zhou Zilong.
Facing this devastating blow, Zhou Zilong did not retreat. He closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he had merged with the world. The golden aura on his body surged and turned into a dazzling golden sea. He took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and then suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a dragon roar that shook the earth. The sound contained endless majesty and power, as if a real dragon god was roaring.
As the dragon roar fell, a golden dragon-shaped qigong wave gushed out from Zhou Zilong's palm. It circled into the air, with a realistic shape and clearly visible scales. Each scale was shining with dazzling light, like a living golden dragon, rushing straight into the sky and colliding head-on with Yang Fu's purple thunder shock wave.
Two completely different energies collided violently in the air, bursting out dazzling light, illuminating the entire sky with colorful colors. At first, the two were evenly matched, and the purple lightning and golden dragon scales intertwined in the air, making a deafening roar. However, as time went on, Zhou Zilong's dragon-shaped qigong wave gradually showed its unique devouring power.
The golden dragon-shaped qigong wave seemed to have life, constantly devouring the surrounding purple lightning and transforming it into its own power. Although the purple lightning shock wave was fierce, it seemed to be getting weaker and weaker under the devouring of the dragon-shaped qigong wave, and the light gradually dimmed.
Five minutes may be just a flick of a finger for bystanders, but for the two people on the battlefield, it is a contest of life and death, a contest of will and strength. Finally, the balance of victory and defeat was completely tilted. The dragon-shaped qigong wave was like a wild horse that had broken free from the impact of the purple lightning, and came straight to Yang Fu with unstoppable power.
"Zhou Zilong, next time I will definitely get back the account of this failure." Facing this unmatched blow, Yang Fu knew that he was powerless. A strong desire to survive surged in his heart. He immediately let his system deduct a large number of points, activated the emergency transmission function, and prepared to flee the scene. With a flash of light, his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only an unwilling roar.
"Damn it, why! Why can't I beat Zhou Zilong!" After returning to Fred Planet, Yang Fu roared in a low voice with a tremor in his voice. It was despair of his own limit and deep fear of his old enemy. Yang Fu clenched his fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, and blood dripped through his fingers, but it did not relieve his inner pain and anger at all.
"Yang Fu, we should make a break today!" Zhou Zilong's voice appeared beside Yang Fu's ears.
Knowing that the longer he delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for him, Zhou Zilong, who was ready to wipe out the root of the problem, had already informed the North King before the battle began, asking him to use the power of the King of the Worlds to keep an eye on Yang Fu's movements. Therefore, when Yang Fu just returned to Fred Planet, the North King immediately passed the coordinates to Zhou Zilong. Zhou Zilong did not hesitate at all and immediately started teleportation and chased after him.
Zhou Zilong knew that Yang Fu was cunning and changeable. He was still frightened by his last escape. In order to prevent history from repeating itself, he decided to use his most mysterious and powerful ability - space control. He closed his eyes and stared at Yang Fu.God, slowly raised his hands, as if talking to the invisible laws of the universe. With his low shout, the space around the entire Fred planet began to twist and fold, and finally formed a huge, airtight space cage. This cage not only blocked all exits, but also subtly adjusted the flow of time, making everything inside seem abnormally slow.
"Huh, do you think you can trap me like this?" Seeing this, Yang Fu's eyes flashed a fierceness, but it was soon replaced by despair. He tried to use various means to impact the space cage, but without exception, they were like a drop in the ocean and had no effect.
Realizing that he had no way to escape, Yang Fu's eyes flashed a madness. He decided to take the most extreme means-self-destruction. As a cosmic powerhouse who mastered powerful energy, his self-destruction was enough to destroy the entire Fred planet and even affect the surrounding galaxies. However, how could Zhou Zilong let him succeed?
Just as Yang Fu was about to detonate the energy in his body, Zhou Zilong quickly constructed several layers of space barriers, which formed an indestructible protective net. These barriers not only blocked the energy leakage of Yang Fu's self-destruction, but also gradually weakened the power in his body, making his self-destruction plan come to nothing.
Faced with Yang Fu's complete despair, Zhou Zilong did not hesitate at all. He began to gather all his strength and prepared to give this old enemy a final blow. He was surrounded by brilliant light, which was the embodiment of the law of destruction. Every ray of light contained enough power to destroy the stars.
"Goodbye, Yang Fu." Zhou Zilong whispered, and then released the energy ball containing the law of destruction. The energy ball drew a gorgeous trajectory in the air and went straight to Yang Fu. Although Yang Fu tried his best to resist, his defense was like paper and collapsed in an instant under Zhou Zilong's precise and deadly attack.
The next twenty minutes became the last countdown of Yang Fu's life. Every collision of the energy balls was accompanied by the loss of his vitality. His figure gradually blurred and his strength quickly dissipated. Finally, in a deafening explosion, Yang Fu completely turned into nothingness, and his soul could not escape the fate of destruction.
Just when Zhou Zilong thought that everything was finally settled, an unexpected change happened. Where Yang Fu disappeared, a small object with a black skull logo slowly rose up. It emitted a faint light, as if it had its own consciousness. The air was filled with a heart-pounding ominous atmosphere, and the whole space changed color.
"You hateful guy, I should have been reborn again in another two years, but now you have destroyed it. I want you to die!" The skull suddenly spoke, his voice was cold and vicious, full of deep hatred for Zhou Zilong.
Zhou Zilong frowned, as he realized that this skull was no ordinary thing. It might be some kind of curse or backup plan left by Yang Fu. He quickly mobilized the energy in his body to prepare for possible crises.