The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1637 - 1633 Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1633 Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon

Shen Luo saw that all the flying swords were about to be taken and suppressed by the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower, when suddenly, a slender golden light shot out from his sleeve and struck the towering tower in midair with unsurpassed swiftness.

"Treasure Coin..." Yan Lie muttered in a low voice.

Almost instantly, the brilliance of the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower dimmed, the Xuanhuo Black Dragon emerging from its base quickly retracted, and the tower itself shrank at high speed, returning to a height of about one foot before falling from midair.

The eleven Pure-Yang Flying Swords regained their freedom and once again charged towards Yan Lie.

Knowing that the Dustless Fan could not withstand the Pure-Yang Flying Swords, Yan Lie had no choice but to summon the Azure Sky Ink Stone. However, he hesitated, worrying it would be knocked down by the Treasure Coin again, losing the initiative in that moment of hesitation.

By the time he raised the Azure Sky Ink Stone to form a small mountain in front of him, a figure had already passed beneath the ink platform and arrived in front of him.

Shen Luo leaped into the air, his Profound Yellow Staff spinning into a full moon, followed by a shadow of the Splashy Chaotic Stick that solidified into a massive golden stick shadow, smashing down onto Yan Lie’s head.

The golden stick shadow stirred up the wind and clouds, with an overwhelming celestial might crushing down, and Yan Lie was in such a panic that he had absolutely no way to defend himself.

Just as Shen Luo’s stick was about to smash down, a blast of black mist suddenly rose in front of Yan Lie, with a tall figure swiftly emerging from it, holding aloft a massive round shield to protect Yan Lie’s head.

The golden stick shadow slammed down with a thunderous roar that shook the heavens!

The round shield was bombarded by the tremendous force, vibrating incessantly, and its surface burst into black light, revealing a twisted and deformed beast head sculpture that had been smashed.

The golden stick shadow also burst apart, turning into a scattering of stars and fading away.

Shen Luo stood in the air, his gaze piercing through the dust to see that another person had appeared, clad in a full-body set of strange black Armor that reflected a metallic gloss, his figure resembling a Buddhist Vajra, with several thick arms raising behind him, each holding various different weapons.

"Six-Armed Heavenly Dragon?"

Shen Luo felt a sense of déjà vu, but upon closer inspection, he found something amiss; the person in the black Armor actually had eight arms.

Moreover, in his eight hands, apart from holding a Treasure Vase, Golden Bell, giant sword, Giant Hammer, Shield, and Chain, he also held a Silver Mirror and a Metal Umbrella.

However, just like the Six-Armed Heavenly Dragon, the Armor’s ferocious dragon head, with its two Crimson Dragon Eyes that seemed alive, also exuded a terrifying ferocity.

"Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon?" Shen Luo asked aloud.

"Correct, you have some discernment. To die under this Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon Armor, you can consider it a worthy death," a voice came from within the Black Armor, and it was none other than Che Qingtian.

Shen Luo felt slightly uneasy in his heart, sensing something familiar about this statement.

He didn’t say much more, silently taking out two Elixirs to consume, holding the Profound Yellow Staff in one hand, the other hand resting behind his back, with the eleven Pure-Yang Flying Swords floating in formation behind him.

Che Qingtian, clad in Black Armor with Dragon Eyes that flashed with a blood light, turned one of his eight arms. The Silver Mirror he held suddenly emitted a silver light as bright as day, intensely brilliant.

The others around did not notice this beam of light, which seemed to be aimed solely at Shen Luo. Only he felt his eyes stimulated by the bright light, and by the time he thought to close his eyes, it was already too late.

In an instant, his vision was filled with blinding white light, his eyes searing with unbearable pain, leaving him unable to see anything.

At the same time, Shen Luo also realized that his Divine Sense had been injured, briefly losing its sensitivity, so he immediately retreated backward, relying on his judgment of his own position.

Regrettably, just as he moved, he immediately felt tightness around his body, as if he had been bound by something like a Chain.

Shen Luo quickly circulated the Great Unsealing Technique to heal his eyes, and after a few moments, his vision finally returned to normal.

At this moment, he finally saw a crimson chain already binding him at chest level, its other end extending to one of the hands of the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon.

With a fierce tug from the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon, an immense force dragged him flying toward it.

In the face of this, a black giant hammer smashed down from above, imbued with a surge of black light that revealed a bear spirit about a zhang tall with an immensely terrifying True Immortal aura, poised to strike with its paws.

Despite being a blunt weapon, the black giant hammer tore rifts through the void as it descended in an instant.

At the thought, Shen Luo mobilized his eleven Pure-Yang Flying Swords in unison to shoot up into the sky, with a Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit leading several Golden Crow Sword Spirits, all enveloped in blazing red flames to meet the oncoming threat.

"Boom"

The explosive boom echoed through the void. Although the bear spirit’s strength was terrifying, it was not a match for the combined strike of the sword spirits, and the black giant hammer was sent flying back upon impact.

At the point of contact between the hammer and the swords, the area was scorched a glowing red by the flames.

"Hah." At this moment, a loud shout erupted from Shen Luo’s mouth.

His body was engulfed in a burst of golden demonic Qi as the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Divine Power activated instantly, with golden scaled devil armor materializing around him as a tremendously powerful aura exploded forth.

With a "bang," the chains encircling his body broke apart in response.

Shen Luo pushed forward with his long stick in hand, ready to pursue, when once again a piercing white light flickered, aiming for his eyes.

This time, he was prepared; he blocked it with his forearm, not giving the white light any chance to reach him.

But immediately following, a dark red glint suddenly descended from the sky, shining upon Shen Luo.

Shen Luo instantly felt an indescribable heavy pressure descending from above, causing his shoulders to sink and his legs to stiffen as if filled with lead, cracking the stone slabs of the earth underfoot as he sank three feet into the ground.

Struggling, he looked up only to see a metal umbrella with mountain silhouettes inscribed on it, connected to one another, forming a continuous mountain range looming above him.

"Try this on for size." Che Qingtian’s voice, full of laughter, came through.

In the next instant, the arm of the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon holding the giant sword swung down, a swath of black sword light instantly stretching a hundred feet, slashing toward Shen Luo.

Shen Luo focused and saw within the black light, a single-horned giant python spirit coiling above the sword light, with venomous fangs and a blood basin mouth surging towards him.

His eyes flashed with golden light and his body slightly bowed down; his left arm suddenly rose high, with surging Chiyou demonic Qi twining around, solidifying into a tremendous "Chiyou’s Fist."

Just as the sword light neared, the raised Chiyou’s Fist powerfully hammered down, targeting the ground fiercely.

"Boom" The ground shook with the sound!

Centered around Shen Luo, a violent shockwave spiraled outward, and except for the tiny area where Nie Caizhu was standing, the entire altar’s surface instantly shattered, with the resultant shockwave reaching a height of a hundred feet.

The black sword light, though not immediately disintegrating upon the impact of the shockwave, could no longer maintain its original trajectory and involuntarily veered off course.

Similarly, the metal umbrella suspended above, under the impact of this formidable force, wobbled uncontrollably from side to side, and the oppressive mountain force bearing down on Shen Luo became unstable as well.

When the dust settled, where was Shen Luo’s figure to be found beneath the umbrella?

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