Control The World Chapter 176

After causing such a commotion, the Spirit Stage powerhouses from the Dragon Palace started to make their moves.

The green dragon turtle revealed its horn, the turtle sh.e.l.l behind it s.h.i.+ned with a green light, a mysterious ripple came from its back, Ning Wufeng suddenly felt as if he was being held back by a strong resistance.

He paused for a second, and then the dragon clan warriors walked up to him.

Behind him was a group of deep coral. The light was extremely dim and indistinct, making it hard to see clearly. Ning Wufeng released his soul consciousness, and it was as if his soul consciousness went into the abyss and couldn't find anything.

On a large limestone tablet, there were four b.l.o.o.d.y characters: "The living enter, die!"

"Die!" A murderous aura gushed forth, causing everyone to feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Ning Wufeng was shocked.

At this moment, the people from the Dragon Palace had already surrounded them.

His left hand held the Ethereal Opening flute, while his right hand held the World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear. The spear light was constantly being absorbed. A faint trace of blood leaked out from the tip of the spear, quickly being absorbed.

Was he going to fight to the death here today? It wasn't easy to find the Ethereal Opening flute. Sin City could be saved, but he was trapped inside.

The Sixth Young Master of the Dragon clan laughed as he stepped forward and sized Ning Wufeng up and down, "Run, you brat! Run!"

His gaze was filled with disdain.

What was behind him?

Dragon clan forbidden area!

Whoever enters will die!

"Sixth Prince Long, are you really going to kill everyone?" Ning Wufeng's eyes darkened.

There were countless of shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the opposite side of the Dragon Palace. Furthermore, there were four Spirit Stage cultivators like the Dragon Turtle and so on. They were truly amazing.

"Exterminate all of them?" Prince Long Liu scoffed. "Against you, I alone am enough."

His body moved and took out a long sword with a beast horn glowing with a golden light. The beast horn was sparkling and translucent. The dragon pattern on it appeared even more simple and unadorned.

As the Sixth Prince's spirit energy was poured into it, the golden horned sword let out an earth-shattering roar. Ning Wufeng was caught off guard, and he suddenly felt as if his ears were ringing, and his soul was about to break.

When he finally reacted, a beam of golden sword light bloomed and crashed into him like a roaring Kui Cow.

With a bang, Ning Wufeng was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, cras.h.i.+ng into the green monument.

A sweet taste came from his throat as he spat a mouthful of blood onto the green blood monument. The blood monument looked even more desolate.

"Haha." The Sixth Prince Long laughed out loud. He pointed his golden horned sword at Ning Wufeng and said, "If you can't die from a single slash from me, consider yourself lucky. Hand over that flute obediently!"

Ethereal Opening flute!

The Sixth Prince's gaze was fixated on the Ethereal Opening flute in his hand. No wonder he was so relentlessly pursuing her.

Nine Revolutions Bright King Technique!

The golden light in Ning Wufeng's body intertwined, the Nine Spiritual Pulse greedily absorbing the spiritual energy in the sea, the four spiritual cavities rapidly rotated, and golden light flowed from the lacerated wound on his chest.

"You want this?" He struggled to hold on to the green blood monument, which was bone-chilling cold to the touch.

It was this bone-piercing coldness that allowed him to maintain his clarity.

"Then just take it with your ability."

Ning Wufeng roared, and his body flew up from the ground, the World Exterminating Spear was unleashed. A concentrated spear shot out brazenly as a line of spear light blasted towards the Sixth Prince of the Dragon King.

"You overestimate yourself!" Prince Long Liu laughed coldly.

The golden horned longsword in his hand was a rare treasure pa.s.sed down from the ancient times. It was made from the Kui Cow Horn, one of the ten great ancient beasts. It was extremely powerful. Even the current Spirit Weapons could be cut apart.

As he infused his spiritual energy into it, the golden horn longsword burst forth with a dazzling radiance. The golden Kui Cow emerged once again as its roar shook the skies. Wherever the howl went, Ning Wufeng's chest tightened.

The World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear in his hand shone with a dazzling light, and the golden primordial spirit in his Sea of Consciousness glinted with a dazzling light.

With a boom, Ning Wufeng was sent flying backwards with a spear. He grabbed the Green Blood Tablet and stood on top of it.

Atop the Dragon Six Crown Prince's golden horn longsword, the Kui Cow's golden elephant had also been greatly weakened, appearing extremely vague.

He groaned and spat a mouthful of essence blood on the golden longsword. The Kui Cow Golden Elephant instantly became clearer.

Roar … Roar …

The Kui Cow roared, and the seawater roared.

Ning Wufeng stood on top of the azure blood monument and felt the surging undercurrents before him. The Ethereal Opening flute once again appeared in his hand.

The Sixth Prince's expression darkened. The flute in Ning Wufeng's hand was extremely strange; it could actually block the attack of a Spirit Stage cultivator.

He stepped back a little. The Dragon Turtle and the other two Spirit Stage cultivators surrounded them.

"Brat, I advise you to obediently surrender. Otherwise, you'll be in for a life and death struggle. It's definitely not good for you!" Long Liu said coldly.

Even so, he was more interested in the Ethereal Opening flute in Ning Wufeng's hands.

Ning Wufeng coldly swept a glance at him, before the Ethereal Opening flute began to whistle loudly. The tides in front of him surged out, transforming into countless streams of light as they charged towards the Sixth Prince of Dragon.

The speed of that streak of light was extremely astonis.h.i.+ng. Wherever they went, shrimp soldiers and crab generals were instantly killed. The Dragon Turtle's face darkened. A bright light flashed in his hands, and a cyan Eight Trigrams s.h.i.+eld appeared in front of him. The s.h.i.+eld was s.h.i.+ning brightly, blocking the surging stream of light.

Bang Bang...

The flowing light was extremely fierce and it forcibly sent the Spirit Stage Dragon Turtle flying out.

The second Spirit Stage Crimson Whale even had a trace of the Kun Peng's bloodline. With a wave of his hand, the heavenly fire was linked with an extremely astonis.h.i.+ng aura. The light was weakened again.

The third Spirit Stage cultivator was a blue badge. Dozens of tentacles interweaved, causing the heavenly demon to dance chaotically. Streams of light continued to weaken between the tentacles.

Roar …

The Crimson Whale King let out a deep roar and opened its b.l.o.o.d.y maw. The surging tidewater flowed into his mouth, instantly devouring the remaining flowing lights.

Ning Wufeng's spiritual force was unceasingly surging, the radiance of his Ethereal Opening flute becoming increasingly dazzling. But not long after, he suddenly felt dizzy and his golden primordial spirit in his consciousness also became somewhat dispirited.

With his Invigorated Meridian Realm strength, he could rely on the power of the Netherpa.s.sage Flute to fight against the three Spirit Stage cultivators. If word of this got out, the Dragon Palace would lose a lot of face.

Even though Ethereal Opening flute was strong, Ning Wufeng's strength was still far inferior.

Qin Lie's entire body trembled. The veins on his face bulged as he stood on top of the Blood Progenitor's tombstone and began to sway back and forth.

"Haha, this kid is about to die." The Sixth Prince laughed out loud. While asking the four to speed up their attacks, he carefully approached Ning Wufeng.

The Ethereal Opening flute was extremely powerful. If he could control it in his hands, even third brother might not be his match.

The golden longsword glowed with a golden light, and the Kui Cow let out a series of deep growls. Ning Wufeng's divine sense could also sense that the Sixth Prince of the Dragon King was about to attack.

His expression darkened, and with a flip of his hand, he put away the World Exterminating Spear.

With a loud boom, the Kui Cow grabbed the Limestone Blood Monument, causing golden light to flow and its spirit energy to be quickly devoured by the Limestone Blood Monument.

"d.a.m.n it! You want to run?!" The Sixth Prince Long flashed a sinister look before turning into a streak of light and once again launched an attack towards Ning Wufeng.

What a st.u.r.dy stone monument.

Ning Wufeng's face revealed a surprised expression.

The Green Stone Blood Monument was more than ten meters long, two meters long, and half a meter wide. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the Green Stone Blood Monument with one hand. The sound of the Ethereal Opening flute was faint, and all the veins on his body bulged.

"Kid, what are you doing?" All of a sudden, everyone in the Dragon Palace was shocked. Ning Wufeng actually wanted to pluck the blood monuments from the Dragon Palace's forbidden grounds!

How preposterous!

The Sixth Young Master of the Dragon clan's eyes widened as he roared, "Hand over your life!"

Ning Wufeng grimaced in pain and roared, "You want my life, but what if I want your monument?"

Veins bulged all over his body, and the bottom of the sea shook as the Green Stone Blood Monument shook. The world spun along with it.

The Sixth Prince was enraged, the light of his golden horned sword shot out, aiming straight for Ning Wufeng's chest.

The Kui Cow was dancing wildly as the Dragon Palace shook.

The four Spirit Stage Dragon Palace cultivators' expressions changed and they attacked at almost the same time.

With a loud rumble, the Green Stone Blood Monument was pulled up from the ground. Ning Wufeng waved the monument with his right hand and smashed it towards the incoming Sixth Prince Long.

A faint light burst forth from the blood monument, as it instantly absorbed the golden sword light radiating from the golden longsword. The Ethereal Opening flute whistled as the water turned into a giant palm that struck towards Prince Long Liu.

With a bang, Prince Long Liu was sent flying like an arrow leaving the bowstring. The people from the Dragon Palace turned pale with fright.

Ning Wufeng's situation was even worse, the spiritual energy in his body had long been depleted. The golden Primordial Spirit in his sea of consciousness was also dispirited. It was fighting with an instinct to survive.

Such a tenacious youth!

The four Spirit Stage cultivators of the Dragon Palace were all shocked. With Ning Wufeng's power at the Invigorated Meridian Realm, he had stirred the entire Dragon Palace. Where was the face of this Dragon Palace?

At this moment, a golden light flashed in the distance, and another extremely powerful aura was transmitted over.

Ning Wufeng inwardly sighed. Could it be that he was destined to die at the bottom of the sea today?

He wasn't willing to accept this.

The third prince had come?

The four Spirit Stage cultivators looked at each other and attacked together. They had to get rid of Ning Wufeng before the Third Prince arrived. Otherwise, they really wouldn't be able to handle the situation today. The four of them would definitely be disgraced in the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Turtle and Crimson Whale had joined hands to suppress the power of the Netherpa.s.sage Flute. Lan Zhang and the Ghost Bat rushed towards Ning Wufeng.

Multicolored lights interweaved, creating a gorgeous array of colors.

"You want to take me down? No way!"

Ning Wufeng roared. The Green Stone Blood Monument shone brightly, and the melodious sound of the Ethereal Opening flute could be heard. The mournful sound of the flute seemed to coincide with his current situation, and the power of the flute instantly increased.

With a bang, the Green Stone Blood Stele absorbed the blue badge and the ghost bat's moves, emitting even more intense light.

However, the dragon turtle and red whale suddenly approached them. The power of the Netherpa.s.sage Flute was instantly suppressed.

With a bang, Ning Wufeng gave a m.u.f.fled groan and forcibly received the Dragon Turtle's punch. His chest felt like it was being crushed by a million kilograms of mountain, and his entire body felt like it was about to crack.

Bada Bada …

Blood dripped as Ning Wufeng stared at the four cultivators.

The Dragon Turtle and the others were equally shocked.

"You can't kill me!" Ning Wufeng suddenly grinned, and used the last portion of his spiritual power to rush towards the Dragon Palace's forbidden area.

"Kid, do you not want to live?"

The four cultivators behind him shouted in unison. Lan Zhang's tentacles moved as fast as lightning. When he was about to touch Ning Wufeng, his tentacles had already entered the forbidden area.

With a slash of golden light, the blue seal's tentacle broke apart.