The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1214: Three Defeats Lead to Submission

Chapter 1214: Chapter 1214: Three Defeats Lead to Submission

The cultivators of Yingzhou Island were originally not adept at wielding magical treasures.

They focused on cultivating their flesh and fell behind in spiritual power.

Even the four Divine Kings of the island were only at the Enlightenment Realm, not even reaching the Core Formation Stage.

Jin Teng, using spiritual power to command the Demon-Enchanting Banner, saw the Blood Spirits devoured. The banner exploded, shaking his Divine Sea into backlash, causing him to spew blood from his mouth.

He still had an Azure Dragon Blood Spirit he didn’t want to be devoured by Long Fei, and hurriedly tried to recall it into the banner.

Who knew the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana had already wrapped the Azure Dragon Blood Spirit within, opened its mouth with a roar, and directly swallowed it.

The hundred-meter-long huge form pressed down like dark clouds in the sky, trembling people’s souls.

With this bite, the Azure Dragon Blood Spirit truly became like an earthworm, cleanly eaten by the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana in one bite.

Jin Teng cried out in blood, "This is an Ancient Demon Spirit, you’ve consumed so many spirits, enough to turn you into pus and blood."

The body of the Azure Dragon, stained with blood, dyed the sky red.

The thick Demon Qi, not only radiating outward, made all the birds and animals on the island kneel and prostrate themselves, not daring to utter a sound.

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "It’s just a tonic, why make such a fuss? I must thank fellow daoist for letting me have a full meal at last."

These Demon Spirits and bloodlines are indeed excellent supplements for Long Fei.

Above the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana’s head, Mysterious Light twinkled, the flesh solidified, almost like a real True Dragon.

In just a moment, the blood color on the Azure Dragon’s body was completely retracted, and with a howl from the sky, it returned to Long Fei’s body.

The Demonic Qi was refined, these things had already become pure energy, stored in Long Fei’s flesh and essence blood.

Jin Teng felt both heartache and fear, unsure of the extent of Long Fei’s strength, as he easily broke the Nine-Nine Demon Glare Banners.

He exchanged a glance with Island Master Yu Huacheng, not daring to fight desperately against Long Fei, only to clasp his fists and say with a flushed face, "I am defeated."

Long Fei clasped his fists to meet the Divine Armored Turtle King, Xuan Yan.

He was cultivating the bloodline of a millennial old turtle, extremely rare.

Usually averse to conflict, he has an extremely long lifespan and astonishing defensive abilities.

Xuan Yan’s Storage Ring flashed, donning the tortoise shell of the millennial old turtle on his body, turning entirely into a turtle-like being, holding a coral walking stick from the seabed, he advanced towards Long Fei with clasped fists and said, "Fellow daoist, please. "

"Don’t say it, he really resembles the Turtle Immortal from the Seven Dragon Balls."

Lin Yingying chuckled at the back, amused by Xuan Yan’s appearance.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at Xuan Yan and said, "This Turtle Shell is not ordinary; its defensive ability should be quite good."

"Take this stick!"

Xuan Yan shouted explosively, a green light flashed across the ground, and a stick strike smashed towards Long Fei.

The hundred-meter distance was covered in a flash, his speed as fast as lightning, indeed a lightning turtle.

Long Fei raised his hand to slap, with a loud bang, he met the coral stick with his palm.

Boom!

Hand to stick, their shadows collided in the air, and the coral stick unexpectedly had the force of tens of thousands of pounds, shaking the bluestone floor in a hundred-meter radius to shatter.

A wave of debris flew into the air, a massive palm force swept downwards towards Xuan Yan.

Xuan Yan’s Turtle Shell emitted a burst of Mysterious Light, effortlessly filtering the palm force, unaffected to the slightest, sweeping a stick horizontally towards Long Fei’s proximity.

In the air, bursts of explosions were heard, Long Fei did not use any magic artifact, simply with pure physical strength, relentlessly collided with the coral stick.

He was more interested in Xuan Yan’s Turtle Shell; the shell had patterns of cracks, which seemed to be naturally formed but followed a unique path.

These patterns appeared to be Mystic Patterns, regardless of his palm force, a palm dropped from the sky, capable of creating a pit several meters wide in the ground.

But once the Mystic Patterns on the Turtle Shell shone, they could automatically filter out the palm force.

"Space Mystic Patterns?"

Long Fei was startled, the Space Law continuously activated in the palm of his hand, like flowing light, he grasped the Turtle Shell with a palm imprint.

Xuan Yan, shocked, wanted to quickly disengage, but his lightning-fast speed was immobilized under the constraint of the palm imprint.

Two spatial laws clashed, pulling and resisting each other, causing a series of loud bangs around them, and generating a fierce windstorm.

Long Fei uttered sharply, "You’ve lost. If you don’t yield now, this magical treasure will be destroyed by your hands."

Xuan Yan knew all too well that no one had been able to capture him before.

Wearing the turtle shell, he could freely traverse the seas, and on land, he was as fast as lightning.

He gathered all his Essential Qi, resigned and admitted defeat reluctantly, "This old one is defeated."

Long Fei nodded, released the hand seal, and set him free.

"Defeated again!"

"Two consecutive losses!"

"What should we do now?"

"Is there really a Sacrificial Spirit that can subdue this lad?"

A group of disciples nearby whispered loudly, each with a sense of unwillingness.

They really wanted to go up together and surround these intruders, overwhelming them with numbers and defending Yingzhou Island.

In the field, only Yu Huacheng remained.

Yu Kun hurriedly called out from the side, "Father, don’t waste your strength anymore, we’re not their match."

Yu Huacheng glanced at him and chided, "Shut up, how could I have given birth to such a coward? To draw sword at the sight of an enemy, how can there be any logic in not fighting?"

"We’ve used up all our magical treasures, what else do we have to hold the formation?"

Yu Kun muttered.

"The Sacrificial Spirit is still here!"

Yu Huacheng reached out, and a ray of fresh blood-red light shot out from his fingertip.

At the highest peak of this island, there was a grand hall.

This place was a forbidden land, usually only opened to the outside during the Sacrificial Spirit ceremony.

In the Ancient Era, the Demon Clan was strong, and the Human Race was weak.

Some Human Race sages cultivated Demon Clan bloodlines and worshipped the strong among the Demon Clan as Sacrificial Spirits, offering daily sacrifices of flesh and blood, which is called, "Sacrificial Spirit"!

Fangzhang Island has inherited the ancient body refining techniques, naturally worshipping their own Sacrificial Spirit.

The Human Race here has gone through hundreds of generations, while the Sacrificial Spirit has only seen over a dozen.

In this generation, only one remained.

As soon as the blood-light reached the top of the peak, a heaven-shaking roar echoed from the mountaintop.

"Moo!"

The grand hall on the mountain peak exploded with a boom, accompanied by a black light that hurtled down towards the Martial Arts Field with a thunderous crash.

The immense force shook the ground, and billowing dust spread in all directions, taking a good while to settle.

In the center of the field, there now stood a black wild ox.

The Sacrificial Spirit of Yingzhou Island was none other than this behemoth, as robust as an elephant, with two ox horns on its head and red light shining from its eyes, looking like a tank – the Da Heiniu.

It huffed, emitting hot breaths, and having not brushed its teeth for who knows how many years, a stench rolled out as it took a glance at Long Fei and the others, mooing twice in displeasure.

Yu Huacheng bowed with fists clasped, leading all the disciples of Penglai Island in worship, praying to Da Heiniu, "O great Sacrificial Spirit, mighty foes have attacked Yingzhou Island, desiring to seize it and subjugate us. Please, lend us your strength in suppressing the invading enemy."

Chu Feng looked around and cursed, "Stand up, all of you! The noble Human Race, kneeling to a stinking ox, what dignity is there in that?"

"Just now you were full of righteous vigor, how come you’re scared by the sight of an ox?"

Lin Yingying also chided the disciples, disapproving of their behavior.

Da Heiniu, upon hearing this, became enraged, "Woman, are you seeking death?"

Long Fei chuckled softly, "With all that fat, you would make a decent steak."

He clenched his fist and struck out directly. His body burst forth like a tank, with the ground beneath him exploding, his fist cutting the air, and he smashed it fiercely against Da Heiniu.