The Invincible Dragon Emperor - Chapter 847

Chapter 847: 847




Lu Li was right .

The Asmodian Lord moving about in the space did not mean that sometimes he really vanished . He just took advantage of the cracks in space and some special skills so others could not detect his tracks . After all was said and done, he was still inside the space . He was not teleported to anywhere .

As long as he was moving about, the space would have some ripples or other abnormalities . At this moment, an area with a radius of more than three miles was filled with Feather Wind . Lu Li could discover any strangeness in space around him .

As such, he found clearly that a rippled was spreading to him quickly from his front left . He shouted . Feather Wind began to move . The collapsed walls were resorted and a new Feather Wind castle emerged .

At the same time, the room the Asmodian Lord was in had walls collapsing . The Feather Wind shifted into four silver dragons, whooshing toward the Asmodian Lord . More Feather Wind came over from different sides . Soon, the walls were rebuilt .

"What?"

The Asmodian Lord came out from the air . He was surprised, evidently . Lu Li could find where he was? That should be a unique skill to the Asmodian Race . Usually, warriors of his level could not detect him, not to mention that Lu Li was merely at the Human Sovereign Realm .

"Soul attack!"

Asmodian Lord had little time to ponder about how Lu Li had discovered him because the four silver dragons were coming at him . Soul attacks was getting to his Core of Soul .

"That is strong . I should run~"

The Asmodian Lord felt ten thousand needles on his Core of Soul . He was scared . His soul was strong and yet he was affected? Soul attacks were not to be underestimated . He could not afford to linger on . He just thought that he wanted to leave soon and then found another way to attack later .

The Asmodian Race was a fan of sneak attacks and assassinations . They never favored upfront fights . It had much to do with the race's talents and the methods of cultivation that was created and polished by their ancestors and pioneers .



At the moment, he was visible but Lu Li was not . In addition, he was under strong soul attack . The Asmodian Lord was extremely comfortable . He wanted to escape as soon as possible .

However… .

Getting in was easy . But it was much less so if he wanted to leave!

When he came in through the Feather Wind walls, he felt no hindrance . However, as he left, he felt that every time he went through a wall, he would have to face another layer of soul attack .

"Buzzing~"

A dark glow surrounded him . He used the special escape technique of the Asmodian Race, thinking that he could go without leaving a trace .

"Hmm~"

Lu Li snorted in contempt . Three rooms around the Asmodian Lord collapsed and formed more than 10 silver dragons which whooshed and danced around him . The Asmodian Lord was forced to show himself again because he was under constant soul attack . Fire was almost bursting out from his red eyes .


"I will have to force my way out!"

The Asmodian Lord made up his mind . He hurled his dagger forward . Some sword light broke free, tearing apart the walls in the room . He came through the openings in the walls quickly .

"Bang, bang, bang~"



He kept on his actions and moved past several rooms quickly . However, he was stunned when he checked with psychic power!

Just now, he believed that he could make it out after a dozen rooms and now that had not changed at all .

"What the hell? Is this a maze?"

The Asmodian Lord checked around him . Soon, he realized what was happening . Lu Li had been adjusting the rooms in the castle . Those rooms were mobile . Whichever way the Asmodian Lord went, Lu Li could move more rooms that way . The Asmodian Lord was trapped with no chance of escape .

The Feather Wind silver dragons were with him at all times, attacking at his Core of Soul constantly . For now, he could endure the pain . But he might not be able to at this rate . When his soul was injured, Lu Li could torture him to death sooner or later .

"There is no other way!"

The Asmodian Lord thought, biting his teeth . He stabbed the space around him with a dagger . This time, he tore apart the space and a huge whirl appeared .

"Spatial Transference?"

Lu Li had been monitoring the situation . He shook his head speechlessly when the Asmodian Lord used Spatial Transference .

"Buzzing~"

The space around the Asmodian Lord was devoured . He disappeared on the spot . He was transferred to another location . The Spatial Transference was effective to others as well as to himself so long as he was in that certain space .

If Asmodian Lord stayed here, Lu Li was confident that he could torture him to death . When the Asmodian Lord's soul was injured, Lu Li could call upon powerful warriors to kill him . However, that was not happening now .

And yet—

The Asmodian Lord was away . Based on Lu Li's past experience, the Asmodian Lord could not get back within a day .

A day?

A grin of cruelty appeared on Lu Li's face . He could wipe out the millions of four alien races easily in one day .

"Where is the Asmodian Lord?"

Of the four alien races, many powerful ones had been observing the fight in the sky . They were surprised to see Asmodian Lord vanish all of a sudden . Many of them were asking the same question . The Asmodian Lord was an elusive character . They were not worried that he had escaped but were merely wondering where he was .

"Whoosh, whoosh~"

In the sky, the dark cloud shifted direction toward the army . Amid the dark cloud, some Feather Wind was parting ways in the middle and then changed into small dragons of wind in midair .

Ten, a hundred, a thousand!

The dragons of wind were coming together rapidly . In an instant, a thousand dragons of wind had come into being . They lined up in the sky .

At the moment, the four alien races were in fright . The Asmodian Lord had no sigh of coming back . On the other hand, Lu Li had been making more dragons of wind . It looked as if he was poised for a grand action .

"Good heavens… retreat!"

The Voodoo Race master held a broken jade talisman in his hand . He was scared . The Asmodian Lord had sent him a message . The Voodoo Race master had already sensed something was wrong with the Asmodian Lord gone for this time .

"You want to withdrawal? It is too late now!"

Lu Li's cold voice was heard all across the wide . He waved his hand and the dragons of wind whooshed toward the army .

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Everywhere the Feather Wind blew past by, there would be someone screaming . Even Earth Immortal Realm warriors could not endure normal Feather Wind, let alone the intensified version of dragons of wind .

The one thousand dragons of wind ripped and tore . Shrill screams were heard all around the place . Those warriors had just been given an order to leave but they did not have the chance .

"Ah—"

Warriors were howling, turning about on the ground . Some low realm warriors with weak souls passed out directly . The once densely crowded four alien race armies collapsed as if Lu Li was merely harvesting crops . It was such an appalling and terrifying scene .

"Group attack? How can it be so strong? What kind of Profound Meaning is that?"

Masters of three alien races intended to try to delay Lu Li for a moment so that their warriors could take the time to retreat . But this scene shocked them all . Not even a ninth rank Profound Meaning could be this powerful .

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the withered leaves!

Human warriors on the city wall witnessed the fallen of alien races . In the time for a dozen breaths, at least half a million were incapacitated or passed out . The human warriors stared in mute astonishment…

"Get ready!"

Patriarch of Law Enforcement and Lu Renhuang looked at each other . Both were itchy to take actions . They would never miss an opportunity like this . As soon as Lu Li gave the signals, they would lead the warriors out to harvest the four alien races' lives!