Dorm Duo Survival: What Did You Do to the School Beauty?

"How dare this mere monster act so presumptuously!"

Lin Yuan waved his right hand lightly, and the Yang Dragon Fire instantly spread out, transforming into a golden wall of fire that blocked the Yin Sha.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!

A series of ear-piercing sounds of annihilation filled the air. The blazing yang flames were the mortal enemies of the yin spirits. The moment the gray yin energy touched the golden flames, it melted and dissipated as quickly as ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

Those menacing, illusory remnants of souls were engulfed by the flames, instantly letting out mournful screams. Their souls rapidly faded, twisted, and vanished, leaving not even a trace of their former selves behind.

The raging flames burned fiercely, and the golden wall of fire steadily blocked the impact of the Yin Sha. The gray mist in the sky dissipated in front of the wall of fire, unable to get even a little bit closer to Lin Yuan.

In the first round of combat, divine thunder blocked the insect swarm, and raging flames blocked the Yin energy. Both offensives were stopped more than ten feet away, seemingly just like before, temporarily resolving the crisis.

Lin Yuan knew in his heart that this was just a facade. These flesh-and-blood centipedes and soul-hooking Yin Sha must also have a backup plan to merge and unify, just like the snake king and the corpse giant before.

As expected, the two demon refiners at the edge of the barrier showed no surprise when their attack was blocked; instead, they both revealed a sinister smile.

"So what if it's divine thunder and flames? My Blood Centipede only grows more ferocious with each strike!"

The demonic cultivator controlling the centipede let out a shrill laugh, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he frantically poured all his remaining demonic energy into the Blood Centipede Jar. The jar shone with a brilliant crimson light, emitting bursts of pulsating sounds, and a strange crimson ripple spread out from the jar, reaching the entire swarm of insects.

The next moment, the flesh and blood centipedes, which had been fighting individually, suddenly stopped their charge.

Instead of charging relentlessly at the lightning net, they turned around and frantically pounced on their own kind.

Their hooked fangs bite deep into the bodies of their own kind, tearing, devouring, and absorbing flesh and toxins.

The dark red swarm of insects instantly descended into chaotic cannibalism, with sounds of flesh tearing and venom corroding echoing everywhere. Large swathes of centipedes were devoured by their own kind, while a few strong individuals grew rapidly at a visible speed.

One, ten, a hundred...

The larger the centipede, the faster it devours and the stronger it becomes. Like a snowball rolling downhill, it continuously consumes its own kind, its body growing taller and taller, its limbs becoming thicker and thicker, its fangs becoming sharper and sharper, and the stench of blood and its corrosive power becoming increasingly intense.

The swarming insects were rapidly diminishing, while in the center of the battlefield, a colossal creature was rapidly taking shape.

A dozen breaths later, when the last giant centipede had devoured the last piece of its kind's remains, its body had swelled to over twenty zhang in length!

Boom!!

The giant, fleshy centipede crashed heavily into the void, causing the entire barrier to tremble slightly. Its body was dark red, as thick as a water vat, and each segment was covered with a thick layer of muscle. The surface of the blood vessels was raised and pulsating, as if it were alive.

The dense, fleshy feet on both sides had transformed into sharp, dark red scimitars, several meters long, gleaming with a cold light, capable of tearing through the air with each slash.

Its head is particularly ferocious, with two pairs of hooked fangs that are over ten feet long. Thick, blood-red venom drips continuously from the tips of the fangs, and the venom corrodes deep holes wherever it lands.

A sharp horn grew from its head, its surface shimmering with a rich, bloody light and possessing extreme corrosive power. Dozens of compound eyes gleamed with a sinister crimson light, locking onto Lin Yuan with unwavering ferocity. Its menacing aura was even more domineering than the previous two-headed snake king.

Devouring thousands of centipedes, the Blood Centipede becomes the King. This ultimate Blood Centipede King gathers all the power, toxins, and corrosive essence of thousands of flesh and blood centipedes. Its flesh is strong, its venom is domineering, and it also has the ability to regenerate flesh and blood. As long as its core is not destroyed, it can continuously recover, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

"roar--"

The Blood Centipede King let out a low, hoarse roar, the sound waves causing ripples in the void. Its massive body arched slightly, assuming an attack stance, and the corrosive power of blood around it condensed into a tangible blood mist, slowly spreading outwards.

On the other side, the demon refiner who controlled the Soul-Hooking Banner also activated his secret technique. He gripped the bone handle with both hands and spat his own blood essence onto the banner. The human skin banner instantly absorbed the blood essence, and the runes shone brightly.

"All evil spirits unite into one, summoning souls and concentrating malevolent energy!"

He chanted a spell loudly, and the black banner in his hand shook violently. The gray Yin energy that had been scattered by the flames and spread around the area seemed to be summoned and frantically converged towards the banner. Countless fragments of remnant souls and scattered Yin energy were all collected by the black banner, and then re-condensed, fused, and stacked.

The hazy, malevolent energy continued to compress and solidify, vaguely outlining a human figure. Layers of soul power overlapped, and resentment, malevolent energy, and chilling cold merged into one, transforming into an increasingly solidified figure.

A moment later, the black banner trembled violently, and a white figure slowly floated out from the banner, hovering in the void.

This is a white-robed ghost that is over ten feet tall. It wears a pale white robe, but there is nothing beneath the robe. It has no feet and is surrounded by a dense gray aura.

Its head was hidden under the hood, obscuring its face. Only two eerie green flames flickered silently deep within the hood, radiating a chilling aura.

In its right hand it held a ten-foot-long, jet-black scythe that hooked the soul. The blade gleamed with a cold, eerie green light, and the body was wrapped with countless fine strands of soul energy. With a gentle shake, a mournful wailing sound could be heard.

Unlike ordinary ghosts, this white-robed soul-snatching demon was formed by the fusion and condensation of hundreds of remnant souls. Its soul body was solid and almost physical, possessing both physical and spiritual attack capabilities.

The scythe can cleave the flesh, and its soul-snatching power can shatter the sea of ​​consciousness. It is both real and illusory, and unpredictable. It floats there silently, without sound or breath, yet it exudes a soul-suppressing aura several times more terrifying than the yin energy filling the sky.

The Blood Centipede King crouched on the ground, gathering its strength, while the white-clad demon stood in mid-air.

One is fierce and domineering, specializing in attacking the physical body; the other is sinister and intangible, specializing in destroying the soul.

The two ultimate evil creatures, one on the left and one on the right, once again formed an encirclement, their terrifying auras intertwined, making them even more dangerous than the previous combination of the two-headed serpent king and the corpse giant.

Outside the barrier, the leader of the Flood Dragon Demons nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The combination of the real and the illusory, the dual suppression of the physical body and the soul, this is the true killing move that wears you down.

The opponent possesses divine thunder and flames, which can break through the insect tide and yin mist, but cannot break through the fused Blood Centipede King and White-Clad Demon.

The Blood Centipede King's physical body is incredibly strong and its venom is corrosive, making it difficult for the Yang Fire to penetrate; the White-Clad Evil Soul's body is refined and its soul-snatching ability is invisible, making it difficult for divine lightning to strike.

The two work together, one attacking and the other disrupting, one real and the other feinting, enough to drag the opponent into an endless entanglement, constantly depleting their spiritual power and soul power.

"Let's see how you manage to stay calm this time," the Flood Dragon Demon muttered to himself, his vertical pupils fixed on the battle within the barrier.

At the center of the barrier, Lin Yuan looked at the two evil creatures in front of him, and his expression finally became more serious. He could clearly sense that the corrosive power of the Blood Centipede King's flesh and the soul-snatching power of the White-Clothed Fiend had both reached extremely high levels. The combination of the two was indeed more troublesome than the previous opponents.

But it's just a tricky situation.