They themselves were the formation.
Restraining each other....
Gradually, the hundred-meter-long Demon Dragon Soul seemed to falter, its aura becoming somewhat listless, as if it would succumb to the oppressive force in the next moment.
Ouyang Zhi's heart filled with joy, even though blood streamed from his seven orifices, he still felt immense joy.
At last, he was about to succeed!
Indeed, a Divine Weapon without anyone to wield it could never unleash too terrifying a power, especially since he was only facing the Spirit of a freshly spawned Supreme Evil Weapon.
The figure of Ouyang Zhi and the Dragon Soul gradually neared each other, and he felt as though he could already see the moment of his success.
As long as the Dragon Soul submitted, he could completely subjugate the evil entity this time.
But....
Just as the distance between them narrowed to less than thirty feet, the previously listless eyes of the Dragon Soul suddenly blazed with a ferocious light once more.
