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What's more, immortal cultivators, especially those who stand at the pinnacle, naturally have dignity that cannot be provoked. The strong should not be humiliated, let alone the strongest.

So far, the Ancestral Dragon, the Death God and the Burial Heavenly Emperor have not failed, which is normal. Without experiencing countless failures, they would not have today's success, and the people who laugh last are the ones who laugh the brightest, and they undoubtedly have the last laugh.

However, it is not surprising that they have to accept shame by looking down on honor and disgrace.

"Junior, you are the first one who dares to do this to the ancestor. ”

With a sneer, Zu Long's face turned like frost, and he said in a deep voice: "It can be seen that you have good attainments in space, but if you think that this can make you unscrupulous, it is a bit ridiculous." One move, if you don't die under one move, the ancestor will admit that you are qualified to fight with me. ”

The longer you live, the more you cherish your feathers and cherish your honor.

For Zu Long, Zhang Bairen's slap was an unforgivable provocation and insult. This shame can only be washed away with blood. Although it was a trick, deep down, Zu Long already had a killing heart.

It's just that he understands that at their realm level, if they want to solve the battle with one move, the possibility is zero. Even if it is a saint, it is absolutely impossible to kill a powerhouse of the Chaos Golden Immortal level with a single move. So what he said actually left a lot of leeway, even if he couldn't kill Zhang Bairen, it was just because he wanted to test whether Zhang Bairen was qualified to be his opponent.

Along with Zu Long's words, a strong and domineering aura arose with his mind.

On Zhang Bairen's chest, a dragon claw, five claws, appeared in a dark purple color.

This dragon claw looks unpretentious, and the color even looks a little dull, ordinary and unremarkable. It's just Zhang Bairen's gaze, but it is extremely solemn, he feels a strong threat.

The more concise and simple the tricks, the more domineering they are.

"There will always be a first time in life, and the more you experience, the more you will get used to it. ”

Without any hesitation, Zhang Bairen used his natal supernatural power - the black hole, to be precise, it should be called the white hole now. With Zhang Bairen's promotion to the sub-saint, the natal supernatural power - the black hole that he showed when he fought with the Antarctic Immortal Weng back then was also advanced. When the dark purple dragon claw appeared silently, a rotating white hole with a diameter of a ruler in front of Zhang Bairen silently appeared, which looked even more ordinary than the dark purple dragon claw of the ancestral dragon.

It's just a verbal confrontation, and it doesn't give in the slightest.

The two of them are like two old peasants who are competing to see who grows better potatoes in their own fields, but no matter how much they compare, the potatoes cannot be as dazzling as gold.

But whether it was the equally angry Death God or the Burial Heavenly Emperor, they had a heart and a soul, and they each withdrew from a distance of 10,000 meters. On the surface, they disdained to join forces with Zu Long against Zhang Bairen, but what they actually thought, from their unhesitating withdrawal, you can know a thing or two.

"Huh!"

At Zhang Bairen's words, Zu Long sneered.

A dark purple light came out from the dragon's claws, like a giant python that chose people to devour, burst out, spitting snake letters, bypassing Zhang Bairen's natal supernatural powers, and swallowing towards Zhang Bairen. A cold and domineering wind began to howl, and the dragon claws, all condensed by dark purple mana, just poked forward, and the space between square inches began to collapse one after another.

The dangerous qi machine was coming, and Zhang Bairen did not hesitate to urge the natal supernatural power.

I saw that the white hole that I didn't know what kind of world it contained inside turned into a white halo and directly set it on the menacing dark purple dragon claw. With a whistling, the dark purple dragon claws disappeared as if they had never appeared.

"Click! click!"

But there was a sound as if the glass had been shattered, and the collapsing space gradually expanded, and the violent Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi crowded out from the shattered space. Messy, disorderly, tyrannical, raging out, spreading wild, you know that this disappearance is far less easy than it seems on the surface.

One stroke collided, and within a kilometer, it became an existence even more dangerous than the endless void.

Overlapping and overlapping, circles of white halos appeared, and Zhang Bairen's resistance was not easy.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

All the flowers and trees, boulder debris in a radius of thousands of miles were all shaken into powder. With a muffled snort, Zhang Bairen took three steps back in the air, each step was a hundred meters, and then slowly stopped, and a trace of abnormal flushing appeared on his face, which was quickly pressed down by him and disappeared.

"It's a good trick for the real dragon to ask for directions, it's not bad!"

Hearing Zhang Bairen's words, Zu Long frowned slightly.

The trick just now seemed simple, but it was a dragon clan mastery created by him, combining all the essence and spirit into one and condensing them into a claw. Although it is a temptation, but it is no less than his full blow, Zhang Bairen does not respond properly, and the next thing he will face is his storm-like move, unless there is a huge difference in strength, otherwise he will seize the opportunity, and few people in the same realm can resist it.

But Zhang Bairen not only took it, but sealed all his back hands.

It seems that his strength has the absolute upper hand in this move, forcing Zhang Bairen to retreat again and again, but in fact, he knows that the two sides are comparable in this move. Even to some extent, Zhang Bairen won instead, because he was the one who took the initiative to attack, while Zhang Bairen was passively defending.

"Come and don't be rude, old dragon, I can't look down on your claws, and I'll give it back to you. ”

It's just that before the ancestral dragon could make any more moves, he saw those white auras gather together, like a fountain, spewing something out along with the flow of water. It was also a dark purple dragon claw, but the aura was two or three times stronger than before, and the speed was much faster, and before the ancestral dragon could react, it hit the ancestral dragon.

"Poof!"

Zu Long didn't retreat a step.

But under the strong support, he paid the price, and he didn't hold back a mouthful of essence blood, and spit it out directly.

"That's it, the mana still hasn't recovered even a tenth of its peak. Damn, if it weren't for the damn little crow and the dead mother-in-law to disturb him, how could he let this little man run rampant. ”

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Bairen's natal power was weird, which made Zu Long lose the mind to continue fighting.

"Born to die, I, dragons, it's time to rise again. ”

The body trembled slightly, Zu Long took a deep look at Zhang Bairen, and suddenly with a bang, the whole body exploded. Countless twisted currents of air spiraled out from where his body exploded, bringing with them countless scarlet essence blood. In every drop of essence blood, there was a roar of an ancestral dragon with a body of 10,000 meters.

"Groan!"

The desolate and ancient dragon's groan sounded, and these essence blood instantly filled the sky of the True Dragon World in a disordered manner, like falling leaves fluttering in countless winds.

The moment every drop of essence blood falls, it must be accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Groan!"

"Groan!"

"Groan!"

……

Then, it was the Holy Dragon Nine Ancestors, and the huge body began to explode. Immediately after that, the dragons of the true dragon level, and even those who were already dying and did not have any strength to move, began to explode.

In an instant, the countless dragon clans in the True Dragon World, accompanied by a tragic dragon groan, began this incredible suicide.

And with the disappearance of their bodies, countless white dragon bones appeared, all over the mountains and fields, shocking. The entire True Dragon World, at this moment, has become a dragon mound in the true sense of the word, just as the God of Death said.

At some point, these large and small dragon bones began to converge towards the top of the Ten Thousand Dragons, and finally formed a huge dragon-shaped white bone altar. In the air, countless disembodied dragon souls and moths each walked in a strange trajectory like a moth to a flame, falling towards the center of the altar.

"Boom ......"

Endless thunder began to sound, followed by a torrential downpour.

It seems that at this moment, the entire true dragon world is beginning to cry and scream for the fall of all members of the dragon clan.

The ancient dragon clan that has been inherited in the real dragon world for an unknown number of years, just like that, died inexplicably. And the real dragon world has become their final grave and home.