Chapter 632: I'm Defeated (Part 2)

Ao Lang urged the two supreme bloodlines with all his might, and around his body, the nine-colored dragon qi and the light dragon dragon qi formed two dragon enchantments.

Ye Wuchen was not in a hurry to make a move, and asked the other party to defend with all his might, lest he wait for Ao Lang to say that he was bullying.

Soon, the two dragon enchantments around Ao Lang's body were completely condensed.

Ao Lang held the long sword, and the dragon chant in the long sword sounded: "Shoot." ”

When Ao Lang spoke, Ye Wuchen made a move.

Ye Wuchen blasted out with a punch, a punch pierced through the heavy space, and a punch collapsed through the ages, when Ye Wuchen's punch blasted out, the power of black thunder, purple gold divine fire, and the way of the gods converged in this punch at the same time.

The black thunder rolled, the purple gold divine fire burned all things in heaven and earth, and the way of the gods appeared.

When Ye Wuchen's punch burst out, everyone was shocked to find that they couldn't move their whole body! It was as if a terrifying force had been generated in the surrounding space, and the terrifying power was pressed over, making everyone feel like they were being pressed by the giant mountain, and they couldn't move at all!

Even if he is a master of the ten great gods, he can't move his fingers if he wants to.

Not only is the Great God Ten Masters but even Ao Lang feels this way, however, he is much better than those ordinary Great God Ten Masters , at least he can still operate his whole body divine power.

When he was shocked, Ye Wuchen's punch had already hit.

Bang!

The nine-colored dragon enchantment wrapped around Ao Lang's body was blasted through in an instant! No, it was a blast!

Ye Wuchen's fist momentum remained unchanged, and then blasted through the enchantment of light!

"Dragon Soul Spell Sword!"

"Extinction!"

Seeing that Ye Wuchen's fist power smashed through the two major enchantments in a row and continued to bombard him, Ao Lang roared, and suddenly, countless dragon swords flew out of the air.

These dragon swords are not physical objects, but the soul power of Ao Lang's dragon soul is condensed.

The dragon sword turned into a huge nine-colored dragon and a light dragon, and faced Ye Wuchen.

This nine-colored dragon and light dragon are sword qi.

Ye Wuchen's fist power collided with the two dragons, and the sword qi shot out endlessly, like a continuous burst of firelight.

In the end, Ye Wuchen's fist power blasted the two dragons apart.

When Ye Wuchen's fist slammed into Ao Lang's body, Ao Lang's divine armor stretched out.

Black thunder, purple gold divine fire, and the power of the gods all hit the divine armor.

Ao Lang shot out and hit the wall of a city in the distance, the wall was shot through, and the buildings in the city were destroyed.

Ao Lang eventually stopped in the middle of the city, submerged by the destroyed buildings.

Heaven and earth are silent.

Billions of dragons are like statues.

Defeated!

One punch!

There are no three tricks!

The army of billions of dragons suddenly felt despair, a deep despair and powerlessness.

Even their dragon language master couldn't stop this surnamed Ye's punch!

After Ye Wuchen punched, he didn't continue to attack, he stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "It seems that I overestimated you." "You don't need three tricks at all!

One punch is enough!

In the crowd, the masters of the Golden Dragon Clan were even more frightened and trembling.

Many dragon clan masters who had come to watch the battle before, and those who had thought that Ye Wuchen would be pinched to death by Ao Lang with one finger, were all panicked in their hearts.

In the middle of the night, the ruins of the city burst out, and a figure broke through the sky, it was Ao Lang, only to see that at this time, Ao Lang's divine armor was broken, and there was an amazing fist mark printed on the chest of the divine armor.

Ao Lang spurted blood, looking at Ye Wuchen, his heart was full of horror.

Can one person's strength be so strong?

Is it the true God?

But Ye Wuchen is obviously only in the late stage of the great god duo.

As for the power of the soul, it should be the early stage of the great god Yae.

"Do you want to continue?" Ye Wuchen said indifferently.

Ao Lang smiled sadly, glanced at the hundreds of millions of dragon army, and finally shook his head, and said slowly: "No need, I'm defeated!"

Just now, it was his strongest defense, and even his strongest defense couldn't stop Ye Wuchen, not to mention that now that he was injured, and even the divine armor was broken, how could he continue?

Fail!

Ao Lang's words made the hundreds of millions of dragon army pale as if they were struck by lightning.

"If you are defeated, you have to keep your promise. Nalanxiong said.

Ao Lang's face changed brightly, and he finally walked in front of Ye Wuchen and said, "After I, Ao Lang, I am willing to listen to Your Excellency's dispatch." ”

"Your Excellency?" Nalan Xiong heard Ao Lang call Ye Wuchen Your Excellency, and he didn't call himself a minion, so he smiled coldly: "According to the previous conditions, you should call yourself a slave and call the master right." ”

"Why, you lord of dragon language, do you still want to regret it?"

Nalan Xiong's words made Ao Lang's face turn red like purple.

"Don't go too far!" A master who followed Ao Lang glared at Nalan Xiong: "Since Lord Ao Lang admits defeat and obeys the dispatch of the surname Ye, what do you want?!"

"Big deal, we're fighting you to the death!"

"I don't believe it, no matter how strong the surname Ye is, it can be stronger than our hundreds of millions of dragon army!"

The words of this master who followed Ao Lang immediately resonated with many dragon masters.

"That's right, Lord Ao Lang, we are willing to fight to the death!"

"Even if we die in battle, we don't want you to suffer such humiliation!"

"Kill them!"

One by one, the dragon masters shouted.

Ye Wuchen looked at Ao Lang indifferently and did not speak, Ao Lang looked at the angry dragon clan masters, his face changed, but finally shook his head: "I am willing to gamble and lose, if you lose, you will lose." ”

"You all stand down!"

Ao Lang still has a strong deterrent power, and soon, everyone calmed down.

Coming to Ye Wuchen, Ao Lang finally knelt down and called Ye Wuchen's master, and the moment he opened his mouth, Ao Lang only felt ashamed, and his old face was hot.

Ye Wuchen didn't embarrass the other party anymore, let him get up, if Ao Lang repented just now, he would directly attack and devour his dragon yuan.

If he devours Ao Lang, then his strength will inevitably skyrocket again.

"The order is to go down, seal off the dragon plane, and for three years, no one will be allowed to enter or leave. Ye Wuchen said to Ao Lang.

He didn't want to leak out today's matter, not for at least three years, so as not to startle the snake and attract the attention of the ghost and underworld clan.

"The surname is Ye, why do you let everyone not enter the Dragon Language Plane!" a dragon master shouted angrily: "Even if you are the master of the Dragon Language, you don't have the right to restrict our freedom!"

"That's right, besides, in our hearts, there is only one master of dragon language, and that is Lord Ao Lang!"

Many dragon masters shouted.

Ye Wuchen's eyes swept over, and with a shot, he took a person out of the crowd, and the shadow of the first dragon behind him was summoned, and the first dragon swallowing technique was directly urged, and suddenly, the dragon master dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This time the Panlong Divine Palace cultivated, and his First Dragon Technique finally broke through to the seventh layer, and his devouring speed soared.

The other party, Long Yuan, was quickly devoured by Ye Wuchen.

Some of the dragon clan masters who were originally shouting, their faces were frightened, and they were devoured by Ye Wuchen, it was the patriarch of the Tuolong clan, the supreme bloodline, and a great god ninefold master.

Ye Wuchen devoured the opponent's dragon yuan and blood, and crushed his dragon soul.

"Who else has objections? Ye Wuchen's face was indifferent.