In an instant, the palm print was suppressed with the power of breaking the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Long Ming's expression was solemn, and he changed several times in a row, and finally he still held a spear in his hand and soared into the sky with a light sigh.

"I can't help myself!"

Looking at this scene, Yechen suddenly sneered.

In this battle, Yechen is the pinnacle of both cultivation and state. And the dragon and the underworld, even if the bloodline is fused, the cultivation is only worthy of advancing to the peak of the Lingwu realm.

Long Ming's lips pursed slightly, his face was indifferent, and there was a killing intent between his eyebrows.

The dark eyes were cold, and the expression was resolute and sharp.

Even if you know that you can't fight, you will still face it head-on.

This is Long Ming, as the former Tianjiao of the Dragon Clan, he has his own glory and dignity.

With a spear in hand, the dragon spirit soared into the sky.

"Break it for me!"

Rumble!

The purple qi around the dragon was like a cloud, and the spear in his hand waved, stabbing fiercely at the palm print that covered the sky.

As soon as the two forces touched each other, the fluctuations suddenly erupted, and the astonishing spiritual pressure swept out, forming a storm that swept away within a few thousand meters of the surrounding area.

On top of that palm print, the spirit pattern array suddenly activated, and suddenly a vicissitudes and violent aura exploded.

Under that breath, the spear shattered instantly, and Long Ming's face turned pale.

Boom!

Yechen took the opportunity to slam his palm into Long Ming's chest, and with a bang, Long Ming's muscles and bones were broken, and the whole person flew out violently. Please enter the URL: heiyaпge in lowercase letters to watch the latest and fastest chapters

It was only after smashing several towering trees with one face that it stopped.

Burst!

Struggling to stand up, the tide of sharp pain instantly overwhelmed him, and Long Ming only felt a lump in his chest.

With a pop, he opened his mouth and spat out a large cloud of blood, scarlet and terrible.

"Long Ming, how are you?"

Lu Cheng's face changed drastically and asked loudly.

"It's fine!"

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Long Ming stood up in pain.

Ten feet in front of him, Yechen's face was cold, and he was full of murderous energy.

"Under the palm of my Eight Desolations, I can still stand up, and it really deserves to be a dragon!"

Yechen smiled coldly, his expression full of ridicule.

"Eight Desolation Palms, Hundred Broken Thirteen Clans Creation Martial Arts, which vein are you?"

Long Ming raised his head, looked at Yechen with his eyes, and said coldly.

"Oh, even the Hundred Broken Thirteen Clans know?"

Yechen's face changed slightly, but then he thought of something, and his expression returned to indifference again, "Yes, I am the Night Killer of the Thirteen Clans!" ”

"Thirteen clans, rumored to be from outside the Nine Domains, born in the Ten Directions Netherworld."

"Thousands of years ago, there was a war of the hundred tribes, and after that, the world was not ......"

Long Ming's voice was indifferent, as if he was just telling a story, but when these fell on Yechen's ears, it was tantamount to thunder.

"Enough ......"

Yechen snorted coldly, his body turned, and he came to the front of Long Ming in an instant, and slapped it with a palm.

This palm, Yechen slapped out in anger.

And the dragon will already be at the end of the strong crossbow, and in Yechen's opinion, this palm dragon will die.

Boom!

With a bang, a hidden smile flashed in the depths of Long Ming's eyes.

Under that palm, Long Ming did not avoid or retreat, and actually resisted this blow alive.

"No...... right"

The corner of Yechen's eyes jumped, and he suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous aura.

That kind of breath, Yechen has only encountered in the three deaths.

Years of fighting made him react instantly.

Glancing at Long Ming, Yechen's face changed drastically.

I saw that Long Ming, who should have died under a palm, his eyes were blood-red, his clothes were fluttering, and his aura was extremely messy.

As he stepped out, the aura around Long Ming's body rose sharply, and in just an instant, he crossed from the Spirit Martial Realm to the Dao Palace Realm.

One Heavy ...... Dual...... Five-fold ......

"Impossible......"

Looking at this scene, Yechen let out a wild roar, stepped out, and slammed into Long Ming with a punch.

He wants to stop the dragon underworld, if he allows the realm of the dragon underworld to climb endlessly, it will not be something he can control after that.

Rumble!

As soon as his fist entered within three feet of Long Ming's body, a purple gold aura erupted from Long Ming's body, and under the collision of the two forces, it directly blasted Yechen dozens of steps away.

At the same time as Yechen's body retreated, Long Ming's eyes also opened suddenly.

Zheng!

The two essences disappeared in a flash.

At this moment, his aura had climbed to the middle of the Hundred Tribulation Realm.

Long Ming stood up, clenched his fists, and suddenly a burst of sound arose.

Glancing at Yechen, the figure of the dragon suddenly flashed.

The next moment, Long Ming suddenly appeared in front of Yechen, and blasted out with a punch, directly blasting the latter out of a dozen steps again.

Burst!

Under the stormy attack of the dragon and the underworld, Yechen finally couldn't support it, and scarlet blood water continued to spurt out.

"Burning Blood ......"

Raising his head with difficulty, looking at Long Ming in front of him, Yechen's face was hideous.

"Long Ming, you didn't hesitate to burn your blood to fight me!"

"So what?"

Long Ming's expression was cold, "In today's battle, either you die or I will be destroyed." ”

"But even if I die, I'll let you bury me!"

Before the words fell, Long Ming once again bullied forward, and his fists slammed into Yechen's body like a mountain.

Roar!

Suddenly, Yechen shouted violently, and the whole person was forced to stand up under the attack of Long Ming.

At this moment, how can he have the posture of a half-point prisoner before.

Covered in blood, even the heavy iron armor on his body was blasted to pieces by the dragon underlife.

"Long Ming, Lao Tzu wants you to die!"

Yechen's handsome face was extremely hideous at the moment, and his eyes were red.

In the roar, Yechen's ten fingers were closed, and then Long Ming saw it, and a simple bronze tripod suddenly appeared in Yechen's palm.

Xiao Ding's whole body is dark, and a large number of spiritual patterns are engraved on the body of the ding, which is shining with a strange light.

Long Ming's eyes tightened, feeling the aura emanating from the ancient Xiaoding, and his face changed drastically.

"Zhenlongding!"

"Haha, yes, this is Zhenlongding."

Yechen sneered loudly, his face was crazy, "Zhenlongding suppressed the dragon clan, today you are dead!" ”

"Do you dare to carry Zhenlongding privately?"

Long Ming's face was extremely solemn, and he had never seen him so disturbed under the Eight Desolations of Yechen.

"Why not?"

Yechen raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were full of madness, "As long as I can take your surname, what if I can use the Blood Dragon Guard?" ”

"Daozi Long Hao is longing for you, hahaha......"

"Long Hao damn it!"

Long Ming's face is pale, and the dragon ding is a heavy weapon of the dragon clan, built as a suppression and killing of the dragon clan without a way.

In order to kill himself, Long Hao actually used Zhenlong Ding privately, which made Long Ming extremely angry.

"Zhenlongding, suppress the heavens and the earth!"

Yechen drank coldly, and the simple Xiaoding in the palm of his hand suddenly flew out, and it turned into a giant of more than ten zhang in just an instant.

The runes on the body of the Ding shook, and a terrifying aura erupted from the Zhenlong Ding.

And under this breath, the dragon body's body suddenly froze, as if it was in the mud.

Even the cultivation of the dragon and the soul was suppressed under that breath.

"Burning the Sky!"

Long Ming's face turned cold, and the Burning Heaven Technique was violently running.

Rumble!

Countless ghostly black spirit flames suddenly appeared, surrounding the dragon body, erupting into a powerful spiritual power fluctuation.

The dragon underworld that burned the bloodline and stepped into the Hundred Tribulation Realm in one fell swoop, once again cast the Burning Heaven Technique, which was several times more powerful than before.

And it was this level of creation and chemical martial arts, facing Zhen Long Ding, Long Ming's expression became more and more solemn.

"Long Ming, I'll let you see it today, the power of Zhenlong Ding!"

Yechen stood in the air, his body covered with heavy iron armor, his eyes were red, and he looked down at Long Ming coldly.

"Ten Directions Thunder Fire Town Heaven and Earth!"

Yechen shouted violently, his ten fingers moved, and he continued to make one spirit seal after another, urging Zhenlongding.

Rumble!

The whole body of the dark Zhenlong Ding suddenly changed, and on the body of the Ding, the spirit pattern of the talisman shone brightly.

A breath of destruction erupted!

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Long Ming's eyes tightened, and he looked up, and then he was shocked to find out.

The sky and the earth shrouded in night suddenly swelled, and countless thunder and fire swam above the clouds like spiritual snakes.

Boom!

An arm-thick thunderbolt suddenly descended, slashing fiercely at the dragon underneath the Zhenlong Ding.

Roar!

Looking at this scene, Long Ming's face suddenly changed.

"Pure Lotus Demon Flame!"

With a wild roar, the aura around Long Ming's body rose wildly, and the spiritual flames hanging around him instantly turned into a huge lotus flower.

The lotus has seven petals, and the whole body is pitch black, constantly blooming with an incomparably bewitching light.

And under the huge demon lotus, the purple gold spirit between the eyes of the dragon and the dark was magnificent.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder fire descended from above the clouds and slashed at the seven-petal demon lotus.

Airplanes!

The thunder fire that contained the violent spiritual power, as soon as it touched the demon lotus, it turned into nothingness in an instant.

Yechen looked at this scene with a stunned expression, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Wangu Thunder Prison!"

There was a wild roar, and Yechen's face was crazy.

Airplanes!

In a strange humming sound, between the inky clouds, countless thunder and fire rolled down.

The prison composed of hundreds of feet of thunder and fire on one side actually descended directly.

In that prison, an aura of destruction erupted in an instant.

Looking at the Thunder and Fire Prison between the canopies, Long Ming's face changed in shock, and then he suddenly raised his finger.

A finger between the foreheads!

Suddenly, Yechen saw that between the dragon's forehead, a giant dragon with a purple gold body floated out.

"Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Decision!"

The purple gold dragon roared wildly, and instantly turned into hundreds of zhang, with an indifferent expression, and a breath of oversighting the world exploded.

Then, the purple gold dragon soared into the sky and headed towards the Ten Thousand Ancient Thunder Prison.

And Long Ming, when the purple gold dragon left, his face turned pale suddenly.

Lu Cheng was already dumbfounded, this level of battle was far beyond the limit of his imagination.

A fist shatters the mountains, and a sword breaks the rivers.

This is the battle that belongs to the martial arts powerhouse, and all this has completely ignited the blood in his heart.