As if a heavenly sword slashed, a dazzling light appeared on the martial arts arena, and an incomparably sharp aura came from the cyan dragon claws.

As the cyan dragon claw continued to advance, I saw that the black space storm was trembling, as if it had met a king, and a crack appeared strangely at the edge of it, as if it had been cut, and the crack was still extending inward.

"How is that possible? What kind of martial art is that?" the children of the Wang family opened their mouths wide, and expressions of disbelief filled their faces.

They knew the power of the space storm very well, there was an incomparably powerful tearing force inside, and it was still constantly rotating, and a large amount of heaven and earth wind and energy energy were converging into it, and it stands to reason that even if someone could cut a gap, it should be restored immediately.

"What an amazing understanding!" The painting saint standing in the audience looked at the cyan dragon claw, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

He felt the breath of time and the breath of wind in the cyan dragon claws, if he didn't guess wrong, it should be a combination of the artistic conception of time and the artistic conception of wind, and the two artistic conceptions seemed to have been perfected, and they were perfectly fused together, so ordinary people would not be able to see it.

"No! With that kid's age, even if he cultivates in his mother's womb, it is impossible to comprehend all the two artistic conceptions to the realm of Dacheng. The expression of the painting saint was full of doubts,

Ye Hao looks like he is only sixteen at most, this age is too young in Ye Shengtian's opinion, and the artistic conception, even if it is a comprehension of the Dao Perfection realm, is extremely difficult, not to mention the consummation of both of them, otherwise there would not be so many Martial Emperors who were stuck on this threshold and could not be promoted to Martial Saint.

"Just with you, how can you break my space storm!" Wang Daochen glared and roared, and the energy of his whole body continued to pour into the space storm.

The exercises he cultivated were also extremely powerful, and they were extremely thick, and the brown Yuan Force formed a torrent, which continued to pour into the space storm.

With the addition of the brown Yuan Force, a thick aura emerged from the spatial storm, as if it had suddenly become perfect, and even the cracks that had been cracked at the edge showed signs of healing.

"Hmph!" Qinglong glanced at Wang Daochen, who wanted to resist, and snorted coldly, without any movement, but the huge Qinglong claw broke out of the air and slammed down.

"Boom!"

With a loud sound, the black space storm was instantly cut in half in Wang Dao Chen's blue face, and the energy contained in it lost control, and the entire martial arts arena was filled with a violent aura for a while.

"Click!"

"Oh no, run!"

The person standing in front clearly saw that on the energy qi shield formed by that formation, cracks were rapidly appearing, as if they would collapse at any time.

People are crowding, people are stepping on people, and they are all quickly retreating, lest they will be hurt by the violent energy if they take a slow step.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion resounded for miles in a radius, and the terrifying energy storm swept away from the spatial storm that was cut in half, and the entire earth seemed to tremble at this time, and an incomparably dazzling strong light burst out.

With the violent explosion, a figure flew out, sliding a kilometer on the ground and stopped.

"Shhh

After the strong light, those who left far away saw an unforgettable scene, the ground that was originally known as the hardest Longyuan stone, at this time, the huge cracks crisscrossing the entire martial arts arena, the children of the Wang family and the vast majority of people in the martial arts arena, there was a deep fear in their eyes, you must know that this martial arts arena has been repaired several times, and the Longyuan stone on the ground is at least three zhang thick, even ordinary martial arts need to use all their strength to destroy it to have such a powerful destructive power.

"This is impossible!" Wang Daochen didn't know what kind of exercise he was cultivating, in such a powerful explosion, except for a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, there were no scars on his body, and he stood up from the ground at this time, looking at the Qinglong on the field with a calm face and unharmed, his face was full of killing intent.

The sky behind him changed violently with his steady pace, as if the sun was rising, and an astonishing red color appeared quickly.

The strong wind kept blowing, but the corners of his clothes did not move, the hot breath continued to rise, and some young people and old people with low strength were constantly retreating, sweat beads kept rolling down their bodies, and they were rapidly wetting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Great Perfection of the Artistic Conception of Fire?" A young man wearing a blue robe and a mask on his face wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice: "It turns out that this is his real strength, and he has hidden it deeply. ”

This young man's strength is also very strong, and the aura on his body is fluctuating, but within half a meter of him, no one can get close.

If his mask is removed, I believe that the vast majority of people have seen him, and even if they have not seen him in person, they must have seen his portrait.

"Brother Chen is finally serious!" The children of the Wang family had a complicated look on their faces.

Wang Daochen is extremely favored in the family, even if it is the heavily guarded Tianbao Pavilion in the family, he can enter as much as he wants, and he is also a strong contender for the next Wang family patriarch, and many clan elders have publicly expressed their support for him to ascend to the throne, all because of his unparalleled talent.

"I won't lose!" Wang Daochen walked in front of Qinglong and stopped dozens of steps, he looked at Qinglong, with great confidence on his face, and said word by word.

He seemed to be incarnated as a god of fire, and his fiery breath continued to dissipate heat, and the originally blue sky behind him had no other color except red.

"Yes?" Qinglong's tone was flat, without any fluctuations.

"Of course, in terms of cultivation, you are lower than me, in terms of artistic conception, I have the artistic conception of fire of the Great Perfection, how are you my opponent, I want to defeat you, simply. Suddenly, Wang Daochen's complexion changed greatly, and he looked behind Qinglong, his face was full of horror.

Not at any time, a blue ocean had already appeared behind the green dragon, and the majestic water vitality was turbulent, and there was a huge sound of waves crashing, making a huge roar.

"This is impossible, how old are you, how is this possible?" Wang Daochen was furious, with a look of disbelief.

There is a special space in the Wang family, and the time in it is one to one, and he has stayed in it for three years, spending a lot of resources in the family to comprehend a kind of artistic conception to perfection, and how old is this Ye Hao, how can he cultivate several of them to the Great Perfection under the condition of comprehending so many artistic conceptions.