"Xiao Yuan, you have finally grown up, Grandpa Golden Crocodile is very pleased."

Looking at Lu Yuan opposite, a gentle smile appeared on Golden Crocodile Douluo's old face.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and Lu Yuan, who he once taught, has far surpassed him.

In terms of strength, it has even stepped into the extreme field.

But he was not disappointed, but full of relief.

Because he not only regards Lu Yuan as the heir to the mantle, but also treats Lu Yuan as his own grandson, Lu Yuan can have today's achievements, he is really happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I was offended just now." Looking at the trace of blood on the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, Lu Yuan said with some embarrassment.

Even if he collects his strength, but the battle is a battle after all, and it is inevitable to bump and bump, not to mention, if he doesn't use a little real strength, he can't win the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"I don't blame you, this is a battle, and Grandpa Golden Crocodile is not seriously injured, it will be fine in two days, don't worry."

Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled.

"Hmm!" Listening to Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, Lu Yuan nodded.

"Xiao Yuan, since I am defeated, then let the Great Offering accompany you to fight, he is much more powerful than me, you have to go all out, don't keep your hands any longer, otherwise, you will lose very badly."

Golden Crocodile Douluo instructed.

"Yes, I remember." Lu Yuan responded, he naturally wouldn't underestimate Qiandaoliu.

The reason why he was able to defeat Golden Crocodile Douluo in nine moves was because of the suppression of the martial soul, Golden Crocodile Douluo was ninety-eight levels, but in front of him, he exerted his strength of ninety-seven levels at most.

Qiandaoliu is different, although the quality of the Seraphim Martial Soul is not as good as his Five-Clawed Golden Dragon King, but it cannot constitute a martial soul suppression, because the two are not the same category.

The humanoid martial soul is the most special, he can be classified as a beast martial soul, but it is different from the beast martial soul.

So in the face of him, Qiandaoliu can exert his full strength, how strong is the full strength of an Extreme Douluo, ordinary people, it is difficult to imagine.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to be careless at all, his strength was a lot of progress, but it didn't mean that he had no one in his sights, he had never underestimated Extreme Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo left the lake, and Qiandaoliu's figure flashed and came to Lu Yuan's side, and the two stood opposite each other.

"Xiao Yuan, you are very good, you still have a lot of hidden strength, your true strength has entered the extreme realm." Qiandaoliu looked at Lu Yuan, with a hint of admiration on his old face, seventy-seven level Soul Saint, his true combat power has entered the extreme realm, even if he has so many years of experience, he has only seen Lu Yuan alone.

"Although my momentum is comparable to the limit, it is still not as good as grandpa, and there is a gap in the limit, grandpa has also gone far in the limit level, but having said that, I will not lose today."

Lu Yuan's tone was light, but full of firmness.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but squint his eyes, so confident, does this kid still have any hole cards?

"Grandpa, let's fight." Lu Yuan's heavy pupils froze, and his whole body burst out violently, without wind and waves, and the lake under his feet rose with Lu Yuan's momentum and a water wall dozens of meters high, which looked extraordinary.

"Interesting." Qiandaoliu muttered, the golden light on his body flashed, the mysterious ancient chanting sound, the divine light sprinkled, and the seraphim martial spirit possessed the body.

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss!" Lu Yuan let out a low shout, his body was raised, his handprints changed, his palms were pushed out, and the water wall tens of meters high changed instantly, following Lu Yuan's gestures, it turned into a water dragon with a size of hundreds of meters, and roared towards the thousand streams with teeth and claws.

One of the self-created bloodline soul skills, the hidden dragon is in the abyss!

Qiandaoliu has a smile at the corner of his mouth, his palm is horizontal and vertical, and everything is fierce!

A golden palm blade suddenly appeared in the air, cutting off the hundred-meter-sized water dragon directly, and suddenly, the huge water dragon turned into clear lake water again, pouring out.

With a palm of his hand, he broke Lu Yuan's Hidden Dragon in the Abyss, and this strength was more than a few grades stronger than that of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The gap between the limit and the non-limit is embarrassing.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a divine ring and a divine body, even if his bloodline had evolved, it would be impossible for Lu Yuan to be able to fight Extreme Douluo right now.

"Xiao Yuan, you also take my palm!" Qiandaoliu said lightly, turning his palm slightly, and pressing down with one palm.

Suddenly, a huge palm print appeared in the air, pressing directly towards Lu Yuan's head.

Under the palm print, with a strong majesty.

"It's good to come!" Lu Yuan shouted, and in the dantian, the qi and blood golden pill was beating rapidly, and a powerful blood force emerged from the qi and blood golden pill, directly submerged into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Lu Yuan clenched his fist violently, infinite power burst out, golden light shone, and towards the huge palm print, he directly punched out.

"Boom!" The golden fist shattered the palm print, but the remaining power in the palm print hit the surface of the lake, but there was a loud noise, and the entire lake sank.

The water of the lake rolled, and the originally clear water of the lake became turbid, and it was affected, and even the shore was collapsed by this palm.

The power of the limit is unfathomable.

Different from the battle between Fang Cai and Golden Crocodile Douluo, the current fight between Lu Yuan and Qiandaoliu has completely risen to the limit level, and the damage caused by one punch and kick is extremely great.

Looking at this scene, Lu Yuan frowned slightly, if he continued to fight here, he was afraid that the island in the middle of the lake would have to be bombed by the two of them.

The surface of the lake was enough as a battlefield for him and Golden Crocodile Douluo, but it was still too far behind for him and Qiandaoliu.

"Grandpa, let's go to the air fight!" Lu Yuan said, the dragon wings fluttered, and his body rushed into the air.

"Good!" Qiandaoliu responded, and his body turned into a golden light to follow.

The two of them had risen thousands of meters before they stopped, where they could completely let go of their hands and feet.

"Xiao Yuan, choose the battlefield in the air, I'm afraid it's not good for you, this is my home field."

Looking at Lu Yuan opposite, Qiandaoliu laughed softly.

"For the real dragon, it is also instinctive to fly the clouds, so for me, the sky is the same as the home field."

Lu Yuan shook his head and said.

The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, the dragon is born to fly, and the sky can't affect him.

"That's good, grandpa also wants to see all your strength, if your play is limited by the battlefield, it won't be beautiful."

Qiandaoliu said.

"Then grandpa, you can take a good look." Lu Yuan said softly, the light in his hand flashed, and the golden dragon spear appeared in his hand, and at the same time, the golden light on his body shone, and the golden dragon armor that had been advanced to an artifact was also worn.

The two major artifacts were in his hand at the same time, and in the face of the Thousand Daolius, Lu Yuan did not dare to be careless.