The demeanor of the peerless demon will not be smoothed out because of the loss of time.

He, Dongfang Long, five hundred years ago, suppressed the world, except for those old monsters in the Divine Martial Realm, no one could catch his three moves at all.

In that era of martial arts prosperity, he was synonymous with invincibility, making martial artists all over the world fearless.

The Black Wind Old Man, the Blood Knife Ancestor and others were even more frightened by his invincible and domineering posture and did not dare to appear for five hundred years.

"Dongfang Dragon, this is no longer your time five hundred years ago, I will personally kill you today, end your martial arts myth, and create a myth that belongs to me. ”

Mo Wentian glanced at Dongfang Long coldly, and immediately the terrifying momentum of heaven and earth began to condense in his body.

Dongfang Long, on the other hand, stared at Mo Wentian with murderous intent, stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Dongfang Dragon, I have been cultivating for the past five hundred years, and finally I have practiced the ancient mastery "Splitting Heaven Divine Palm", today I will let you see its power. ”

Mo Wentian smiled fiercely on his face, as if there was already a scene in front of him where Dongfang Long had been defeated miserably.

"Mo Wentian, no matter what kind of mastery you have cultivated, as I said, you are by no means my opponent. Dongfang Long said proudly.

"Yes, then I'll give it a try, what real skills do you have as a martial arts myth!"

Mo Wentian smiled coldly, and a majestic and powerful golden light condensed in his right palm.

Terrible power, the void shakes,

"Heaven Splitting Divine Palm!"

As soon as Mo Wentian waved his palm, terrifying energy burst out from his palm.

Immediately, a golden handprint that was several times larger than just now was formed, and it struck towards the Eastern Dragon.

Terrifying energy fluctuations continued to ripple in the void, and this palm seemed to shatter the earth.

In the face of this extremely terrifying golden handprint, Dongfang Long's face was still calm and calm, and there was no change.

The momentum of his whole body, at this moment, also completely exploded.

The power that suppressed the world 500 years ago has reappeared between heaven and earth.

"Today, I want you to understand a truth, the so-called genius, no matter how hard you try, it is difficult to surpass him. ”

"Do you think that if you cultivate the evil secret art and cultivate with the help of my talent, you will be able to surpass me?"

"Wishful thinking, I'll use a trick now to crush your delusions!"

Dongfang Long said proudly.

Then, his hands were sealed, and with a wave, a golden dragon phantom appeared proudly in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, with both palms pushed forward, the golden dragon roared, and rushed straight to the golden handprint.

Rumble!!!

In an instant, the light is dazzling.

Thundered!!!

The heavens and the earth shook, and the entire Triumph Square shook violently.

The high platform for watching the battle that was built could no longer withstand the terrifying energy impact, and collapsed with a bang.

Fortunately, the people who were able to sit on it were all very powerful people, and they jumped up one after another, and they were not buried in the rubble.

After the dust and smoke settled, the terrifying energy fluctuations dissipated.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't expect the scene in front of them anyway.

Even Dongfang Haotian was taken aback, and immediately burst into ecstasy.

Originally, everyone thought it was an earth-shattering and inextricable war.

What surprised everyone was that Mo Wentian of the Divine Martial Realm was covered in tatters and blood at this time. Covered in scars.

The breath fell weakly to his knees on the ground, his face sluggish.

However, Dongfang Long stood proudly in the void with a calm and relaxed attitude, staring at Mo Wentian coldly.

"How is that possible...... How could this be, I was defeated by his move!"

"No...... It won't be like this, why did I break through to the Divine Martial Realm, and I am not the opponent of Dongfang Dragon. ”

Mo Wentian's eyes were glazed, and he kept shaking his head and shouting.

He couldn't accept this fact anyway.

He broke through to the Divine Martial Realm, confident that he could defeat the Eastern Dragon.

However, the truth is that he was defeated by him again.

Such a result also caused an uproar in the audience.

Mo Wentian of the Divine Martial Realm was defeated by Dongfang Dragon with one move, which was something that everyone couldn't believe, but it was an undoubted fact!

"It is worthy of the martial arts myth that suppressed the world five hundred years ago!"

The myth of martial arts, which has been in decline for five hundred years, has risen again after today's war.

Then I contacted Dongfang Haotian, the descendant of the Dongfang family.

This even more talented teenager.

People can already see it.

The future of the Oriental family will be terrible.

A two-thousand-year-old demon, no one before or after!

At this time, Zhuge Liang became excited and shouted.

"Deception Divine Body, this is Deception Divine Body!"

"No wonder the old prince has such a strong combat power, and he has no power to fight back against Mo Wentian in the Shenwu Realm. ”

Immediately, he said: "The owner of the body of the sky is destined to have a brilliant life and be proud of the others. ”

"This kind of person is destined to be the pride of the sky, the darling of the heavens, and has a powerful combat power far beyond that of martial artists of the same level. At the same time, the cultivation talent is also amazing, and it is rare through the ages. ”

"Dominate the world, unparalleled in the ages, that is, the Tyranny Divine Body!"

"Old prince, even if you only have the cultivation of a half-step Divine Martial Realm, you definitely have the strength of the peak of the Divine Martial Realm. ”

Dongfang Haotian is also a burst of pride, pride.

In his blood, there is also the blood of the Dongfang family, which is something that cannot be changed in a lifetime.

Dongfang Long looked at Mo Wentian coldly and arrogantly: "At the beginning, I was like your own brother, loyal to you, and laid down most of the country for your Mo family, but you assassinated me, have you ever thought about ending up today." ”

Mo Wentian smiled miserably: "Dongfang Dragon, the winner is the king, the loser is the coward, if you want to kill, kill it, don't talk nonsense." ”

Defeated in the hands of Dongfang Long, Mo Wentian was completely desperate in his heart, and he only wanted to die.

Seeing this, Dongfang Haotian was in a hurry.

Although Mo Wentian is a pseudo-Divine Martial Realm that has forcibly broken through, it is also a cultivation of the Divine Martial Realm.

If you kill him, you can explode rich items for the first time, and if Dongfang Long kills him, he will lose all his money.

So, he immediately stood up and said respectfully: "The descendants of Dongfang Haotian have seen the ancestors. ”

"Haha, you are very good, young King Qin, you are the pride of our Oriental family. ”

What happened in the entire Triumph Square, although Dongfang Long couldn't speak or move, his sense of sight and hearing was still there, and he naturally knew the ins and outs of everything.

He was very satisfied with his descendant, who was 500 years later, and his eyes were full of kindness.

Dongfang Haotian said: "Ancestor, the lonely king has a plea, I don't know if it can be allowed?"

Dongfang Long smiled: "King Qin, it doesn't hurt for you to say it. ”

Dongfang Long called Dongfang Haotian the King of Qin, instead of calling him by his name as an ancestor.

It can be seen that he attaches great importance and respect to Dongfang Haotian.

As a king, you naturally have to have your own majesty as a king.

He could not rely on the old and sell the old because he was his ancestor, and ignore his royal majesty.