Chapter 112, Descendants of the Dragon

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"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is self-improving!" Qin Hao chanted, this is the hexagram of the "Book of Changes" in their world, representing a kind of truth that people will win the sky, if people are self-reliant, they will be able to defeat heaven and earth. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a pity, it's all in vain!" The Split Heart Body came, and that oppression directly wanted to destroy Qin Hao's belief in self-improvement, as long as this wisp of belief was extinguished, everything would be over.

Qin Hao's body was completely shattered, and everything was moved by him to the jade disc behind him, but the jade disc he expected did not give him strength, even the green dragon chess game was smashed by this sword, and there was no resistance at all, this is the power of annihilation in all directions.

But the broken heart appeared, Qin Hao's everything was broken, but only this wisp of faith was not destroyed, but like a spark, it became a prairie fire, and his belief hid an indestructible force, which guarded everything about him.

"Your Tao is really as solid as a rock, but my sword is as sharp as clay! All directions are destroyed, and ink is splashed to stain all beings!" A poetic sword fell, and the pressure destroyed the world.

And Qin Hao's fire of faith still guarded the blood-colored coffin, that sword fell, directly slashed at his Dao, his original heart, so that he had a wavering heart, not that he was helpless, but that his heart-splitting power was too strong, at least it was a secondary thunder tribulation, and it was also the kind of secondary thunder tribulation of the double cultivation of the law body.

And this condensed sword momentum is to slash the heavens and the earth, it is the power of the ten directions, although it is not the heyday, it is likely that it is just a condensation of some fragments, but even if it blooms with a trace of power, it is not something that Qin Hao can contend with.

Seeing that Qin Hao was about to be destroyed by this sword, but at this moment, the blood-colored coffin guarded by his faith suddenly burst out with a great force, this power crossed the heavens, in line with the way of heaven, and a "hmm" dragon groan suddenly came from it, this dragon groan was extremely old, and a sound of the dragon vein was triggered.

It also made Qin Hao's belief suddenly shocked, the Buddha was poured into a strong force, he felt that he believed in something, the Buddha was moved, this kind of thing, deep in his belief, is his belief since childhood, that is a kind of oral legend, once upon a time, because of this legend, his blood boiled, that is a totem.

"You have passed the test, the descendants of the dragon, the luck of the true dragon race, will bless you!" An ancient voice came out of the ancient coffin, everything was still, even the slash that was wiped out in all directions stopped, and at this moment this voice was in control.

Qin Hao's belief suddenly surged, a great force was injected into his belief, the destructive body was cast again, reborn again, thousands of miles of body, in an instant, he broke through the shackles, reached the body of thousands of miles, the green dragon chess game condensed again, completely stabilized in his body, and chaos was formed again.

Shenzang condensed the pagoda again, this power is too strong, it is completely shaping everything about Qin Hao, and helping Qin Hao break through, the tenth layer of the pagoda, it seems to be condensed, the Buddha is about to break through the shackles of strength, break through to reach that one, his strength is restored again, and strong, the body is a saint, Shenzang is a saint, the real supreme.

"Roar"

Qin Hao let out a loud shout, his blood swelled, his blood surged, the descendant of the dragon, he heard this familiar word again, and the voice of the blood-colored coffin was so majestic, but it made him feel so kind, the Buddha returned to that world, and that kind of faith blessed his body.

The Chinese nation has no faith, the only thing that remains in their hearts is the "ancestor", is the "root", if you insist on adding a belief to the Chinese nation, then this belief is not the Tao, nor the Buddha, but the dragon.

Carved in the bones, everyone is like a dragon, this is the essence of the Chinese nation, since the ancient Yellow Emperor era, thousands of years without decay, the Chinese people, never forgot that they are the descendants of the dragon, that symbolizes dignity, but also like a kind totem of the yellow earth, deeply imprinted in the memory of every Chinese people, in the body, never faded.

"My belief is the dragon, because I am the descendant of the dragon, Longtengzhou, everything is prosperous, the Chinese people, everyone is like a dragon!" Qin Hao's shout from the bottom of his heart resounded, and the majestic power made him rise like a real dragon, and his fists were together.

"Boom"

The splashes of ink around him were all shattered, and only the dragon's will rose in his body, and the power that came from the blood-colored coffin made him like an emperor at this moment, cutting everything down.

"Supreme Dragon Fist!" Qin Hao burst up, his body was like a real dragon, and his fist turned into countless dragon phantoms, supreme and noble, destroying everything, the style of splashing ink, all of them were broken, and all the sword momentum was broken by this supreme punch, which was extremely domineering, but it contained benevolence, this is a momentum where everyone is like a dragon and everything is prosperous.

This is a kind of potential from the Chinese nation: "The power of the dragon, guarding all directions, guarding their own way, and guarding the important people around them." ”

Qin Hao finally understood where the attachment in his heart came from, it was from the belief in his heart, from the belief in the dragon, the dragon's potential is the guardian, and his potential is also the guardian, the underworld, the Buddha All this is destined by heaven, if Qin Hao didn't stick to his own way just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to get this help.

"Dragon Momentum" looked at his sword momentum being broken, the sword momentum of this supreme magic weapon was actually completely destroyed by Qin Hao's bursting momentum, at this time he somewhat understood, why Qin Hao was so unswerving, that belief was so persistent, just because of the momentum that burst out of his body at this moment.

"How can there be such a potential in the world? Are you from another world? Are you from another world? Is there really such a potential outside the sky? Tianxingjian is a gentleman who strives for self-improvement, Longteng State, and guards all directions, what kind of world is this?" Not only was there shock on his face, but he also had the wisdom to guess that Qin Hao was actually from another world, and he didn't feel decadent at all about this dilapidated situation, but instead had a plan to reach that world to observe.

"This is something you can never do, and you will never understand what it means to guard!" Qin Hao bloomed with the divine coffin, and his body was full of the power to destroy the world in every movement, this was the continuous support from the blood-colored coffin, and the Buddha was like a river and sea, giving him supreme power.

He swung out a punch, and the broken heart was beaten backwards, and the momentum of the ten directions was completely destroyed by him, and his fist burst out with the power of a true dragon, strong and domineering but incomparably thick, that momentum is not soft on the enemy, and those who commit me will be punished.

If it weren't for the body of the Heavenly Dao artifact, I am afraid that Qin Hao would have been shattered into ashes, and Qin Hao also felt that the body of the broken heart was incomplete, if it were not, I am afraid that even the blood-colored coffin with the help of his power would not be enough to resist such a supreme magic weapon as the destruction of the ten directions.

"Let me see your true power, destroy the Demon Fist in all directions. Not only was the broken heart not decadent, but it condensed again, and he actually had to fight again, with a strange smile on his face, what was he calculating.

At this time, what he played was actually the supreme mastery of the primeval demon clan, the Immortal Demon Fist, plus he was the body of the ten directions, this Destruction Demon Fist, with the momentum of the destruction of the ten directions, the entire heaven and earth collapsed, and the entire dragon world was shattered, leaving only the dark void, and the countless dragon tombs were all shattered, just for an instant.

When that fist hit Qin Hao's body, but Qin Hao sneered, the Buddha saw through what he was thinking, and he also condensed a fist, it was still the Supreme Dragon Fist, but this time the Dragon Fist carried the power of creating heaven and earth and the benevolence of the earth.

"The dragon is the ancestor of all things, the length of heaven and earth, hidden in the abyss, Teng in the state, and in the earth, two words, I will give it to you today to see if you can learn it!" Qin Hao sneered, the bloodthirsty war spear condensed again, like a blood-colored dragon, but there was no sense of blood, Qin Hao wrote two words in the air with a bloodthirsty war spear.

As soon as these two words were formed, they directly turned into two blood-colored true dragons roared, it was the word "Houde", he had already noticed the idea of splitting his heart, he wanted to learn his own way, but some of the ways are not something that can be learned, it is inherited from the bones, from the blood memory, not to mention the demon like the broken heart, although it is out of the ordinary demon, but the nature is still the devil, if the devil can learn to be virtuous, then it is not a demon.

These two blood-colored true dragons directly crushed the past with the power of virtue.

"Boom Boom Boom"

Collided with the heart-splitting Immortal Demon Fist, a demonic nature of destruction, and a tolerance of virtue, under the collision, the two truths were intertwined and distorted, this was a collision that did not belong to the Dao of this world, the entire True Dragon World was shattered, and even Qin Hao was shocked back tens of thousands of steps, such a power was no less than the two quasi-emperors fighting and killing.

"Pagoda suppression!" Qin Hao retreated tens of thousands of miles, but did not breathe, but attacked again, holding the pagoda, directly to suppress this explosion, and also to suppress the split heart, I am afraid that even the quasi-emperor would not dare to do such a thing, but Qin Hao is as fierce as this.

"Kill!" Split Heart turned into a magic sword, piercing through the four directions with the potential to destroy the Quartet, wanting to pierce Qin Hao's pagoda.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang"

The dark void was shattered, faintly revealing the eternal darkness, the two forces were too terrifying, if there was someone around, I was afraid that they would be directly collapsed and never lived, and their souls would be cut off.

"Give me the town!" Qin Hao's body pressed down fiercely, and directly suppressed the sword, after the split heart, it was still a step behind, Qin Hao's pagoda and chaos were one, and they all reached the heavy realm, and they were one step away from becoming the emperor, and even in some places, they had to break their hearts, and there was also the endless support of great power, and the broken hearts could only be suppressed.

"You won today, but unfortunately I am not defeated, you and I will still win and lose next time, and the devil will walk the world!" Seeing that the magic sword was about to be suppressed, but at this moment, the magic sword suddenly turned into a ray of light, and directly escaped from the suppression range of Qin Hao's pagoda, without any constraints.

"It's a pity!" Qin Hao saw this light flying away, but he didn't chase it, because he understood that this demon world was the supreme kung fu of the demon path, which could destroy the world or escape the world, and Qin Hao couldn't catch up at all.

At this time, the great power on his body also began to slowly fail, and the Buddha was a little overwhelmed, Qin Hao walked towards the blood-colored coffin, his face slightly worried