Volume 1 A Sword Light Chills the World Chapter 119 Ten Thousand Dragons Dominate
When Yin Zhihua saw this scene, a heart that had just fallen rose again, "The strength of this blow is probably stronger than the full force of the Jindan mid-stage monk, can he really block it, and as Uncle Qing said, can he kill the other party between three or two moves?"
"This, this is too strong, a kid named Han Xiao is going to be finished. β
On the rostrum, a Jindan Realm Sect Master had a shocked face, you must know that even with his current strength, he could barely hit the power of Mo Li's blow.
"It's really a generation of talented people, my generation is old, my generation is old. β
The other sect master of the Jindan Realm sitting beside him is already four hundred and eighty years old, and he is already dying, the average life span of the Jindan Realm is about four hundred years old, and the highest can only live to about five hundred years old, if he can't transcend the Jindan Realm and enter the Yuanying Realm at his age, he will return in a few years, so he always has a sense of heroic twilight in his heart.
Wu Danfeng's brows also furrowed, and the monks next to him were all talking about his disciples, and they were all in a declining tone, which made him very angry, and he had no way to calm down, so he could only secretly say in his heart, "Han Xiao, you must fight for Lao Tzu!"
"Ten Thousand Dragons"
Mo Gao shouted violently, and all the dragons in the air seemed to have received some kind of strong stimulation, biting and attacking each other in the air.
The dragons collided with each other, letting out a dull roar, and the power fluctuations generated by the impact hit Han Xiao wave after wave like a tide.
Under the impact of that powerful power wave, Han Xiao was like a million-pound mountain that did not move at all.
"Is that all you have to do?" Han Xiao stood proudly with his hands in his hands, staring at Mo Li coldly.
Mo Gao's seven holes were bleeding, obviously reaching the extreme yin that he could bear, but there was no pain on his face, but instead let out a gloomy laugh, "Hahaha, Han Xiao, you are very powerful, I must admit this, if it was before you were injured, I might not be your opponent." However, now, I see that you are like taking my Wanlong Monopoly, which can be compared to Yuanying's blow. β
As he spoke, he pinched a mantra in both hands and pointed sharply at the sky.
Those dragons in the struggle were like being punctured at the same time, and they exploded at the same time, setting off a monstrous wave.
Roarββ!
In the midst of the air waves, a strange long groan sounded out of thin air, like a sound wave of air pushing on which energy fluctuations, pushing the entire air flow out of a hundred miles.
A yellow golden dragon rushed out of the stacked qi waves, shaking most of the monks under the golden pill around them to the ground.
All the monks' ears were buzzing, their brains seemed to have been blown open, and they looked up at the sky, their eyes glazed over.
The domineering aura of the golden dragon filled the entire square, and it struck out of the countless dragons to become the only true dragon, and it was like the lord of the world, looking down on all the monks.
"It's Wanlong's sole respect, Mo Li didn't hesitate to damage his body, but also killed Han Xiao, it seems that Han Xiao has become his inner demon, if he doesn't kill Han Xiao, he can't become enlightened. β
Zi Wu frowned slightly, and looked at Mo Li with understanding.
Ten Thousand Dragons is one of the ten secret techniques of the Burning Sound Palace, he uses the aura of his body to mimic the sound to resonate with the dragon qi between heaven and earth, thus summoning the dragon soul of heaven and earth.
However, the dragon soul summoned by manpower is a kind of dragon soul that is in a sleeping state, and it can't even exert one-thousandth of the power of the dragon soul.
In this regard, the Burning Sound Palace thought of a way, after using the magic sound to make these dragon souls go berserk, they would tear each other apart, once a certain dragon soul awakened, his strength would be a thousand times that of other dragon souls.
The golden dragon that appeared in the void in front of him was the awakened true dragon soul.
Although the power of the awakened dragon soul is extremely great, the controller also has to bear the impact of huge power, once an ordinary Condensing Qi Realm cultivator uses the Ten Thousand Dragons Supreme, without waiting for the true dragon in the countless dragon souls to awaken, they will be killed by the power generated by these dragon souls. Even if it is a monk in the Jindan Realm, he must be cautious when performing this technique, he will not be able to withstand the power of the dragon soul, and he will also die violently.
However, Mo Li is different, he has the blood of the ancient dragon, and he can absorb part of the power of the dragon soul pressing on him.
Rao is like this, his behavior is also very dangerous, and if he is not careful, he will be crushed into powder by the terrifying power of the dragon soul.
Under the pressure of the true dragon, most of the monks turned pale and their bodies trembled slightly. They weren't trembling because of Mo Li's strength, if they grabbed ten people here, there were five of them with strength above him, and they were in awe of the true dragon.
The true dragon is born as a god, and the monk is born as a mortal, this is the suppression of the rank, just like an ordinary person, seeing the county order, although the people can overturn the county order with a hoe, but the demarcation of the rank, not only do they dare not do this, but they will instinctively tremble, and even kneel and kowtow.
The sect master of the Jindan Realm, who was about to sit down, swallowed his saliva before saying, "This is a true dragon, he is a monk of the Qi Condensation Realm, and he actually recruited a true dragon. β
"Oh my god! this is really a dragon, I feel the breath of a dragon!"
The people present, except for the Transformation God Realm and some powerful Yuan Infant Realm cultivators, all changed their faces.
Han Xiao's heart froze, the breath of the real dragon came at him, he felt the deepest, every pore of his body exploded, and the hairs were also erected, which was a manifestation that people instinctively made when they encountered extreme danger.
"Ten thousand dragons compete for hegemony, the true dragon is the only one, Han Xiao, you will die today. I want everyone to remember my name, I am the strongest one who can dominate the realm. Mo Li's long hair was swept by the surrounding air waves, his robe was hunting, and the blood from the seven holes was rubbed and flowed, flowing and rubbing, and the whole person seemed to have entered a state of madness.
Han Xiao sighed lightly, "Mo Li, do you think that my injuries have not healed, and you can kill me with this true dragon?"
Mo Li's face changed when he heard this, and then he laughed and said, "Han Xiao, even if you can really suppress the realm of Jindan, you have to lower your eyebrows when you see my true dragon." β
"It's a living person who is really pressed by a dragon, but I'm not a living person!"
Han Xiao was not afraid at all when he heard this, and muttered.
"Huh?"
Han Xiao's voice was too small for Mo Li to hear clearly, but it didn't matter, no matter what other killer features Han Xiao had, he had already put all his bets on this blow, he couldn't be distracted by Han Xiao's words, he raised his hands, hugged them in front of his chest, and suddenly condensed a bright bead on his chest, and his beads jingled and made a strange sound.
"Die!"
Mo Li let out a loud shout and pushed the bead in his arms towards Han Xiao.
When the true dragon in the sky saw the brilliant orb, his eyes showed a fierce light, and his huge body soared in the void, and he swooped down towards the orb.
At this time, the bead happened to cover Han Xiao's body.
The power of the true dragon is pressed down, which is greater than the power of a million-jin mountain, and the two front claws of the true dragon are incomparably sharp, and they seem to be able to cut the void apart.
"Is this still a blow from the Qi Condensation Realm, this is clearly a powerful blow from the Yuan Infant!"
"Han Xiao, he's dead!"
Heaven and earth, so some people gasped, looking at Mo Li's eyes have changed, at first everyone said how powerful Han Xiao is, but most people have not seen it with their own eyes.
However, now that Mo Li had dealt this earth-shattering blow, they really felt it.
At this moment, most of the monks thought that Mo Li was the first person in the Qi Condensation Realm, and Han Xiao could only rank second at most.
"It turned out to be a real dragon, young master, I retract what I just said. Yin Qing's eyes shrank, the true dragon brought him great level suppression, although he knew that he could blast that true dragon away with one punch, but he still instinctively trembled, even him, Han Xiao standing in the center of the storm would only be more difficult.
Yin Shaohua's face didn't have much waves, and he sighed lightly, "It's a pity!"
In the case that everyone thought that Han Xiao would die, Han Xiao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the laughter was arrogant, like the overlord of a world who was on the top of the world, looking at the world.
"Even a little worm dares to be arrogant in front of me. β
Han Xiao rose angrily, stretched out his right hand to the sky, and the black gas within ten zhang rose to the sky, turning into a long sword of ten thousand black gases, the sword is like a long rainbow, which can penetrate the sun and the moon and break the mountains and rivers.
Then, his right hand slammed into the void, and those black qi long swords let out a terrifying roar, like a demon god coming from the Nine Shadows of Hell.
"My silence is extinguished, the name is not lonely, borrow your sword intent to use, slash!"
Han Xiao silently recited a spell in his mouth, and pressed his right hand down, flicked his fingers into a sword, and pointed at the golden true dragon that swooped towards him.
The bodies of the monks all around them trembled, as if something had pulled away from them.
Then, it was infused into the chilling sword.
"It's the sword intent, he actually took away the sword intent we comprehended. β
"It's terrible, what kind of supernatural power is this. β
Everyone had not yet woken up from the shock of Moli's mighty true dragon, and they were once again shocked by Han Xiao's methods.
This year's competition for the quota of the rolling sand sky is destined to overwhelm the glory of every previous session.
The black qi long sword, with cold light, pointed directly at the true dragon, and pressed the true dragon's qi back.
The whole heaven and earth, one by one!
And the most turbulent in his heart was Mo Li, he had clearly felt the sword stabbing on his throat at this moment, and the blood around him had already coagulated.
He still underestimated Han Xiao.
Roarββ!
The true dragon swooped down from above the nine heavens, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The countless black qi long swords moved like a pack of wolves, rushing towards the true dragon.
The two forces pulled the surrounding space into shape, and strange scenes appeared.
Bang bang bang......
Countless black qi long swords slammed into the real dragon's body, like waves of tide hitting the giant wheel, pushing the dragon's body dozens of feet into the air.
Everyone thought that this was the end of this first collision, but just as they were about to withdraw their gaze, a dark shadow appeared in the void out of thin air.
The black shadow was a black-clothed and black-haired young man, his body was surrounded by black energy, faintly forming the shape of a dragon, and the eyes of everyone who only looked at him shrank.
"What is he trying to do?"
When everyone hadn't guessed Han Xiao's intentions, Han Xiao raised his foot and stomped on the void, his whole body flew out, turned into a black dragon, and pounced on the golden true dragon that looked at the world.