The Heavenly Dragon groaned, impacting not only the physical body, but even the Purple Mansion Divine Soul, which was constantly trembling.

In the face of the legendary terrifying sound attack, Lin Zhao's expression was like an eternal sun, standing still, without the slightest panic.

Before Ao Qingcang exhaled loudly, Lin Zhao sensed the opponent's next move through the sympathy of the qi of the two sides.

This is an instinct after martial arts practice to the realm of "seeing gods is not bad", and it can achieve "sympathy on the outside and see on the inside".

This realm is only the only one, and with the improvement of the Tao, gradually the eight senses are channeled, the heaven and the earth are closed in the heart, reflecting all things, and the dust is complete.

When it comes to Lin Zhao's martial arts cultivation, what he feels is the truth, and it is no different from what he hears and sees.

Therefore, before Ao Qingcang's killing move was made, Lin Zhao had already secretly blessed three "Circumferential Void Covers", and then his ears spontaneously raked the ear piercing.

Under the long chant of the Heavenly Dragon, countless spatial cracks faintly appeared around Lin Zhao.

The outermost layer of its body, the "Circumferential Void Cover", was also directly shattered.

Secretly triggered, invisible and disappearing, the sound waves constantly distort and deform the space outside its body.

Single-minded, Lin Zhao's fist intent could no longer be kept pure, and his offensive could not help but be affected.

Ao Qingcang's eyes widened angrily, revealing a brilliant blue brilliance.

Under the desperate struggle, this true dragon prince took advantage of the opponent's distraction, and finally broke through time and space and redivided yin and yang.

Captured his opponent's punches.

Then his right fist was clenched, and the surface of the entire arm was covered with small dragon scales, and the dragon yuan in his body rolled, and all the endless strength of his body poured out.

Ao Qingcang punched two feet in front of him.

At the same time, the mouth was full of long chanting, and the sound waves spread all over the ten directions.

Originally, Lin Zhao was standing in front of his body, but at some point, he arrived at the position where Ao Qingcang swung his fist.

The sound breaks through the void, and the fists are opposed.

The golden fist seal and the giant fist full of dragon scales collided with lightning in one place.

"Boom"!

Suddenly, the sky roared, like a thunderbolt.

The long chant of the heavenly dragon came to an abrupt end, and the aftermath was not endless.

A dull loud noise could be heard from thousands of miles away.

The onlookers of the primordial gods and demon kings, at this moment, their body protection powers were injured one after another, and their faces turned red.

The fighting man and dragon stood opposite each other, the surrounding space was shattered, and the void turbulence raged out, but the two sides stood in the void and did not move.

If time stands still in an instant, you can see a deep eye like an abyss, a golden light shining on the bald head, and a bearded hunting and flying under the chin.

The other's eyes were blue and shining, and the clumsy face was first confused, then shocked, and finally pained.

The two shields outside Lin Zhao's body shattered instantly, and the golden light on his body was bright and dark, alternating back and forth, like a flashing light, repeated three times.

Ao Qingcang's arm only trembled at first, and then the dragon scales exploded, and the tiny pieces of flesh accompanied by the pale golden dragon blood splashed everywhere like mercury and silver.

Each drop is full of the essence of the heavenly dragon.

On the fingers and arms, dragon bones like white jade loomed.

But that's just the beginning, and it's all about knowing your own state.

Sure enough, the wound spread all the way, rapidly spreading from the arm to the whole body.

Countless blood holes exploded, and dragon blood was scattered like a stream.

A strange scent filled the air.

It's a long story, but it all happened in an instant.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that Ao Qingcang was seriously injured in an instant, and blood was spurting all over his body.

And at this moment, the true dragon prince no longer seems to be easy-going in front of him, he is really arrogant and introverted, and he is domineering to all living beings.

But seeing that his expression was painful, his eyes were complicated.

But none of this can offset the loss in his heart.

In just one fight, he let himself be tempered thousands of times, and the dragon body that had been boiled for thousands of years with Long Yuan was seriously traumatized.

It's not that his body is not strong enough, it's that this "Ruda"'s control of boxing is too terrible.

It was so terrifying that it was completely unimaginable, how the other party turned the supreme power of more than 10 million catties, the subtlety of the imperial envoy, into a fierce and feminine one, and almost from invisible to tangible.

For a true dragon prince like Ao Qingcang, since he was born, he has never cared about the subtlety of controlling his power, as long as he can change freely.

The rest is mainly to temper the physical body and supernatural powers, so as to make yourself bigger, stronger, and fiercer.

And the power of the Celestial Dragon's bloodline also made it not have to worry too much about this.

This is like a rich second generation with hundreds of billions of assets, the education he has received since childhood, and most of the consciousness that has been instilled is how to open source, how to broaden his horizons, and how to expand his business empire.

Instead of thinking about how to break a penny into two halves.

But when the second generation encounters a perverted opponent with the same level of capital, the same vision, mind and means, and is good at breaking a penny into two halves.

Under the subtle manipulation of the other party and the horizontal push of the magnificent pattern, it is natural to stage a tragedy.

To put it simply, "it's not that Ao Qingcang is incompetent, but that the opponent is too cunning"!

The two sides did not stop in the air because of this, but shot continuously between the lightning and flint.

Lin Zhao seemed to be fine, but in fact, under the endless strength of Ao Qingcang, there were also internal injuries.

But at this moment, the fighter plane is fleeting, but he can't allow him to heal his injuries slowly.

What's more, Ao Qingcang in front of him looked miserable, but he was afraid that seventy percent of his strength had not been displayed, and he was surrounded by wolves and tigers.

Therefore, it is necessary to completely defeat this true dragon prince in order to continue its might.

After the first punch, Lin Zhao's second punch came.

Completely does not give the opponent time to think about it and cast other magical powers.

Ao Qingcang had no time to think, and instinctively swung out his left fist.

"Boom"

"Boom"

......

In less than a breath, the two sides exchanged eight punches in a row.

Under the opponent's continuous attack, Ao Qingcang only felt that the fist strength seemed to be endless, wave after wave, sometimes rigid and sometimes soft, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing, wantonly invading in his body.

Obviously, he has resisted the past, and later there will be a dark energy breeding, like maggots possessing the body,

Under such compulsion, Ao Qingcang knew that if he continued, he would definitely be killed by him today, and he would never be spared.

Therefore, when Lin Zhao waved the golden fist mark again, he bombarded it.

Ao Qingcang opened his mouth suddenly, and suddenly a fist-sized, crystalline ball of light flew out suddenly.

It slammed into Lin Zhao's golden fist seal and completely repelled it.

Then the ball of light was thrown into Ao Qingcang's mouth again, and the battle in the sky was temporarily interrupted.

At this moment, Ao Qingcang was extremely miserable, covered in wounds, and the keel as white as jade could be seen everywhere on his body, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

Lin Zhao flew back suddenly.

Then he grabbed the void with both hands, collected all the dripping dragon blood and dragon flesh that Ao Qingcang scattered in the air, and received a small space jade bottle.

Feeling a pool of dragon blood and dragon flesh in the jade bottle, Lin Zhao's face did not change, and he took care of himself in front of everyone's eyes, just like that, he made a few sealing spells on the jade bottle and put them into his storage magic ring.

Then he put his hands behind his back, as if he took it for granted.

Seeing this, Ao Qingcang's face suddenly became sluggish, and he felt a nameless fire burning from the spring under his feet, climbing up, and straight into the Mud Pill Palace.

And the many demon kings and Genshin Shinichi who were watching from a distance all showed distressed expressions.

This is the flesh and blood of a real dragon, and the demon king can purify his own bloodline and enhance his strength.

The monk can use it to refine the elixir.

In terms of divine effect, there is no one in the flesh and blood of the heavenly dragon in this realm.

But he was bald by this seemingly tyrannical, but actually treacherous bald thief, how could a heartache!

"Hey, Your Excellency has deceived me too much. ”

Ao Qingcang's eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, regardless of the trauma on his body, he instinctively immediately revealed his true form and turned into a heavenly dragon.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he actually stopped the surging qi and blood.

Then a Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in his palm, and the treasure on it was full of treasure, and the silver brilliance illuminated the boundless wind and rain.

Lifting the halberd upside down, Ao Qingcang took a deep breath, suppressed all the anger, and said in a calm tone:

"Your Excellency is far more powerful than a certain family expected.

If you can catch the halberd, I will leave immediately.

If you can't catch it, then die!"

Feeling the endless killing intent in Ao Qingcang's tone, Lin Zhao knew that his actions just now really made the other party really angry.

And this Fang Tian painting halberd is obviously extraordinary, it seems to hide a Western Gengjin white tiger inside, and the intention of killing is through the wind and rain, straight into the sky.

Lin Zhao faintly felt that even his soul had a tendency to tremble.

The best magic weapon?

In any case, the situation below is definitely not easy to deal with.

Lin Zhao's expression became extremely solemn, and a small golden and jade-colored mountain peak appeared in his palm.

"Although the prince let the horse over, the magic weapon of the Sprinkle family was temporarily borrowed from his friends, so the control was a little rough.

If you accidentally miss, don't blame it. ”

When the Yuan God saw Jin Yufeng, he immediately showed a thoughtful expression.

Ao Qingcang didn't say anything more, his figure flickered, and he crossed the space in an instant, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand turned into a silver ray, cutting through the void and stabbing towards Lin Zhao's neck.

Before he got close, Lin Zhao's sweat and hairs stood on end, and his liver and gallbladder were cold.

The halberd suddenly disappeared halfway, and nine silver dragons of about one zhang appeared in the air, wandering uncertainly, surrounding Lin Zhaotuan.

This painted halberd is called "Zhantian Silver Dragon Halberd", which is a real and superb magic weapon, from the treasure house of the dragon clan, weighing 2,700 catties, which can cut through the void and be sharp.

The dragon tail dragon beard and dragon scales on the silver dragon look lifelike, like a real dragon, with a vivid expression and a little cute.

In fact, the crisis is hidden, and the murderous aura is like a thorn in the back, and at the same time attacking the form of the god, it can be described as deadly, and all of them hook the soul.

Lin Zhao's mind and divine consciousness were completely unable to tell which one was the real halberd and which one was illusory.

Maybe all of them are magic weapons and supernatural powers.

What's even worse is that Lin Zhao faintly sensed that the silver dragon generated by these nine halberds had the power to cut everything.

Even if his physical body is strong, he has the ability to become a small King Kong and not be bad.

But in the face of such a terrible and ferocious attack, it still makes it uncertain to take it hard.

At the time of life and death, the "Mountain Town Shape Dafa" moved as he wished, and suddenly used it, finally making Ao Qingcang's figure and the silver dragon transformed by the painting halberd pause for a while.

Then Lin Zhao was covered in golden light, and in the storm, it was like a bright lamp, and the gold in it was immortal and inextinguishable, blooming with immeasurable light.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a huge roar that shook the universe suddenly came out of Lin Zhao's mouth.

Perhaps it was a coincidence in the dark, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the dark sky, and the purple lightning swam uncertainly, cutting through the sky.

Echoing with the "King Kong Lion's Roar".

In an instant, it was like the heavens were angry, and the thunder in it weighed heavily on Ao Qingcang's heart.

Originally, he was suddenly shocked by the "King Kong Lion's Roar", and his mind was a little dizzy.

At this time, the mind was even more distracted, and the nine silver dragons gradually lost their spirituality and became sluggish.

The originally sharp blow ended so dramatically.

This thunder was like a signal, and suddenly thunder sounded in the sky, and the electric snake kept swimming through the clouds, expelling the darkness.

Between light and off, when light and darkness converge, a pair of onlookers were shocked.

For a moment there was no speech, only the roar of thunder and the howling of the wind.

Some demon kings instinctively fear the thunder, and their hearts gradually become conscious.

Even if the treasure is good, you have to have a life to get it!

After the lightning, Ao Qingcang lifted the halberd upside down, new muscles were formed on his body, and the injury healed quickly.

"Dao friendly supernatural powers, a certain family lost.

It's shameless to stay, say goodbye!"

After that, the halberd was gone, and the whole person gradually disappeared into the rain, borrowing the water and escaping, not knowing where to go.

After a few breaths, a voice suddenly came: "In three years, my Qianlong Sea will hold a dragon transformation conference."

As the fifth prince, I sincerely invite Your Excellency to come and watch the ceremony, and then we will have a showdown!"

Lin Zhao frowned, waved his hand at the south and said:

"The prince is kind-hearted, and the Sprinkle family will definitely go at that time. ”

Then he put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and sang in his mouth:

"The remnant sun desert is far from the ancestral continent,

Crossing without waves has also been worried.

Suddenly heard that an old friend is in the wind and the sea,

Xuanwu Storm Sky Dragon Hunting. ”

The sound is blank, through the wind and rain.

There seems to be no sorrow in it, and there is also endless domineering secret.

Many onlookers secretly thought to themselves, the "Zuzhou" in the mouth of this killing god should be the West Zhenyang Continent; "Wubo" must refer to the waveless sea between the West Zhenyang Continent and the Central Continent; the "old friend" must be a Yuchen Daoist!

For a moment, everyone had their own thoughts, their eyes flickered, but no one made a move.

Seeing that the bald monk was still shining with golden light, hanging in the void, his bearing was like an abyss, and his body was domineering.

In the sky, the sky is covered with thunder, the electric snake is picturesque, the wind is sweeping, and the torrential rain is like a note.

Suddenly, the mind of snatching Xuanwu Neidan was suppressed in the bottom of his heart, and he was secretly watching the development of the situation in order to make a decision.

The bald monk was in a state of refreshment, when suddenly his right palm swung out and slashed down in the air.

Suddenly, a void portal appeared, and the golden figure stepped into it, disappearing, and then the void was bridged.

Only the remaining onlookers were dumbfounded.

Among them, there were also more than a dozen figures raising their eyes to look in different directions.

"This junior is slipping away fast!"

At this moment, an emaciated figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

The person who came was sparsely bearded, dressed in a cyan robe, holding a whisk, and a pair of triangular eyes were very vicious, standing in the air, looking southeast.

After a few breaths, three more figures arrived, and several people looked at each other, but did not communicate, but secretly guarded against each other.

"Hmph, dare to help that demon Dao, did he run away?"

A tall figure spoke abruptly, and then punched into the void.