The showdown in the East China Sea has attracted the attention of countless people!

In the sky, countless lights flashed, and countless strong men rushed to the East China Sea to witness this earth-shattering duel.

Soon, it's time for the showdown.

Chu Yun appeared in the East China Sea, and saw a man from a distance, dressed in a cyan robe, with a masculine spirit all over his body, handsome and chic, and charming demeanor;

"You're here!" said Zu Long Candle Li.

"It's here!" Chu Yun said calmly.

"Then, you will die!" Ancestral Dragon Candle said proudly, "Today, this is the place where you bury your bones, and this is the place where you are buried!"

"Stupid son, there is always a stupid father!" Chu Yun said calmly, "Heaven and earth have a tribulation, the last tribulation was the destruction of the gods, but now, it is the moment when your dragon clan is destroyed!"

"You are simply looking for death, mutilating my dragon clan, no one in the sky or on earth can save you!" said Ancestral Dragon Candle proudly.

As he spoke, Zu Long stepped forward and blasted out with a punch.

"Nine days of fist town!"

The fist is extremely simple, as if it will smelt thousands of spells and endless magical powers into it, and the power of one punch is like the mountains and seas surging, as if it has shaken the avenue of heaven and earth, and wherever one punch goes, it will suppress the nine heavens.

Chu Yun secretly admired that his descendants also had outstanding points.

Relying on the old and selling the old will only lead to a miserable death.

It may be that in terms of cultivation time, this ancestral dragon is not as good as him, but his cultivation qualifications and combat power are not necessarily much inferior.

If you are arrogant, you will only die a miserable death!

On the road of cultivation, there are no seniors and juniors, no early cultivation and late cultivation, only the strong are teachers.

"Poor repression!"

Chu Yun waved his hand and slapped it. Everywhere he went, he turned into a phantom shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and the phantom flickered, swaying out with the majesty of suppressing Daqian.

Boom Boom!

The two collided together, and all kinds of energies were intertwined. The stirring is endless, and the impact is endless. It's just that neither of them retreated, but kept stepping forward, fist to fist, and close quarters fighting.

"Dance of Ten Thousand Dragons!"

The ancestral dragon struck out with a palm, and all of a sudden, the void shattered, and one after another energy flashed, turning into one divine dragon after another. These dragons have different expressions and charms, and there are as many as 100,000 in total. Every divine dragon has a good combat power, and one hundred thousand divine dragons gather together to suppress the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"The witch path is immortal!"

Chu Yun stepped out in one step and played the comprehended Wu Clan Fist Technique.

I saw that behind me, there were phantoms of the witch clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches represent the strongest 12 avenues of Pangu, and many great witches represent the avenues of Pangu and cultivation.

One by one, the witches appeared. Turned into the power of blessing, blessing Chu Yun's body, the battle intent is rising, the mana is increasing layer by layer, the strength is constantly condensed, and finally Chu Yun hit Tian Yuan with a blow. Fighting forward, bombarding the ancestral dragon.

The two collided again, and after a long time, they separated again.

"The drums of war rumble, and the flags hunt. The iron spear is like a forest, the sword light is like frost, the iron horse is strong, the void battlefield, and the fighting spirit is not extinguished!"

With a single thought, Chu Yun used the Nine Turns of Battle Intent, the supreme killing technique.

At this moment, the ninth turn of battle intent has entered the realm of seven turns, and it can rely on the change of mind to evolve into a void battlefield, which is reflected in the heart of the monk and shocks the monk's heart.

The Void Battlefield was not real, nor was it constructed by mana, but evolved in Chu Yun's heart and reflected in the monk's heart. The more powerful the power of the soul, the more you can perceive the void battlefield and feel the vast battlefield killing, but on the contrary, some people whose hearts are fragile and have cultivated to a low level cannot feel the reason.

Boom Boom!

With Chu Yun performing the Seven Transformations Realm, Battle Will Attack Technique, immediately the surrounding monks screamed one after another, and countless monks were imprisoned in their hearts and fell into the Void Battlefield, unable to extricate themselves, especially those with outstanding qualifications and strong cultivation.

And at this moment, the ancestral dragon was also vomiting blood from his mouth, his eyes were foggy, and he seemed to be caught in the void battlefield.

Fight on the battlefield, life and death are in an instant.

"Die!"

Chu Yun stepped out in one step and blasted out with one punch, wanting to completely kill the strong enemy.

It's just that at the moment of attacking the ancestral dragon, I saw that a mirror flew out of the ancestral dragon's body, blocking in front of Chu Yun.

As soon as the mirror moved, a white light immediately shot towards Chu Yun's body, and immediately Chu Yun only felt that the speed of time around him became slow, and it seemed that it would take millions of years to walk a single step.

"It's a pity!

Chu Yun urged the blood veins on his body, and immediately the power of time flashed, dissolving the white light.

One step out, Chu Yun punched out.

Boom Boom!

The mirror blocked Chu Yun's punch to kill!

It seemed that the force was a little too great, and the mirror trembled, as if it was about to shatter.

At this time, Zu Long coughed, and then punched his heart, as if masochistic, and immediately a huge blood hole appeared in his chest, and with the appearance of the wound, Zu Long came to his senses.

At this moment, the Void Battlefield could no longer trap Ancestral Dragon's heart.

At this time, a mysterious power surged, quickly repairing the ancestral dragon's injuries, and the injuries in his chest quickly recovered.

"Water Deprivation!"

As soon as the ancestral dragon's palm moved, the laws of water immediately flashed.

Chu Yun only felt that the moisture on his body was passing, and it seemed that in an instant, all the moisture on his body was going to be lost and turned into a dry corpse.

"Co-work!"

Chu Yun's mind changed, the blood veins on his body flipped over, turning into the blood of co-workers, and he immediately had precise control over the law of water, and took back the water that had been taken away alive.

And at the moment when Chu Yun was resisting the deprivation of water, Zu Long had already withdrawn and left.

It's just because Zu Long also understands that he can't kill Chu Yun by that move, and that move is just to delay time.

This withdrawal is already outside a hundred moves.

"Arrows of incense, kill strong enemies!"

A big bow appeared in Zu Long's hand, and the grade of this bow was considered an innate spirit treasure.

With the movement in his hand, the ancestral dragon stretched out his bow and set up the arrow, aiming at Chu Yun, and the blood-colored light on the arrow flickered, and there was a strong power of incense on it, all of which were the veins of the water tribe, and the power of the incense produced by the belief in the ancestral dragon.

The power of incense is extremely wonderful, it can be devoured and improved, and the power of incense can also be refined and turned into a killing weapon.

And at this moment, a large amount of incense power was condensed together, turning into blood-colored arrows.

The richer the blood on the arrow, the more powerful the arrow is, and the greater the damage to the enemy.

And at this moment, with the innate spirit treasure as the bow and the power of incense as the arrow, he aimed at Chu Yun and shot an arrow. (To be continued......)