Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1807 Suffocating Power! (seeking subscription)

hold head high!
Su Qinian opened his mouth, and a vast dragon roar was different from the past, like a ray of skylight, piercing the darkness, and behind it, an ancient sky dragon whose whole body was condensed like rays of light emerged.

The body of the dragon, which was crystal clear like glazed glass, seemed to condense the most original light of the heavens. It pointed at Su Qinian in front of him, and as Su Qinian opened his mouth, a torrential dragon chant sounded out at the same time.

There is a majestic, vast, majestic aura, like the sky breaking the embankment, or like the sun falling, endless light and heat, accompanied by the substantive roar of the dragon, washing over Su Qinian, resounding throughout the entire mountain peak , also made the young quasi-king of the Ming clan in front change his tired look, he groaned, staggered backwards, and at the same time, the seven black rings wrapped around Su Qinian's body also appeared amidst the sound of the dragon's chant. It exploded with a bang.

"impossible!"

On the desolate prairie, standing in the gray wind and snow, the extremely indifferent Jiuqu Pluto lost his composure for the first time, shouted in a low voice, not only broke free, but also pushed over with force. Enlightenment is far from perfect, even just a broken law, but such a change is still beyond his expectations. Although the young Suotian war king has a high level of will beyond imagination, even if he does not suppress himself, In the view of Jiuqu Pluto, with the power of Death Tianyin, there is also a great chance of winning, but he did not expect...

"What law is this?"

In the arena of gods and demons, the young quasi-king of the Ming clan had messy black hair, and he was no longer as lazy as before. He looked at Su Qinian with unprecedented solemnity.

"Tianlong Bayin."

Su Qinian's tone was calm. This was a part of the inheritance from the ancient Tianlong. He did not expect that it would be passed on to him in this way at this moment today. Just now he inspired the Heavenly Dragon blood that he had refined, and obtained this Heavenly Dragon Technique.

Heavenly Dragon Eight Tones, what he just cast was just one of the eight tones, Light King's Fu. In addition, there are seven changes such as Shuilongyin, Huolinlie, and so on. From the perspective of Su Qinian now, this Tianlong octave seems to have only octaves, but in fact the octaves overlap, there should be endless changes, but with his cultivation base, he can only scratch the surface at the moment, let alone he is not familiar with the rhythm, if he wants to make this heavenly dragon method true I am afraid that there is still a long way to go.

However, it is more than enough to deal with the death sound of the young quasi-king of the Hades.

"Tianlong Bayin, the ancient Tianlong method?" the young quasi-king of the Ming clan murmured, then took a deep breath, and then exhaled gently, "I have lost."

His ghost soul is weak, and the shattering of the seven souls of the ghost snake made him lack of soul. Although he has not fallen, but the lack of soul is equivalent to cutting off the way forward, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to advance.

The spirit of battle returned, and the energy and spirit reunited. Su Qinian opened his eyes and looked at the young quasi-king of the Hades who had disappeared in place. , you will get shelter, of course, if you don't have time to speak, you will be killed by the master, and the arena of gods and demons will not interfere.

Lost again!
On Muling Star, millions of strong men from various races sighed in their hearts. The young Suotian War King was hailed as the number one in the world. After completing the strife, this kind of strong posture, even the most discerning person, has nothing to say.

At the same time, people also got a glimpse of the background of the Ming clan. Although the supreme beings of the Ming clan and the ghost clan denied it, how could the powerful people of the clans be so easy to fool, especially the supreme creatures of the clans, who sent the young The figure of the quasi-king of the Ming clan is engraved in his heart, and the reappearance of the prelude to death is definitely a major event that shakes the heavens. It is no less than the fall of the eight emperors and ten kings, and even has a far-reaching impact on the future.

On the desolate prairie, Jiuqu Pluto sighed in his heart. After all, he saved his life. As long as he does not die, there are infinite possibilities in the future. He lost two games to the Ming clan first, and there are six more games to come. He must win at least Only four rounds were needed to obliterate the young Suotian War King.

Just, is it possible?

On Muling Star, many powerful people from all races are asking themselves in their hearts, the young Suotian War King is too strong, this is a kind of desperate strength, whether it is the son of the Nether, or the mysterious young Hades quasi-king, They are all rare in the world. Looking at the strong men of the same generation in the sky, it is rare to meet opponents, but they are still defeated in the field they are best at. Even the weakest spirit cannot find a flaw. The next six gods and demons arenas , what will be the ending...

Only a group of strong men from the real dragon tribe, with bright eyes and shining brilliance, the majesty of the ancient heavenly dragon penetrated into their hearts and engraved in their minds, especially after the heavenly dragon chant that shattered the sound of death, several dragon kings looked at each other With one glance, they both saw the shocking and depressing agitation in each other's eyes. In this world, who else can understand their own origins and ancient dragons better than the real dragons.

Several Dragon Kings can be sure that the young Suotian Battle King has obtained part of the Heavenly Dragon inheritance. As for how much this inheritance is, it is unknown, but this also confirms that he has obtained the most pure ray of Heavenly Dragon blood. In the future, there is a possibility of becoming a dragon.

Three hours later, the third mountain peak.

That is Emperor Yangshi, the young overlord from the Stone Clan, with gray-blonde stone hair all over his head, his flesh and blood are distinct, and he looks very majestic. Standing there, he looks like a stone tower, which can be about ten feet high, with dark, flowing body. Deep metallic light.

But the powerful people of all clans looked at this one, but they didn't have any hope. The stone clan is good at the body, and this Yangshi emperor is famous in the heavens, but if it is about the body and soul, the heavens are of the same generation. Who can stand shoulder to shoulder with that young Suotian battle king, the body of a battle king, but the true king who is truly comparable to each other, smoothed out the huge gap in Dao enlightenment.

Counting on this spiritual confrontation with that Suotian heir, the strong men of all races are even more afraid that they will not be able to last a breath, and they will lose their souls in the long chant that day.

"Stone Clan." Su Qinian stepped onto the third arena of gods and demons, and looked at the Emperor Yangshi, "You should already know the first two battles, you can choose."

Emperor Yangshi doesn't look handsome at all, he has a sultry face and looks very evil, but his eyes are very calm, which doesn't match the temperament revealed on his appearance. He is very calm, even if he observes it in a different way. There were two wrestling fights just now, looking at Su Qinian at this moment, still not a bit timid, said: "My name is Yang Shi, you don't need to remember me, but please remember my fist."

"Do you want to compete with me in physical fitness?"

Su Qinian was a little surprised. In his opinion, this was the most impossible decision for the challengers from the four races, because there was no chance of winning.

"That's right, I want to compete in physical fitness with you." Emperor Yangshi nodded heavily, with a serious expression on his face.

As his voice fell, the familiar invisible power swept over again, and Su Qinian's spirit and spirit were separated. This time, he kept a body of battle blood, while the battle spirit of the human race fell silent, and the battle spirit only retained the most basic for a body of battle blood. The rest, such as the immortal will, cannot be moved.

Rumble!
Almost at the moment when Wei Li swept across, in the golden light of the sun, within the body of the Emperor Yangshi, there seemed to be a sacred furnace revived, and the golden stone blood erupted like a sun lake, and his entire dark body became pale. Shining brightly, like casted from gold, the scorching and masculine blood created a scorching hurricane on the top of the sacred mountain.

Competing for fitness?

On the Muling Star, most of the powerhouses of the races who are paying attention to this battle at this moment show a look of astonishment. Does this make sense?In particular, many strong men of the Stone Clan felt the questioning gazes from all over the world, and their expressions were not very good-looking. This is indeed a bit ridiculous. Emperor Yangshi is very strong. In the field of quasi-kings, especially the strong physique, it is difficult to find anyone in the same generation, but the opponent in front of him is a young war king, not even an ordinary war king. He is on the road of ancestral blood transformation, so Instead of competing with physical fitness, is it to maintain the unnecessary pride in my heart, or is there really nothing I can do about it.

Some Stone Clan looked towards the end of the gray wind and snow, wanting to get an answer from the supreme beings of the Stone Clan, but unfortunately the chaotic atmosphere was quiet, and there was no intention of responding at all.

On the third arena of gods and demons.

Su Qinian shook his head lightly, and didn't say much, but the fighting blood in his body surged, and one after another red gold chains emerged from the body, embedded in the body, the six boundaries were closed one after another, and finally only one boundary was left open. , Su Qinian felt a little bit, and closed the first boundary, only talking about the vigor of blood, at this time, he was slightly inferior to that Yangshi emperor.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Emperor Yangshi shouted coldly, his steps were like landslides, as if stars were exploding under his feet, every step made a loud sound, although without the blessing of Taoism and immortal will, there was still a terrifying appearance, he swung his golden fist, Piercing straight forward, fists shaking continuously, Su Qinian seemed to see ancient stars being shattered one after another, and the scorching blood of the quasi-king rushed towards his face.

"Burning Star Fist!"

In a corner of the desolate prairie, there is a stone clan concentrating. This is the famous boxing technique of Emperor Yangshi. The son of Yangshi inherits the imperial boxing. Limited to cultivation base and Dao enlightenment, it is still impossible to show the mighty power of the emperor, but even if it is only displayed with the blood of the quasi-king, it is still amazing.

On the other hand, on the side of the arena of gods and demons, the young Suotian war king stood still, looking very calm, even in the eyes of Emperor Yangshi, it was too quiet, and he gradually could not feel the slightest blood. Undulating, until the moment when the front of his fist was about to touch his chest, there was a palm that looked soft and invisible, just lying in front of the front of his fist. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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