Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"The power of the Ancestral Dragon..."

From afar, the young master Xuan Ce looked towards the sky above the Sky Flame Fortress, and saw the Blood Prison Sky Dragon Dharma image transformed by Yu Bingqing, coiled above the sky, with a hint of burning in his eyes.

He is originally from the divine dragon clan and possesses the blood power closest to that of the ancient dragon.

However, what he got was the power of the dragon demon!

Because of this power, he was able to become a powerful ancestor, surpassing those who dominate the Immortal Emperors.

However, this did not affect his extreme disgust for this power.

In other words, from the moment he knew his identity and his destiny, he hated himself for being the reincarnation of the previous Dragon Lord, and even began to hate the whole world.

His apparent cynicism and dissolute behavior are nothing but a mask to cover up his twisted heart.

  And the root of all this is all thanks to Yi Ting!

Qing Si blinked his eyes and saw that many Broken-level Immortal Emperors had already escaped from the barrier of the Sky Flame Fortress. He couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, is it..."

"Not urgent."

Young Master Xuan Ce interrupted Qing Si and said calmly, "It's just a small fight. We'll talk about it after the barrier is broken."

In his opinion, both Wanjun and Yu Bingqing were just making small moves.

Their strength is far from enough to stop the semi-ancestor-level mutant troll Golzan.

And that's exactly what happened.

"Roar!--"

The Blood Hell Dragon’s Dharma image roars to the sky.

Amid the extremely high-pitched dragon roar, Wanjun felt the pressure around him suddenly decrease, as if he was suddenly pulled back from an endless abyss.

"Cough cough..."

He suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, looked up at the dragon that was bathed in strange blood light, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the strength of Her Royal Highness the Princess has reached such a level.

"Thank you!"

Wan Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted to the Dark Sect elders behind him: "Set up the formation! We must stop that beast today!"

Those Dark Sect elders immediately cried out in pain.

His Royal Highness the Holy Son has finally managed to save his life, but instead of retreating, he is determined to fight to the death!

There is no choice, because the other party is the direct disciple of Emperor Yi Ting and has the Emperor's holy order.

The elders of the Dark Sect had no choice but to carry on.

"Hehe, ants are ants after all. Can you stop them?"

The Demon King Udyr grinned grimly, and with a single step, he soared into the sky from the huge head of Golzaan and flew directly towards the Blood Hell Dragon Dharma Image transformed by Yu Bingqing.

"Golzan, these ants are in your hands!"

Blood flashed all over Demon King Udyr's body, and infinite magic power burst out from his demonic soul, blood and bones.

"You dare to save people from under my hand? I think you are courting death!"

His eyes were fixed on Yu Bingqing, and he was ready to kill her.

"Princess!"

Wan Jun's face changed drastically. Yu Bingqing had just saved his life. Now seeing Yu Bingqing in trouble, he flashed and used the Eight-Step Thunder Technique again, rushing towards Yu Bingqing's direction.

"Roar!--"

However, with a terrifying roar, Golzan punched out, as if a mountain stretched across the sky, directly stopping Wanjun.

  boom!

Wanjun's figure hit Golzan's strong arm and was directly blown away.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though he was extremely talented and had raised his Eight-Step Thunder to the level of eighteen steps, his cultivation was still too low when facing the half-ancestor level Golzan.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

The Dark Sect elders were immediately horrified and flew to protect Wanjun. No matter what Wanjun ordered, their primary task was to ensure that Wanjun was alive.

With the protection of these Dark Sect elders who were at the broken or even immortal level, Wanjun still had a chance to catch his breath for a while.

However, the situation on Yu Bingqing's side was extremely serious.

Relying on the will of the Blood Hell Dragon's ancestor, Yu Bingqing was certainly able to resist the pressure and aura of Demon Emperor Udyr, but the gap in their cultivation realm was ultimately an insurmountable chasm.

In addition, her Dragon Soul Wind Soul Jue had been destroyed. Without the power of the dragon and phoenix, Yu Bingqing's methods were ultimately too limited.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Demon King Udyr laughed wildly, "Human, although you have a trace of the Ancestral Dragon's blood, you have not obtained the Blood Hell Dragon's killing blood. With this half-incomplete inheritance, you still want to compete with me! Naive, too naive!"

After all, he is a powerful figure at the level of Demon Emperor. Although Udyr is not very smart, he still has vision and can see through Yu Bingqing's weakness at a glance.

Although she obtained some of the Blood Prison Dragon's qi and blood power, the most important blood of killing was actually refined by Ling Feng.

When Ling Feng was with Yu Bingqing, with the concentric power of the Dragon Soul Wind Soul Jue, they were like one with each other. Yu Bingqing could also borrow Ling Feng's blood of killing to stimulate the true power of the Blood Hell Dragon.

But at this moment, Ling Feng is not around, and Yu Bingqing's upper limit is actually greatly reduced.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Yu Bingqing roared, and the blood in her body seemed to boil. The blood and energy of the Blood Prison Dragon was stimulated to the extreme by her, but even so, she knew that she could not hold on for long.

A trace of tragedy flashed across her eyes, which were as bright as stars.

  He shouldn't be coming!

Miracles, after all, are just beautiful fantasies.

"go to hell!"

Demon King Udyr raised his right arm high, and his demon soul, blood and bones burst out with endless blood light.

That palm, condensed with the Demon Emperor's unparalleled original power, heavily slapped the Blood Prison Dragon Dharma image transformed by Yu Bingqing.

"Hey……"

A sigh came from the core magic circle.

The Great Yu Saint Emperor clenched his fists, sensing that Yu Bingqing was in danger, and finally could not hold back any longer.

He can die, but Yu Bingqing is the hope of Dayu Xianting!

"Alas, it is impossible to defy fate after all!"

At this moment, it was the Lord in white who flew away, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed directly out of the range of the barrier.

In the end, he no longer cared about whether he had a breakthrough or not.

At such a critical moment, if the Holy Emperor Dayu leaves his position, the entire defensive formation will immediately collapse.

Of course, part of the reason was that he knew the relationship between Yu Bingqing and Ling Feng.

Perhaps because he loves Ling Ruoshui, he naturally takes special care of Ling Feng.

And Yu Bingqing is Ling Feng's woman.

"Hold the formation! I'll go!"

Instantly, the originally dark sky seemed to be torn apart, and dazzling white light poured down from it, directly covering the entire battlefield. The Great Yu Saint Emperor looked up at the back of the White-robed Master, clenched his fists, and murmured in a low voice: "Thank you, Brother Baiyi!"

"what?"

The Demon King Udyr, who was originally attacking Yu Bingqing, changed his expression slightly and flew back.

"Li Baiyi, are you finally not going to be your coward anymore?"

Demon Emperor Udyr is just reckless and arrogant, but not stupid.

He knew very well that among the five masters of Tianyan Fortress, Li Baiyi's strength was definitely the most terrifying one.

  He is definitely not a match on his own!

At the same time, Demon King Harrison immediately flew down with countless powerful demons at the broken level.

The two Demon Emperors stared at the Lord in White, fearing that this guy might suddenly attack.

The White-robed Monarch snorted coldly, and with a flash of his figure, he stood in front of Yu Bingqing.

"Go down."

He turned around to look at the Blood Prison Dragon that Yu Bingqing had transformed into, and said in a deep voice, "You've done very well!"

There was a flash of blood, and Yu Bingqing transformed into his original form, staring at the Lord in White with gritted teeth.

How great it would be if the person coming was Ling Feng!

"Good boy Li Baiyi, did the emperor say that he would let this woman go?"

Demon King Udyr was furious. "One or two of you want to stay under my control? Who do you think I am? You are not allowed to leave!"

He snorted coldly and threw a punch, seemingly attacking Yu Bingqing, but his actual target was the Lord in White.

A hint of disdain flashed across the eyes of the White-Robed Lord. This method of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west was probably a manifestation of Udyr's highest level of wisdom.

"Heavenly formation, rise!"

The White-Robed Lord gently raised his finger, and with a low shout, countless invisible threads seemed to interweave between heaven and earth, forming a huge magic circle, which first trapped Golzan and part of the demon army.

This magic formation was extremely exquisite. It had the power to seal as well as the power to trap and kill. For a moment, Golzan was temporarily suppressed and could no longer act recklessly.

"hateful!"

In an instant, Demon King Udyr realized that the connection between himself and the mutant troll servant seemed to be cut off, and he immediately flew into a rage, "Old man in white, do you think you can trap my Golzaan?"

"It's enough to stop that beast and kill you first!"

Li Baiyi's figure flashed by. Although he failed to take the last step in the end, he was different from Golzan, a slave puppet who relied on the power of the crimson blood moon to barely reach the semi-ancestor level.

His strength at this moment has already reached the level of half-ancestor!

In an instant, a cold murderous intent was locked onto the Demon King Udyr.

Demon King Udyr trembled all over, and subconsciously moved closer to Demon King Harrison, and said in a deep voice: "Harrison, why don't you summon your puppet ancestor!"

"I'm afraid even Puppet Ancestor can't stop him!"

Harrison's forehead was slightly sweaty. Li Baiyi was probably the strongest person under the ancestor now.

  What kind of opportunity did this guy get to make such rapid progress in just a few years!

Logically speaking, at their level, it would be very difficult to make any further progress in cultivation.

"You are self-aware."

A white light flashed, and the Lord in White appeared behind the two Demon Emperors. A sword flashed, and there was a loud "clang" sound, and an extremely cold long sword heavily chopped on the back of the neck of Demon Emperor Udyr.

If he had not refined the skull of the Demon Soul, Blood and Bone, that sword would have probably separated the Demon King Udyr's head and body.

Demon King Udyr was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and immediately roared to the sky, "Damn Xuan Ce, if you don't take action now, when will you take action?"

This guy was really frightened by the White-Robed Lord. The White-Robed Lord's magic array was unpredictable.

Before they knew it, they had been drawn into the magic circle of the White-Robed Monarch.

Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, it would be impossible for him to completely fail to capture Li Baiyi's movements.

"Humph!"

In an instant, it was as if a thunder exploded.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, destroying the city.

Immediately afterwards, a demon dragon image circled in the sky. The huge shadow of the demon dragon covered the sky and the sun, and actually enveloped the entire Sky Flame Fortress.

The young master Xuan Ce finally took action.

"Your Excellency in White, you have been defeated by me twice in a row, but you are getting stronger!"

A lazy voice came from above the sky.

"Thank you for showing mercy!"

The Lord in White gripped the sword in his hand and stared at the dragon in the air with great vigilance. In fact, he could feel it, whether it was the previous battle at Xingyuan Fortress or the later battle when Wangshu Fortress was breached.

Although he was defeated miserably by Xuan Ce, Xuan Ce did not kill him.

At this moment, although he has been promoted to semi-ancestor, the difference between semi-ancestor and ancestor seems to be only half a step, but it seems like a world of difference.

"Strictly speaking, there is no grudge between us. Ning Kun still remembers that he is also a disciple of Tian Zhi. In fact, if it weren't for your tacit approval, Ning Kun would have died long ago."

Young Master Xuan Ce mentioned Ning Kun for no reason, as if mumbling to himself, and continued: "You asked the Immortal Venerable Jie Yin to send people to hunt down Ning Kun, isn't that the same as giving him a way out? So, for the sake of this old friend, I don't want to kill you!"

"I never thought that I was able to save my life because of Ning Kun."

The White-Robed Lord shook his head and sighed. Ning Kun was indeed a talented person. It was a pity that because he had the blood of a descendant of an ancient demon, he would never be able to become a true disciple.

He was unwilling to accept his fate, so he went astray.

After all, this is all because of my own cowardice.

It was because he did not dare to go against Yi Ting's decree and did not dare to express goodwill to the descendants of the ancient demon that led to the subsequent tragedy.

"Ning Kun was ambitious and didn't believe in fate. He insisted on fighting against destiny. Unfortunately, he lost and died."

Young Master Xuan Ce's tone gradually became cold and grim. "To be honest, I admire you a lot, so I don't want to kill you. However, the Sky Flame Fortress must be breached today. Back off, and I can let you go again. Perhaps, next time you can be promoted to the Ancestral level and fight me. How do you think?"

For a moment, everyone in Sky Flame Fortress held their breath.

If His Majesty the White-Robed retreats, then the outcome of today will probably be...

"I am really pleased that Ning Kun has a friend like you. Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Xuan Ce. Unfortunately, like Ning Kun, I don't believe in fate either."

The voice of the Lord in White echoed throughout the battlefield. He raised his head and stared at the demon dragon in the sky, and roared one last time: "Fight!"

"It's a pity...it's a pity..."

Young Master Xuan Ce shook his head, "I thought you would be smarter than Ning Kun."

In an instant, the black clouds suddenly shrank, and then, the ancient demon dragon burst out with billowing demonic energy, almost tearing the sky apart, and suddenly swept in all directions.

The Lord in White slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment, he suddenly opened them again, with an unprecedented determination flashing in his eyes.

Even if we die, even if we fight until the last drop of blood is shed, we must buy as much time as possible.

"Ling Feng, I hope that I made the right bet!"

He took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand seemed to sense the owner's mood and suddenly made a buzzing sound.

The world only knows that the White-Robed Master is unrivaled in the art of formation, but few people know that at the same time, he is also the world's top sword master. (End of this chapter)