Dragon Proud Valkyrie

Chapter 65
I shivered in fright.

The souls of the two almost shattered.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one.

"Brother Long, they are the fourth-level Spirit Sea Martial Artists."

The two dared not be careless, one left and one right attacked Long Hao fiercely.

"Humph!"

Great Desolation Emperor Seal Art!

With his hands condensed into seal formulas, Long Hao's palms burst out.

boom!
A loud bang.

Accompanied by two miserable cries, the two chose to face each other head-on, and their arms were instantly crushed by the overbearing palm prints, dripping with blood.

Looking at the two corpses that were still alive just now, but now lying motionless on the ground, Liang Bai swallowed hard his saliva.

To be able to instantly kill two fourth-level Linghai martial artists, one would know how abnormal Long Hao's strength is.

"It turns out that Brother Long's strength is so powerful. I was blind before."

smiled.

"Brother Liang, these three purple snakes are yours now."

If he hadn't entered the water pool before, Long Hao would definitely think of a way to win over the Zishangcao. After all, Zishangcao can be refined into Zishangdan, which can stabilize the realm.

But now, there is no need.

In the space ring, there are dozens of purple snake grass.

Liang Bai smiled helplessly, and said, "If you hadn't acted in time, not to mention getting the purple snake grass, I would have to give my life here. I only need one of the three purple snake grass, and the rest You should accept the two purple stalks."

"I don't need it."

"If you don't accept it, then I don't either."

With a firm face, Liang Bai was obviously not joking.

Without continuing to be polite, Long Hao accepted the two purple snake grass, said a few words to Liang Bai, and then left.

Dragon Palace Secret Realm, every time it is opened, can last for about half a year.

time flies.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye.

After three full months of solid state, Long Hao continued to use the Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art to devour the souls of spirit beasts, and directly advanced from the fourth-level Spirit Sea Martial Master to the fifth-level Spirit Sea Martial Master.

"Blood ghost mad lion."

How could Long Hao easily choose to give up on the third-level elementary spirit beast, and chased and killed it with a stride.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~!
Long Hao, who was chasing and killing the Blood Demon Lion, felt the killing sword qi sweeping through him, so he dodged hastily, but the sword qi brushed past him.

"Who? Get out!"

The figures of Yun Xin and Zhao Zimo slowly appeared.

"We are really close friends. Today I want to see how you can leave alive."

Seeing Long Hao, the anger in their hearts could not be suppressed.

The disciples of Fenyinzong dared to kill them, not only to provoke the two of them, but also to ignore Fenyinzong.

If you don't kill this person, how can you save your face?
With his cultivation successfully advancing to the fifth-level Spirit Sea Martial Master realm, Long Hao also wanted to see if he could compete against the eighth-level Spirit Sea Martial Master.

As for Yunxin, he didn't take it to heart at all.

With a roar, Yun Xin didn't continue to talk nonsense, and set off killing intent all over the sky, condensed into waves of killing intent rolling out, very domineering.

Jianyin roared, and Jianqi roared.

Yun Xin obviously wanted to kill, just as he made a move, it was Feiyin's Eighteen Swords, one after another the sword energy chased after each other, and came towards Long Hao viciously with the sound of piercing the air.

Holding the Dragon Burial Ax in hand, use the Dragon Burial 36 Axe, the first axe.

The huge ax slashed with terrifying force.

boom!
The sword energy and the ax light clashed fiercely, the air waves scattered and shattered, and his face suddenly changed. Under the panic, he backed up again and again, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes burst into incredible gazes.

"Fifth-level Spirit Sea Martial Artist Realm."

Yun Xin's heart was full of turmoil. Even if the opponent broke through to the fifth-level spiritual sea martial artist, he was still not his opponent. There was a difference of two ranks. What kind of concept is this?
The offensive is so overbearing, if it is not reflected in time, I am afraid that it will already be severely injured by now.

"Hmph, I don't see you in March, but you are much stronger."

He didn't speak, but just looked at the two of them coldly. After fighting Yunxin just now, Long Hao has full confidence. With his current strength, he can definitely beat the eighth-level Linghai martial artist.

Not afraid of the two of them at all.

"I also want to see how far your strength has reached."

"If you want to fight, you can fight. Why are there so many nonsense?"

"Okay, the mouth is really tough, wait until I have to tear your mouth apart," Zhao Zimo sneered, and Zhao Zimo helped Yunxin to the side, turned around, his cold eyes shot out cold killing lights.

A long sword appeared in his hand, emitting a trace of cold light, spinning in place, and Zhao Zimo's figure condensed into a whirlwind and swept out.

As soon as he pointed out the god-burial prisoner's finger, the domineering finger force came out, and they clashed continuously. The air waves surrounding the two of them made rioting noises. move.

"Hahaha, rubbish, I, Zhao Zimo, have always killed people. You, a little fifth-level Linghai martial artist, also want to kill me. You are really a waste of life and death."

With a roar, as a genius disciple of the Fenyin Sect and an eighth-level Linghai martial artist, Zhao Zimo has always been aloof, so what if the opponent is strong, the gap between a fifth-level Linghai martial artist and an eighth-level Linghai martial artist, think about it All know what that means.

The sword qi rolled and raged wantonly, rolling up the terrifying sword light, and swept out at an extremely crazy speed. If other fifth-level Linghai martial artists were swept by the sword light, there would be only one result, that is, they would be killed by the sword on the spot. Mang strangled.

just.

The person Zhao Zimo met was Long Hao, and the dragon burial ax in his hand slashed out fiercely, and the ax lights blasted out equally fiercely.

Sword energy and ax light swept across the entire world, and the terrifying aura oppressed Yun Xin, who stood watching the battle, his expression changed again and again. He didn't know why the opponent was able to improve his strength so much in just three months. fast.

Zhao Zimo's eyes were gloomy and cold. The opponent's cultivation speed far exceeded his cognition. If this continues, the secret realm of the Dragon Palace may be closed, and the opponent will have the strength to face him head-on. The more so, the more impatient to kill him.

Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, and never cause future troubles.

He took a step forward, holding the dragon burial ax in both hands, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and then slashed out the dragon burial ax in his hand, the ax lights seemed to be invisible storms, roaring.

"Hahaha, rubbish, let me show you the power of the top martial arts of the Fenyin Sect."

The sharp sword in his hand began to swing crazily with a strange trajectory, and dozens of sword lights could be used once the sword was released.

His face changed a little, the bloodline supernatural power that Long Hao comprehended also belonged to the soul martial skill, just like this, the opponent had just used the top martial skill of the Fen Yin Sect, and already knew that this sword qi martial skill belonged to the soul martial skill.

A dragon chant resounded through my mind.

The soul in Long Hao's mind was instantly enveloped by the dragon chanting sword energy, forming a dragon chanting sword energy shield.

(End of this chapter)