The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1445, devil’s face, survival in desperate situation
  "Let me see what kind of power the thunder and lightning method in your hand can have." Tang Long stood in the sky, looked at the Holy Son of Thunder and Lightning, and said without the slightest hint of fear.

"Rumble..."

As soon as the words fell, endless thunder and lightning suddenly gathered in the sky. Under the dark clouds, thunder and lightning intertwined. In just an instant, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the wind and clouds changed.

"Young Emperor Tang is really quick to talk, and I will ask you to teach me today!"

The Holy Son of Thunder and Lightning was wearing armor, and lightning bolts the size of fingers surged around him. They turned into plasma and surged up. Suddenly, he completely turned into the supreme god in the thunder and lightning.

"Mustard seeds are like dust, with the power of innate fire, it depends on how you deal with it."

Infinite flames suddenly appeared around Tang Long. The red flames and thunder and lightning separated the entire sky and cut through everything.

Thunder and lightning themselves are the two most terrifying elements in nature, containing unparalleled power.

The fire burned ragingly, burning all things, and the thunder and lightning crackled, punishing all living beings.

Before the two forces collide, the whole world becomes dark.

"Rumble..."

The next moment, only a blaze of fire shot into the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and the two collided together. Under their collision, the entire bare hill instantly collapsed and turned into dust in the universe.

Whether it was Tang Long's speed or the speed of the Holy Son of Thunder, they both reached extreme speeds. They were only one calamity high, but they were no less than the speed of any invincible immortal king, or even faster than a trace. How fast.

The moment they fought, they completely alarmed the ancient ferocious beasts around them, and some of the nearby Eternal Night Sands, the nightmare world, the proud sons and daughters of heaven, many of them cast their eyes to observe their actions. Fight.

Under the intertwining of thunder and lightning, the sky becomes colorful and brilliant. The sea of ​​thunder and lightning merges with the sea of ​​flame, and the supreme avenues of the two are colliding.

"Young Emperor Tang, you are injured, which makes me very dissatisfied."

The Holy Son of Thunder suddenly stopped and stopped taking action. Tang Long was injured and could not achieve the effect he had encountered. Moreover, most of the strength almost suppressed the poison, and a small amount of strength fought against him, which made him unhappy.

"How much power did you use to suppress the poison, so that your team can't let go." The Holy Son of Thunder asked.

"It's just enough poison to kill a Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, not much."

Tang Long smiled slightly, not caring much, and said, "I can still draw out some strength, which should satisfy you."

When the Holy Son of Thunder heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looked at Tang Long, a little surprised, and said: "It seems that I am a little naive. Let's wait until the next battle for today's battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Son of Thunder turned and left without any hesitation.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, at the next moment, a violent beam of light came, shining with brilliance, dazzling and dazzling.

Not only a beam of divine light fell, but at the same time more than a dozen fell. Each one exuded a terrifying aura that reached far and wide, stopping the tide of these frightening ancient ferocious beasts. Come down.

"Young Emperor Tang, if the Holy Son of Thunder doesn't want to fight with you, how about I come and play with you?"

A young man walked out of one of the beams. He was quite young, only in his twenties. When he took action, he was dressed in white clothes, with a golden crown on his head, and a white jade ring hanging around his waist. He was very beautiful, but had a trace of evil spirit, just like an evil king who was alive and traveling in the world of mortals.

"Where did this clown come from? He's just an ant, and he's worthy of my young emperor's help."

Tang Long had his hands on his chest and was very proud. It was completely different from the one he showed just now. He looked down upon the past and the present, looked down upon the world, and showed indifference to no evildoers, geniuses, or heroes.

"I have long heard that Emperor Tang was arrogant and arrogant, but now I see that he is indeed well-deserved."

Xiehu's young man was not angry, but rather calm, and said slowly: "I don't know how Tang Shao Emperor's current strength, which is only one or two out of ten, can compete with me."

Along with their conversation, one after another, the sons of gods and goddesses emerged from the beams of light. Their auras were terrifying, like a demon god, standing in the sky, shocking the past and present, and all ancient ferocious beasts, so that they did not dare to move forward even half a mile. step.

"You're just a little junior, I'll leave you with one or two points of strength, enough to kill you!" Tang Long said with a cold attitude and a confident look that no one dared to ignore.

"I am..."

"No need to say more, I don't want to know your name, you just need to remember who killed you."

As soon as the Xiehu teenager spoke, he was interrupted by Tang Long, showing no mercy, which made people furious.

"Humph……"

Seeing this scene, the Xiehu youth couldn't help it anymore. He snorted coldly and glared angrily. A trace of golden light appeared in his eyes. In an instant, runes were derived from his eyes, and a ray of light shot out, performing on his chest. .

A trace of chaotic energy and countless runes were derived, and a sword was derived, which hovered in the void, killing all demons, monsters, immortals and gods, and came towards Tang Long.

"A mere heretic dares to do anything in front of me. It's simply overestimating one's ability."

Tang Long's face was as cold as frost, and he stretched out his fingers. Between the fingers as white as jade, there was a cold light condensing. The condensation was so fast that it flew toward the sword quietly.

It looks ordinary and slow as a snail, but is actually as fast as lightning, comparable to the speed of a sword.

However, when the two came into contact, there was no earth-shattering power. Instead, they swallowed up the space and disappeared silently.

"Damn it, it was me who put Tang Long in danger."

Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of Thunder returned instantly. He knew that the fight just now made Yongye Eternal Sand, the genius of the nightmare world, excited.

The injured Tang Long was definitely much weaker than when he was in his heyday, and he asked about Tang Long's true identity. How could he not let these wolves and tigers become greedy and try to kill him one by one? Tang Long.

"Wang Wuxie, if you dare to take action again, I will be your opponent."

The Holy Son of Thunder turned into a bolt of lightning and stood in front of this evil young man. Both of them were in the realm of the One Calamity Supreme. They were about the same, and their strength was almost the same, because the Holy Son of Thunder and Lightning was the Young Emperor, and Wang Wuxie was the Young Emperor. The evil genius who condensed the nine-color sea of ​​destiny.

"Son of Thunder and Lightning, I would like to advise you not to interfere here, otherwise you will not know how you died." Wang Wuxie looked on coldly and warned.

"How did you die? How do you want this Holy Son to die?" The Holy Son of Thunder asked fearlessly.

(End of this chapter)