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Chapter 617 Prologue to the Decisive Battle 4
Looking at the entrance to the void, Caesar's eyes are very sharp.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a trap. Wang Hao may have already set up an ambush in the realm of nothingness.

For example, the fire phoenix that destroyed his formation.

Heimei's realm is the pinnacle of the Nine Layers of Divine Martial Arts, and it's effortless to kill him.

If the black girl was lying in ambush in the void, if he just entered so rashly...

Wang Hao's body has already entered, but Caesar hesitated. He stared at the entrance of the space, feeling more and more uneasy.

For some reason, he had a feeling that once he stepped into the realm of nothingness, he might never get out again.

Just as Caesar was hesitating, Wang Hao's avatar outside the realm of nothingness grinned.

This smile is a sneer, and the contempt contained in it is undisguised.

This smile irritated Caesar, and he thought to himself: "Even if the fire phoenix is ​​there, if I forcefully break through the space and leave, she can't stop me. In this case, I want to see what the hell Wang Hao is doing!"

He gathers strength between his palms, and if the situation is not right, he will immediately break through the space and escape.

Caesar stepped into the realm of nothingness, and to his surprise, there were only him and Wang Hao here.

The space door connecting the Realm of Nothingness and the Yuanwu Continent was closed, but Wang Hao's avatar did not come in. Obviously, Wang Hao really wanted to defeat Caesar openly, as he just said.

Caesar relaxed, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Wang Hao, are you courting death?"

The Long Yuan sword was raised, although people were silent, the sword spoke.

The fighting spirit erupting from Wang Hao's body was endlessly strengthened.

His performance made Caesar serious.

"It seems that you are very confident that you can deal with me. Let me see where your confidence comes from!"

With Caesar's palm, the realm of Emperor Shenwu was fully revealed.

The violent palm wind slammed towards Wang Hao. Wang Hao looked dignified, and stabbed one in front of him.

"Sword One, draw the sword!"

Wang Hao's sword lacked the aura of not looking back after a single strike, and had a little more thickness and restraint.

The blade of Longyuan Sword collided with the palm wind, and they were in a stalemate.

Caesar was a little surprised. He knew that Wang Hao had the secret method of transforming. In the previous two battles, it was by transforming that he was able to compete with him.

But this time, Wang Hao didn't transform, but he was able to receive a palm that he used six points of strength.

It wasn't until this moment that Caesar realized that the fluctuations of the Yuan Power emanating from Wang Hao's body were much stronger than the previous fight.

The Ninth Level of the Spiritual Martial Realm!
Caesar's pupils constricted, and he thought to himself: "How long has it been since this kid's realm has reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm?!"

Although it has not yet reached the peak of the Nine Layers, such an upgrade speed is really unheard of.

"No wonder you dare to face me alone. It turns out that your realm has improved, but this is not enough. I said that as long as you do not advance to the realm of Shenwu, you will not be my opponent for a day."

After the words fell, more powerful power emerged from the palm that was in stalemate with Long Yuanjian.

"boom!"

The violent force knocked Wang Hao into the air, and the Longyuan Sword in his hand trembled rapidly, making a buzzing sound.

Wang Hao's mouth hurt, but the expression on his face remained calm.

He secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, the power gap between the Lingwu realm and the Shenwu realm cannot be made up with skills."

Golden dragon patterns emerged from Wang Hao's chest, along his neck, and climbed to his forehead.

"Dragon God Transformation!"

When Wang Hao transformed, his power increased dramatically, and the power he displayed was already equivalent to the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Divine Martial Realm.

However, this was just the beginning. When the Dragon God Armor spread all over his body, a big clock appeared above Wang Hao's head.

There are many vivid dragons carved on the body of the clock, as if they could jump out at any time.

Caesar looked at the transformed Wang Hao with great interest, he laughed and said, "Struggle hard!"

"Boom!"

The dragon chiming bell rang, and the bell sounded loudly.The dragon pattern on the big clock actually came alive.

The phantoms of dragons escaped from the dragon bell, danced around Wang Hao, and finally sank into the dragon god's armor.

Wang Hao's power increased dramatically for the second time!
Half Emperor!

Caesar's expression finally became dignified. As he expected, Wang Hao did not become the Emperor of Shenwu, but he took half a step.

Caesar said in a deep voice: "I have to say, your talent is so powerful that it makes my soul tremble. If you are allowed to grow, sooner or later, you will break the barrier between humans and gods and step into the supreme realm." .

At that time, you might even threaten Her Lady Queen. "

He paused, and continued: "So, I will never allow such a thing to happen! Today, only one of you and I can leave here!"

Wang Hao's answer was very serious, "There is death between you and me!"

Caesar sneered and said, "It's such a dead person, but I want to see who will have the last laugh!"

……

In the Xiaoyao Building, the flames of war have spread from the fourth floor to the eighth floor, and there are Shuanglongmen and Xiaoyaolou warriors fighting everywhere.

On the roof of the Xiaoyao Building, there is a stone chair, and a man is sitting on the stone chair, it is Wang Rulong who has just left the customs.

He listened to the sound of fighting coming from below, with a calm expression.

The reason why he was on the top of the building was because he was waiting for a person to appear, and this person had already arrived.

A burly figure appeared from the night, he walked up to Wang Rulong, and stopped when the distance between the two was only ten steps away.

"You came."

Wang Rulong stood up from the stone chair, his eyes were very sharp, piercing the darkness of the night sky.

The air in the fourth heaven became more dull, and the dull thunder in the sky stopped at some point.

It's not that the dark clouds have dissipated, but that they are ready to go, preparing for a more terrifying outbreak.

"I am coming."

The person who spoke was Ao Lu, the sect master of Shuanglongmen.

"It seems that instead of being insane, your cultivation base has skyrocketed!"

Feeling the aura emanating from Wang Rulong's body, Ao Lu said: "Although I don't know what kind of secret method you used, you can soar to the peak of the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm in just a few years, but this kind of secret method will definitely take a lot of effort. The price? Why are you so impatient."

"You don't understand," Wang Rulong said with firm eyes, "and I didn't intend to tell you."

"Really?" Ao Lu didn't care, he felt the fighting spirit emanating from Wang Rulong, and smiled on his face, "Although your soaring cultivation base will cause me some troubles, but when I absorb you, I will get more Lots of power."

Wang Rulong said coldly: "It seems that the rumor that you can devour the blood of the dragon clan is true."

"Of course it is true. I swallowed the younger brother of the current Dragon Emperor and promoted to the realm of divine martial arts. Today, I will swallow your blood of the Dark Dragon Emperor and promote to the realm of supreme power!"

"Since this is the case, there is no possibility of negotiation." A black long knife appeared in Wang Rulong's hand. "Between you and me, there must be a winner."

Ao Lu laughed loudly and said: "That's right! I haven't fought happily for a long time, I hope you can bring me more fun!"

While talking, a bone gun appeared in Ao Lu's hand. The body of the gun was a bunch of joints, exuding a strong dragon power.

"This dragon gun was made from the spine of the Dragon Emperor's younger brother. It's a pity that you are human, otherwise I don't mind refining another dark dragon gun."

Wang Rulong didn't answer, he held the knife with one hand, and stroked the scabbard with the other hand.

The two of them exuded the terrifying aura of Emperor Shenwu, and when the aura collided, the space between them was slightly distorted.

Ao Lu asked with great interest: "Are you going to fight here? The fluctuation of the battle between the two of us can easily destroy your Xiaoyao Building."

"Don't worry." Wang Rulong pushed lightly with his fingers caressing the scabbard, and a black blade was exposed inside the black scabbard.

This blade is not made of metal, but more like it is ground with obsidian.

The icy Longwei gushed out from the blade, activating the formation on the roof of Xiaoyao Building.

The formation is activated, completely sealing off the surrounding space.

Ao Lu smiled and said: "It turns out that you have prepared a long time ago, and it is a good battleground. The two of us can shoot as much as we want, and it is difficult to shake three points."

He raised the keel gun in his hand and pointed the tip at Wang Rulong.

Even though they were ten steps away, Wang Rulong felt a tingling sensation as if the tip of a gun touched his throat.

He will never forget that Ao Lu is No.1 recognized by the Four Heavens!Even Lei Ze, the head of the Leiming Mansion, can only come second in front of this man.

If it weren't for the unshakable sword god Yan San in the realm of Shenwu, Ao Lu could even be called the No. 1 under the saint.

"Go ahead!"

As soon as Ao Lu finished speaking, Wang Rulong made a bold move.

He pushed hard with his finger on the scabbard, and the scabbard shot towards Ao Lu like a black thunderbolt.

Crossing the distance of ten steps, driven by the power of Emperor Shenwu, is only a moment.

However, the time between the two seemed to have stopped, and the scabbard flew very slowly.

The power contained in the scabbard directly shredded the space, and the turbulent flow of space wrapped the scabbard, making the lethality of the scabbard even more terrifying.

Facing Wang Rulong's brazen attack, Ao Lu still had a faint smile on his face.

His expression was full of confidence, and he didn't pay attention to the terrible scabbard flying towards him.

He didn't swing the keel gun to block it, but stretched out his left hand and grabbed the scabbard.

Ao Lu's movements were also very slow, his palm seemed to pass through countless spaces, and then appeared next to the scabbard.

With a light grip, the scabbard entered his palm.

The scabbard struggled unwillingly, and the power contained in it was continuously released, trying to smash Ao Lu's palm.

But the struggle was futile, and even the turbulence in the space around the scabbard calmed down honestly.

This process seems to be very slow and leisurely, but it actually happened between lightning and flint, which is even more thrilling.

The decisive battle of this war was kicked off by this scabbard!
(End of this chapter)