Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 223

The cold wind howled non-stop in the void, and it was filled with wisps of powerful thunder.

The fall of Elder Hu shocked the hearts of the mysterious city lord and mountain monk.

It was only one or two breaths from Long Hao's appearance until now, and before the two of them had time to make a move, a strong man in the Faxiang Realm was beaten to pieces and died.

Even though the power of heaven and earth cannot be mobilized here, Elder Hu's cultivation has been greatly weakened by Lei Dao's coercion, but he can still display the strength of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm.

The magical ants that could be suppressed with a flip of a hand before now have the terrifying power to suppress and kill Elder Hu in the blink of an eye.

This result greatly exceeded their expectations.

Especially the mysterious city lord, who finally understood at this moment, how could Elder Hu and the mountain monk be the helpers invited by Long Hao?

It is clearly Long Hao's strong enemy.

Long Hao led them here, clearly wanting to use himself to defend him against powerful enemies.

And Long Hao himself took the opportunity to seize his fortune.

Everything is calculated.

Of course, the weirdest thing was the illusion light curtain, which even confused him.

Otherwise, with Long Hao's strength, how could he take away the Lightning Source Dao Fruit under his nose?
But it's too late to say anything now.

"Tsk tsk..."

Standing on a boulder, Long Hao clenched his fist suddenly, feeling the surging power in his body, which seemed to be endless, capable of splitting the world.

"As expected of supreme supernatural powers, this Thunder Dao dharma body is really terrifying!"

The current Long Hao seems to be blessed by a divine thunder, his combat power has been sublimated to the utmost, with an aura of piercing the sky and breaking the sky.

Invincible!

Fearless!

The earth trembles beneath my feet!

The sky can be broken with one punch!
To forcefully suppress and kill Elder Hu was inconceivable to the mysterious city lord and mountain monk, but to Long Hao it was justified.

Although still unable to comprehend the powerful magical powers in the space spar.

But during the time he went to Jiangyue City, he still refined several golden elixirs and awakened two thousand dragon veins, which not only pushed his cultivation all the way to the peak of the Ninth Level of the Divine Ability Realm, but also condensed a large number of supernatural inscriptions.

At this moment, the dharma body cast by Jiuxiao Zhenlei has been greatly amplified in Ten Thousand Mountains, comparable to the power of casting forbidden arts.

The combat power is catching up with the Great Perfection of Jindan Realm.

If Elder Hu was at his peak, he might still be able to compete with Long Hao.

But first, he was seriously injured by the mysterious city lord, and his combat strength dropped sharply. Then he was attacked suddenly by Long Hao. When he was flustered, he was powerless to resist.

"Huh, huh..."

At this moment, the mysterious city lord was trembling with anger, and his heavy breathing was like thunder rolling.

It took several years of time and energy to stay in this ghost place, slaughtering countless creatures to create mountain ghosts, and finally gave birth to the Thunder Source Dao Fruit.

Just as she was about to mature, she was snatched away by a young boy who was born out of nowhere.

This is like an ordinary person who worked so hard to marry a wife, but after working hard for half his life, when it was time to enter the bridal chamber, he was cut off by Long Hao.

What a shame!
What frustrates him the most is that Long Hao hasn't condensed the golden core yet, even if he kills him, the supernatural power inscription pattern he condensed will return to heaven and earth, and he can't get it back.

Angry, aggrieved, mad...

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, making the mysterious city owner almost go crazy.

When he was struggling, Long Hao was not idle.

"Old monk, it's your turn!"

The thunder dragon-like eyes projected over, filled with incomparably violent murderous intent.

The mountain monk was terrified, feeling as if he was being watched by the god of death.

"Since you want to avenge Gou Shengtian so much, why not go down and accompany him!"

With an angry shout, Long Hao's figure moved, and he shot towards him like lightning. In his mighty fist, it seemed as if he had evolved into a real thunder, killing everything.

The mountain monk didn't have time to think about it, so he raised his hand and slapped it, and the Buddha's light emerged like a scorching sun.

However, the real thunder of Jiuxiao shattered all dharmas.

With one punch, everything is shattered.

The palm prints made by the mountain monk collapsed immediately. Even though the green lamp magic weapon was urged to emit Buddha's light to resist, it was still shaken by the strong thunder force, causing viscera to ache.

Except for the magic weapon of the blue lantern, his strength is on par with Elder Hu, so how could he possibly resist Long Hao's supernatural power.

"This kid was not suppressed..."

After the real fight, the mountain monk realized how terrifying Long Hao's strength was.

In this eerie Ten Thousand Mountains, not only was Long Hao's strength not suppressed, on the contrary, he was greatly blessed like a dragon swimming in the sea, and his momentum was extremely strong.

"Could it be that this kid brought us in on purpose?"

The mountain monk suddenly felt that Long Hao's previous weakness was completely confusing them.

It's just that they were arrogant and conceited at that time, and they didn't pay attention to Long Hao, an ant with supernatural powers.

Now Elder Hu is dead, and he has to pay the price for his arrogance.

"Hmph, you're only mediocre."

With a sneer, Long Hao's eyes were full of contempt.

The mountain monk was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The ant who had fled desperately before dared to talk to him like this, just like the emperor of heaven looking down on the ant.

However, although he was angry, he still maintained a trace of reason.

Knowing that he was no match for Long Hao here, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

As long as he leaves Ten Thousand Mountains, he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to suppress everything.

"Hurry up, don't let the old monk run away, meow."

"My golden elixir!"

Long Xiaomiao seemed to be very interested in the mountain monk's golden pill, and when he saw that the mountain monk was about to run away, he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Without it shouting, it is impossible for Long Hao to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Either don't do it, or do it absolutely!
"Leave me alone!"

After condensing the Nine Heavens True Thunder Dharma Body, it wasn't just his strength that skyrocketed.

hold head high--

At this time, using Longyou Wanli is like turning into a thunder dragon, tearing the void directly, teleporting over, and appearing strangely in front of the mountain monk.

clack clack...

The dragon roared, and the thunder exploded!
Tens of thousands of mighty thunder dragon claws were instantly activated, and under the blessing of the source of thunder, their power increased sharply, completely blocking the mountain monk's retreat.

"I really thought that the poor monk would fail if he was afraid of you!"

At this time, the mountain monk was also angry, and a strong Buddha's light emerged from his body, like the energy of chaos opening the sky, which can purify everything.

"Supernatural power—Dari Hunyuan Palm!"

However, it is obvious that Lei Dao's supernatural power can exert stronger power here, while other supernatural powers will be weakened.

Even the mysterious Buddha's light still can't purify the coercion like the origin of the mine.

boom!
The big sun-like palm prints collapsed immediately, and the mountain monk felt as if he was being bitten by lightning, and at the same time he flew upside down, he spurted blood.

"Little bastard, the poor monk fought with you!"

The mountain monk, who was hit hard one after another, finally fell into madness.

He continuously poured the burning energy and blood into the green lamp, and in an instant, a blood-colored Buddha's light appeared on the green lamp, as if a demonized Buddha had woken up.

(End of this chapter)