Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 232 The name of a saint is not useful
As the majestic magic power raged out, thick dark clouds gathered, and thick dark thunder flickered, causing the entire world to be filled with a terrifying wave of destruction.

Under the terrifying dark thunder, Young Master Yun and others seemed to be facing a catastrophe, their souls trembled, and they felt a deadly threat.

"Master Yun, let's go!"

Although the two strong men of Tianleizong were also very frightened.

But at the critical moment, he still pushed Young Master Yun to a distance, avoiding the bombardment of the dark thunder.

That Young Master Yun is not only the servant of Zixiao Holy Land, but also has an extraordinary background. Even if they are all dead, there will be no accident for Young Master Yun.

Otherwise, the entire Tianlei Sect will suffer.

Young Master Yun, who escaped from Lei Guang Jiao Prison, was still a little terrified in his heart, and couldn't help but glared at the mysterious City Lord with resentment: "You humble ants, I will never let you go, wait for your death!"

After saying something viciously, Young Master Yun took out the summoning talisman from the storage bag, said a lot of long-winded words, and typed it out, obviously to send rescuers.

It's a pity that the Ten Thousand Mountains are full of tyrannical thunder pressure everywhere, and even the spiritual thoughts of the practitioners cannot be released, and the messenger talisman fell down after flying a few feet away, completely losing its effect.

"Damn it, this young master will raze this damn place to the ground sooner or later!"

Cursing secretly, Young Master Yun didn't care about the life or death of the two Tianlei Sect powerhouses, so he took out a magic amulet and stuck it on his body, turned around and left.

"Have you left?"

A cold voice came, like the voice of heaven, but it was full of teasing.

In a blink of an eye, Young Master Yun was horrified to see a young man in a white robe wearing a thunder armor appearing beside him, staring at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"Long Hao?"

Young Master Yun couldn't help but let out an exclamation, he didn't expect that Long Hao's speed was so fast that he was still on top of the Divine Walking Talisman.

"Master Ben is fighting with you!"

Roaring angrily, Young Master Yun took out another treasure talisman, which contained extremely violent and destructive power, and it turned out to be a mighty middle-grade attack treasure talisman.

This kind of treasure talisman can kill the strong at the Golden Core Realm, and it must not be underestimated.

"Snapped!"

However, Long Hao didn't say anything, he went up and slapped Young Master Yun's face like lightning.

Before Young Master Yun had time to cast out the treasure talisman, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind roared, and his body rolled out directly, hitting the stone wall on one side of the crack.

When Young Master Yun got up, his face was covered with blood, his consciousness seemed to have not fully recovered, and he roared in a daze: "How dare you beat me..."

Snapped!
Before he could finish speaking, Long Hao slapped the other half of his face like lightning again.

The beating caused Young Master Yun to roll directly to the ground, his head in a daze.

This time, before he got up, Long Hao went up and directly stepped on his face again, condescendingly and contemptuously said: "I can't stand your stinky face for a long time, so I will give you a plastic surgery."

As he said that, Long Hao's right foot slammed hard, and there was a clear and crisp sound on Young Master Yun's face, which was the sound of bones breaking.

Followed by Master Yun's heart-piercing screams and vicious curses.

"Long—Hao!"

"If you dare to beat this young master, I will slaughter your whole family..."

Young Master Yun struggled violently, but it's a pity that apart from his excellent verbal skills, Long Hao didn't pay attention to his own three-legged cat skills.

"Tch, just now you look like you are crazier than the true disciples, you thought you had some ability, but it turns out that you are just a trash who can only play tricks."

Long Hao snorted coldly, and directly stepped on Young Master Yun's entire head into the soil.

At the same time, a mana flying sword condensed out, held in Long Hao's hand, and aimed at Young Master Yun's heart.

Long Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense about this kind of trash who only relied on external things and was arrogant and conceited. After stepping on that stinky face and venting his anger, he was ready to kill him directly.

Young Master Yun wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

He is a formation mage. With the Twelve Strange Gate Formation of Tiansha, he is definitely an invincible existence in the Golden Core Realm. Even the strong in the Magic Aspect Realm can be invincible. He definitely has the capital of arrogance.

It's a pity that meeting a pervert like Long Hao easily broke his formation.

Without the power of the magic circle, how can the magician itself have much combat power.

"You, how dare you..."

Feeling the cold sword's edge approaching his chest, and the threat of death welling up in his heart, Young Master Yun was terrified.

"stop!"

"Long Hao, you are so courageous. Do you know who Master Yun is?"

At this time, the two strong men of Tianleizong also roared in anger and panic.

Long Hao glanced around, but he didn't expect that these two people, under the violent attack and suppression of the mysterious city lord, would actually have the intention to threaten him.

"Hey, then you guys should talk about it carefully. It's best to scare me. Maybe if I get scared, I'll let him go?" Long Hao said with a teasing smile.

"I don't know the so-called guy, you listen carefully..."

"Master Yun is a true disciple of Zixiao Holy Land, and his grandfather is a saint who is in charge of the world. If you dare to kill him, aren't you afraid of the saint's punishment?"

The loud voice spread throughout the world.

Especially the word 'saint' strikes people's hearts like a catastrophe.

There are only two words, but it seems to have the power of heaven to suppress everything, which makes people frightened.

"True disciple? The grandson of the saint?"

The mysterious city lord was also quite horrified. The true disciple of Zixiao Holy Land has an extraordinary status, not to mention having a saint's grandfather as his backer.

"No wonder the holy array can be arranged!"

The twelve formation flags are obviously high-grade magic weapons, definitely not something that a Jindan realm can possess.

"Yes, my grandfather Yun Tianya is a saint..."

Young Master Yun, who came back to his senses, seemed to have grasped at straws to save his life. He stared at Long Hao and said, "You let me go right now, otherwise my grandpa will definitely tear your soul out of your soul and turn you into ashes!"

"Ouch..."

Long Hao let out a strange cry, rubbed his heart suddenly, and pretended to be frightened: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death..."

"It turns out that you are the disciple of the saint, you are really disrespectful and disrespectful."

Seeing this, Young Master Yun finally sneered and wanted to get up, with an incomparably arrogant look on his face again: "Hmph, you're wise..."

boom!
However, before Young Master Yun got up, Long Hao stepped on it again, this time his whole body was trampled into the soil, almost buried alive.

"Who got you up?"

"Long Hao, you... what do you want to do?"

"Long Hao, are you crazy? If you don't let Young Master Yun go, the holy man will be angry and punished, even the Holy Land of Shaking Light will not be able to keep you!"

The two strong men of Tianlei Sect were all confused, and they didn't realize that Long Hao was playing tricks on them at all.

"I'm sorry, the name of a saint is useless in front of me, Long Hao!"

With a sneer, Long Hao's pupils burst into a sharp cold light again: "So, you'd better go die!"

(End of this chapter)