Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 317
Amidst all the horrified and questioning eyes, Long Hao calmly jumped into the abyss.

The surging Nine Nether Demonic Flames in the abyss soared into the sky, like the mouth of a wild beast, devouring everything.

Everyone was stunned for a while, then quickly walked to the end of the cave, looking at the bottomless abyss and the magic flames that kept gushing out, their eyes terrified.

The heavenly fire devours everything, and no one under the saint can stop it.

"Hmph, it's cheap for that kid."

So many fellow disciples died at the hands of Long Hao, Beitang Mo actually wanted to beat Long Hao to death with his own hands, but the ending is not bad at the moment, at least one major enemy has been eliminated.

"Let's go, Brother Sikong, I wasted a lot of time, maybe the magic beads have already been taken away."

Hearing Beitang Mo's call, Sikong Sheng withdrew his eyes from the abyss, but his eyes were still a little wandering.

Until now, he still finds it hard to believe that the crazy guy just now is really dead.

He was different from Beitangmo who had well-developed limbs, and he was even more scheming.

Recalling Long Hao's performance before jumping into the abyss, he always feels restless.

Long Hao acted a little too calmly, facing death with a smile, even a saint couldn't do it.

"Brother Sikong, what are you worried about?" Sensing Sikong Sheng's hesitant expression, Beitang Mo smiled and said, "Do you think that someone can escape from the Nine Nether Demon Flames?"

Sikong Sheng shook his head, and felt that his worries were groundless: "Forget it, let's go, the important thing is to capture the magic bead."

"Long Hao is dead, Ling Shanhai is seriously injured, and the remaining Yaoguang disciples are nothing to worry about. They must be killed if they meet them in the future!" Sikong Sheng glanced over the crowd, and became radiant again.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly came to their senses.

The lunatic who killed the Quartet just now is really dead.

The boulder weighing on their hearts finally fell, and the horror on their faces changed to hatred and ferocity.

In this battle, they lost too many brothers from the same sect, and they had to take revenge no matter what.

……

Is Long Hao really dead?

The answer is of course no.

He jumped into the abyss to do business.

It's just to complete the biggest purpose of his trip - refining the Nine Nether Demon Flame.

Fentian Creativity Art, as an immortal art, its miraculous and domineering features are far beyond the comprehension of mortals. Even a saint under the immortal way is still a common ant.

Melting thousands of fires in the world, refining the divine flames of the Dao!
Although Jiuyou Demon Flame is domineering, but in front of Fen Tian Haohua Gong, he completely lost his former air.

At this moment, Long Hao activated the Fen Tian Good Fortune Art to the extreme, and a divine aura containing the rules of the law of heaven erupted from his body, enveloping himself like a lotus of the Dao.

The raging Nine Nether Demon Flames instinctively backed away, like a mouse seeing a cat.

The abyss is very deep, and the surrounding steep mountain walls are filled with small corridors that extend in all directions like capillaries, but they are all filled with purple flames at this moment.

Not long after, Long Hao reached the bottom of the abyss, and saw clusters of purple crystals dotted in the dense purple mist, wriggling violently, constantly changing into the shape of the Dao Shenwen, which is truly miraculous.

But the aura of the purple crystals is extremely deep, one glance, as if one is in the Nine Serenity Hell, and one's soul is being scorched by flames, making one shudder.

Every time it transforms into a god-like appearance, a large amount of purple flames will be sprayed out from the crystal, rushing into the sky like a giant dragon.

When the purple flames gather to a certain extent, they will spew out again.

"Tinder!"

Long Hao's eyes lit up, and he immediately activated Fen Tian's Good Fortune Kungfu to turn it into a huge vortex, which spread out quickly, and absorbed a bunch of purple crystals into it.

The refining process was fairly smooth, even if it was a heavenly fire, it would be difficult to resist the power of the immortal way and heavenly skill.

At the same time, Long Hao took out Wu Xinghuo's golden elixir and refined it at the same time.

Among them, Nanming Lihuo is also a rare fire of earth quality, its power should not be underestimated.

To put it bluntly, after refining these two strange fires, the power of the Burning Sky Fire Lotus can be doubled again.

Moreover, the magical Nine Nether Demon Flames will also give the Burning Sky Fire Lotus the power to attack the soul, which is no longer comparable to ordinary supernatural powers.

"not bad."

During the battle just now, he lost ten top-grade spirit stones, but it made him feel pained for a while, wondering when Long Hao had done a loss-making business.

However, now that he has obtained a heavenly-grade strange fire and a ground-grade strange fire, it can be regarded as bringing some small comfort to his wounded heart.

"Sikong Sheng, Beitang Mo..."

"Hmph, we have to settle this account slowly!"

After refining the majestic energy in the two kinds of strange fires and a few golden elixirs, Long Hao awakened thousands of dragon veins again, and his cultivation reached the peak of the third level of the golden elixir realm.

With [-] dragon veins added to his body, the power of the Burning Sky Fire Lotus skyrocketed... If Long Hao had the confidence to go one-on-one, he could directly suppress Sikong Sheng or Beitang Mo.

Come to think of it, the treasures on them should be worth more than ten top-grade spirit stones.

"go!"

With a long roar, Long Hao rose into the sky.

But when he returned to the cave, there was no one around.

Although he didn't confirm Long Hao's death with his own eyes, Sikong Sheng was a little suspicious, but it was impossible for him to lead everyone to crouch here all the time.

This made Long Hao lose interest.

Originally, he thought that after this surge in strength, he would teach the two of them a lesson.

"This is already the atrium of the Nine Nether Demon Sparrow, the magic bead should be nearby..."

Long Hao thought about it, and decided to look for it.

A king-level magic bead represents the lifetime cultivation and inheritance of a king, and its value is self-evident.

In the Abyss of Suppressing Demons back then, Long Hao only refined a small fragment of the king-level magic bead, not only broke through a big realm, but also mastered a great supernatural power.

Now that there is a complete king-level magic bead, there is no reason to give up.

……

Not far from this abyss, there is a rather huge cave.

Hundreds of people gathered in the cave at this moment, all besieging a graceful woman in purple gauze.

The woman in purple has a graceful figure and stunning appearance, but her combat power is also surprisingly tyrannical.

Between her palms and fingers, she shot out a series of divine lights, like an unsheathed divine sword, sweeping all directions, forcing the besieging people back again and again, while she herself was like a phantom of a flying fairy, unscathed under the intensive attacks of the crowd.

However, the woman in purple didn't intend to fight with them, she wanted to leap into the sky and grab a purple sun floating in the sky.

But every time she ascended into the air, she would become the target of everyone, and hundreds of attacks roared at the same time, making her have to dodge.

"The king-level magic bead is mine!"

While the woman in purple was forced to retreat again, a man in a black suit exploded with astonishing speed, also wanting to grab the purple sun.

But the woman in purple flicked her fingertips, and a gleaming divine sword roared out, immediately hitting the man until he vomited blood and flew backwards.

(End of this chapter)