Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 368

It was too fast, at the same time that Yuan Jie's soul was wounded, Long Hao slashed over with one blow, all in one go, Yuan Jie didn't react until he died.

Huang Xuanming, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.

His talent is extraordinary, he has cultivated an extremely advanced kung fu, he has a fortuitous encounter, and his cultivation base has improved extremely rapidly. He thought he could directly suppress Long Hao to avenge his shame.

Unexpectedly, Long Hao's growth rate would exceed his imagination.

"What a coincidence."

At this moment, seeing Long Hao staring at him with a smirk on his face, Huang Xuanming shrank his neck subconsciously, and then mobilized his majestic mana, preparing to strike first.

"Supernatural power——Huang Longyin!"

The majestic mana surged up to the sky like a tide, and turned into an extremely huge yellow dragon, sweeping across the sky.

The yellow long dragon was incomparably solid, pressing across the void, like a majestic mountain, possessing an incomparably tyrannical oppressive force.

hold head high--

Immediately, the long yellow dragon opened its mouth wide and roared to the sky.

The huge sound waves swept across the world like a frenzy.

The surrounding void, like large pieces of glass, fell apart, and the sharp howling sound, like thousands of swords piercing the eardrum, directly reached the soul.

In an instant, Long Hao felt that thousands of swords were attached to his body, and every strand of air around him was extremely heavy, making him unable to breathe.

The others were even worse, covering their ears and screaming again and again. Black pus and blood flowed from the mouth, nose and seven orifices. However, just as the blood flowed out, it was swept away by the sound waves and dissolved into molecules.

"It turned out to be relying on sound to squeeze the space, such an overbearing supernatural power."

"The skills this guy cultivated are really extraordinary, and the power of this great supernatural power is not weaker than my magic eyes."

Long Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart shook.

In the distance, even Jiang Jianfeng, who was at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm, felt the space around him being squeezed by the spread of sound waves, making him feel like he was under heavy pressure.

"This supernatural power suppresses the world, and already has the power of the Jindan state limit. It is estimated that Beitang Mo's tyrannical body will be greatly reduced under the suppression of the sound wave."

"It is said that this person's talent is still higher than that of Beitang Mo, and he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiang Kuanglong. It is true."

Jiang Jianfeng's heart trembled, secretly rejoicing.

If Long Hao and the others hadn't been killed halfway, he would definitely be unable to compete with Yuan Jie and Huang Xuanming, and the consequences can be imagined.

On the other side, Xiao Liu and the others, who were fighting vigorously, froze in place one by one, with veins all over their bodies bursting out, feeling like their flesh would explode.

"Damn it, what kind of evil magic power is this? My Gangling Armor almost collapsed." Xiao Liu's face was heavy. Fortunately, he condensed the Gangling Armor early on, otherwise he would end up bleeding like everyone else at this moment. , Howling again and again.

Among the crowd, only Lingshu was more relaxed. She ignited the three-color divine light all over her body, burning the surrounding void into nothingness, thus resisting the attack of the sound waves.

As for the slippery Long Xiaomiao, she had already slipped into Ling Shu's arms seeing that something was going wrong.

As for the others, they were all unable to move, as if they were frozen in the void.

Huang Xuanming grinned, very satisfied with the effect of this move.

This supernatural power evolves into the incredible power of a yellow dragon roaring to the sky. Under the clear howl, it is like a thunderbolt rushing down hundreds of miles, making the enemy's liver and gallbladder split, frightening and frightening.

With this supernatural power, it is enough to rule the roost in the Golden Core Realm.

"Long Hao, right? I, Huang Xuanming, am no longer what I used to be. It's time for you to pay back the debt!"

"Yellow Dragon Halberd!"

With a loud shout, the inscription patterns on Huang Xuanming's palms and fingers flashed, forming a bright yellow halberd, the icy light on the blade seemed to be able to penetrate the sun and the moon.

"die!"

With hateful eyes fixed on Long Hao, Huang Xuanming threw the yellow halberd directly.

At that moment, the halberd seemed to turn into a long dragon and traverse the void, its terrifying power could crush everything.

"Humph!"

Long Hao snorted coldly, and the condensed power divine pattern erupted with blazing light, like the sun shining on the sky and the earth, unexpectedly shattering the surrounding sound wave suppression.

"It's not what it used to be?"

Long Hao sneered: "Your uncle is still your uncle!"

Immediately, he slashed out with a knife, chopping the oncoming Huanglong halberd into pieces.

"what?"

Huang Xuanming, who was confident in his mind, suffocated for a moment, and his widened pupils were full of inconceivable expressions.

With this move of his, even a strong man with ten great perfections in the Golden Core Realm would be suppressed, but Long Hao not only broke free directly, but also erupted with extreme strength.

It's like it's not affected at all.

This shows that Long Hao's combat strength has reached the limit of Jindan Realm, far surpassing him.

After realizing this point, Huang Xuanming completely lost his will to fight, and ran away resolutely.

"hiss……"

Even Jiang Jianfeng couldn't help but gasp: "His strength is so tyrannical, even the current Beitang Mo is not as good as him!"

At the same time, screams resounded through the sky again.

Those disciples of the two holy lands who were lucky enough not to smash the tokens and send them out were miserable.

Huang Xuanming's move failed to restrain Long Hao, Ling Shu and Long Xiaomiao, but suppressed them in place. Now there is no chance to crush the token.

Ling Shu and Long Xiaomiao were not polite, they rushed up to harvest life mercilessly, killing most of them in an instant.

But Huang Xuanming couldn't protect himself now, and he had no time to take care of them. When the sound of the dragon's chant disappeared, the remaining dozen or so people didn't dare to stay any longer, and simply crushed the token.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, two streaks of light roared away one after the other.

The dragon-like figure in the back was obviously faster, striding across the void, taking thousands of feet in one step, and caught up in the blink of an eye.

"What? Have you forgotten the rules after seeing you for a few days?"

With a dodge, Long Hao blocked Huang Xuanming's way, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The scar was uncovered, and Huang Xuan was so angry that he almost fainted.

He stared at Long Hao, gritted his teeth, wishing he could just tear him up and eat him.

"Give you."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Huang Xuanming did not blew himself up in a frenzy, nor did he crush the token to escape. Instead, he simply and neatly transferred all the demon hunting points to Long Hao.

That movement was quick and skilled.

"A child can be taught, just be more careful next time, don't waste everyone's time."

Glancing at the crazily rising numbers in the token, Long Hao nodded in satisfaction, and then stepped out of the way.

Huang Xuanming's ferocious eyes are almost cannibalistic, the top genius of the majestic Four Elephant Holy Land has actually been reduced to someone else's money-giving boy.

Simply a shame.

"There will be no next time."

But he didn't dare to stay longer, and after staring at Long Hao fiercely, he broke through the air and left.

The performance of the two was beyond everyone's expectations. Those who didn't know thought they were old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

(End of this chapter)