Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 47 Lin Jianqing's Last Madness
Lin Jianqing propped up his somewhat weak body, and looked at Long Hao in disbelief.

The Zixiao True Thunder Jue he practiced is the most powerful ground-level technique in the Zixiao Holy Land, and the supernatural power contained in it-True Thunder Burst Kill, has extremely terrifying destructive power.

With this move, he once killed a strong man at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm into a blood mist with a single strike.

Even, with this trick, he can compete with the top ten masters of the Transcendent Realm.

However, at this moment, he couldn't even kill a brat whose cultivation base was much weaker than his.

"Cough cough..."

At this time, the gray-clothed old man also staggered to his feet, glanced at Long Hao gratefully and said, "Thanks to my little brother being here this time, otherwise my old life would be here, cough cough..."

Seeing this, Lin Jianqing suddenly remembered that the vision of the ancient thunder dragon that appeared vaguely just now seemed to erupt from Long Hao.

Especially the dragon claw hand just now contained the purest thunder power, which seemed to have a huge restraint effect on his Zixiao True Thunder Art.

"Could it be that this kid practiced heavenly or even king-level exercises?"

From Lin Jianqing's point of view, only the more advanced heaven-level exercises or king-level exercises can restrain his unique moves, but he doesn't dare to think about god-level exercises at all.

Even so, he was already jealous.

With his talent, in order to cultivate the earth-level exercises in the Transcendent Realm, he has gone through untold hardships and spent a lot of treasures.

If one wanted to practice heaven-level exercises or even king-level exercises in the Transcendent Realm, I am afraid that only those favored sons of heaven in the legends could do it, right?

Such a proud son of heaven, even if he is placed in the top ten holy places, will immediately be valued by some big shots, and he will be directly accepted as a true disciple, which is extremely rare.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Are you really going to be an enemy of my Zixiao Holy Land?"

Lin Jianqing glared at him.

Up to now, Lin Jianqing still has a superior attitude, and the threat is beyond words.

However, what Long Hao dislikes most is when others threaten him, and then he sneers: "Hehe, dead people don't need to know so much!"

At the same time, the old man in gray also came to Lin Jianqing's side, ready to launch a counterattack with Long Hao at any time.

"Ha ha……"

Lin Jianqing seemed to be laughed out of anger, and glanced at the two of them contemptuously: "You two badly injured trash dare to say that you want to kill me..."

"Hey, we are seriously injured, but how can you get better?"

Although Lin Jianqing was still imposing, Long Hao knew very well that it was just a superficial phenomenon.

"What do you mean?" Lin Jianqing's eyes turned sideways, extremely dark and fierce, but his heart was beating a bit.

"The backlash caused by that move just now is enough to make you lose [-] to [-]% of your combat power..."

"In addition to the repeated battles, your true energy is running low, and your combat power needs to be reduced by [-] to [-] percent..."

"In the Abyss of Suppressing Demons, the combat power of human practitioners is already limited... How much combat power do you still have now? [-]%, or [-]%?"

With a smile on his face, Long Hao talked eloquently.

But every sentence was well-founded, the old man in gray was refreshed, and Lin Jianqing broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hmph, Lin Jianqing, you are the one who speaks out loud!" The gray-clothed old man sneered again and again.

"Lin Jianqing, today is your doomsday!" Qin Wuji, who was cultivated by the side, showed hatred in his eyes, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

As soon as Lin Jianqing's body froze, a sense of weakness came to his heart, obviously he was hit hard by Long Hao's words.

Although he knew that what Long Hao said was deliberately hurting his morale and confidence, but for some reason, a trace of fear had begun to spread in his heart, and he couldn't control it no matter what.

"Hmph, nonsense!"

Lin Jianqing shouted suddenly, trying to cover up the fear in his heart with a roar.

"Even if there is only [-]% of the combat power left, killing you is like slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

"Hmph, the dead duck has a hard mouth."

Long Hao sneered, and a mighty force surged out of his body again. With one step, he burst out a scorching sun-steaming punch, and charged towards Lin Jianqing.

"Lin Jianqing, die!"

The gray-clothed old man let out a loud shout, and also attacked with somewhat heavy steps.

"True Yuan Nine Swords!"

"Ziwei Township!"

"The knife enters the soul!"

……

The three of them fought fiercely together again, and the power they erupted was still terrifying. It was obvious that they were all fighting for their lives, and they were evenly matched for a while.

Although Lin Jianqing and the gray-clothed old man had high cultivation levels, they were both seriously injured and their combat strength was greatly reduced.

As the battle continued, the real energy in their bodies was consumed as quickly as water, and they were exhausted.

But looking back at Long Hao, he became more and more courageous as he fought.

Clang!

Lin Jianqing launched a powerful attack, and suddenly sent the gray-clothed old man flying.

However, immediately after, with a 'bang', Long Hao's iron fist directly shattered his protective qi, knocking him to the ground.

"how is this possible?"

Lin Jianqing was extremely shocked: "How can you still have such terrifying power?"

Fighting till now, even he and the gray-clothed old man, the two powerhouses at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, have exhausted their true energy and physical strength.

But Long Hao, whose cultivation base is much weaker than theirs, is still as vigorous as a dragon, his movements are as flexible as before, and his fists are still as brave as before.

"Freak, what a freak..." Even the gray-clothed old man lying on the ground panting, looking at Long Hao at this moment, was full of surprise.

They didn't know that the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Jue practiced by Long Hao could also refine demon energy and make up for his own consumption. Race is no different.

And because enough dragon veins have been awakened, Long Hao's divine power has increased and his physical strength has been long.

Even if he fights one more time, he will not feel tired.

This is the horror of god-level exercises!
"Hey, I told you a long time ago, dead people don't need to know that much!"

Staring at Lin Jianqing lying on the ground twitching, Long Hao sneered, and then pulled out the spiritual weapon sword on his back, ready to give Lin Jianqing a fatal blow.

But seeing Long Hao approaching step by step, Lin Jianqing suddenly let out a strange laugh: "Hehehe...I didn't expect to push me to this point, I underestimated you..."

"However, if you really think that you can kill me like this, then you are too stupid!"

Suddenly, Lin Jianqing shot out a murderous intent in his eyes, and then grabbed three silver marbles from his arms, and threw them over with a wild laugh: "Haha... all go to hell!"

Although the silver marble was only about the size of a longan, and its entire body was dull, there was a terrifying energy fluctuation like a volcanic eruption, which radiated out all of a sudden.

"This is……"

"Silver Thunderbolt!"

In an instant, Long Hao stopped in his tracks, only feeling his scalp go numb.

(End of this chapter)