Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 660


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The tyrannical vigor traversed the sky, blasting out a huge black hole, stretching for thousands of miles, sensational!

"Four elders, they were defeated by one move..."

All the disciples of the Xu family who had not had time to set up the magic circle around them were stunned.

Terrifying vigor continued to surge down from the sky, causing the earth to sink, mountains to shake and the ground to shake. Some Xu's disciples couldn't dodge, and were wiped out in an instant, turning into fly ash.

"Is this... is the true strength of the Holy Land Tianjiao?"

They are also strong in the Faxiang Realm, but these Xu's children are like looking up at the gods at this moment, and the jealousy in their pupils has all turned into fear!

Although there are a large number of them, compared with the real Tianjiao of the Holy Land, no matter the exercises they practice, the supernatural powers they master, even the strength of mana, the magic weapons and secret techniques they possess... all aspects are far inferior.

Long Hao was not the only Heavenly Proud of the Holy Land they had seen, but he was the most terrifying and heaven-defying one.

The gap between the world and the realm is like a small puddle in front of him, which can be crossed in a leisurely stroll.

"The four great nirvana realms can't stop his blow!"

"Damn, what kind of freak is that guy?"

The black-armored man who was fighting fiercely with Yan Lin and another strong Xu family were also taken aback by this scene, and it was difficult to hide the fear in their shrunken pupils.

"Supernatural power—the Vermilion Bird Seal!"

Suddenly, a fiery wave of fire rolled over.

In the endless red rays of light, a miraculous firebird danced lightly, and with the flapping of its wings, billowing divine flames revived, bursting out with a power that would burn the sky and destroy the earth.

"Supreme supernatural power again!" The black-armored man gritted his teeth with hatred. His cultivation level was much higher than Yan Lin's. If he could master a great supernatural power, he would definitely be able to suppress Yan Lin.

"No, go back!"

Facing the Suzaku divine bird approaching from the sky, the other strong Xu family was so frightened that his soul froze. With a cry of surprise, he backed away crazily.

After repelling the two of them in one fell swoop, Yan Lin's eyes turned around, looking at Long Hao who was like a juvenile sovereign who overwhelmed the world, his eyes also shone with shock and admiration.

"Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Long is already so powerful with only the cultivation of the Faxiang Realm. In the future, when he enters the Nirvana Realm, who will fight against the king if he doesn't come out!"

From the very beginning, he knew that Long Hao had extraordinary potential, otherwise, how could he be accepted as a disciple by the Sword Master of Absolute Heaven.

However, after witnessing Long Hao's battle with his own eyes, he realized what a humanoid Tyrannosaurus is and what it means to be unstoppable.

The four strong Nirvana Realm powerhouses were easily pushed and crushed in front of him like a mustard.

"Junior Brother Long, beyond the forest in front of us is the Holy Imperial City, let's go there quickly."

When Long Hao showed his supernatural power and pushed the four great Nirvana realm powerhouses horizontally, the man in black armor and those Xu's children also seemed to be scared out of their wits, and retreated towards the Holy Imperial City like a tide.

Hearing Yan Lin's voice, Long Hao nodded his head, and cast his sharp eyes forward. The miraculous vision just now flashed through his mind again. When he was suspicious, there was also a trace of expectation in his heart.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
The two rose across the sky one after another, and it took only a moment to cross the ten-mile mountain forest.

The green mountains and green waters disappeared, and what appeared in front of my eyes was a hazy and dead silence.

The simple and huge tall buildings, ancient castles, wide avenues, pavilions, towers and pavilions like palaces and fairy palaces that appeared in Long Hao's eyes... At this moment, there are only ruins left, as if together with the glory of the past. , was buried by yellow sand.

"This is the Holy Imperial City?"

It is also the first time for Yan Lin to come here. Although the ruins in front of him are small in scale, only tens of miles in radius, they give people a sense of simplicity and vastness. Every brick, every beam and pillar is branded with the traces of time. .

"As expected of the ancient emperor's residence, it was actually made of black and yellow fine gold. It's a pity that the spiritual energy has dissipated and it has already decayed."

The so-called black and yellow fine gold is a special ore formed when the world first opened and was contaminated with the black and yellow gas. It is said to be indestructible and as heavy as a mountain. The law of heaven is imprinted in it, which is the most precious treasure for cultivating the emperor's holy soldiers. It is no longer available today. See.

However, every brick and tile here is cast with this kind of divine gold, and its former glory is unimaginable.

"In ancient times, the land was narrow but the resources were abundant. There were countless natural materials and earthly treasures born in the chaos, and there were even fairy gods. It seems that the legends are not all lies." Long Hao sighed sincerely.

However, Yan Lin didn't have the thought of dreaming about the magic of ancient times. He mobilized his spiritual thoughts and swept back and forth in this ruins, but his eyes became anxious.

Long Hao also urged his divine sense to investigate, but also found nothing.

But he was not in a hurry, if the magic formation was so easy to see through, Yanque and Huanli would have been strangled by the powerful Xu family long ago.

Moreover, with Huanli's illusion skills, even the king can't see through it. It's normal for them not to find out.

"Brother Hao, brother Hao, why are you here?"

Suddenly, a spiritual transmission sounded, and the immature voice was full of excitement and joy.

"Huanli!" Long Hao's eyes lit up, and the boulder hanging in his heart also fell down: "How are you? Where's Yanque?"

"We're all fine. We're hiding in an underground palace. Sister Que'er seems to be enlightening, but she hasn't woken up yet." Huanli's voice was extremely excited, and there was deep grievance in her crying: "Brother Hao, you are here! That's fine, those bad guys beat Li'er so painfully..."

The voice of grievance was like a flying sword piercing Long Hao's heart, making him angry.

"It's good that you're fine, just hide and don't come out, brother Hao will avenge you!"

In the end, Long Hao's voice became as cold as ice, and his sharp eyes, like swords, turned to those powerful members of the Xu clan who were gathered together to prepare for a desperate fight, bursting out with endless murderous intent.

"Senior Brother Yanlin, I have received a sound transmission from Huanli, and they are all fine."

"Really?" Yan Lin turned his head to look, his face was full of surprise: "It's fine, it's fine."

Along the way, his heart seemed to be hanging on the stove, suffering a lot, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief: "Then where are they now?"

"They hid in an underground palace, very safe."

After finishing speaking, Long Hao said in a cold voice: "Right now, let's get rid of them first!"

Hearing this, Yan Lin's eyes also turned cold, and murderous intent flashed in them: "It's just right, I have long wanted to crush them all!"

"hiss……"

Being stared at by these two evil gods, those strong members of the Xu clan felt chills down their backs, as if they were facing the god of death.

"What are you afraid of? The ancestors are already on their way. As long as we hold on for a while, they will be the ones who will die!"

Although the man in the black armor was also terrified, he still pretended to be calm and reprimanded everyone.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter who comes, you have to die now!"

The resonant sound was like a thunderclap, accompanied by a large cloud of calamity gathered in the sky. Between the rolling thunder and flickering, it seemed that there was an ancient thunder dragon churning in the clouds, and the aura of destroying the world was raging. The timid.

(End of this chapter)