Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 844

It was as if iron would become rusted if it was exposed to the air for a long time. Even if it was a top monster, the body fell into such a long sleep, more or less, there would be some chain reactions.

For example, if a person sleeps for three days and three nights, after he wakes up, he will not be able to exert all his strength at once, and may even become weak and unable to clenched his fists.

Even warriors are no exception. Yanshi has been sleeping in this holy palace for at least hundreds of years. After these hundreds of years, no matter how strong it is, its body is almost sealed in order to preserve energy and prevent it from leaking out.

After Yanshi wakes up, his body functions only recover one-twelfth, which is barely enough for him to move around. If he wants to fully mobilize his strength, it will take at least a day.

But in fact, Ao Yunlong and the others would not give Yan Shi a chance to recover his strength after dying.

As it said by itself, the unblocking posture is only a temporary increase in power, so that the rest of the sleeping power can slowly operate, it is an expedient measure.

This can also just explain that, as a sub-sage level powerhouse, an existence that can shake the world with a single shake, is huddled in this cave, unable to let go of his hands and feet, and even ended in a tie.

A martial artist, a martial artist, cultivates to control his body and understand its structure, so as to develop the mysteries of the body, accumulate more energy, and produce qualitative changes. The sleeping power is slowly waking up, and everyone is aware of this.

"Use the Misty Secret Technique." In the eyes of Mr. Yan, there was an unprecedented solemnity, and it was enough to show the horror of Yanshi that he could say that he would use the secret technique at any cost.

The Misty Pavilion secret technique was created by the first generation of Misty Pavilion masters. It is so powerful and invincible that it can raise the strength of the practitioner to a higher level in a short period of time.

Raising a level, for a realm like Mr. Yan, it is equivalent to a half-step sub-sage.

The reason why you can't become a sub-sage is because Valkyrie still needs one thing in the stage of advancing to a sub-sage. Without this one thing, you can't reach the sub-sage, even if your energy reaches the strength of a sub-sage.

The realm is limited, and the strength of energy cannot determine the key factor.

The people present, more or less, have the ability to leapfrog challenges, but that is only the intensity of energy, and does not have the ability to produce qualitative changes. For example, Aoyunlong can leapfrog a level or even two levels of challenges, but this is the case with sub-levels. Saint has nothing to do.

The reason why he was not defeated was all because of the perfect mutual restraint of the dragon god Ling Tian Jue on Yan Shi, which played a decisive role, otherwise, even if Ao Yunlong was against the sky, it would not be enough to look at in front of the sub-sage powerhouse.

"Kill!" Young Master Yan shouted loudly, calling Ao Yunlong's mind back, he stared blankly at this scene, under the blessing of the secret technique, Young Master Yan seemed to be covered in a fiery red coat.

From Ao Yunlong's point of view, Young Master Yan's body seemed to be covered with a flame armor, and traces of dense red smoke drifted out from his body from time to time, these powers were full of scorching heat, just approaching would feel the scorching heat.

"Spread out, this power is not just for fun." Fairy Bai Jiao looked solemn, and swung a force, involuntarily knocking away the people present in several directions, keeping a distance from Mr. Yan.

"This energy is so powerful, is this a half-step sub-sage?" Dongfang Qingfeng said blankly, closing his eyes slightly, as if lost in thought.

Ao Yunlong glanced at him, with disdain on the corner of his mouth, with Dongfang Qingfeng's personality, he would only panic at this time, and would never calm down.

Without a calm mind, it is difficult to do something big. For a warrior, this is even more fatal. The calmer a warrior is, the more calm he can face his opponent.

An impetuous heart is a big taboo, and this is the most taboo in the whole process of cultivation.

Yanshi's cave is inherently small, even if it is a square meter, it will disappear under the confrontation of two kinds of spiritual power, not to mention the struggle between two sub-sages.

"Buzzing."

Mr. Yan is worthy of being a master, even with the strength of a half-step sub-sage, he can fight a few rounds with the Yanshi who has opened his posture, and the two are inseparable.

The flame-covered fist light fell on Yanshi's thick-skinned and thick-skinned body, and sparks were only produced by rubbing against it, which showed that Yanshi's protective ability was abnormal.

"Ding, ding, ding." The fist light hit hard, rubbing against the sound like metal and iron joining together, which made Young Master Yan frown frequently.

"Continuing like this is not the way to go, don't look at these two people who are now inseparable from each other, in fact, Mr. Yan's consumption is already very huge, the reason why he doesn't change his face now is because he is strong. "It's rare to analyze Dongfang Qingfeng on the side.

Ao Yunlong looked at him with contempt, he was the only one who couldn't do anything at the scene, so he could only make soy sauce like this.

Dongfang Qingfeng didn't care about Ao Yunlong's eyes at all, he just cared about himself, and happily explained, as if this world-shattering and exciting battle had suddenly become a competition.

The battle was thrilling, and what made Ao Yunlong and the others look gloomy was that as the heat from Mr. Yan's body passed, his forehead was soaked with sweat unconsciously.

It can be seen that he has supported to the limit, and the strength of waving his arms is declining rapidly, far from being as brave as before.

Yanshi aimed at an opportunity, and slapped it down with a giant claw. In a panic, Mr. Yan stretched out his hand to resist, only to hear a click, the palm he used to resist was instantly cracked, Mr. Yan let out a muffled groan enduring the pain , back quickly.

"Pfft." A mouthful of hot blood spewed out of his mouth, Young Master Yan's complexion turned pale, it was obvious that the blow just now was almost a heartache, and it was hard for him to bear it.

"Yan, back down." Fairy Baijiao said with a sullen face, and stopped at Mr. Yan. Everyone can see that Mr. Yan's palm is broken, and his combat power has been greatly reduced. If he continues to hold on, it will be nothing but failure Little benefit.

With a wry smile on his lips, Mr. Yan backed away silently, with complex expressions in his eyes, he glanced at Bai Jiao, and said solemnly: "Master, you must be careful, this guy's physical defense is very strong. "

Fairy Baijiao nodded silently, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and just as the next breath came, a frosty aura radiating from her whole body fell on Fairy Baijiao's eyebrows like a divine enlightenment.

Like microwaves rippling, the roiling cold wave is pushed away, turning into a corrugated spiral cold current, wrapping Fairy Baijiao inside.

"The Misty Pavilion's secret art belongs to Bai Jiao's supreme secret art!" Young Master Yan couldn't help but gasped when he saw this.

As the confidant next to the master of the Piaomiao Pavilion, Mr. Yan knew what this move represented, and his expression couldn't help showing a trace of inexplicable charm. Ao Yunlong was shocked by the change of Fairy Baijiao, so he could only watch the battle calmly.

"Bai Jiao, I believe in your strength." Ao Yunlong muttered lightly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)