Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 931
And Long Xiaoluo used this move, and at this moment, surrounded by the black-clothed martial saint, trying to trap the black-clothed martial saint.

The net formed by the golden light trapped the martial saint in black.

"Cough cough!"

The next moment, Long Xiaoluo coughed hard twice, she won't be sleepy for long, she thought in her heart, turned around, grabbed Aoyunlong and wanted to leave, but before she started to act, she heard a chuckle: "I'd be an idiot if I let you go like this."

As the sound came, there was only a click.

The martial sage in black just stretched out his finger lightly, and the barrier around him was broken in that moment.

The trick called Tianluo didn't work, so it was cracked.

"Pfft!" Long Xiaoluo spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with shock.

"How is this possible!" Long Xiaoluo tightly clenched her fist, as if she didn't expect to be cracked so easily by this person.

"The will of the guardian of the dragon clan is indeed very strong, but for us, the martial saints who have profound weapons, how can they be our opponents? You rely on the martial saints of the dragon clan, and perhaps you can use the power of the martial saints to display more powerful weapons. A powerful move, but it is always borrowed, the power is not yours."

Dragon Clan Martial Saint said with some sarcasm, and with a long sigh, he shook his head gently.

Ao Yunlong sat there, with a golden light flowing around his body.

Long Xiaoluo glanced back at Aoyunlong, bit her lip, stood in front of him and said to the black-clothed Wusheng, "I won't let you hurt him."

"Yes, then you go to die."

I saw Wusheng in black said coldly, and stretched out a finger of his own.

The moment a finger was stretched out, the air seemed to be cut through, and Long Xiaoluo felt a breath of death, was she about to fall into death?
Long Xiaoluo closed her eyes, trembling all over, but she didn't move away.

That finger seemed to pierce the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Ao Yunlong opened his eyes fiercely, and finally transformed into a sub-sage.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the finger.

The martial sage in black just stretched out a finger lightly, which made Ao Yunlong feel his whole body trembling, and his will and body and mind fell into a desperate situation.

Just now, although Ao Yunlong was transforming, he still knew what happened.

What Long Xiaoluo did just now moved Ao Yunlong's heart.

But now, the enemy is the Wusheng in black in front of him.

Now, the Wu Sheng in front of him must be defeated.

Affected by Long Xiaoluo, Ao Yunlong at this moment was full of fighting intent, holding the sword in his hand, full of powerful killing intent.

Even if he is not the opponent of the Martial Saint in front of him, Ao Yunlong will not give in.

"Dragon God Lingtian Jue!" Such a roar emerged in Ao Yunlong's heart, and the next moment, Ao Yunlong raised his hand.

There is a long sword in Ao Yunlong's hand, this long sword has a sharp luster, it is the Shenlong Sword.

Because Shenlongjian erupted out of its own power before and killed several junior sub-sages, now it has lost its previous power.

Following Ao Yunlong's attack, the powerful force is so terrifying.

"Dragon God Slash!"

Ao Yunlong roared like this, mobilizing the transformed dragon energy in his body, pouring it into the Dragon God Sword, and above the Dragon God Sword, there was a faint wave of great power.

The fluctuation of the avenue is so terrifying, at this moment, it is about to sweep away towards the surroundings.

"war!"

With a single strike of the sword, he slashed at the finger in front of him, and all of this was done in just an instant, in an instant.

The martial sage in black didn't withdraw his finger, but showed a sneer instead, as if he was laughing at Ao Yunlong's ignorance, how could a mere sub-sage who had just broken through be his opponent, a majestic martial sage?

And I am not an ordinary martial saint, but a late martial saint.

How could the power of a martial saint be something that a mere sub-sanctuary could resist?This happened in the next moment, and Hei Yasheng, who was proud of himself, only felt a pain in his hand.

Ao Yunlong flew out and hit the wall heavily.

In the stone groove on the wall, a dragon statue is enshrined, and beside the dragon statue is a small dragon statue.

This dragon elephant is wearing scale armor, it seems to be a general under Long Zun.

"Pfft!" Even though Ao Yunlong broke through the sub-sage, he still couldn't resist such power, and spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, all dragon blood.

"You actually hurt me?"

Wu Sheng in black raised his hand, and a small cut was actually made on his hand. This cut was really injured by Ao Yunlong, and his moves were also blocked by Ao Yunlong. Paid a huge price and was hit hard.

Ao Yunlong stumbled and stood up again, with a smile on his face, looking so relaxed, he walked in front of Long Xiaoluo, and stood in front of Long Xiaoluo.

"This time I will protect you." Ao Yunlong said.

"Ok!"

Although there were many conflicts and misunderstandings between Ao Yunlong and Long Xiaoluo before, all the estrangement between them has disappeared now.

Ao Yunlong stretched out his hand, Long Xiaoluo also stretched out her small hand, and the two held hands tightly.

Suddenly, Ao Yunlong heard a voice in his mind.

"Dragon Ball, quickly use the Dragon Ball, the huge energy contained in the Dragon Ball can wake me up completely, kill this beast, and eliminate the disaster of the Dragon Race."

At this moment, Ao Yunlong heard a voice.

This voice seemed to be majestic, but Ao Yunlong couldn't hear it very clearly.

"Who is it?" Ao Yunlong didn't understand. He turned his head and looked at the past, but he felt the dragon ball in his hand trembling slightly, so he quickly let go of his hand, and saw the dragon ball flying up slowly. , suspended in the air.

The dragon statue next to the dragon statue behind Aoyunlong, at this moment, flew straight up and turned into a human form.

This is the image of a very young man with a seemingly expressionless face.

The moment it appeared, it seemed that the eyes were full of wisdom and a kind of domineering, as if they could see through everything.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, the Dragon Clan once again encountered a catastrophe. Has His Majesty Long Zun returned yet? It's a pity that I still haven't waited for it."

The man muttered to himself, with regret on his face.

Seemingly aware of something, he looked at Ao Yunlong fiercely.

"You have the aura of Dragon Lord on your body."

The man looked at Ao Yunlong and said, his eyes were burning hot.

"I understand, so you are the heir of the Dragon God, and you also have the blood of the Dragon God in your body." The man said.

The martial saint in black on the other side felt his feet trembling, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

(End of this chapter)