Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 934

Hundreds of feet of waves swept towards the surroundings, and a large piece of rock was exposed on the bottom of the sea, and there were many fish, but they were all dead.

When Ao Yunlong slashed the sword, these fish were already dead.

The momentum of this move is terrifying.

Rather, the power in the void was cut off at this moment.

Ao Yunlong twisted his neck, and there was a crisp sound from his neck, the martial saint in black was split out of the void by Ao Yunlong's sword.

A drop of blood dripped from his hand, and his eyes were solemn.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate it. Your sword is indeed very powerful. It was able to find my position and even hurt me."

The Martial Saint in black lightly wiped it from his hands, and the next moment, the skin and flesh began to heal gradually, returning to a normal appearance, within a short while.

"You are also very good."

Ao Yunlong didn't have a bottom line in his heart, facing a veteran martial artist, Ao Yunlong didn't have full confidence in himself, but was extremely worried.

There is no gap in power, but there is indeed a gap in the use of power.

According to the fight just now, Ao Yunlong faintly noticed that every time the black-clothed martial saint didn't seem to release much power, but every move and every style showed a terrifying power to the extreme, making Ao Yunlong I feel a little cold in my heart.

Long Xiaoluo, who was in this stone room, saw the fight between Aoyunlong and the black-clothed martial artist, and also saw that the black-clothed martial artist was actually injured, and immediately became excited: "Good job."

Long Zu projected all this in front of Long Xiaoluo and let her watch the battle.

Ever since Ao Yunlong injured the Black Clothed Martial Saint, Long Xiaoluo felt full of confidence in her heart.

"Hey, it's still a bit short." Long Zu murmured.

"Longzu, what's missing?"

On the side, Long Xiaoluo showed doubts on her face, she didn't understand why Aoyunlong had the upper hand, but Longzu was so sad.

"He has been tested out of the bottom line. I am afraid that he will encounter an even more terrifying attack soon. He will not know whether he will win or lose!"

Long Zu just finished speaking, and Long Xiaoluo immediately saw a thrilling scene.

Ao Yunlong was attacked by the martial saint in black, and he was hit directly with 36 strokes, each of which was so fierce, hitting Aoyunlong's chest.

On the side, Ao Yunlong's Wordless Heavenly Stele had already shattered.

At the moment when the martial saint in black made a sneak attack, he shattered the wordless monument.

The wordless stele has accompanied Ao Yunlong for a very long time, but at this time it has become fragments, fragmented.

Ao Yunlong was hit several times, and blood spurted out.

A pair of purple dragon eyes observed all this carefully, and recorded all the moves of the black-clothed martial artist in his heart.

This information is constantly circulating, and Ao Yunlong seems to have figured out something.

"boom!"

The Shenlong Sword that had already been released suddenly turned around and struck the shoulder of the Wusheng in black with an invincible force. Blood spurted out, and both of them retreated slightly injured.

It's not that simple for martial saints to fight each other.

Ao Yunlong didn't vomit blood, but put his hand on his chest instead.

At this time, the ancestral blood and dragon pills in the body continuously provided strength to Ao Yunlong, and those sunken wounds slowly recovered.

A master of martial arts, so terrifying.

"not good!"

At this moment, Long Xiaoluo suddenly shed tears, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, her heart was extremely sad and full of pain.

She saw a scene that made her very painful, that is, the second elder of the Dragon Clan was in a complete desperation at this time, and let out a roar.

Countless chains pierced directly into the second elder's body.

These chains were like hooks, firmly locking the Second Elder.

The dragon's body, which had been aged by the second chief, was already dilapidated at this time, and there were still many huge wounds on his body, and blood continued to flow out.

"Second Elder!" Long Xiaoluo called out loudly.

"What happened?" Long Zu asked, grabbing Long Xiaoluo's hand, and under the sympathetic induction, he instantly saw the angry side of him.

"Damn it." Long Zu showed anger on his face.

"Longzu, hurry up, the second elder can't hold on any longer." Long Xiaoluo said to Longzu with some tears.

"Actually, I only have the last blow left."

Long Zu said with a long sigh, with loneliness and helplessness in his eyes.

"Even if I make a move, I can only kill a martial sage. I am just a clone. After countless times, most of the power in my body has already been consumed. That's why I let him make a move and raise it to the level of martial arts. The holy realm is to help our Dragon Clan overcome this hurdle." Having said this, he tightly clenched his palms.

"I understand." Long Xiaoluo nodded.

"Help me tell Ao Yunlong about this, okay? We can't wait any longer, we have to go to the rescue." Long Xiaoluo said, at this moment, she was already in a state of confusion, and she was a little unclear about what to do. manage.

Thinking of this, there is pain in my heart.

Ao Yunlong and the Black Clothed Martial Saint have become more and more proficient at this time, and they have begun to get used to the terrifying power of the Martial Saint, and their manipulation has become more and more subtle.

"We must fight quickly. The Dragon Clan is in crisis right now. The Second Elder of the Dragon Clan will be captured soon. Maybe something terrible will happen. The Dragon Clan may be in crisis. Life and death are uncertain." Zu told Ao Yunlong about this.

Hearing this, Ao Yunlong stopped: "I see." After finishing speaking, he stared at Wu Sheng in black.

"Actually, I still want to continue practicing with you, but time is no longer allowed." Ao Yunlong said to the black-clothed Martial Saint.

"What?" Hearing this, the martial saint in black seemed to have heard something funny, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hey boy, what are you talking about?"

The black-clothed Martial Saint's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of contempt.

Ao Yunlong raised the Shenlong Sword in his hand, and in the Dragon God Lingtian Jue, it recorded a move that would destroy the world.

But this trick can only be used after reaching the Martial Saint.

Ao Yunlong has never used this move before, but he always remembers the existence of this move, because this move is too terrifying, how could Dragon God's moves be weak?

Holding the Shenlong Sword in his hand, Aoyunlong became one with the sword instantly.

The power between the two is constantly converging, and as the huge power enters the Shenlong Sword, the Shenlong Sword becomes more and more terrifying.

Indistinctly, above the sky, the dark clouds became thicker and thicker.

It seemed that before Ao Yunlong was about to use this move, the world had already sensed it, the wind was howling, and the ground was trembling.

Long Zu seemed to have sensed the move that Ao Yunlong was about to make, and couldn't help but trembled all over: "It's that move."

(End of this chapter)