Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Deep within the encirclement, surrounded by the black dragon army, Ye Ling confronted Xuan Kun and the others alone, but did not even bat an eye.

From the moment he saw Xuan Kun, Ye Ling knew that if he wanted to leave safely today, it would be difficult to ascend to the sky.

There were hundreds of Black Dragon Clan's experts around, and all of them had the weakest cultivation base, which meant that they were at least Honorable Stage of the War Wu Tian.

In order to deal with Ye Ling alone, he had actually mobilized so many strong warriors from the Black Dragon Clan, including even more than a dozen primordial Divine Martial Stage s.

Xuan Kun and Eastern Emperor Tuoba's cultivation were the strongest, facing such a powerful force, how could Ye Ling let his guard down?

At this moment, the Eastern Emperor Tuoba had long been impatiently waiting, and took the initiative to ask Xuan Kun for Ye Ling's head, but the Eastern Emperor Tuoba actually called Xuan Kun his Young Lord?

After Ye Ling heard this, he was even more sure of his thoughts. He looked at the smiling and cold Xuan Kun and asked, "The Seventh Young Master of the Black Dragon Clan that they speak of is you?"

"How dare you!"

"You don't even know the Seventh Young Master, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant here?"

The Eastern Emperor Tuoba frowned and immediately shouted out loud. This was because Xuan Kun was the seventh young master of the Black Dragon Clan, and also his master.

"Humph!"

"Ye Ling, did you just know?"

"Seems like I'm still too inexperienced. I can claim to be the overlord of the North Sea, but how can I subdue it so quickly if I don't have any tricks up my sleeve?"

Xuan Kun laughed and shook his head. There was no need to hide anything today. He was a descendant of the Divine Dragon Clan, and also the seventh son of the Black Dragon Clan's master.

With this identity, perhaps not many people knew, that he had also completed his Black Dragon Tribe's mission, unifying the North Sea under him, thus he was able to return to the Dragon Clan and quickly gain a foothold in the Black Dragon Tribe.

Once, no one in the Black Dragon Tribe knew of this Seventh Young Lord of his, but after today, he would once again appear in the Dragon Domain as the Seventh Young Lord.

The Black Dragon Clan had wanted to leave the Dragon Domain for a long time, but because the head of the Dragon Clan had not been decided, the Black Dragon Clan naturally would not leave the Dragon Domain at this time.

With the Black Dragon Clan in charge of the Dragon Domain, they could all respond in one breath. The Dragon Clan would all leave this place and enter the North Sea to carry out their ambitions.

Ye Ling was still shocked, Xuan Kun's identity was actually so special, as the seventh young master of the Black Dragon Tribe was indeed not simple.

At this moment, Ye Ling felt that he had underestimated Xuan Kun, but had underestimated him.

"Are you prepared to surrender or die under the hands of the 100 strong warriors of our Black Dragon race?"

Xuan Kun looked down at Ye Ling, and acted as if he was looking down on him from above, a cold sneer plastered on his face, as he followed Ye Ling's method of death.

Ye Ling's face was gloomy and cold, he looked at Xuan Kun, who was in front of him, and coldly laughed, "I will not choose a single one!"

"Arrogant!"

When Eastern Emperor Tuoba heard this, he instantly turned angry from embarrassment. With a teng sound, he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's expression froze, and his pupils contracted. Suddenly, Ye Ling's entire body was covered in lightning, which turned into a bolt of lightning, and in a blink of an eye, nine bolts of lightning shot out into the sky.

Boom!

Thunder shattered and thunder rumbled.

Lightning scattered everywhere like rain. Ye Ling and the Eastern Emperor Tuoba both retreated at the same time, their respective attacks unexpectedly evenly matched.

"What?"

"His strength actually became this strong?"

Xuan Kun was shocked. The Eastern Emperor Tuoba was a top ranker amongst the Great Clan's Divine Martial Stage, yet he was unable to deal with Ye Ling with a single attack. This caused him to be extremely shocked.

It had to be known that the Eastern Emperor Tuoba was a dragon race, his physique was stronger than normal people, but Ye Ling actually had the power that matched the physique of the Five Dragons, how could he be calm?

"Whiz!"

Just as Xuan Kun was startled, Ye Ling suddenly took the initiative to rush towards the Eastern Emperor Tuoba. Following that, a purple light shot out into the sky, and a terrifying aura appeared instantly.

Puff!

When Eastern Emperor Tuoba was unable to dodge in time, his right arm was directly cut off by Ye Ling's sword. Just as blood splashed into the air, Ye Ling suddenly swung his arm.

Boom!

Thunder pierced the sky, directly hitting the Eastern Emperor Tuoba's chest.

"Ah... "Pfft!"

The Eastern Emperor Tuoba let out a blood-curdling screech. Blood and flesh flew out from his chest, and his body was like a kite with its string cut. In a split-second, he flew out into the sky.

"Kill him!"

Xuan Kun was raging in the sky, even the Eastern Emperor Tuoba was unable to do anything to Ye Ling, so how could he calm down? With a wave of his hand, the several hundred black dragon experts around him immediately swarmed forward.

"Kill …!"

Howling sounds shook the sky, the black dragon experts were like wolves and tigers, all of them went into a frenzy, their blade and sword slashed across the sky as their killing intent surged, Ye Ling fighting alone against a group of enemies, how could he be afraid!

Puff puff!

Quickly destroy the grudges and grudges in the sky!

Ye Ling went berserk in the air, the nine bolts of lightning surrounded the surroundings, causing lightning and thunder to flash everywhere he passed, and he relied on his sword to go straight for the opponent!

The black dragon experts fell one after another, and no one was allowed to approach Ye Ling.

Seeing the Black Dragon powerhouse successively killed, Xuan Kun was so angry that his face turned purple. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and his hands began to wrinkle as if they were spewing fire.

"Ah …!"

Ye Ling's face was filled with killing intent, he instantly opened up a path of blood, causing him to walk through the void, staring straight at Xuan Kun, he suddenly waved his hand.

Boom!

Nine thunderbolts streaked across the sky like a violent thunderstorm.

Those who were near to him were instantly turned into ashes, and were unable to stop Ye Ling's killing intent.

Xuan Kun's expression changed greatly, upon seeing the Nine Thunder Stele's attack, he anxiously retreated. Waving his hand, a black light appeared and transformed into a rainbow that collided with the Nine Thunder Stele.

Bang!

The thunderous roar came from all directions and the surrounding black dragon experts were instantly shaken until they vomited blood and were sent flying.

Ye Ling smiled sinisterly, and suddenly stepped forward. The divine dragon was in the sky, annihilating the world.

Boom!

"Ah …!" Xuan Kun was startled, he didn't have time to dodge, and could only watch as the terrifying sword suddenly approached.

Xuan Kun screamed, and just as he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, Ye Ling had actually closed in on him in a split second. A blood light appeared in his left hand, and the Buried Skies Coffin struck out, flying straight for his head.

How could he have imagined that Ye Ling would be this crazy? The fearless Ye Ling was simply like a tiger, crazy to the extreme.

"Get lost!"

At this critical moment, Xuan Kun raised his head to the sky and roared. A black light appeared around him, and he lifted his hand to meet the dragon claw.

Boom! *

The Buried Skies Coffin was instantly pushed back, but Xuan Kun spat out a mouthful of blood. He kneeled on one knee, his face pale, his body trembling.

Ye Ling's expression congealed, he did not have the time to attack again, when suddenly, the broken weapons behind him started attacking crazily, not giving Ye Ling the chance to catch his breath.

Ye Ling's expression was terrifying, he suddenly turned around, only to see him immediately unleashing the Rain Flying Flower, causing his sword rain to rain down like pear blossoms.

Puff puff!

The hundred Black Dragon experts were all fixed in the air, their flesh and blood quickly separating from each other. In an instant, the air was also covered in a bloody mist, causing the scene to be extremely bloody and terrifying.

The killing trap that he had meticulously prepared for Ye Ling had actually become a battlefield where Ye Ling would massacre everyone.

Over three hundred Black Dragon Clan experts had been killed on the spot. How could Xuan Kun remain calm? His soul trembled and trembled with energy. He was drenched in sweat and had lost his six souls for a long time.

"Young Lord, leave quickly!" The Eastern Emperor Tuoba dragged his ruined body to where Xuan Kun stood in a daze, quickly pulling him back.

"Leave?"

"If I return to the Black Dragon Clan like this, how can I, Xuan Kun, still have the face to look up in front of everyone?"

Xuan Kun suddenly became enraged, he glared at the Eastern Emperor Tuoba, and immediately waved his arm, his eyes seemed to spew fire as he glared at Ye Ling who had not stopped.

His two sons and daughters, both died in Ye Ling's hands. The huge army of one hundred thousand from the Northern Sea had all been annihilated in Phoenix City, and Ye Ling still hasn't been easy for me to deal with in the Dragon Domain.

Boom!

The black light around Xuan Kun's body surged, transforming into the Divine Dragon Turtle, emitting an astonishing Qi. He wanted to fight to the death with Ye Ling!

"Whiz!"

The moment Xuan Kun made his move, roiling waves of black energy swirled out, and instantly rushed towards Ye Ling. The instant the divine dragon swung its tail, the heaven and earth shattered, and the astral winds were like blades, ripping everything apart.

Boom! *

Xuan Kun frantically attacked, only to see Ye Ling, who was using the Chaotic Rain Flying Flower, be sent flying into the air, blood pouring from his mouth, almost falling onto the ground.

When Eastern Emperor Tuoba saw Xuan Kun's anger, he gritted his teeth. Suddenly, a draconic roar sounded out, causing the world to shake and the black dragon to float in the air.

"Whiz!"

Eastern Emperor Tuoba turned into a ray of black light and struck towards Ye Ling with his dragon claw.

Ye Ling's expression changed greatly as the Nine Thunder Stele in his left hand instantly rushed towards the incoming attack.

Boom! *

The Eastern Emperor Tuoba's Dragon Claw was pushed back, while Xuan Kun rammed his head into Ye Ling's body, not giving him a chance to react at all.

BOOM!

The void exploded as Ye Ling's body flew out as if a string had been broken. Blood spurted from his mouth as a crack appeared on his body.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Ling steadied himself in front of them and knelt on one knee. Blood was flowing out of his body and his eyes were red as he glared at Xuan Kun and Eastern Emperor Tuoba.

The Divine Dragon Turtle and the Black Dragon were both incomparably huge. Their expressions were towering, and their savage, bloodthirsty eyes were filled with rage and madness.

In this battle, the losses of the Black Dragon Clan could be said to be disastrous, Xuan Kun wished he could swallow Ye Ling alive and rip him to shreds!

Ye Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale white. Facing these two huge beasts, he naturally felt a lot of pressure, because Xuan Kun's attack just now had almost shattered his body into pieces.

Boom!

Ye Ling's tiger body trembled, and violent thunderbolts covered the entire area. The divine dragon in his hand roared and flew above the thunder and lightning, as if it was capable of destroying the heaven and earth!

Xuan Kun's expression changed. He and the Eastern Emperor Tuoba actually felt fear, continuously retreating without daring to touch the thunder.

"Young master, that's the Divine Dragon Sword in his hand!"

Eastern Emperor Tuoba's eyes widened, seeing the Divine Dragon Sword in Ye Ling's hands, he unexpectedly felt fear, and anxiously reminded Xuan Kun.

"Divine Dragon Sword?"

"How could he have the Divine Dragon Sword?"

Xuan Kun was shocked, he had naturally heard of the Divine Dragon Sword before, but how did he know that the sword in Ye Ling's hand, was the Divine Dragon Sword?

Boom! *

While the Xuan Kun duo was still in shock, Ye Ling suddenly took a big step forward. The air trembled, thunder roared, wind blew, and thunder flew in all directions.

The terrifying aura was like the might of the heavens descending. The clouds in all directions surged, and the earth trembled.

"Retreat!"

Xuan Kun's heart was trembling, he was already scared to the point of numbing his scalp, Ye Ling's power was too strong, he did not dare gamble.

"Whiz!"

As Xuan Kun finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and ran at an alarming speed.

"Trying to run?!"

Seeing Xuan Kun turn into a rainbow and leave, Ye Ling suddenly frowned, while he was in shock, thunder rumbled down from the sky.