Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"Exactly!"

"Bastards, you want to call me grandpa?"

The current Leng Wu had stepped into this realm, which was why he was so arrogant and looked down upon others. He was at the first stage of the Divine Martial Stage, and was one of the most outstanding ordinary disciples of the Sky Dragon Sect.

Its magical power was boundless. It could be called the ancestor of all people. It created the peak of martial arts that stood above the world. Rumor had it that even the heavens feared him.

Because of this, people were too powerful. They had always hidden themselves within the mountain forest, and there were also rumors that he had long since passed away and returned to the cycle of reincarnation.

Facing Leng Wu and Zheng Chuan's scornful and ridiculing expressions, Ye Ling's expression became extremely ugly. Zheng Chuan possessed the ninth stage of the Divine King Stage, yet Leng Wu had reached the Divine Martial Stage.

However, to dare look down on these brothers was akin to digging their own graves. They had experienced many battles, but had never been afraid of being cowardly. The contempt in their hearts was nothing more than provocation.

"Damn it!"

"You two reckless fools, do you believe that I will hack you two into two?!"

Feng Yu became angry from embarrassment. How could he accept the fact that he looked down on them?

Jian Qiu and Huan Xiong's eyes were filled with killing intent. The two of them rarely spoke, but that did not mean they were afraid. As long as Ye Ling gave the order, the two of them would not hesitate to attack.

"Ye Ling!"

"I, Leng Wu, have underestimated you. If this was not the Ye Family's territory, how could I talk so much nonsense with you?"

"On account of you being the Young Master Ye, as long as you follow me, I can release this group of trash. Otherwise, none of them will be able to survive!"

Disdain appeared on Leng Wu's face as he looked around at Feng Yu and the others. Only then did he look at Ye Ling with a face full of sneer, and threaten Ye Ling with the lives of Feng Yu and the others.

Ye Ling's face turned gloomy and cold, a red light surfaced in his eyes. Facing Leng Wu's threats, he actually laughed, the smile became more cautious, and all the Qi in his body surged frantically.

"You're thinking of a great idea!"

"Do you think you can beat me?"

When Ye Ling took a step forward, his entire body exploded with power, as though he was a blood thirsty demon. His entire body was dyed with blood, and a terrifying evil energy filled and shook the entire space.

"Blood Fury Skill!" Zheng Chuan was shocked, feeling the astonishing surging strength in Ye Ling's body, he actually felt the blood in his entire body surging.

Leng Wu's expression instantly turned cold. Seeing that Ye Ling did not know what was good for him and still wanted to struggle fearlessly, he revealed a sly smile instead. Suddenly, his body turned into a shadow as a blue light flashed in the sky and flew towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned, just as Leng Wu was about to attack, Ye Ling suddenly waved his arm, and with a loud bang, the Buried Skies Coffin swept across, exploding forth with its power, berserk.

BOOM!

With a loud sound, blood splashed in all directions, and the ice shattered.

Leng Wu was actually pushed back, Ye Ling's face turned sinister, his body retreated quickly, his right arm felt numb, and he was barely able to hold on.

With the protection of the Great Desolation Meridian, his endless power allowed him to have the strength to fight against Leng Wu. This was what Ye Ling relied on.

"Whiz!"

Leng Wu was pushed back, while Zheng Chuan suddenly flew at the side, he actually wanted to rush forward to help Leng Wu. Right at this moment, Feng Yu and the rest, who had been impatient a long time ago, suddenly turned into afterimages and rushed towards Zheng Chuan.

"Sickle of the God of Death!"

Feng Yu approached first, with a savage look on his face, he directly summoned the Sickle of the God of Death and slashed towards Zheng Chuan.

"Sky Breaking Fist!"

Huan Xiong released his powerful Dharma Idol, clenching his teeth, he threw out a punch in the air, blocking in front of Zheng Chuan.

Jian Qiu leaped into the air, releasing Sword Qi horizontally, like a rain of stars that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, instantly enveloping Zheng Chuan, making him unable to hide anywhere.

The three of them attacked with their full strength. Their attacks were extremely fierce, and their coordination was flawless. They were brothers who had experienced many hardships on the battlefield, and could live and die together without fear.

The combined attack of Feng Yu and the others had actually caused him to be thrown into great disorder. How could he possibly know that Feng Yu and the others were not inferior to ordinary people, and that their strength had all surpassed those of the same level?

Just as Zheng Chuan wanted to resist, he suddenly felt as if his body was frozen in mid air, his mind and soul were in turmoil, and a sense of danger of death was quickly approaching him.

BOOM!

Zheng Chuan's eyes widened, his face ashen, Huan Xiong's fist was the first to approach, instantly hitting his chest, only to see Zheng Chuan spitting out blood.

"Whiz!"

Zheng Chuan who had not cried out miserably, the dense rain of swords in the sky suddenly fell, as tens of thousands of arrows pierced through his heart and splattered everywhere. Zheng Chuan's body, was instantly riddled with holes.

"No!"

Zheng Chuan howled miserably as his seven orifices burned with smoke. The primordial spirit in his body was actually dissipating at a very fast speed, a dignified Divine King expert, unable to retaliate in the face of a bunch of ants. How could he possibly imagine such a miserable ending?

Boom! *

Zheng Chuan instantly lost his life, his soul was destroyed, he was dead beyond dead.

The faces of Feng Yu and the others who had killed Zheng Chuan had all become noticeably paler. They had used all of their strength in this battle, if not for them! Even if they took the initiative, they would not be able to kill Zheng Chuan so easily.

BOOM! BOOM!

The battle between the two was extremely intense. With the Buried Skies Coffin in hand, Leng Wu was completely unable to take a step closer.

At the same time, Ye Ling was unable to do anything to Leng Wu either. When Leng Wu saw that Zheng Chuan had been killed, he became terrified.

As Leng Wu was distracted, Ye Ling suddenly strode forward with a sinister face, the Buried Skies Coffin in his hands left his hands and transformed into a rainbow streak that shot towards Leng Wu.

"What!" When Leng Wu saw the rainbow attack, and felt the terrifying power, his expression changed greatly. He anxiously punched out, forming a three hundred meter long ice dragon that collided with the Buried Skies Coffin.

BOOM!

The ice dragon exploded, but the Buried Skies Coffin's momentum was like a hot knife through butter. The instant it broke through the ice dragon, it pierced through the explosive power and heavily injured Leng Wu.

"AHH!" Leng Wu screamed, his body flying a few meters, his entire body covered in ice, and blood flowing out from his mouth. He looked to be in a sorry state with disheveled hair.

Just as Leng Wu was stabilizing himself, a figure flew out from the Buried Skies Coffin and transformed into a shadow that suddenly approached him.

"You!" Leng Wu sensed that someone was approaching, and before he could even see the person's appearance clearly, he sensed a terrifying force quickly rushing towards him.

"Frost Sky Armor!"

Leng Wu trembled, his expression was terrifyingly sinister, and the ice armor that appeared from his entire body suddenly exploded. He transformed into a terrifying ice-cold energy, and instantly rushed forward.

BOOM!

The man in the shadow was the Xue Wuya, upon seeing the incoming force, it suddenly waved its arm, and the force Leng Wu released immediately exploded in front of it.

"Whiz!"

The instant the Xue Wuya broke through the ice and attacked him, the opposing Leng Wu actually broke through the air and escaped in an instant.

"Bastard?" This fellow is truly not simple! "

However, to be able to escape from the hands of a Xue Wuya, one could imagine that this Leng Wu was indeed not simple.

The Xue Wuya gazed at Leng Wu's back as he escaped. It seemed like both of its eyes were narrowed as its face turned extremely cold, transforming into a red light that entered the Buried Skies Coffin's body and rode it back into Ye Ling's body.

"This Leng Wu will definitely come and cause trouble for us again." Jian Qiu approached Ye Ling, looking somewhat serious as he warned him in a low voice.

"That's right!" This kid is not simple. "

"Just now, what was the origin of the ice armor he used?" that senior was actually unable to do anything to him? "

The ice armor on Leng Wu's body seemed to possess an extremely strong defensive power, and even a single strike from the Buried Skies Coffin was unable to injure Leng Wu.

"That is Leng Family's" Frost Armor "."

"The four great families all possess their own bloodline power. Once their power is awakened, they can use the armor that belongs to them to protect themselves."

Ye Ling's expression became serious. To the four great families, armor was the true opening of bloodline doors. The four great families were born in ancient times, and the ancestors of their families were almighty beings who could split heaven and earth apart.

They all grasped different types of power. They fused this power into their flesh and blood, and passed it on to their backs through their bloodlines. Their bloodlines also had different kinds of mysteries and comprehensions, and battle armor was one of them.

"That powerful?" Feng Yu was surprised, hearing that Ye Ling had a lot of basis for his words, Feng Yu couldn't help but curiously look at Ye Ling, because Ye Ling was also a member of the Four Great Clans, so he should also have this kind of ability.

"So that's how it is."

"The Four Great Clans are truly not simple, no wonder they are able to leave the Octoterra Divine Region and come to occupy a part of it."

Jian Qiu was shocked. If not for what Ye Ling had said, he might not even have known about the frightening aspects of the Four Great Clans.

Huan Xiong slightly nodded his head. Although he didn't really understand the reason behind this, when he had followed the Myriad Realms Divine Emperor before, he had also heard some of the secrets of the four great families.

"You don't have to look at me like that."

"I was reborn with my primordial spirit, so my body is not mine, so most likely, the power of my bloodline is not fated for me, even if I can open it, it would be impossible for me to do so without the cultivation of the Divine Martial Stage."

Ye Ling frowned. Seeing Feng Yu's strange gaze, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh in his heart, because he did not even know where his real body was, let alone awaken his bloodline's power.

"That's not right!"

"Boss, since your primordial spirit has been reborn, where is your body?"

When Feng Yu heard what Ye Ling said, he was even more curious. Ye Ling's physical body was a treasure, and had inherited the Ye Family's direct line of descent, so the probability of it returning to its ancestors was the highest.