The Art of the Great Sword

"Damn bug, you pissed me off! I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

The clone of Shenlong Shengzun was split into pieces by a sudden thunderbolt, which made him furious!

The strength of this clone is not weak, at least equivalent to that of an ordinary peak reincarnation realm monk.

But after entering this dream world, he was directly chopped into pieces by a bolt of thunder without even observing clearly what the dream world was like!

The clone did not go to destruction immediately under the attack of this thunder, but it could no longer survive.

The divine thought contained in the clone of the Holy Dragon Lord made its own voice at this moment.

He is now full of hatred for this entire dream world.

This clone is connected to his main body. If the clone dies in this dream world, his main body will also be affected.

Originally, I just wanted to send this clone to this dream world to observe it, but in the end, I almost fell into a crisis of destruction!

Just as the voice of the Holy Dragon Lord fell, Fang Qingyang's voice suddenly reached everyone's ears, "If you come in true form, your ending will become the nourishment of my dream world."

Fang Qingyang did not show up. He was still in the other world, but he sensed an abnormality in his dream world, and then immediately mobilized the power of heaven and earth in the dream world to target the clone of the Dragon Saint.

Shenlong Shengzun didn't know this. He only knew that he had been provoked.

When he heard Fang Qingyang's provocative words, he became furious!

With his combat power at the peak level of reincarnation, there are simply not many opponents to be found.

The clones he can condense at will can also compete with ordinary peak reincarnation realm monks.

But now, after losing a clone, he still heard Fang Qingyang mocking him. This made the Holy Dragon Lord, who had always been in a high position, not willing to give up!

"Then I want to see if you will kneel down and beg for mercy after my true form arrives!"

When Fang Qingyang heard what Shenlong Shenzun said, he no longer had the intention to talk to him anymore.

Immediately, he mobilized his strength again and struck at the remaining consciousness of the clone of the Holy Dragon Lord.

In an instant, another bolt of thunder appeared, directly annihilating the consciousness of the clone of the Holy Dragon Lord!

After doing all this, Fang Qingyang comforted the monks guarding the space-time rift. He said, "Everyone, you are safe in the dream world."

"I have temporarily encountered some problems here. After I solve these problems, as long as you want to leave the dream world, I can let you leave!"

"Now, you can practice in this dream world!"

After saying these words, Fang Qingyang ignored them and turned his attention back to the other world.

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Blood fire plain.

At this time, the face of Shenlong Shengzun was a little pale. He never thought that the clone he transported to the dream world would be directly destroyed by others.

He didn't even have time to wait for his clone to pass the message back!

"What dangers are there in this dream world?"

"The clone I condensed can at least be on par with ordinary monks in the peak reincarnation realm, but in that dream world, it was destroyed without even any news being fed back?"

For Shenlong Shengzun, the death of his clone in the dream world is the most unacceptable thing for him.

The War King on the side suddenly turned pale when he saw the Shenlong Shengzun. How could he not understand that this guy had suffered a loss in the dream world?

He even said mockingly: "Holy Dragon Lord, if you think that the dream world still cannot pose a threat to you, you can let your true body enter the dream world to take a look."

He stared at Shenlong Shenzun with some gloating. It would be best if he could anger this guy and let him directly enter the dream world in his true body.

As long as he dares to enter the dream world in person, the overlord of Dragon Abyss will completely fall into the dream world!

Hearing the ridicule of the War King, Shenlong Shengzun couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly raised his hand, and a restraining force suddenly appeared in his palm, and fiercely enveloped the War King.

"I've tolerated you for a long time. Who are you, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

He was filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to cut the war king into pieces with a thousand knives.

However, the King of War didn't take it to heart at all when faced with the power displayed from him.

When the suction force came towards the King of War, the King of War was full of fighting spirit. He said: "I have wanted to fight you for a long time."

"It is said that Shenlong Shengzun has few opponents in the realm of peak creation. I want to see how strong you are!"

While he was speaking, he had already launched his own counterattack.

His fist broke through the air, carrying a destructive force, and landed heavily on the suction force of the Shenlong Shengzun.

At the same time, he took out a long sword and already showed off his sword skills.

In an instant, a sharp aura bloomed from the sword in the War King's hand, as if it was going to split the surrounding space.

The King of War is the well-deserved king in this space.

Moreover, the long sword in his hand seemed to have triggered the Dao in the Dragon Abyss, and a sharp aura descended from the sky, but it went straight to the Holy Dragon.

He made many reactions at this moment, but the power displayed from him did not have any effect when facing the suction force of the Holy Dragon.

Boom...

The suction force absorbed the sharp aura, which weakened the attack power of the War King by a large part.

When his subsequent power went to the Holy Dragon, it could not pose any threat to the Holy Dragon.

On the other hand, the Holy Dragon looked disdainful when facing the offensive of the War King.

"There are also strong and weak peaks in the Samsara Realm. A cultivator like you in the Peak Samsara Realm can only deal with those below the Peak Samsara Realm. Facing me, you have no power to resist!"

The Holy Dragon responded while attacking the War King.

The War King didn't even see how the Holy Dragon Saint attacked, he felt a force of oppression on his heart.

The oppression seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and even made him want to give up resistance.

What kind of method is this?

The War King was shocked.

He knew that he was no match for the Holy Dragon Saint, but he didn't expect that he was not even a match for the Holy Dragon Saint!