ca-book Chapter 127 Mysterious Technique Shows Its Power, Long Wen's Struggle
Chapter 127 Mysterious Technique Shows Its Power, Long Wen's Struggle
Long Wen's face became colder and colder, and the blood-colored dragon ball reflected his whole body into a bright red.
It looked like it was flowing out of magma.
"Boy, you die for me."
The power can be compared to the fist of the meteorite, breaking through the wind and making a loud buzzing sound in the sky.
Simultaneously.
The distance between him and Su Xunge is getting closer and closer.
Almost before he could breathe, he broke through the barrier of Su Xunge's Void Secret Technique and rushed in front of him.
With a powerful punch, it fell with a bang.
It was about to hit Su Xunge's body, completely smashing this lifeless junior.
suddenly.
The thick black dragon among Su Xun's singers burst open, turning into thousands of lawful little dragons and swarming towards the old saint's body.
The strong power of transforming Tao is like a cage covering Long Wen's side.
The punch stopped abruptly, Long Wen opened his mouth wide, watching this scene in disbelief.
"How...how could it be so fast!"
The majestic emperor's secret technique, performed in the hands of this kid, turned out to be like an ordinary method.
Long Wen originally thought he still had time.
"I'm not reconciled!"
The sage's dao rhyme flowed along his body, and bursts of blood and rain suddenly fell from the sky, as if sending a sage to death.
Long Wen controlled his own Dragon Ball, forcibly mobilizing the little life energy in his body, trying to reverse the situation.
But the power of transforming Tao was like tarsal maggots, entangled in his whole body.
As a last resort, Long Wen let out a hysterical roar, and manifested his true body uncontrollably.
It was a majestic giant dragon with a length of three hundred feet, covered with blood-red scales, and its appearance was strikingly similar to Long Li.
But unlike Long Li's bright red, Long Wen's scales can clearly see a kind of dusky color.
He didn't have much lifespan, that's why he was hurt so badly by Tianxia Ji Mie.
If it were him who was young and at the peak of his energy and blood, even if Su Xunge's cultivation was at its peak, he might not be able to motivate him to transform into a Tao.
however.
Even being forced to such a point, Long Wen did not give up resistance.
The dragon's blood, which was about to dry up, flowed rapidly through his flesh and blood, and the strong bloody aura spread in all directions in the sky thousands of meters away.
They can be called blood dragons. Their family is born to play with blood and energy. Even if the power of transformation is forcibly induced by the secret technique of Emperor Su Xunge's level, the body is close to drying up, but Long Wen still miraculously turned around. After passing the state of being about to sit down.
"咚~咚." The sound of the beating heart, like a drum, beating non-stop.
The tumbling blood is like a big river.
Long Wen forcibly mobilized his physical body, and extracted [-]% of new blood with his own limited lifespan.
Although the amount is not much, it is close to enough for him to survive this calamity.
"You wait for me, I'm going to peel off your tendons and skin, refine you into a puppet, and suffer eternal torture forever!" When the condition improved a little, Long Wen immediately sternly threatened.
only.
At this moment, he is more than twice as bad as before, but even so, Long Wen is still confident that he can handle Su Xunge.
but.
What responded to him was just a playful laugh: "Old man, you are still stubborn."
The corners of Su Xunge's mouth curled up, showing a sarcasm on his face.
Long Wen's ability to resist "Tian Xia Ji Mie" was beyond his expectations.
After all, this trick is a forbidden secret technique at the level of the emperor of the eight scriptures. It helped him kill a human saint at the beginning, and it can be regarded as one of Su Xunge's trump cards.
But think carefully.
Back in the Holy Imperial City, the saint did not have the ability to resist the black gold pagoda with dragon patterns, and was suppressed throughout the whole process without the slightest power to fight back, so he was able to be easily induced by him to transform.
But things are different now.
The Blood Dragon Clan actually took out a picture of the Great Emperor Formation. Although it was incomplete, it was able to check and balance the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda in a short period of time. That's why Long Wen had the chance to shine back and light up the last candle.
"But, that's all."
With a smile on his face, Su Xunge had already made plans on how to deal with Long Wen.
"boom!"
Su Xunge moved.
Surrounded by black and red transpiration waves, it looks no different from a real devil.
His muscular muscles swelled several times in an instant, and a phantom as black as ink appeared behind him.
"Why is the old thief clenching his fists so tightly, wanting to hit me? Next, I will show you my fists!"
Boom.
Su Xunge shot out like a bow and arrow off the string.
The oscillating space tells his current state. The body at the level of a semi-holy weapon is almost stepping on the air to borrow strength.
He slammed heavily towards Long Wen, who had manifested his real body.
"Om~"
The fist was right between Long Wen's eyebrows. The giant dragon was [-] feet long, and a dragon's head was nearly [-] feet in size. Su Xunge's tiny figure was not even as big as one of Long Wen's eyes.
but.
The terrifying strength still caused irreparable damage to Long Wen.
The wind of the fist pierced through the flesh and fascia, and landed directly on Long Wen's skull. The crisp sound of the bone breaking made the eardrums scream non-stop.
"Ow~"
Long Wen screamed terribly.
The group of monsters who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but swallowed as if they felt the same way.
"What's the situation? Why didn't senior Long Wen take action to deal with that kid!" Some demon cultivators couldn't help but sighed anxiously, thinking that Long Wen was still keeping his hand and didn't use all his strength.
And there are also some people who have seen some clues from Long Wen's strange state just now.
"No, Senior Long Wen encountered a terrible disaster just now. The little black dragon seemed to have devoured his life. The current Saint Long Wen is already hanging his last breath!" A well-informed person vaguely thinks of something.
"Don't guess, it's my ancestor Tianxia's taboo secret technique - Tianxia's death, Tianxia's birth, all things are destroyed, Long Li's old worm almost returned to the west just now!" Zhao Hao at this time Long Li has been completely suppressed.
As the mighty Ninth Heaven, he was only one step away from ascending to the realm of saints. He was an unborn peerless arrogance. If he broke out with all his strength, he might not be weaker than an ordinary saint.
Facing Long Li, a good-for-nothing who relied on the holy weapon to raise his own strength to the same level as his own, it was naturally easy to catch.
A palm split tens of feet into a knife light, which fell on Long Li's forehead, and immediately shattered one of his dragon horns, which was as gorgeous as a fire coral.