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Chapter 2150

"No!"

Dong Jun's sacred expression changed: "You are not the Aotian God Emperor, you are just the Nine Dragon Evil Barrier. Even if you have the aura of the Aotian God Emperor in your body, it is just a trace of the remnant soul of the Aotian God Emperor."

"How much trouble can you cause with just a trace of your remnant soul?"

A cold light escaped from the depths of Dongjun's sacred eyes and he pressed his big hand, and the sacred pressure spread again. As the sacred pressure spread, the expressions of Yan Lige and others changed again.

Divine power.

Not to be underestimated.

Xia Ting also exclaimed: "Dong Junsheng is angry, now it's over."

Just as Xia Ting exclaimed, he saw an extremely shocking scene. In front of him, Ling Tian raised his hand. On the ground in front of him, the white dragon pestle suddenly detached from the ground. As the white dragon pestle spun around.

It turned into a stream of light and fell into Ling Tian's hand.

White dragon pestle grip.

The dragon roars again.

White dragon chants!

The six-color light pillar expanded. On top of the six-color light pillar, only the six-color divine light gathered. As the divine light gathered, the six rays of splendor continued to converge in one place at this time.

Even above the pillar of light, six dragon shadows twined again.

The white dragon rises.

The pressure became stronger.

Two bright white lights burst out from Ling Tian's eyes in an instant, and a layer of color-changing light appeared all over Ling Tian. The bright white light condensed a layer of domineering white dragon-patterned shirt around Ling Tian.

When he raised his eyes, a trace of disdain rose in Ling Tian's eyes: "Although it is just a wisp of remnant soul, his proud reputation makes all the heroes tremble."

"All gods unite!"

"I am invincible!"

"The name of Aotian is not something you can despise."

The moment the bold words were spoken, the white dragon pestle in Ling Tian's hand came out fiercely, and a pair of domineering divine lights appeared in front of him.

Rumble!

At the moment of the clash, the thunder trembled slightly. As the two strong men clashed, the entire sky trembled violently. The domineering power spread in an instant, and the strong men on the scene were struck by the exploding white light.

It was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes, and my soul was constantly trembling at this time.

God Emperor!

So scary?

Aotian God Emperor!

Living up to his reputation, he can be so powerful, but he still has just a trace of his soul. If the Aotian God Emperor takes action with all his strength, what will happen? Will the world be turned upside down?

The galaxy turns upside down!

Aotianli!

Holy retreat.

Within the white light and smoke, a word was heard: "Retreat."

When the one-word divine order was shaken, Dongjun Shengsheng felt his soul tremble slightly, and the muscles and veins in his body were blocked for a moment: "What a powerful force, damn it, just a trace of the remaining soul makes it hard for me to breathe?"

"This is impossible."

"Absolutely impossible."

Dongjun Shengsheng was unwilling to give in, but he had no choice but to look up to the sky and roar. Just when Dongjun Shengsheng was shocked, a domineering force spread throughout his body again, facing such a huge force.

Dongjun is divine!

No matter how hard it is to resist.

Poof!

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and Dong Jun's holy body was shaken away in an instant. The moment it landed, a large hole was opened in the ground, with cracks like spider webs.

It actually kept spreading at this time.

The onlookers at the scene widened their eyes: "What a terrifying power."

"Oh my god, this descendant of Nine Dragons actually knocked back Dongjun Shengsheng with one move?"

"It's just the realm of the God King now."

"He actually has such power?"

"If this bastard continues to grow up, I am afraid that even my martial arts experts will be massacred."

...

While everyone was discussing, they saw a terrifying scene again. They saw Ling Tian carrying the power of the white dragon, holding the dragon halberd in his hand and slamming it down in front of him. The white dragon pestle was filled with overwhelming power, terrifying and coercive, and carrying the aura of death.

Covering Dongjun's whole body.
Chapter completed!
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