The illusion of the true dragon's bloodline rises into the sky and occupies the mid-air. The dragon is powerful for thousands of miles, the golden light is hot, and the vast momentum rises into the sky. The situation between the heaven and the earth changes drastically, with the potential of lightning and thunder, as if Ye Feng changes color because of the power at this moment.
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The five-clawed golden dragon soared into the sky, as if after endless distant ages and years, a real dragon woke up, a dragon's majesty spread out, covering the world, and a dragon's roar shocked people's hearts, enough to make people feel unbearable.
He must have the power to kneel down and worship.
This is the true dragon illusion of Ye Feng's true dragon bloodline. It is clear and lifelike. It is not as blurry as the illusion of Wu Xiong's own barbarian ancestor.
After all, Wu Xiong's own barbarian blood cannot be called pure. It is extraordinary that he can evolve the illusion of the barbarian ancestor, but naturally it is not as vivid and clear as Ye Feng's own true dragon illusion, as if a real golden dragon has descended into the human world.
, a single dragon breath is enough to overturn the entire world.
"This, this is...an illusion? It's the illusion of Ye Feng's own bloodline! What kind of bloodline does he have? What kind of physique? The illusion of a divine dragon actually appeared. It's incredible!" Wang Tong stood up in shock and couldn't help but exclaim.
Lin Qingfeng's face was startled, and he stared blankly at the illusion of a real dragon that appeared behind Ye Feng. The illusion of a real dragon that was entrenched in the sky seemed like a real dragon coming to the world. It was so majestic that it had the aura of a supreme god, which made people laugh.
I can't help but feel a sense of surrender in my heart, which is unstoppable.
At this moment, Lin Qingfeng realized that compared with Ye Feng, the gap between himself and Ye Feng was simply the difference between an ant and a dragon. Even though his own strength had reached the ninth level of the Divine Consciousness Realm, facing Ye Feng who was showing off his power at this moment, he
They all felt a sense of helplessness and frustration.
Wu Feng and Zhang Xiaoya behind Lin Qingfeng changed their expressions, especially Zhang Xiaoya, who couldn't help but strike because of Ye Feng's joking words.
Looking back now, she feels a sense of fear. If she had really taken action at that time, she would have been brutally suppressed, right?
"You actually have your own illusion? What kind of bloodline do you have?" Wu Xiong's face changed when he saw Ye Feng's own true dragon illusion rising into the sky, and he couldn't help but ask in a voice.
"Suppress your bloodline!" Ye Feng said coldly, and then he began to evolve his own way.
His whole aura changed completely, becoming as thick and thick as a mountain, yet as quiet and eternal as flowing water. He moved his hands and once again evolved the ancient battle tactics.
His handprints are mysterious and complex, changing from one to another, and a fierce and murderous aura rises into the sky, cracking gold and cracking stones, which is unparalleled.
Then, the mysterious and complicated gestures changed, becoming simple and simple. Everything seemed to have returned to its origin, from complicated to simple, from ever-changing to single, and various strange phenomena also appeared.
The Emperor's Sword, whose handle exudes the dignity of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, has been evolved. It is suspended in the air, the sword light is extremely dazzling, and the fierce killing aura is unrivaled. The slightest trace of it is enough to make people...
Heartbroken.
"kill!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and his body moved. He was like the sword of the emperor that was just beginning to show its edge. He shot out a fierce murderous aura and charged directly towards Wu Xiong.
"So what if you have an illusion? I will still defeat you!"
Wu Xiong roared angrily, and he stepped forward. The Holy Fist of the Wilderness blasted out again, and its power was even more shocking. The terrifying power of the barbarians was fully vented, and waves of violent energy exploded one after another in his fists.
, the momentum is terrifying.
At the same time, the illusion of the barbarian ancestor that emerged behind him also moved to help Wu Xiong.
Groan!
A sound of dragon roar sounded, and Ye Feng's own real dragon illusion turned into a golden light, rushing towards the illusion of the barbarian ancestor, baring his teeth and claws, showing the power of the dragon, and strangled him away.
Two hot beams of light burst out from the face of the phantom of the barbarian ancestor, which was shrouded in mist and could not be seen clearly. The stone stick in his hand was raised and shot directly towards the real dragon phantom.
The stone weapon and big stick intertwined a piece of law power, and when it was struck and killed, the endless power of law filled the air. The power was extremely terrifying and shocking.
The power of the real dragon illusion cannot be offended. A shocking dragon roar resounded. The real dragon illusion ignored the stone stick that was blasting away. The dragon claws of its forelimbs directly probed to tear the illusion of the barbarian ancestor alive.
Come.
boom!
The power of law intertwined with stone tools and big sticks bombarded the real dragon illusion. However, the real dragon illusion seemed to be made of red gold divine iron. The stone tools and big sticks intertwined with law power bombarded it at all.
Can't shake even one centimeter.
laugh!
At this time, the forelimb dragon claws of the real dragon illusion directly covered the head and body of the barbarian ancestor, and with a direct tear, the illusion of the barbarian ancestor was directly torn into pieces, and was torn into two pieces alive!
This scene shocked everyone present. An illusion of a true dragon looked down at the people and tore apart the illusion of a barbarian ancestor alive. It looked extremely domineering, arrogant and powerful.
boom!
At this time, Ye Feng's Emperor's Sword evolved from the prehistoric battle tactics also blasted at Wu Xiong. Wu Xiong's Barbarian Holy Fist came to kill him, but the collapse and tear of the illusion of the Barbarian Ancestor made his Barbarian Holy Fist
He was so stunned that he was knocked back by Ye Feng's punch, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The prehistoric battle tactics have been the most offensive since ancient times, and their combat power is unparalleled. Once used, no one can stop it, and it is extremely domineering.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng instantly stepped forward and blasted out with a golden fist from his right hand, relying solely on the power of his physical fist.
“Hoo~~~”
The black bear roared with blood, looking like a god and demon, and seemed extremely unwilling. He also directly punched out to fight with Ye Feng's golden fist head-on!
"Crack!"
The two fists clashed together, but there were harsh "clicking" sounds of broken bones.
Then he saw Wu Xiong retreating, and the five fingers of his right hand were directly broken and bloody, which looked extremely shocking.
Wang Tong and the others were all shocked. The barbarian bloodline was famous for its tyranny. However, even a strong man like Wu Xiong with a strong barbarian bloodline was still unable to fight with Ye Feng in close combat. He suffered a huge loss in the close combat.
, that punch basically broke one of Wu Xiong’s arms!
This was so terrifying that they could not imagine what kind of heaven-defying physique it was. Its physical body was as strong as a divine dragon, and it was simply indestructible.
Bang! Bang!
Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he punched one after another. The golden light of his golden fist was so dazzling that it all struck at Wu Xiong's body.
Wu Xiong struggled to death, but Ye Feng struck down with golden fists, completely breaking Wu Xiong's left and right arms, exposing the dense white bones. The last punch hit Wu Xiong's chest and abdomen.
The beating caused him to cough up blood, and his body flew out, completely falling to the ground.
boom!
Ye Feng descended from the sky like a god, and stepped on the lower body of the black bear that fell on the ground. The sound of something being stepped on suddenly came to Wang Tong, and Lin Qingfeng's ears made them excited.
I shivered so hard!
"I said, I won't be a man if I don't step on your balls! I keep my word!"