Ye Junlang's secret method of evolving power, the four-pole power turned into the power of a human dragon, rolling like a tide, born from flesh and blood, rushing upward along the spine, and blood in his body surged, and bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds, shaking, and being heard through the body.
It gives people the feeling that the big dragon raised in Ye Junlang's body has woken up and revealed its majestic side.
Ye Junlang suddenly stood up, and he had already accumulated momentum. The power of the human dragon in his body was extremely strong, and at this moment—
boom!
Ye Junlang suddenly sensed that in the depths of his bloodline, an unknown force was vaguely awakening. The vast, profound, and boundless force was boiling, as if he was about to break through a seal and break free.
In the dark, a faint ray of aura also grew from the depths of Ye Junlang's bloodline. He immediately sensed that something was touched, and an inexplicable qi was surging.
Ye Junlang immediately realized that it was the Holy Dragon Order he carried.
Ye Junlang was also a little confused about the sudden surge of unknown power deep in his bloodline, for some reason. However, as the unknown power surged, the Holy Dragon Order responded not surprisingly.
Just as the unknown aura of power deep in Ye Junlang's bloodline was surging, suddenly-
Rumble!
There seemed to be a thunder sounding around the sky, the wind and clouds were surging, and the wind and clouds were changing, as if the sky was about to change!
On the arena, Ye Junlang didn't care about the abnormal reaction deep in his bloodline. He focused on this battle. He stared at the Son of Destroy in front of him, and the fire of war in his eyes ignited again.
Ye Junlang didn't care, but outside the arena, many strong men changed their colors at this moment.
Hongfeng of the Holy Dragon Pavilion, Fang Ru of the Fengtian Holy Land, Lin Qiong of the Blood Demon Sect, Liu Peng of the Shenyue Sect, and Elder of the Earth Kui of the Ghost Tomb Sect, all their eyes were staring at Ye Junlang.
It was just because at that moment that they obviously sensed the fluctuations of the Holy Dragon Order's energy.
At the same time, outside the ancient martial arts venue, the old man named Dao, who was walking towards him, suddenly raised his eyes, and two solid sword auras burst out in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "This aura..."
On the other side of the ancient martial arts venue, in a certain direction, three old but majestic figures suddenly appeared. The old man in the middle was gray-haired, burly, and had a dragon-like qi and blood surging. His eyes were filled with splendor: "The qi of the Holy Dragon Order... It seems that the rumors are true, the boy surnamed Ye is indeed harboring the Holy Dragon Order!"
These three people are the three old monsters of the Xuanyuan family.
On the east side of the ancient martial arts venue, there are rolling peaks not far away. At the foot of a short peak, an old Taoist priest wearing a shabby Taoist robe suddenly opened his eyes. He looked up at the direction of the ancient martial arts venue, then looked up at the sky. After a long time, he sighed softly: "The Qi of the Qinglong, the heaven and earth have changed color! You Ye Wusheng, you are such a big move. You can actually seal the fate of the Qinglong, and you have hidden it from the people of the world! But, can you keep it this time?"
Ye family mansion.
A secret room in the forbidden area to the north.
There is a small ventilation window in the secret room, and light is refracted into this small window, adding some bright color to the secret room.
Nine thick iron chains were dragged to the ground. I don’t know how many years have passed. The color on the iron chain has changed, and a layer of grayish-white is covered with it.
The thin figure locked by nine thick iron chains was originally lowered and his head was hanging down. Suddenly, the person seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which were originally dead, burst out with two dazzling lights. An invisible "momentum" was generated from him, and his long gray hair rose without wind, floating one by one.
The moment he raised his head, he raised his head like a dragon!
...
Of course, Ye Junlang didn't know that undercurrents were surging around the ancient martial arts conference under the arena.
I don’t know that in a secret room in the Ye family’s residence, a man suddenly looked up because of his own breath.
In fact, if you look closely, you will find that Ye Junlang just knelt on one knee and used the secret method of power evolution. The moment he suddenly raised his head, it was very similar to the momentum of the man in the secret room carrying the Nine Dragon Locks raising his head.
Like a dragon raising his head!
Ye Junlang nurtured the power of a human body's big dragon. The power of a human body's big dragon lies on his spine is already eager to try. He only has one idea at the moment, and that would blow up the Destroyed Saint Son!
The Son of Mie was a little surprised that Ye Junlang could stand up again so quickly, and even prepared some momentum.
However, he didn't think so, stood up and knocked the opponent down again.
"Destroy the Holy Son, this battle is far from over! Even if it is over, it is the moment you fall! Keep fighting!"
Ye Junlang roared, and he suddenly rushed forward, using the Fighting Skill to stimulate his infinite fighting spirit and fighting spirit, and using the Fighting Skill to activate the fist of Jiuxiao Mountain and River Fist. In the fist, the power of the human body's big dragon burst out in full swing. Accompanied by the abyss heavy blow, the combination of the two was like a long dragon in the sky, breaking the void, and strangling towards the Sage Son of Destruction with an unparalleled aura.
The face of the Demon Son suddenly changed. He couldn't believe that Ye Junlang could still erupt with such a terrifying punch power under such an injury.
"roar!"
The Son of Destroy roared in the sky, and he used his own destructive power, and the violent origin of the holy power was also surging. He punched one after another, bursting out the fist of the Soul-Destroying Fist and the Long Fen Bahuang Fist, shaking the void and bombarding Ye Junlang's fist.
Boom!
A loud and vibrating fist blast sounded through the sky, shaking the eardrums.
In an instant—
Bang!
Ye Junlang's punch seemed extremely powerful, and he broke through the punch of the Sage Son of Mie, and hit the Sage Son of Mie with one punch.
The murderer coughed up blood and retreated. Ye Junlang was also injured by the opponent's fist force recoiling, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Ye Junlang didn't care at all. His own Vajra Realm body was filled with golden light. He rushed forward and kept punching. The violent fist seemed to explode the void.
The Son of Mie was also fighting back, but in terms of momentum, it was far less powerful than Ye Junlang, who activated the Douzi Art.
Bang! Bang!
Fist to the flesh, fight hard!
Both of them were bleeding, and blood kept soaring in the sky, constantly falling down, extremely sad and beautiful.
boom!
The two of them hit each other again with fists, and their figures were slightly apart.
The face of the Sage Miao was ashen, and a look of rage and resentment jumped in his eyes. He stared at Ye Junlang and said word by word: "Okay, okay, you Ye Junlang, can actually force me to this point! Well, I thought I wouldn't use this move, but now it seems that I took it for granted! You should be proud of being defeated by my move!"
After saying this, the momentum of the Destroyed Saint Son himself suddenly changed. He seemed to have broken a shackle in his body, and a force of taboo like destroying the world was being released. The rolling power of destruction was gathering wildly, and he shouted word by word—