Originally, with Tang Feng's current state, he could not use his true energy at all in such secret sealed areas. However, with the burning of the Kingdom of God, he could vaguely mobilize it. Although it was not much, it could finally be used.
With the blessing of the true essence, the five dragon fists immediately swept away a huge wind and wave, carrying yellow sand all over the sky, like a flood that broke a bank and rushed over.
The Flying Dragon Envoy had never seen such a majestic formation. To say that his fists were already fierce, but in front of the opponent's dragon fists, they were not impressive enough.
There was almost no suspense. The five dragon fists tore apart his dragon king's wrathful fist on the spot, just like a divine dragon descending and swallowing the flying dragon user directly.
Accompanied by a loud bang like the impact of a bell, the Flying Dragon User immediately flew out like a kite with its string cut off, and finally fell to the ground.
With a puff, the Flying Dragon Master suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow on the spot. His face was extremely pale, and even the silver-white luster of the Xuandan above his head had dimmed a lot.
"This..." When all the surrounding Dragon Team members saw this scene, their eyes widened, and looks of shock appeared on their faces.
"It's really unbelievable that a powerful Martial King as powerful as the Flying Dragon Envoy, even though he has sacrificed the Xuan Dan, still can't compete with the Dragon Thorn Envoy!"
"The Dragon Thorn user is really, really powerful!" Everyone around him was amazed.
Seeing this, Hong Qitian couldn't help but shook his head secretly and sighed: "This kid is only at the fourth level of true energy, but the combat power he exerts is so powerful. If he breaks through to King Wu in the future..."
He didn't say the next words, but his inner shock could be heard from his tone.
Chu Xionghe also smiled bitterly and said: "I can say without denying that if that dragon fist move he just made had hit me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get up at this moment."
Hong Qitian also smiled bitterly and said: "No wonder this kid was able to fight that old monster Miyamoto Musashi to the final tragic point. Now this flying dragon can't use the first-level Martial King. Compared with Miyamoto Musashi, it is obviously still far behind."
Already."
At this time, although the flying dragon user could still stand up, his staggering figure looked very reluctant. His hair was scattered, his snow-white clothes were messy, and he looked very embarrassed.
The Tyrant Dragon Warrior rushed over, supported him, and said, "Brother, how do you feel?"
The flying dragon messenger waved his hands, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm fine!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, stared straight ahead at Tang Feng, and said word by word: "I have to admit, you are indeed very strong, much stronger than I imagined!"
Tang Feng just snorted and didn't bother to answer at all.
The Tyrannosaurus couldn't help but ask: "Brother Feilong, what should we do now?"
"Right now..."
The Flying Dragon user pondered, turned to look at Zulong, then looked at the White Dragon King, and finally fixed his gaze on Tang Feng, saying word by word: "For the current plan, it seems that I can only use that move.
Got it!"
As he spoke, he immediately put his index finger into his mouth and then bit into it.
When Zu Long saw this, his expression immediately changed.
Even Hong Qitian couldn't help but exclaimed: "What does this kid want to do? Does he want to use the art of blood sacrifice?"
Chu Xionghe couldn't help but ask: "May I ask Master, what is the art of blood sacrifice?"
Hong Qitian sighed: "The so-called blood sacrifice technique is to use one's own essence and blood to sacrifice the mysterious elixir in order to obtain super powerful strength in a short period of time."
Chu Xionghe couldn't help but said: "It doesn't sound like there's anything wrong with it."
Hong Qitian said in a deep voice: "Originally, any Xuandan Martial King can use this blood sacrifice technique, but this is a secret realm. Once he uses it, he may not be able to recall his own Xuandan."
When Chu Xionghe heard this, his expression really changed, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "If you can't recall, doesn't this mean you're giving up your martial arts?"
Hong Qitian sighed: "It's a pity that until now, the White Dragon King is still indifferent."
At this moment, the flying dragon user had already bitten his index finger.
Tang Feng's expression was extremely solemn. Although he did not know the so-called blood sacrifice technique of King Wu, he could tell from the desperate look on the opponent's face that his next move was definitely no small matter.
Without any hesitation, Tang Feng formed another seal, intending to use the strongest move to completely burn all the lit up Divine Kingdom in his body.
However, at this moment, Zu Long, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped forward. He only took one step, but he was already ten feet away, and he was in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye.
"That's enough, stop it!" Zu Long exhaled, and an invisible mysterious energy shield spread out, covering the two of them on the spot.
At this moment, Tang Feng felt that he seemed to be imprisoned by something, unable to move. It was only then that he truly felt the power of Zulong.
Compared to Miyamoto Musashi, Zulong is much stronger. Even in the sealed place of the secret realm, without sacrificing his own Xuandan, he can already use Xuanyuan freely.
Zulong didn't look at the two of them, but turned his head suddenly, stared at the White Dragon King with sharp eyes, and said word by word: "Even if you are not in the Martial King realm, I'm afraid you know that once the flying dragon envoy uses the blood sacrifice technique, in the secret realm,
, and can no longer take back his Xuandan into his body."
Speaking of this, the ancestor dragon let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what it will mean in the end once the flying dragon envoy does this?"
Although the White Dragon King still didn't speak, his whole body was already trembling and his face turned pale.
Zu Long's tone suddenly became extremely sharp, and he said coldly: "As a disciple, Flying Dragon Envoy stepped forward to repay his kindness. I will not stop him, and I have no reason to stop him."
"But as a master, you can't bear to see your apprentice reduced to a useless person because of you. As long as you, the master, have some conscience, you can't allow him to do this!"
At this moment, Zulong's whole body suddenly burst out with a murderous intent that soared into the sky. This murderous intent had even become substantial and turned into a wave of air that shook the surrounding tents.
When the White Dragon King saw this, his face instantly turned pale. He finally knew that no matter what, he could no longer survive today.
Once Zu Long has real murderous intentions, he will never hold back. Now that he has taken action, it means that he will interfere to the end.
After a long while, the White Dragon King let out a long sigh and said feebly: "My master is incompetent. I'm sorry for you, but Master Zulong, in the end, I only have one request."
Zu Long twisted his eyebrows and said, "You say."
The White Dragon King looked at the Flying Dragon Envoy, then turned to look at Tang Feng, and finally said: "This whole thing was planned by me alone. The Flying Dragon Envoy has nothing to do with it. I just hope that I won't be blamed for this sinner."
It involves the Flying Dragon Envoy."
Zu Long thought for a while, and finally said loudly: "I know this. As long as the competition between dragon messengers is fair and just, I will not interfere. As for the person who will inherit the position of the next Zu Long, he will definitely be the one with the most ability.
Outstanding, with the most generous character and broad mind!"
The White Dragon King nodded, said nothing more, and secretly smiled bitterly. Suddenly his whole body was shaken, but he bit his tongue and committed suicide on the spot. Finally, he collapsed to the ground.