Ye Junlang stabilized his figure, his face turned a little pale, the blood and energy in his body surged rapidly, and the remaining power of the emperor was still impacting and destroying his body.
The original power in his body kept sweeping out, destroying the invading power of the Great Emperor. He was also injured under the impact of the power of the Sage's fist.
Fortunately, the green dragon's golden body was powerful enough, otherwise if he had replaced it with the Donkey King's body, he would have been more seriously injured in the face of the holy dragon's blow and would have lost the ability to continue fighting.
After Ye Junlang stood firm, he took a deep breath and activated the Qinglong Secret Technique. His body continuously produced strands of Qinglong Qi, and at the same time mobilized his own Nine Yang Qi and blood.
A stream of qi and blood that is extremely strong and yang began to surge. It was the qi and blood of Jiuyang. It was obvious that the qi and blood of Jiuyang that had declined was recovering at an astonishing speed.
The power continued to pour into Ye Junlang's body, and his aura continued to rise and recover.
Such a rapid recovery speed of qi and blood, even the demon lord with strong qi and blood and strong body was extremely amazed after seeing it. Even he could not restore his own qi and blood so quickly.
Although the old saint's cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Emperor Realm, he is already old after all, and his energy and blood are definitely not as strong as Ye Junlang and the Demon Lord.
Therefore, now that the holy old man is injured, the energy and blood in his body are also damaged and weakened, but the power of the emperor and the desire to kill are more intense from his body.
The Sage did not expect that he would be injured under the joint efforts of the Demon Lord and Ye Junlang. This was absolutely intolerable.
He was a strong man at the pinnacle of the Great Emperor Realm, and he was unable to kill Ye Junlang with a single frontal attack, which made him extremely unwilling.
"Old man, I will kill you today!"
After the Demon Lord saw that the Holy Elder was injured, he became excited, and the fighting spirit that emerged from him became even more intense. His burly body moved and he rushed towards the Holy Elder at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Junlang was injured, but he also moved and rushed over from another direction, like an experienced hunter waiting for an opportunity to kill the prey he had locked.
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In the distance, the duel between the Night King and the Holy Wrath continues.
Both of these two people have reached the level of the ultimate emperor, so they intentionally set the battlefield for the duel slightly away from the place where the Holy Night Army and the Eternal Night Army are fighting.
After all, the duel between the top emperors is too terrifying. Even a ray of the energy of the duel between the top emperors will spread to the army of soldiers fighting in melee, and may cause accidental injuries.
In their view, as long as they decide the outcome, the outcome of this battle will be determined.
"You have just reached the ultimate level, and you dare to show up. You are seeking death!"
Shengtian shouted angrily, and the endless majestic energy and blood swept through the sky. Behind him, an illusion of a vast and cold holy night appeared. The terrifying power of the emperor came and the tsunami hit the mountains. He carried a world-destroying force.
He rushed towards the Night King with great power, punched out, and a dazzling punch flashed across the sky, hitting the Night King at lightning speed.
Forced to retreat, the Night King crossed his arms, and an unparalleled power of Holy Night filled the air, resisting Xiang Shengtian's angry punch.
boom!
Sheng Tianwu's punch fell, and under the powerful impact of the punch, the Night King's body was blown away, and his whole body hit the ground.
Click!
The cement floor suddenly cracked, creating a deep pit.
Shengtian was furious with murderous intent, his eyes were cold, and a strong murderous aura emerged from himself. He moved and rushed towards the deep pit like a bolt of lightning.
However--
boom!
As soon as Shengtian Wrath rushed over, a shocking fist light suddenly shot up from the deep pit.
I actually saw the Night King blasting forward with this punch. His whole figure seemed to be integrated into this punch. The light from the fist illuminated the entire sky, causing the situation in the world to change color.
The whole space roared, as if it was about to collapse, and the terrifying power of the overwhelming emperor was manifesting itself. Converged in the force of this punch, it was like a shell being discharged, and it was fired towards the saint.
Wrath of God.
Sheng Tiannu's face changed slightly, and his fist suddenly exploded, and he met the punch with great speed.
boom!
With one punch, Sheng Tiannu's body flew out and hit the wall of a building in the distance. The wall immediately cracked and made a rattling sound.
Sheng Tianwu slowly fell to the ground, and the ash fell from the wall, making him look a little embarrassed. His face was extremely gloomy, and his cold eyes were fixed on the Night King.
"After you've warmed up, let's use your true strength. If you only have this strength, you should be sent to hell."
The Night King walked forward step by step, his silver eyes looking particularly bright in the night. He carried the noble temperament of Holy Night, but also combined with the iron-blooded aura of the dark world.
Sheng Tiannu took a deep breath and stared at the Night King with squinted eyes. He was slightly surprised by the strength displayed by the Night King.
Just over half a year ago, the survivors of Shengye learned the news that the Night King had been promoted to the realm of the Great Emperor.
The remnants of the Holy Night decided to take immediate action. The Holy Lao teamed up with the four major forces in the dark world to attack the City of Doom, hoping to force the Night King and the Eternal Night Army out.
At that time, with the strength of the Holy Emperor at his peak, he was still confident enough to kill the Night King who was forced out. After all, the Night King had just been promoted to the realm of the Great Emperor.
Unexpectedly, after more than half a year, the Night King has actually entered the ranks of the ultimate emperors.
Although he has just reached the level of the Supreme Emperor, his combat power is extremely strong. What is even more amazing is that the speed of his improvement in martial arts realm is really too fast.
Sheng Tiannu said coldly: "Then let's have a real showdown. Tonight, I will definitely kill you, this profane son of blood, once and for all!"
The Night King's silver hair is flowing in the wind. He is about forty years old, but he still looks extremely young. There is no trace of time on his handsome face, only his eyes show the trace of age.
He has gone through many vicissitudes of life, which makes people feel that he is no longer young.
The Night King stood still at a certain distance, with a fierce fighting spirit and murderous intention surging.
"The Wrath of Holy Night!"
At this time, Shengtian roared violently, and his own aura exploded in full force. The terrifying pressure rushed straight into the sky like a raging tornado hurricane, and the illusion of the Holy Night appeared behind him as if it were a substance.
There was endless Holy Night power pouring into his body.
The surrounding void seemed unable to withstand the peerless pressure of the Holy Wrath, and kept making roaring and trembling sounds. Blessed by the boundless mighty power of heaven and earth, it caused the void to create a path, as if thousands of avenues were resonating.
This is the true power of a supreme emperor. Once it explodes, the sky and the earth will be eclipsed!
Facing the oppressive momentum of the Holy Wrath, the Night King still seemed unmoved. The void above his head suddenly seemed to have cracked open, and a stream of silvery-white air flowed down and surrounded him.
, this silver-white airflow looks like a liquid, still surging.
There is an aura of the supreme Holy Night origin permeating it.
When Sheng Tianwu saw this, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face——
The origin of Holy Night?
Just a profane son, how can he stir up the origin of Shengye?