After hearing what Meng Yu said, Ning Wuchuan nodded calmly and frowned as he looked at the vast runes falling like a galaxy.
At the end, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "I don't think I can beat him either."
"Pfft!"
Beside the two of them, Huahua shook her head and smiled, especially the seriousness on Ning Wuchuan's face at this time, which really made people laugh.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's run?"
"I said I couldn't beat him, but I didn't say I couldn't trap him. I just want you to do the show-off thing."
Ning Wuchuan's tone was indifferent, a pattern suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky.
In the next moment, a black light magic circle rose up against the sky and turned into a hundred-foot divine forbidden area, enveloping Long Aotian and the endless dragon patterns.
"Thirteen Yamas!!"
"Buzz!!"
Various divine lights intertwined and evolved from the void, and finally merged into a magnificent ancient formation to suppress everything.
And in that formation, thirteen demonic figures of Yama stood quietly, each using their supreme magical powers to block the dragon talisman.
"Kaka!"
With the power of this ancient killing formation, it was unable to completely block the dragon talisman at this time. It was not until the three phantoms of Yama were shattered that all the dragon power was suppressed.
"Um?"
Long Aotian stood in the formation, his eyes wavering, "It's interesting, human race, how did you enter the Phoenix Land?"
The method of formation puppetry is a magical power unique to the human race and is nothing more than a trivial skill.
What's more, looking at the Phoenix Land, the only ones with dragon blood are the Jin Jiao clan.
The Huahua in front of him had dragon power that was even more terrifying than him who was fused with the essence and blood of the Divine Phoenix. Therefore, her origin could only be from... the outside world.
"Don't tell me? I will give you one last chance to surrender to this Holy Son. Maybe this Holy Son can spare your lives."
Even when facing ten Yamas, Long Aotian still didn't have a trace of fear on his face. Instead, he clasped his hands and looked at the people below with disdain.
"Yes! I advise you that surrendering to the Holy Son of our clan is your only way out, otherwise..."
Before Gu Lin, Jin Guixuan spoke in a domineering tone and sneered.
However, before he could finish his words, Huahua suddenly reached out and slapped him on the head.
Suddenly, a devouring force came down, swallowing up all the vitality in his body.
"Um?"
Above the void, Long Aotian's eyes flickered, implying murderous intent.
"How dare you kill my slave! Very good, I admit, you... succeeded in irritating me!"
"Roar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a colorful light suddenly lit up outside his body, and all the bones in his body seemed to be exuding a fairy charm.
At this time, Long Aotian was like a dragon lord who had been banished from the Nine Heavens. His supreme power burst out, shining brilliantly into the entire void where he was.
Then, he waved his palm again, covering the world and resisting the ten shadows of Yama.
A series of golden dragon symbols are connected with each other, like chains, entangling the heavens.
This kind of power was so terrifying that even the sky was penetrated, revealing dark and deep cracks.
Ning Wuchuan's expression became extremely solemn.
He could feel that the entire Yama Formation was on the verge of shattering the moment Long Aotian took action.
As expected of an ancient freak, this kind of combat power is really not comparable to contemporary times.
Of course, if Ning Wuchuan's realm can reach the supreme level, under the same realm, this hybrid dragon is not something to be afraid of.
It's a pity that after all, it is old and has some advantages over time.
"Boom!"
Long Aotian looked indifferent and his blood was surging.
And every time he takes action, the Yama Formation will break into many fine cracks.
Golden runes run through the world, like a trapped ancient ferocious beast. Once it breaks free, it will be doomed.
"This Holy Son is a bit fierce."
A flash of deep thought flashed through Meng Yu's eyes, and he actually felt a hint of oppression on Long Aotian.
In the past, when they encountered such a difficult opponent, they would have young masters stand in front of them and fight for heaven and earth.
But this time, the young master did not show up, and he just felt the true danger of this immortal road.
Inexplicably, Meng Yu felt a little unspeakably moved in his heart.
No matter how quiet the years are, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for you to move forward.
"You guys should retreat first. I'll stop him and send a message to the young master to tell him...that a big fish has taken the bait."
Ning Wuchuan looked indifferent, still without a trace of fear.
Even though he knew that Long Aotian's strength was simply beyond what he could contend with.
But, what does it matter? What I, Ning Wuchuan, want... has never been to survive, but to gain enlightenment in the midst of killing and destruction.
Because, all the hardships that cannot destroy me will eventually make me stronger!
"Brother Wuchuan, I'm with you."
Meng Yu shook his head, also showing no intention of backing down.
"The Destiny Guards still need to be sharpened. If we suffer heavy losses today, will you be able to bear this responsibility?"
Ning Wuchuan frowned. With the fighting strength of him, Meng Yu and the nine hundred Heavenly Guards, they might not be able to kill the Supreme Being in a desperate fight.
However, such a price will definitely be extremely heavy.
Not necessary.
As long as he can delay the arrival of the young master, Long Aotian and Ye Liangchen will all die.
"But…"
Meng Yu was about to say something else, but suddenly he heard a rapid sound of breaking wind coming from above the void.
I saw Long Aotian holding his hand, and a golden halberd suddenly appeared. The runes on it flowed and swept away, destroying all the ten phantoms of Yama.
"Too strong! Holy Son Aotian is too strong."
In another void, nine monster saints covered their red lips with their hands on their faces, with horrified expressions on their faces.
even!!
Those who had resented him before looked at Long Aotian with sincere awe in their eyes.
Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, especially this demon woman, who loves powerful men.
And Long Aotian is impeccable in terms of appearance, temperament and strength background.
Especially when he faced thousands of enemies alone, he still showed no fear and destroyed all obstacles with his absolute dominance.
This courage is really fascinating!
"Come on, don't make any trouble for me."
Ning Wuchuan looked indifferent as he stepped out and fell into the formation.
At this time, his body was also surrounded by countless lines, completing all the originally broken formations.
even!!
There was actually a different kind of fanaticism in those pure black eyes.
Then!!
I saw him licking his lips, his hands rising slowly, and the Dao lines all over his body suddenly surged, turning into a hundred-foot-long shadow of Yama, shrouding his body.
It was a huge skeleton with a dark body, surrounded by endless black magic flames.
From a distance, it looks like a god of the underworld coming out of the underworld, threatening the world forever!
"Thirteen Yamas, Xuyanfu!"
Ning Wuchuan grinned, as if he had merged with the demonic shadow. On his delicate and fair face, demonic patterns were attached, showing the supreme evil.