The moment it emerged, the one who bore the brunt and felt the strongest feeling was the Dragon Emperor Douluo in front of Tang Wutong.
If Huo Yuhao's mental power had shocked him before, then when Tang Wutong's body lit up with the light and shadow of the colorful dragon, he was shocked.
If it were just the color and aura, it wouldn't make Dragon King Douluo feel so deeply. What's more important is the pressure that the majesty brings to him. Yes, as an Extreme Douluo, he feels the pressure, which comes from his bloodline.
pressure.
"Dragon God?" Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao shouted in a voice as he subconsciously took a step back.
Back then, he and Mu En were collectively known as the Black and White Holy Dragons. Mu En was named the Dragon God, and he was named the Dragon King. However, these titles only praised their powerful strength. Their martial spirits were the Light Holy Dragon and the Dark Holy Dragon respectively.
, are actually all branches of the dragon clan. The reason why they are powerful is because their martial spirits are real dragons.
Both the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness have a higher status in the dragon clan, and they are both high-ranking dragon clans. Long Xiaoyao's martial spirit is actually of the same origin as the Beast God Emperor Tian. The difference between the Beast God Emperor Tian and him is that, as a gold
In the eyes of the Black Dragon King, Di Tian is like the leader of the Black Dragon Clan. And if the Dark Holy Dragon really exists, then at most he is equivalent to the elder of the Black Dragon Clan.
At this time, the aura exuding from Tang Wutong's body was clearly that of the Dragon Clan, but it was completely superior to the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness. Moreover, that terrifying majesty that overwhelm the ancients was only the founder of the Dragon Clan.
Only the Dragon God can have it!
Although the aura exuding from Tang Wutong's body was only a very weak trace at this time, just such a trace made her level completely different from that of the Dark Holy Dragon.
Her strength was certainly not enough to threaten Long Xiaoyao, but just such a trace of the dragon god's aura suppressed Long Xiaoyao's dark holy dragon spirit and instantly caused fear and trembling.
Bright Dragon God Butterfly, the fourth soul skill, possessed by the Dragon God.
The light and shadow of the colorful dragon retracted, turning into a layer of seemingly very thin colorful dragon scales attached to Tang Wutong's delicate body. The scales extended to the lower jaw. Only the head was not covered, and her own aura
But after being covered by this layer of dragon scales, it increased exponentially.
A pair of wings that were also rendered into seven colors stood up on his back, and the second soul rings on his body shone one after another. The seven-color flames instantly blazed, and the second soul skill was Dragon God's Wrath.
"Ang!" The passionate roar of the dragon sounded in the air. It condensed into a huge colorful light blade and slashed towards Long Xiaoyao's head. The third soul skill, Bright Dragon God Slash.
At this moment, even Long Xiaoyao was no longer sure what Tang Wutong's martial spirit was, but he knew one thing completely, that is, there must be a trace of Dragon God's blood in Tang Wutong's martial spirit.
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Before, he thought that Huo Yuhao was already a unique genius, far superior to the geniuses of their generation. But now when Tang Wutong exploded with all his strength, he immediately felt that they were basically on the same level! Dragon God Bloodline
Wuhun, he has lived for more than two hundred years and has never even heard of it.
The right hand that had been raised was finally patted out gently. The night sky behind Long Xiaoyao completely turned into pitch black.
The bright Dragon God Slash instantly collapsed when it struck into the darkness. However, a series of colorful haloes still appeared on Long Xiaoyao's body. Although it dissipated quickly, Tang Wutong's blow could directly affect his body. It can be seen that this
What role did the dragon god's blood contained in the blow play?
Of course, Tang Wutong's attack did not stop there. Her delicate body continued to move forward. But her body was transformed instantly.
The figure of the colorful dragon reappeared, but this time it was no longer illusory, but solid and solid.
It was a small colorful dragon, with a pair of butterfly-shaped dragon wings spread out behind its back, and the light reflected from its colorful scales was brilliant. This small colorful dragon was only seven meters long, and was similar to a real giant dragon.
It is too weak. Even most adult earth dragons are much larger than its body.
However, just when she appeared, the Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon King Douluo Long Xiaoyao took a step back again.
When the Dragon God possesses the body of the Martial Spirit, the Light Dragon God Butterfly, it will naturally evolve into the Dragon God. Of course, it cannot be the real Dragon God. But the power of the Dragon God's blood will be exerted to the maximum extent.
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The reason why Long Xiaoyao took this step back was because the dragon god's aura in her body suddenly became stronger. If it were Ye Xishui, it would be better. And Long Xiaoyao's dark holy dragon spirit faced the dragon god's aura.
The fear generated cannot be compensated by the gap in cultivation between the two parties.
Both wings cut down at the same time, dragon-wing guillotine!
Long Xiaoyao gently lifted his right hand upwards, and Tang Wutong felt as if his blow had been cut into a viscous liquid. Not only was he unable to go deeper, he even seemed to be stuck.
"Ang——" Another loud dragon roar sounded, and the colorful dragon roared towards Long Xiaoyao, and the fifth soul ring on his body shone brightly. It was the fifth soul skill, Dragon God's Roar.
I saw a huge colorful dragon head appearing behind Tang Wutong. With this roar, intense colorful light with a diameter almost as big as Tang Wutong's body spat out towards Long Xiaoyao.
The black airflow around Long Xiaoyao's body was somewhat dispersed by this colorful halo of light.
Tang Wutong tried her best to pull out her wings, but how could Long Xiaoyao let her get what she wanted? He snorted coldly, and the sticky black spread upwards along the seven-color dragon wings. The absolute difference in cultivation level
, it is not something that the power of blood can make up for. Tang Wutong only felt that an invisible dark aura instantly suppressed the power of his soul, making it impossible for his Dragon God aura to continue to be released.
At this moment, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped sharply. A snow-white figure quietly appeared beside Tang Wutong. With a light palm, she made a head seal towards Long Xiaoyao.
The temperature actually didn't drop, the chill came from the heart, yes, from Long Xiaoyao's heart.
"Huh?" Long Xiaoyao made a surprised sound, and instantly turned his left palm up to meet the light palm.
The palm of the fist makes the sky ice and snow cold, and the palm of the emperor's sword makes the sky cold! It is the Snow Emperor, and there is no snow in the great cold.
"Pfft--" Snow Emperor snorted softly, and her delicate white body instantly became illusory, and a green figure took her place. A tail hook of dense white light passed by quietly.
Long Xiaoyao flicked his finger, and there was a crisp "ding" sound, and the green light and shadow instantly became illusory and retreated.
But Long Xiaoyao's left arm quickly froze under the action of these two consecutive blows, and a layer of frost covered his entire arm at an alarming speed. The arm was completely numb. With his cultivation, he could not dissolve the ice for a while.
force.
The effect of the Sorrow of Destiny has come into play, and the physical defense disappears. Otherwise, if the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor are not real entities, how can they freeze him?
At this moment, a figure with a strong rose gold color all over its body appeared out of thin air behind the white and green figures. At the same time as him, there was also a palm.
Strange emotional fluctuations spread in the air, sadness, longing, love, pain, and many emotions, all gathered in this palm.
Haodong Palm, life after life.
Long Xiaoyao's right palm controlled Tang Wutong, and his left palm was frozen. But at this time, his facial expression calmed down, and there was no longer any surprise.
The right palm was withdrawn to block Huo Yuhao's palm.
"Poof -" The palms of his hands met, and Huo Yuhao's body flew backwards like a cannonball. Long Xiaoyao's body was also shaken, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to two hundred years ago, when he had just and
When Moon rose to prominence on the mainland, he met that stunning beauty.
White and green, extreme and extreme, hands holding each other, light and shadow overlap.
It was as if I had entered another world instantly, and everything around me instantly turned into a world of ice and snow.
The figures of the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor disappeared, and a judgment that seemed to come from the far north ice field fell from the sky.
Huge white and green light beams fell instantly, and the darkness shattered and turned into powder between the magical fusion of white and green.
Long Xiaoyao's body suddenly shook, and in the next moment, it turned into an ice sculpture, standing there quietly.
Tang Wutong jerked backwards, a pair of dragon wings finally broke free from the previous restraint, and his body flew upside down out of thin air.
"Bang -" the ice sculpture exploded with a loud bang, and countless ice powders scattered in all directions.
The Ice Explosion Technique triggered the proud bombardment of the Two Emperors of Ice and Snow, and the ice condensed by the ultimate ice had completely turned into ice powder all over the sky at this moment.
Huo Yuhao fell to the ground and clenched his left hand.
finished?
Of his two martial spirits, it is not only the spiritual soul that can display the strength of a Titled Douluo. When he exerts it with all his strength, the ultimate ice martial soul can also do so.
The pride of the two ice emperors, along with the complete recovery of the snow emperor, has long been able to show extremely powerful strength. The fusion of the ice emperor and the snow emperor, the temperature of the ultimate ice dropped to about minus 240 degrees in an instant.
Although the terrifying ultra-low temperature almost drained Huo Yuhao's soul power instantly, because the Ice and Snow Emperors had previously absorbed the Mysterious Ice Essence of Ten Thousand Years, their origins were stable, and they still supported him to complete this blow.
This is completely comparable to a titled Douluo's full blow. Huo Yuhao's bet is that Dragon King Douluo is careless enough when facing him and Tang Wutong. In addition, he was previously possessed by his own destiny, deprived of his soul, and his destiny.
The judgment gave him doom.
Dragon King Douluo Long Xiaoyao disappeared, as if he was really destroyed by the ice blast technique.
Tang Wutong had already retreated to Huo Yuhao and pulled him up from the ground. The two looked at each other with doubts in their eyes. Did they win? Did they really win?
the answer is……
negative!
Darkness, endless darkness, the terrifying darkness that made them unable to contend, came again.
Everything seemed to have stopped again, time, action, and the blood and soul power of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong were flowing. At this time, it was the two of them who turned into statues. Standing there quietly, they all watched
See the despair in each other's eyes.
In the darkness, Long Xiaoyao walked out slowly just like when he first appeared outside the Tianhun Empire Palace.
His meticulously combed white hair was a little messy, as were the clothes on his body. But that was all.
How could an Extreme Douluo be killed so easily?
"You two little guys have really given me a lot of surprises. I never expected that today's young people can achieve such a level of success. The new generation is indeed better than the old ones!"
Long Xiaoyao didn't seem to feel disappointed because of his slightly embarrassed appearance. On the contrary, he seemed to be very happy.
He moved his right hand in the direction of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong. Huo Yuhao did not move, but Tang Wutong's delicate body flew directly towards him and landed in front of him.
From the beginning to the end, no matter how much Tang Wutong activated his soul power, he could not move at all. He could only watch as he was sucked directly by Long Xiaoyao.
"What a beautiful little girl! If I could be two hundred years younger, I might become your suitor." Long Xiaoyao's face gradually turned cold.
"The game is over."
The silence and darkness was lifted, but Long Xiaoyao pressed a hand on Tang Wutong's shoulder. With such an old-looking hand, Tang Wutong felt that everything about him had been sealed and he could not lift it up at all.
If I have a little strength, I can only stand like that.
Huo Yuhao fell directly to the ground. The previous all-out fighting had almost hollowed him out.
Long Xiaoyao said in a deep voice: "Huo Yuhao, do you know why I don't kill you directly? With my ability, if I want to kill you, I only need one blow and you will be wiped out."
Huo Yuhao sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy. What you're afraid of is that the beast god will come."
Long Xiaoyao laughed again, "I said that I have many ways to prevent you from using the power of the Beast God Di Tian. Since you don't quite believe it, let's try it now."
As he spoke, he waved towards Huo Yuhao.
A black light flashed and fell in front of Huo Yuhao. When Huo Yuhao looked down, he saw a dagger as black as ink falling at his feet.
Long Xiaoyao put one hand on Tang Wutong's shoulder, but in the other hand there was a black dagger exactly like the one in front of Huo Yuhao.
"You can choose now, whether to stab yourself or me to stab her. Let's do this, you have a total of nine opportunities. Each time, it must be stabbed on the torso. You can choose the specific location. I will count one and you will
One stab. If you hesitate, I will ask her to share the stab for you. After nine stabs, you can leave."
Huo Yuhao was stunned. He never expected that Long Xiaoyao, the Dragon King Douluo, would use this method to deal with him.
An Extreme Douluo actually threatened himself with a young girl.
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