Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas and all the dragon clans were stunned.
Everyone was stunned.
After all, they had heard about the legend of defying heaven and conquering the saints.
However, this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.
This scene had an unparalleled psychological impact on everyone.
You know, all saints are ants.
Have you ever really seen an ant attack a saint?
In Long Xingyun's mind, the scene of Xia Yu killing people with the light sword kept flashing through his mind.
Almost reaching the extreme!
Even the saints could not react.
Of course, he knew that part of this was due to the Thunder.
If it weren't for the thunder that made Liu Yanhui stiffen, it wouldn't be like this.
After all, even if there is some distance, the saint can react.
Unlike Liu Yanfei's time, Liu Yanfei was simply careless and let Xia Yu run into his arms.
He also didn't expect that Xia Yu's flowing light sword was so powerful.
Originally, the Flowing Light Sword was just a peerless sword embryo, which the swordsman in white had been cultivating.
However, Liu Feiyu's idea at the time was to cultivate a sword to attack the space of consciousness. Together with his own sword, one would focus on the body and the other on the spirit.
Originally, after Xia Yu got the sword embryo, it might be an ordinary holy sword, or even reach the level of a holy sword.
However, no one expected that after the sword embryo recognized its master, it would be invaded by the power of the source of Yin Fire and the Source of Yang Fire for a long time in Xia Yu's consciousness space.
Now, there are even invasions of Chaos Fire.
Now, Xia Yu has the phantom of the Thunder Avenue in his body, and the power of thunder can also attack the light sword.
Over time, the Flowing Light Sword is slowly transforming.
When it accumulates to a certain level, this flowing light sword will become more and more comprehensive. It will not only attack the consciousness, but also attack the body, and it will also be extremely powerful.
If Xia Yu becomes emperor, it is inevitable that he can become an emperor's soldier.
Of course, even Xia Yu now doesn't know that the power of the Light Sword is increasing every moment.
It's just that he thinks that the light sword is very useful for sneak attacks.
Xia Yu waved his hand and put Liu Yanhui away.
It seems that it has been collected into the Qiankun Ring. After all, the body of a saint and the treasures on his body must be many.
In fact, Xia Yu was thrown directly into the Fentian furnace.
For him, everything is useless. Only when it is transformed into strength is the best for him.
Waves of extremely pure Yuan Power rushed into Xia Yu's body.
Ouch!
A dragon roar sounded.
The 3201st small world is activated instantly!
Liu Yanhui, who is only one step away from reaching the second level of Saint Realm, is not a little bit more powerful than Liu Yanfei.
What's more, Liu Yanfei's Qiankun Ring contains his life savings.
Seeing this scene, Xia Ya, Xia Lei, Li Yihuan and Long Aotian walked silently to Xia Yu.
Protect Xia Yu and let him practice.
Naturally, they have all seen this situation before.
Although I don’t know what Xia Yu does specifically, I know that Xia Yu is practicing.
The Dragon King of the Four Seas took a look and saw that the two dragon kings, as well as Shen Tu Yangyun, were staring directly at Liu Yanqi and Liu Yanan.
Liu Yanqi looked ugly and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Liu Yanan also remained silent. At this time, he could no longer control his life and death.
Ouch!
Another dragon roar sounded.
In the void, dragon roars echoed.
This scene was an indescribable feeling in the ears of all the dragon clan.
Song of the Ancestral Dragon!
The voice of the ancestral dragon!
The Dragon King of the Four Seas and Long Diyun can still stand firm, but the souls of those dragons with lower cultivation levels are trembling.
This is the suppression from the bloodline.
At the same time, there are also some benefits.
The voice of the ancestral dragon can invisibly stimulate the dragon soul of the dragon clan.
At this moment of Long Xingyun, the dragon soul was extremely active, as if it had heard the call. With a slight click, the dragon soul flew out of the body and appeared in the void.
Not only him, but all dragon clans under Dragon Saint are like this at this moment.
Suddenly, in the void, dozens of dragon souls of all kinds were chanting together.
Ouch!
In Xia Yu's body, a dragon roar had not ended yet, and another dragon roar appeared again, like the chants of countless ancestral dragons.
The roar of the dragon resounded in the void.
Dozens of dragon souls around him followed the dragon's chant involuntarily.
In the void, it seemed that only the sound of dragon roars remained.
And these dragon roars also fed back into Xia Yu's consciousness space.
In the sky above the consciousness space, an ancestral dragon slowly revealed one eye.
"They are all descendants of my ancestors and grandsons, which is considered fate!"
Ouch!
An extremely high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and invisible sound waves echoed in the void.
An extremely huge shadow appeared above Xia Yu's head.
The figure of Zulong!
In an instant, extremely terrifying pressure appeared in this space.
Plop!
All the dragons suddenly knelt on the ground.
Even the five Dragon Kings were no exception. The revealed figure made them awe from the bottom of their souls.
Moreover, the dragon souls of the five dragon kings, including Long Aotian, also left their bodies.
All dragon souls, centered on the figure of the ancestral dragon, worship from the bottom of their hearts.
Seeing the appearance of countless dragons, Liu Yan's mouth went dry and his heart felt frightened.
What happened, even the five Dragon Kings of Dragon Ancestor knelt down.
Who is Xia Yu?
Shentu Yangyun on the side was also stunned.
He knew that Xia Yu was very extraordinary, but he didn't expect that a dragon soul mark would appear on his body, causing even the Dragon King to kneel down.
You know, the proud Dragon Clan refuses to accept anyone. Back then, they even competed with the Human Race for world hegemony and almost destroyed the Human Race.
If a great emperor hadn't appeared in the human race, the world would have belonged to the dragon race.
Such a tyrannical race actually knelt down when they saw a dragon soul.
Who is this Xia Yu?
Could it be said that there are other identities?
From this point of view, this is not just a matter of amazing talent, but also amazing inheritance and amazing luck.
At this moment, Shentu Yangyun felt a little happy in his heart. Fortunately, he did not choose to deal with Xia Yu.
Look at the Liu family, three saints have died.
He felt that if he took action himself, the outcome would not be much better.
Fortunately, I made the right bet, and fortunately I wanted to hug Xia Yu's thigh.
At this moment, Shentu Yangyun wanted to laugh out loud.
At this moment, Xia Yu's body was still hearing dragon roars.
He could feel Zulong's appearance, but he was too lazy to care.
He has no control over what this cheap master wants to do. He is just frantically absorbing energy and activating each small world.
"Since your descendants are destined, I will pass on a destiny method to you."
The dragon soul of the ancestral dragon let out an extremely long dragon roar.
After the dragon roared, the ancestral dragon slowly dissipated.
This kind of appearance actually takes a lot of effort.
Poor him, he was almost refined by the Burning Sky Furnace and had almost no strength left in him.
The last bit of power was also given to Xia Yu's inheritance.
The accumulation of these days has been exhausted again this time.
The power he needs is not just the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but recovery is extremely slow.
The dragon roar just spoken by the ancestor dragon was pure dragon language, and only people from the dragon tribe could understand it.
Of course, Xia Yu also understood.
He does not know dragon language, but the ancestral dragon is now one with him, and the things in his soul are wonderful and mysterious.
Anyway, Xia Yu heard it.
Zulong's Dragon Language inheritance passed on to them a set of skills.