The arrow turned into a silver dragon and shot out of the sky.
Dragon roars echoed across the sky.
The power of the seven elements of fire, water, wind, earth, light, darkness, and space exploded at the same time. The silver dragon carried vast colorful light, just like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, and the brilliant light illuminated the sky and the earth.
A vast and distant dragon roar came from the sky. The terrifying and vast pressure came instantly, as if the whole world was shaking. It made everyone feel suffocated.
Even the energy impact released by the dragon head briefly stagnated in mid-air due to the impact of the pressure of the dragon's roar.
"Bloodline suppression?"
"Dragon...god? How is that possible?!"
In an instant, Long Xiaoyao's mind was shaken.
This is the first time he has lost his composure since the war started!
Before, when facing the aura of the silver dragon, although he was a little surprised by it, it was still within the acceptance range of Long Xiaoyao. Because the blood level of the dark holy dragon was stronger than that of the ordinary silver dragon.
However, the terrifying aura revealed by the dragon's roar at this moment made the Dark Holy Dragon Martial Spirit feel afraid. It was due to the suppression of the lower bloodline by the upper bloodline of the Dragon Clan!
This makes Long Xiaoyao unbelievable!
How could his Dark Holy Dragon Spirit be suppressed?
You must know that the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit is a high-ranking dragon, belongs to the black dragon clan, and has a higher status. Compared with the golden-eyed black dragon king Ditian, it is only slightly inferior. Bloodline suppression will never be so obvious.
For soul masters who both belong to the dragon category, except for Munn's light holy dragon spirit which is comparable to him, his dark holy dragon spirit has always suppressed others with the strength of his bloodline.
But now, Long Xiaoyao can clearly feel that the pressure of the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit is completely superior to his own. The strength of the bloodline is even worse, completely crushing it.
Among the dragon clan, the only bloodline that can crush the Dark Holy Dragon should be the Dragon God bloodline.
Dragon God...
Could it be the bloodline of the Dragon God?
But, how is this possible?!
Is the dragon god's bloodline really something that a soul master can master?
Long Xiaoyao, who had never been suppressed before, was momentarily distracted.
"Dragon...god..."
【……】
And just when Long Xiaoyao was shaken by the suppression caused by this dragon roar, the silver dragon carrying a colorful halo had already collided with the mass of dark energy in the air.
"Rumble--"
A series of violent explosions sounded, and the two strangled each other fiercely. In less than a moment, the dark energy had been exhausted by the colorful halo.
The remaining power of the silver dragon has not diminished, and it is dazzling.
It's like the Milky Way is upside down and the sky is filled with stars.
At this moment, countless dazzling stars suddenly appeared in the originally dark sky. These stars gathered into a silver dragon and rushed down towards Long Xiaoyao's position!
The dragon's power is terrifying.
But this time, the power of the fully erupted Silver Dragon Spear was even greater than the previous dragon roar!
Although the degraded version of the Silver Dragon Spear only reproduced a trace of the charm of the Silver Dragon King, even a weak aura fluctuation was enough to crush Long Xiaoyao's Dark Holy Dragon Spirit.
Long Xiaoyao felt a tremor deep in his heart. He could clearly sense the fear and trembling coming from the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit. It was the fear and trembling originating from blood instinct.
There is no need to prove such a terrifying atmosphere.
Although Long Xiaoyao has never seen this type of martial spirit, the suppression from the bloodline is unmistakable. Such terrifying suppression can only be achieved by the Dragon God bloodline.
Even if the Dark Holy Dragon is in martial spirit state, it is unavoidable.
And because this coercion comes from blood instinct, no matter how strong or weak it is, it cannot be resisted. Even if Long Xiaoyao is already a Ultimate Douluo, he still cannot get rid of the influence of that majesty.
In the more than a hundred years of traveling across the continent, Long Xiaoyao has always used his bloodline to suppress other dragon spirit masters, but this was the first time he encountered such a situation of being suppressed by his bloodline.
Affected by the bloodline suppression, Long Xiaoyao is now like a debuff in the game. Not only is his attack affected, but his reaction and speed are also slightly slower.
At the same time, the silver dragon evolved from the Silver Dragon Spear has passed through the heavy black mist without any hindrance. Wherever it touched, any obstruction was crushed. It was destroyed all the way.
How could Long Xiaoyao dare to look down on Su Luoheng at this moment?
His expression was unpredictable, and his eyes were cold and cold.
Surging energy suddenly surged out from behind him. In an instant, the night sky behind him was shrouded in endless darkness and turned pitch black.
However--
Just when the silver dragon arrow was about to shoot into the darkness, a large number of cracks appeared in the arrow body that was constantly shaking at a high frequency. At the same time, the colorful brilliance gathered on the arrow body suddenly surged.
"Click, click-"
The arrow body was broken inch by inch and turned into dots of stars.
Fantasy Collapse—activate!
The silver dragon continued to expand, and then exploded instantly!
Long Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed. When he realized Su Luoheng's purpose, he immediately made a decision. At the same time as a dark curtain of light appeared, he used his body technique to accelerate suddenly, bringing up an afterimage and shooting in one direction.
go.
"Bang——"
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, an extremely dazzling light suddenly bloomed in the sky. Circles of devastating ripples radiated around, surging like a tidal wave.
The colorful mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the violent energy generated by the explosion exploded instantly at its center, setting off a monstrous wave of air. The terrifying astral wind swept the heaven and earth with a destructive aura.
Within a radius of a thousand meters, mountains collapsed and trees were annihilated.
Especially the original location of Long Xiaoyao was instantly razed to the ground. Even the void seemed to be torn apart, with tiny black cracks appearing.
Such terrifying power is already comparable to that of a ninth-level fixed-installed soul missile, and even an Ultimate Douluo would be unable to withstand a single blow head-on.
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Mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and dust and smoke billowed.
A black shadow rushed out in panic.
This person is none other than Long Xiaoyao.
At this moment, his clothes were torn and his white hair was messy. There were large burnt marks on the back of his black robe. He looked quite embarrassed. He was completely different from the calm and calm appearance before.
Normally, with Long Xiaoyao's strength, he would be able to dodge an attack of this magnitude in time.
But at this moment, due to the pressure of the Silver Dragon Spear, although he made a timely decision, his body suddenly became a little sluggish, and he was still unable to adapt to this sudden change.
After all, before this, no one had ever been able to beat him in terms of martial spirit level.
Therefore, although Long Xiaoyao escaped most of the energy impact generated by the explosion in the central area, he was not able to completely avoid the attack range and was still hit by some residual energy. As a result, he was slightly blown up.
Fortunately, this impact has little impact on him.
Compared to this, what he cared about most was the aura of the Dragon God.
Long Xiaoyao looked up at the sky, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.
At this moment, a sudden chill suddenly surged into his heart. Long Xiaoyao felt as if he was locked by something in the dark, and warning signs rose in his heart.