Su Luoheng did not show any panic because the Golden Dragon Spear had been controlled by Long Xiaoyao. Instead, at this moment, he curled his lips and sneered, with a trace of amusement in his eyes.
"Not everyone can use my weapons!" He said softly.
Long Xiaoyao, Dragon Emperor Douluo, was currently experiencing the increase in martial spirit that the golden dragon gun had as a trophy. However, he did not notice that the gun body was trembling slightly in his hand, and the energy was leaking out.
"It's really a divine weapon!" He admired secretly.
At the same time, Su Luoheng was calculating the time in his heart, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the hands kept turning like a clock.
"burst!"
He whispered a word.
He whispered in his heart: Dragon Emperor Douluo, enjoy the gift I gave you...!
The next moment, the energy in the golden dragon gun expanded rapidly, and the golden gun body roared and burst apart. Bright golden rays of light shot out. The terrifying pressure instantly dispersed the dragon's shadow, letting the dragon
Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed.
"not good!"
He looked at the spear in his hand in shock.
Energy overflowed and the gun body collapsed. This was a precursor to an explosion!
Long Xiaoyao suddenly woke up in his heart.
However, he couldn't understand——
How can it be?
How dare you do this?
This weapon is clearly in his hands, and the aura of Dragon God's blood contained in it is even more difficult to control. How can he, a Soul Saint, control its detonation?
However, it was too late to think too much at this moment. He quickly threw the golden dragon gun in his hand that might collapse at any time.
But... it's too late.
Fantasy Collapse is complete.
Although Long Xiaoyao's reaction was quick, it was still a step too slow.
The moment he threw the Golden Dragon Spear, the gun body instantly shattered into thousands of golden dots. And all the energy contained inside was released at this moment.
"Bang——"
A strong explosion sounded.
With the Golden Dragon Spear as the center, a dazzling golden light suddenly exploded. After a brief pause, it spread in all directions with overwhelming force, sweeping across the entire space.
In an instant, Long Xiaoyao was surrounded by blazing energy, and there was only a dazzling golden light in his eyes. The death crisis that he had not sensed for a long time came again, reaching the depths of his soul!
will die!
If you can't avoid it, you will really die!
Long Xiaoyao's eyes widened, a flash of horror and fear flashed in his eyes, and the violent sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue, shaking his soul and making his heart beat rapidly.
Immediately afterwards, a violent storm of air swept across, mercilessly destroying everything between the heaven and the earth. The powerful shock wave almost tore the heaven and the earth apart. Even the space became fragmented.
And in that catastrophic explosion, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky and shot straight into the sky, like a messenger from hell.
…
…
The aftermath of the explosion lasted for a long time before gradually fading.
When everything became calm again, a circle of dark ink-like halos suddenly appeared, and endless darkness instantly enveloped the entire world. Time seemed to be solidified by this darkness, space was imprisoned, and everything seemed to be in this piece of darkness.
The flow track was lost in the darkness.
"Field..."
It is normal for Ultimate Douluo to master several fields.
Su Luoheng was naturally not surprised. On the contrary, there was a hint of eagerness to try in his eyes.
It’s not like he hasn’t broken through the field before.
Under the night, the corner of the mouth raised a faint arc.
"Ahem..."
A violent gasp came from the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, Long Xiaoyao's figure appeared, but his current situation was extremely embarrassing. The ninth-level soul guide on his body had been completely shattered. The exposed skin was covered with charred scars, and the surface of the skin was still oozing bright red.
of blood.
But at this moment, he didn't pay attention to his injury.
Still immersed in the explosion of the Golden Dragon Spear, he has been unable to recover.
Weapons containing the blood of the Dragon God can be called artifacts.
And now——
This artifact will explode if you ask me to!
Who taught you to play like this?
Just blow it up. Is the Sun and Moon Empire so wealthy?
In order to deal with myself, I am really willing to risk it...
At this moment, Long Xiaoyao's heart was extremely messy.
After living for more than half his life, this was the first time he had seen such tactics!
At this moment, heartache, anger, shock, etc., all kinds of complex emotions were intertwined, filling the chest. The scarlet eyes were bloodshot. The chest kept rising and falling violently.
Suddenly, Long Xiaoyao thought of something.
"wrong!!"
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Su Luoheng not far away, his eyes wide.
"you!!"
"You kid, did you pretend not to notice on purpose just now?"
Long Xiaoyao's expression changed, "You just wanted to take the artifact by surprise and explode it?"
"yes!"
Su Luoheng looked calm, "Anyway, this is not the only one I have in my hand. Shouldn't I blow it up and keep it for the New Year?"
Hearing this, the corners of Long Xiaoyao's mouth twitched.
Good guy, more than one handful?
Do you think the magic weapon is Chinese cabbage? You can grab a lot of it?
Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?
If you have the ability, come up with another one...
While Long Xiaoyao was thinking, he saw Su Luoheng wave his hand, and the golden dragon spear that had exploded appeared again, hovering in mid-air, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Long Xiaoyao.
The corner of Su Luoheng's mouth raised a slight arc, and he said: "I have seven more weapons like this."
Long Xiaoyao:???
In an instant, his eyes were like copper bells.
What the hell?
Is it possible that this thing can still be mass-produced?
Mass-produced people do themselves like this?
"..."
Long Xiaoyao was speechless for a long time.
Faced with the stimulation brought by Su Luoheng one after another, even he, an old man who has been in the mainland for two hundred years, can't bear it, and he even begins to doubt his life.
Suddenly, Long Xiaoyao's face froze.
If this thing was really productive, wouldn't this guy have to blow it up a few more times?
If we were to encounter this power, who could withstand it?
"go!"
Without thinking too much, he heard a soft "whoosh" sound, and the golden dragon gun turned into a meteor and cut through the night sky, tearing apart the space. It flew towards Long Xiaoyao's position.
"Really here?"
Thinking of the previous explosion, Long Xiaoyao's pupils shrank.
However, he did not panic. He concentrated his mind, and the black air current expanded like a spider web, and the realm of silence and darkness instantly unfolded. His body was once again hidden in the endless darkness.
There was a "bang" explosion, and golden light shone. Although the explosion of the Golden Dragon Spear was quite powerful, it could not break this area. Everything was eliminated in the endless darkness.
Although Long Xiaoyao can dodge without opening the realm, opening the realm saves time and effort. Why not use it if there is a trouble-free way?
Although it is not very honorable to say that a dignified Ultimate Douluo relies on his domain to avoid the attacks of the Soul Saint, there is no such thing as saying that on the battlefield. In Douluo Continent, big fists are the last word.
Those who can become Ultimate Douluo are all ruthless and ruthless. What kind of reputation does that person care about? The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Strength determines everything.
Long Xiaoyao's figure appeared in the quiet and dark realm.