True dragons, divine phoenixes, unicorns, etc. are all mythical beasts from ancient times. This can be said to be the first generation of ancestor kings, born with the beginning of the world. However, since they transformed into Taoism, there are no more mythical beasts in the world. This has become
The legendary totem.
However, as long as it has some connection with the mythical beast, it means it is powerful.
Lin Lang was able to transform into a green dragon with one punch. Although this was simulated, it still showed how powerful he was.
Seeing the power of this punch, the man in purple and the woman in red naturally looked proud. This is their young master, the proud son of the imperial clan!
Lin Qi showed a look of jealousy. He believed that his talent was not much worse than Lin Lang, but because he was from a branch, he could not be taught the emperor's technique, nor could he get the help of the emperor's soldiers to combine the cauldron.
Otherwise, he could stand in front of Ling Han so proudly and knock this guy over with one punch.
Boom, the green dragon attacks with indescribable power.
Ling Han estimated Lin Lang's combat power. In terms of strength, the opponent had reached the first level of elixir generation and up, but had not yet touched the second level. He estimated that the opponent was nine tripods in one, and the quality of the immortal tripod was also very high.
It will be weaker than the Nine Color Glazed Cauldron, otherwise even if the tripod is combined, it will not be so powerful.
And this blow gave birth to a blue dragon, which was most likely a holy technique, and pushed the power of the punch to the height of the third heaven.
This was very strong, enough to suppress the average mid-stage elixir generation, but in front of Ling Han, it was not enough at all.
Ling Han flicked his fingers, and wheeze, a blast of wind came out, hitting the green dragon's head. Incomparably strong power surged through it, destroying everything along the way, and smashed the green dragon to pieces.
What!
Seeing this scene, Lin Lang suddenly showed a look of disbelief, while Lin Qi also opened her mouth wide, and the man in purple and the woman in red even looked constipated.
Lin Qi had indeed seen Ling Han defeat Lu Qi, who was a genius in the Dan Sheng realm, which was enough to prove that Ling Han could match or even surpass the early stage of Dan Sheng.
But who is Lin Lang?
Emperor's son!
Therefore, he believed that Lin Lang was stronger than Lu Qi or Ling Han.
However, after this confrontation, he realized that he was wrong. It turned out that Ling Han was as powerful as the emperor.
Lin Lang frowned slightly and said, "I underestimated you."
Ling Han smiled: "I don't have one."
Lin Lang suddenly felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart. He stared at Ling Han coldly and said, "Just because you can block my blow, doesn't mean you can really compete with me!"
"One blow?" Ling Han said calmly.
Damn, another blow to the head!
Lin Lang clenched his fists and his face became even more ugly.
He let out a long roar and charged towards Ling Han, never using long-range attacks to kill him again.
——Originally, in his opinion, Ling Han could know what it meant to be strong by doing anything casually, but now, it was impossible to deal with this opponent without showing his true strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He made a series of moves, extremely fierce, trying to defeat Ling Han with a thunderous force.
Ling Han saw every move and didn't care.
You really can't underestimate the world's heroes, he said in his heart, look, if Lin Lang just comes out and is a genius with nine tripods in one, will there be a super genius with ten tripods in one?
If Lin Lang knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be very depressed, because how many imperial clans are there in the entire Xingyu? Only the most important descendants of the imperial clan are qualified to join the tripod, and the number is pitifully small.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Lin Lang shouted loudly.
His hair was flying, and each hair was entwined with astonishing energy. If one hair fell down, it would be enough to kill a Jiuding Tianjiao.
Ling Han only defended but did not attack. He wanted to experience the true imperial arts.
After dozens more moves, Lin Lang couldn't keep his face up.
Previously, he had set his stance too high and looked down upon Ling Han, as if he could deal with Ling Han in just a few strikes. But what happened? After fighting for so long, the two of them were still in a draw.
Shame on you!
"Here comes the sword!" He shouted softly, his eyebrows split open, and a green long sword flew out.
This is a standard imitation of the Lin family's imperial weapon, the Blue Water Sword. All important descendants have it, but different realms and different identities hold different powers of the Blue Water Sword.
"cut!"
He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and slashed towards Ling Han.
Buzz, the sword energy blooms, dazzling.
Ling Han clenched his fist, and the starlight curtain opened and wrapped around his fist, forming a layer of protection and a strong sword.
Although the Unique Immortal Cauldron can absorb power, it has no protective effect against cutting with sharp weapons. Therefore, if you want to harden sharp weapons, it is better to use the Star Light Screen.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The fist hit the sword's edge, and streaks of light flashed out.
Lin Lang was shocked to find that even if he used magic weapons, he still couldn't suppress Ling Han.
You must know that this is an imitation of the imperial weapon. It has a hint of imperial power and can be said to be capable of killing anything. But now it is difficult to hurt Ling Han's fist. How can he accept this?
"Good boy!" He shouted softly and put away the last trace of contempt.
This person is enough to compete with him.
"Eight Methods of the Heavenly Kings!" He sheathed his sword, then turned his hands into claws, assuming a very peculiar posture.
Imperial art!
Ling Han's heart suddenly shivered, and then he became filled with strong expectations, finally having the chance to compete with the imperial arts.
Boom, Lin Lang struck with a claw, like a blue dragon probing its claws, or like a divine phoenix hunting a dragon, its momentum was boundless and heroic.
Imperial Art, created by the Great Emperor, is naturally majestic.
Ling Han finally showed some real strength and used the Great Heavenly Treasure Technique to fight back.
Bang!
The two of them exchanged blows, and immediately, a figure flew out.
It's Lin Lang.
Even if he used the imperial technique, he only pushed his combat power up to the fourth level. Compared with Ling Han, the gap was not even a tiny bit.
"What!" Lin Lang couldn't accept it. His majestic son was a hundred times nobler than any Taoist disciple, but he was defeated by a lowly commoner. How could he feel embarrassed?
"Ah!" His face was flushed, and a terrible aura surged around his body.
He is burning the emperor's blood.
Even if he is the emperor's son and has pure blood, it is actually relative, but after all, he is not the first-generation emperor's son, and he can only burn the emperor's blood about ten times more than Lin Qi.
This was his trump card, and he would not use it unless it was critical, but now that an emperor's son was defeated by an ordinary ant, his self-esteem was greatly bruised.
The pride of the imperial clan did not allow him to fail, so he wanted to win Ling Han at all costs.
The emperor's blood burned, and the effect was immediate. His body suddenly swelled up and turned into a giant ten feet tall, with overwhelming power.
"In front of the Imperial Clan, everything is like ants!" Lin Lang shouted loudly, and then swung his palm towards Ling Han. The extremely powerful force reverberated, and it was indescribably terrifying.
Ling Han smiled faintly: "Didn't the Great Emperor also come from the ordinary? On the contrary, has the Imperial Clan ever produced another Great Emperor?"