Zhulong existed at the same time as Nuwa, Fuxi and other ancient gods in ancient times. Although there is only a trace of legacy attached to Yelong at this time, the power of the dragon ball that is destined to be cultivated cannot be underestimated.
If one loses, both will suffer.
Ye Long, who was controlled by Zhulong, put the spitted out dragon ball in his hand and muttered something in his mouth. The originally dim dragon ball suddenly emitted a dazzling light, shining brightly, and light blue Qi continued to flow around it.
Ye Qingfeng was not surprised at all at this time. There was nothing but madness in his eyes.
"Hahaha! Not happy, not happy! Come again!"
Like a madman, Ye Qingfeng launched a dense formation of Qingfeng swords and rushed towards Ye Long. The speed and power were obviously more than ten times higher than before.
"Dragon Soul Breath!"
When more than ten thousand sword shadows were only a few inches away from Zhulong, Zhulong suddenly shouted loudly, and the sea of consciousness in his body could not stop rolling. Ye Long only felt that his meridians were expanded several times, and his spiritual energy continued to use
The gate of life surged out from his spiritual platform and Dantian.
This move is one of the most mysterious spells in the Dragon Clan. It is called the Dragon Soul Breathing Technique. It uses the powerful inner elixir of the Dragon Ball to absorb the external energy for its own use, and then transforms it into astonishing destructive power.
But this kind of dragon secret method is not something that Ye Long can withstand now. Facing the Nascent Soul master, Ye Long's meridians are stretched several times, and he is already very close to Ye Long's limit.
With a burst of dazzling blue light, a huge blue flame immediately roared out from the dragon bead reed. It seemed that there was a huge volcano hidden in the dragon bead reed. Countless flames were continuously sprayed out, directly
The oncoming Qingfeng Sword Formation was completely burned, and even the sky seemed to be burning red.
"Hehehahaha! I have some tricks! I'll give you some new tricks!"
Seeing that his sword array was destroyed, Ye Qingfeng smiled instead of being angry. He put his Qingfeng Sword back into its scabbard with a "clang" sound, and instead used the true energy from his spiritual consciousness.
Just hearing an angry shout, Ye Qingfeng suddenly burst out with a thick black air. A soaring murderous aura made Zhulong breathless. The spiritual energy and true essence of the Yuanying master completely filled the air. Zhulong's only
What could be seen were the blood-red eyes on Ye Qingfeng's face, full of murderous intent and madness.
Zhulong has already seen that Ye Qingfeng is cultivating magic skills and is very domineering. At this time, Zhulong's cultivation is limited and he cannot confront Ye Qingfeng head-on. He can only use the breath technique again to prepare to catch Ye Qingfeng's next attack and then look for flaws.
Fight back.
Ye Qingfeng, who was tightly surrounded by black energy, had turned into a crazy monster. As the evil energy around him surged, a huge black long knife appeared faintly in the air, exuding infinite death aura and despair.
The living creatures around Ye Qingfeng died quickly, as if all their anger was absorbed by the giant knife. The black giant grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge long knife of more than thirty feet, suspended above Ye Qingfeng's head.
Ye Qingfeng's complexion had turned a little pale at this time, and it seemed that this move was more than he could bear.
"What is this? How can a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul have such a strong aura!"
Before Zhulong could react, Ye Qingfeng said "Go", and the huge black long knife rushed towards him quickly, mixed with thick and strange demonic energy, roaring towards him!
Seeing the situation, Zhulong quickly turned back and hung the dragon ball directly in front of him. He silently recited the true formula and saw the dragon ball burst into flames again, with an astonishing momentum.
The black sword energy and the blue flames intersected in the air. The black sword wanted to cut away the flames that filled the sky, but the blue flames wanted to engulf the black sword.
Finally, the smoke disappeared.
The sky became calm again, but the ground was covered in scorch marks, and within a few miles, all vegetation was destroyed.
Zhulong used all the energy in Ye Long's body, but still could not resolve Ye Qingfeng's terrifying black sword energy. The black sword energy penetrated directly into his chest, and the pain that seemed to tear apart his soul made Zhulong scream in pain.
Lying directly in a pool of blood, what was even more terrifying was that he felt that his sea of consciousness was decreasing, and his true energy was rapidly flowing out from the wound!
"Happy! Ye Long, you are worthy of being my opponent! It's a pity that you have to die today!"
At this time, Ye Qingfeng returned to his gentle state. Although he was also injured by Zhulong's breathing technique, at the critical moment, he used the Qingfeng Sword Formation to protect himself, which reduced most of the power, but the blood in his body tumbled.
, almost vomiting blood.
"Who on earth are you! How come there is a monster like you in the Ye family who cultivates magic skills!"
Zhulong's injury was serious. At this time, he could only try his best to delay time while recovering his strength and thinking of countermeasures.
And Ye Qingfeng didn't seem to be in a hurry. At this time, Ye Long seemed to him to have only one breath. In less than three moments, his sea of consciousness would dry up, and all his cultivation would be scattered between heaven and earth. He didn't need it.
In a hurry.
"Magic skills? I will practice whatever skills are powerful. Otherwise, if I am weak, I will be bullied and insulted by others!"
The more Ye Qingfeng talked, the more excited he became, and his eyes gradually became cloudy. It seemed that the topic just now reminded Ye Qingfeng of something bad.
At this time, Ye Long's consciousness in his mind was also knocked unconscious due to the blow just now. Zhulong kept calling Ye Long with his mental skills, and Ye Long gradually woke up.
"Ye Long! This person's cultivation is not weaker than that of the ancestor of the Liu family. I am seriously injured now and my true energy is disappearing!"
Ye Long was shocked. This Ye Qingfeng was so young, but he had such profound cultivation. Even Zhulong couldn't match it, and he was confused at the moment.
"Then what should we do? Find a way to escape?"
"No, the opponent can shrink to an inch, and we have no hope of escaping in our current state."
Ye Qingfeng seemed to have seen Zhulong's delaying strategy. He picked up the Qingfeng Sword and walked towards Zhulong lying on the ground, with the murderous look on his face clearly revealed.
"Ye Long! For this plan, I have to use that move, but it is not something your body can bear. Even if you can survive, your meridians will probably be shattered."
Zhulong saw that Ye Qingfeng was getting closer and closer to him, so he could only tell Ye Long in his consciousness his last plan. Zhulong was going to use the dragon clan's forbidden spell - Nine Nether Dragon Yin Technique. Although this spell has earth-shattering power
, but the combination of the will-o'-the-wisps taken from the Nine Netherworld and the breathing technique just now not only goes against God's will, but also consumes Yangshou, so it is classified as a forbidden technique.
But Ye Long didn't hesitate at all, and said to Zhulong very firmly:
"As long as I can kill this monster in front of me!"
Zhulong kept shaking his body as if he was possessed, muttering something in his mouth. In an instant, Zhulong's body was ignited with a faint ghost fire. His eyes looked very scary in the green ghost fire, as if he came from hell.
Come.
"Oh? Netherworld Fire! It seems you still have some abilities!"