Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth typed recognition
The extreme anger made Di Jun's whole body exude an aura of terror.
Originally, he planned to use his ten sons to create an excuse to attack the human race, but now, it seems that there is no need to create this excuse. Seeing his ten sons being thrown at Ling Tian's feet, Di Jun has already felt real anger.
.
The kind of rage that can burn everything to the ground.
The terrifying scorching breath spread out, and in the air, the chill generated by the dragons' formation quickly began to dissipate.
After all, Emperor Jun was an innate spirit born from the sun. At this moment, his anger was swelling and his momentum was terrifying.
Not long ago, the faces of the dragons who began to improve their morale because of Ling Tian's teaching of formation techniques changed again.
The fear of the monster clan was recalled again under Di Jun's terrifying momentum. These members of the dragon clan were already a little unable to even follow Ling Tian's mental power to continue to arrange formations.
In this case, the chill dissipated more quickly.
"Ling Tian, the human race, the dragon race... you are all looking for death..."
At this moment, angry roars sounded from the sky.
Di Jun looked at Ling Tian and a group of dragons with cold eyes. Although he was angry at this moment, he had not forgotten why he came. He came here just to have a reason to take action against the human race.
Now, this reason has obviously been found.
"The demon clan should not be insulted lightly. Save the demon clan prince, kill the demon clan, and destroy the dragon clan..."
Dong Huang looked at Long Hai with cold eyes, and spoke coldly after Di Jun finished speaking. He himself couldn't bear to let Di Jun, who was born with him, use his ten sons as a trap. Now, looking at Di Jun,
Donghuang might not be as angry as Dijun at the tragic situation of his ten sons, but the guilt in his heart is even greater.
Following the roar, Donghuang was the first to rush out.
In an instant, the monsters above the clouds fell down like dumplings crazily.
Waves of terrifying power enveloped the entire Longhai area. Above the sea, endless demonic energy filled the air, and the terrifying aura even caused the sea surface to twist.
And the dragons that were originally arrayed and floating in the air sank directly towards the sea.
Ling Tian glanced helplessly at the Dragon Clan.
In this prehistoric world, and even the world after prehistoric times, the Dragon Clan has indeed been abolished. When he was conferred as a god, he was plotted, and he was still plotted in Journey to the West. It can be said that it is really... a tragedy for the Dragon Clan.
However, this is no wonder the Dragon Clan.
After all, the current Dragon Clan is like the royal family after the destruction of the country. If there is still some strength and it is not abolished, I am afraid that what awaits the Dragon Clan is the end of extinction.
Probably, this is the reason why the Dragon Clan has no idea of bringing the Dragon Clan back to strength even though the Ancestral Dragon is still there.
"Hold on, even if you hide, where can you hide and wait to die..."
Ling Tian glared at the Dragon King of the Four Seas coldly, and immediately, his mental power exploded, and the power of the Emperor's wrath began to increase crazily.
At this time, Ling Tian's Emperor's Wrath has nothing to do with the Emperor's Wrath in the Tang Dynasty. When he displayed his martial arts in this world and was recognized by heaven and earth, his martial arts was no longer the so-called low martial arts of later generations. High martial arts can distinguish
of.
If I insist on saying so, his current martial arts is on the same level as the divine and holy ways of the prehistoric world.
At this level, the power of the Emperor's wrath is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
With the blessing of Tianzinu's power, Ling Tian's strength was pushed up like a rocket, and in the blink of an eye he had reached the peak of a quasi-sage.
Endless power spread out from Ling Tian's body at this moment.
Immediately, Ling Tian's figure flew into the sky, and without using the Yuan Tu Sword, he punched directly towards Donghuang.
In the sky, Donghuang also punched down at this time.
Although the two great emperors of the Monster Clan are both from the sun, due to the magic weapon, Emperor Jun is more handsome and strategist, while Donghuang is an absolute fierce general. The defense of Donghuang Bell is unparalleled in the world, and the power of Donghuang himself is also
Not inferior to any ancestral witch.
Donghuang, who was flying down from the sky, looked at Ling Tian with a fist to meet him, and his face suddenly showed a happy look.
As a fierce general, Donghuang is definitely not a supporting role in future generations. He will not look down on any enemy. Even though Lingtian, as a human race, should be looked down upon by both the demon race and the witch race. However, at this time, Donghuang has no regard for Lingtian.
There was no slightest slighting or contempt.
Seeing Ling Tian swinging his fist upward, Donghuang just contracted and condensed the power he had already gathered.
The next second, Ling Tian and Dong Huang's fists collided in mid-air.
The luster of the twelfth-grade blood lotus and the Donghuang Bell flashed from both of them at the same time.
Blood and golden yellow intertwined into gorgeous colors. The treasures from Pangu's eyes and the treasures from Pangu's dirty blood were originally of the same grade. At this time, the power of their respective holders was also about the same.
When the two treasures collided with each other, they were indistinguishable. However, the next second, Donghuang's face suddenly changed when the two fists collided with each other.
An even more violent force was born from Ling Tian's fist, and then surged towards Dong Huang's fist.
The second use of force, and the second use of force without any preparation, is just a small trick in the use of energy in the low martial arts world, but at this time, it is a killing move.
In this prehistoric world, everyone is open and close. Even if there are some gentle methods, it is silent and silent corrosion. No one has ever thought that a violent and fierce fist can surge again immediately after the power is exhausted.
Use your strength once.
Feeling the terrifying power emerging from Ling Tian's fist again, Donghuang's expression changed, and power immediately began to surge again.
However, regardless of how fast Ling Tian's power surges, this power also explodes twice, while Donghuang's speed itself is a step behind. At this time, there are no explosive skills, just pure
The power that belongs to the body surges.
Ling Tian's power was not inferior to the punch just now, and was even more powerful and violent than that punch.
In the world of low martial arts, the so-called Dialang Jin is itself more violent than the other.
However, Donghuang's pure physical strength could not be as strong as the explosive force he shot from the sky before.
"boom……"
A dull explosion sounded, and a terrifying golden light exploded above the Donghuang Bell. Then, Donghuang and the clock flew out upside down.
In mid-air, you can vaguely see the golden luster shining on Donghuang's face, and there seems to be a little golden splash in the golden light of Donghuang Bell.
Above the clouds, Di Jun's expression changed. Others might not be able to see clearly the scene in the light of the East Emperor Bell, but he and the big demons in Heaven could clearly see that the East Emperor was shaken by Ling Tian's punch and vomited.
A mouthful of blood.
Defeated Donghuang with one punch...
When did the human race have such power...
If the human race had such power, how could the Witch Race have been able to please the people before...
No, that's not right, it seems that the Witch Clan didn't get a good deal before...
Countless thoughts went through Di Jun's mind at once, but no matter what he thought at this time, many demon soldiers and generals from the demon tribe had already rushed towards the sea.
On the sea, the dragons who were about to sink into the sea stopped shouting loudly because the Dragon King of the Four Seas was awakened by Ling Tian. At this time, when they saw Ling Tian punching Dong Huang, all the dragons looked at him.
It lit up again.
"Form up, form up, quickly form..."
The roar of the Dragon King of the East China Sea rang out. At this time, seeing that the human race was indeed able to fight against the monster race, if they were still hesitant, then the dragon race was not an intelligent race.
On the sea, one dragon after another began to rise into the sky again, and then, under the guidance of Ling Tian's spiritual power, began to circle and form a large formation.
The cold atmosphere appeared again, the dark clouds were dense, and a few crystal snowflakes quietly fell.
Above the sea, the rough waves began to condense when the snowflakes fell. Thick ice quickly covered large areas of the sea, and the cold atmosphere instantly became the master of this sea area.
In mid-air, the Dragon Clan who had just formed a large formation looked at the sea in disbelief. Compared to just now, the Dragon Clan's formation was obviously much more powerful.
Ling Tian was also looking at the sea surface condensed by ice at this time.
A glimmer of understanding emerged from Ling Tian's eyes.
Emperor's wrath has obviously become more idealistic in this world. The more those who are controlled by his spiritual power trust him, the stronger the power of Emperor's wrath will be.
At this time, as he defeated Donghuang, the trust of these dragons in him has obviously reached an extreme. In addition, the formation itself is also the first one he created in this world. Therefore, the dragon formation created at this time
Its power is powerful enough to make the heaven and earth feel it.
"Human race...Dragon race..."
In mid-air, Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the scene that occurred after the dragons formed an formation.
At this time, the scene produced by the formation of dragons is truly terrifying.
The extreme chill even made Di Jun feel afraid.
You must know that Taiyin is the original cold-attributed power in this world, and Emperor Jun's wife Xihe is a god born in Taiyin. Emperor Jun and Xihe have loved each other for many years. If he is afraid of the cold, this sun
God is also ridiculous.
But now, a formation of these dragons made Di Jun fearful. One can imagine how powerful this formation is.
Di Jun's mouth opened slightly.
His strategy was very clear, and the most appropriate and rational thing to do at this time was to let the demon race that had just rushed out return immediately. However, just as he opened his mouth, Di Jun was stunned and could not make a single sound.
Can he make those monsters who rushed out return? There is no problem just in terms of action.
However, once he does this, the morale of those demon clans will be immediately depleted. Not to mention taking care of the human clan today, in the future, when these demon clans face the human clan, their combat effectiveness will be reduced by 30%.
After a slight hesitation, Di Jun did not speak. Below, many monsters rushing out had already collided with the dragon formation.
The ice-attributed aura exploded, and tens of thousands of demon clans fiercely revealed the world of ice power.
Traces of frosty white began to appear quickly on the bodies of those monsters.
For the monsters with equally strong bodies, these frosty whites are not taken seriously by them.
Even though they could clearly see the white frost appearing on their bodies, all the demon clan still rushed towards the dragon clan, Ling Tian and the fifty human masters beside Ling Tian.
The densely packed demon clan has even directly submerged the area where Lingtian, the human race and the dragon clan are located on the sea in an instant. Looking from the outside, one can only see the densely packed demon clan packed together.
Above the clouds, Di Jun's eyes showed a trace of expectation. At this time, he only hoped that the demon army could create a miracle. Even if he suffered some losses, as long as he could destroy Ling Tian and the dragon clan, it would be worth it.
"Can't bear it..."
However, at this time, Donghuang, who had been beaten away by Lingtian, returned to Yunzhi Shenjun again, uttered a cold word, and Donghuang's figure suddenly turned upside down and fell downwards.
After all, Di Jun only saw how powerful the Dragon Clan's formation techniques were and had never fought against Ling Tian, but Dong Huang clearly knew how powerful Ling Tian was.
In terms of cultivation alone, Ling Tian is not inferior to him and Di Jun in the slightest. Counting treasures, Ling Tian has two innate spiritual treasures, one for offense and one for defense. In terms of combat, Ling Tian's treasures are better than those of him and Di Jun.
All must be perfected.
What's even more terrifying is Ling Tian's skills.
In this prehistoric world, there is also a difference between magic and magic. When people preached in the ancient times, what they taught was the Tao, and what those who received the inheritance learned was the Dhamma. After possessing strong magic power, magic is just a small way.
Those great men from ancient times can create countless spells with just a thought.
However, many techniques are useless to the big guys. Just like the famous Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques in later generations. After practicing to the extreme, they will have such a powerful body.
With a powerful body, what value do these Eight-nine Mysterious Skills have to the ancestral witch?
In fact, not to mention the ancestral witches, even ordinary witches, as long as they improve step by step according to the witch cultivation methods, they can reach the realm of great witches and have a body that is not inferior to those who have mastered the eight or nine mysterious skills.
In this case, not to mention the ancestral witches, even the great witches have no interest in creating any mysterious skills.
As for combat skills, the Witch Clan is born with great strength, and the Monster Clan is born with instincts. One strength can reduce ten skills. Instinct combat skills are all skills created by them. Others cannot obtain the power even if they practice till death.
Under such circumstances, who would seriously create such a technique?
Therefore, in Donghuang's heart, art has never been an important thing, and it has never been something that needs attention.
However, just now, Donghuang's thoughts wavered.
The magic contained in Ling Tian's punch was so brilliant and mysterious. Even now, Donghuang thought about it carefully. If he tried to do it, he might not be able to avoid the threat of Ling Tian's secondary power skill.
During the battle, one punch can deliver two levels of strength, which itself is equivalent to two punches. The scary thing is that the second level of strength is stronger than the first.
The advantage this technique has in a pure strength fight is conceivable.
