What kind of majestic scene is it for thousands of dragons to take off? The warriors in the Yunhai Region opened their mouths wide. Looking at this scene that they had never seen before, there was a brief pause in their minds.レ★\/\学.oc★\/\レ
Shock, shock from the bottom of my heart, echoed in my mind and lingered for a long time.
Whoosh whoosh!
Dragon-shaped laws escaped into Xiao Chen's body one after another. With each one entering, Xiao Chen could feel his strength increasing.
When all the ten thousand laws had escaped into his body, Xiao Chen felt an unprecedented power. He could crack mountains and crack rocks with just a wave of his hand.
The power of the law is surging, and many killing moves that could only be performed once or twice can be carried out as desired without worrying about the power of the law being exhausted.
A hazy picture appeared in his mind. He saw a ravine, a ravine connecting heaven and earth. After crossing the other side, he could board the avenue and knock on the emperor's door.
The gap between heaven and earth, the gap between the Grand Master and the Martial Emperor mentioned by Elder Qin, finally saw with his own eyes that the scene on the other side turned out to be so glorious.
Once he returns to his peak, the quasi-emperor will be within reach, and the bridge to the sky can be forged at any time.
Gao Yangyu's eyes flashed with astonishment. Looking at Xiao Chen's attire at this time, he said a little pale: "You are not Wen Ziran, you are Xiao Chen, the Azure Dragon King appointed by King Thunder!"
At this moment, the mystery plaguing everyone's hearts, who is Wen Ziran, has finally been revealed.
As early as when Xiao Chen used the perfect sword technique, some people secretly speculated whether Wen Ziran was a pseudonym and his identity was the Qinglong King.
It's just that at that time, Xiao Chen only had the cultivation level of a low-grade Martial Saint, and it was difficult for anyone to associate him with the Azure Dragon King.
At this moment, Xiao Chen's cultivation has returned to its peak. He has put on the Qingfeng robe with the emblem of the Azure Dragon King and the iconic Sea King turban. Who would not be able to recognize him
During the King Ceremony, he defeated heroes from all directions, including Fu Hongyao, who was well-known in Zhoutian Xing Palace, hiding his face and running away.
He became famous with one move. Everyone in the world knew the Azure Dragon King. Even those far away in the Tianxing Sea, who had never seen his portrait, had heard of his name.
The descendant of the Qing Emperor who has been dusted for thousands of years, the new generation of Qing Dragon King, the top figure of the younger generation of Kunlun Continent, Xiao Chen in white.
Mo Chen was in a daze, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. I had already guessed that Xiao Chen's background was very big, but I never expected that his background would be so big. It was beyond my expectation and imagination.
Mu Qinghan of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce was dumbfounded. He actually drove away such a legendary figure as the Qinglong King.
"No wonder, no wonder, in the city lord's palace, he dared to kill people in anger. King Qinglong even dared to cut the god's son Di Wuque in half with one sword. How could the descendants of several quasi-emperors take him seriously?"
"Now the old people of the Poseidon are looking for him all over the world, wanting him to hand over the Poseidon's crown. They would never have imagined that Xiao Chen is in our little sea of clouds."
"Now we're in for a good show. Although Gao Yangyu is a quasi-emperor, he's only the first to become a quasi-emperor. Facing a peerless genius like Xiao Chen, the outcome suddenly becomes a 50-50 split."
"There is still a slight chance. After all, he is a quasi-emperor. It will be difficult for Xiao Chen to defeat Gao Yangyu."
With their strength restored and their identities exposed, warriors from all directions became excited. No one expected it. The answer would be so amazing. Wen Ziran is Xiao Chen, the Azure Dragon King, a legendary figure.
Gao Yangyu looked gloomy. Emperor Yi shot the sun bow. It was related to whether he could unify the Yunhai Territory. Even if the other party was the Azure Dragon King, he had to fight for it.
"There is a world of difference between the quasi-emperor and the great master. If you have not stepped into the realm of the quasi-emperor, you will never understand the power of the quasi-emperor. Xiao Chen, hand over the divine bow. I am willing to take all the gains from this trip to Baoshan." for you."
His posture was tough, but the meaning behind his words had already made considerable concessions.
Xiao Chen said coldly: "There are also three, six, and five levels of quasi-emperors. Would I take my eyes off a quasi-emperor like you who has just started building bridges and has not even reached the stage of small success?"
"Arrogant, even if you are the Qinglong King today, I will let you fall here."
Meteor Fist!
After saying a few words, Gao Yangyu snorted coldly, stopped rambling, took one step forward, the stirring wind and clouds moved wildly, and with boundless momentum, he punched Xiao Chen.
The fist took the force of falling stars in the sky, and his whole body turned into flames and burned. With one step, it seemed to be able to blast through all the barriers in the sky.
The explosive power contained in the flames made warriors thousands of meters away feel a sense of fear.
"Is this the Quasi-Emperor's full blow? It's so terrifying, I'm afraid I can't even block it with half a punch!"
Many people felt a little fear in their hearts when they saw Gao Yangyu's all-out attack, which stirred up the wind and clouds and attempted to penetrate the sky.
Xiao Chen's face was calm. The Quasi-Emperor's attack was indeed terrifying, but now that the power of his laws had taken shape, every move he made could involve huge power, so how could he feel the slightest fear
This punch of yours has the intention of piercing the sky, and is going to blast through all the barriers of the sky.
I also have a punch, and I hate that the sky is too low for me to spread my wings and fly.
Xiao Chen opened his arms and faced Gao Yangyu's shocking punch without hesitation. The huge shadow shone down and Kunpeng spread his wings and soared thousands of miles away, hating the sky!
The fists collided, and the shocking energy rolled away in all directions like a tide.
The situation is changing, and the color of heaven and earth changes!
Xiao Chen, who was in the air, did not take a step back, but instead knocked Gao Yangyu flying backwards.
The quasi-emperor was knocked out by one punch. Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel proud and said with a smile: "Is this the world of difference you said? But just like that, take another punch from me!"
Fists of gods, eternal myths!
Golden light enveloped Xiao Chen, and a god standing tall and tall appeared behind him. The god's appearance was the same as Xiao Chen's, solemn and solemn, with supreme majesty.
Loud hymns rang out from all directions, praising Xiao Chen's myth that belonged to Xiao Chen, echoing his past legendary experiences, and epic pictures appeared in all directions.
Who is the myth, not the distant gods, not the ancient sages, but Xiao Chen who is so close at hand, flying with thousands of dragons, eternal and immortal!
boom!
When the divine power gathered, the slightly illusory god behind Xiao Chen suddenly solidified at the moment when he punched, as if he existed in reality, and followed Xiao Chen's punch.
The god took action, and the huge fist came in a breath. Gao Yangyu condensed his great martial arts skills, and the gathered momentum was smashed to pieces, and he vomited blood and flew everywhere with one punch.
He couldn't see the majesty of the quasi-emperor at all, and he couldn't see the demeanor that a master quasi-emperor should have. He was beaten to a miserable state by a great master.
Ragnarok!
Xiao Chen looked calm and showed no complacency at all. This kind of quasi-emperor would beat him to death in one go, otherwise he would inevitably fall into a fierce battle when the other party could catch his breath.
The setting sun is like blood, dusk falls, the myth comes to an end, the lamentation sounds, and bloody meteors pierce the sky. It seems like a bloody rain is falling all over the sky, and the breath of doomsday spreads in all directions.
Everyone felt a sense of sadness, as if there was a dawn that was withering and failing before their eyes.
Xiao Chen had already figured out this Twilight of the Gods move several times, and had seen with his own eyes the vision of the Qitian God Emperor's clone falling, and he had already understood it.
Taking the scene of doomsday and blasting out the artistic conception of the end is the essence of this punch.
Punch after punch, myth after apocalypse, Gao Yangyu was beaten to the point where he couldn't get over it. The momentum he had just gathered was once again shattered, his face turned pale, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.
His hands moved together, a terrifying aura flowed out, and his body burst into flames.
"I want to use my profound martial arts skills to fight for my life. It's weird to give you a chance. Die!"
Xiao Chen worked hard and didn't give the opponent a chance to make a comeback. A ray of divine light escaped into his body, and the gods from the gods descended to earth, with ten times the fighting power, and punched out.
A cloud of blood mist rose in the air, and Gao Yangyu was beaten to death by Xiao Chen's punch.
Three punches, just three punches, killed a quasi-emperor to death!
The world was silent, and everyone took a breath of air. Looking at the calm-looking Xiao Chen in the sky, a trace of fear flashed across his face.
Under the great reputation, there is no falsehood at all. The Qinglong King’s reputation is indeed well-deserved.
Looking around, no one appeared anymore. The six major casual cultivators were dead, injured, and retreated. The quasi-emperor did not come out, and no one could compete with Xiao Chen.
"King Qinglong, we, the eight city lords of the Yunhai Region, thank you for the generous gift. As it is said, it is disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Each of our eight city lords also has a gift, so please keep it!"
Just when everyone thought that Emperor Yi shot the sun bow, no one could compete with Xiao Chen.
A figure that was determined to be impossible to appear suddenly jumped out from the crowd, and the eight quasi-emperors appeared at the same time. As soon as they appeared, without any nonsense or hesitation, they each used a killing move to attack Xiao Chen in mid-air.
In the sky, the light is bright, and eight attacks of different colors dye the sky like a canvas, full of pleasing beauty.
But under this beautiful vision, there is endless murderous intent.
Everyone opened their mouths. Is there any way to survive? Is the Yunhai Territory really going to be the burial place of the Azure Dragon King