Wang Muyu's expression suddenly became solemn. There were only two possibilities for his core world to fail to suppress Qiao Yanyuan.
First, the spiritual space controlled by the other party is more advanced than his own, which means that Qiao Yanyuan is very likely to have mastered the power of the supreme world, which is the supreme spiritual space that overrides the core world. As long as Qiao Yanyuan wants to go there, You can engulf your core world at any time.
But the other party doesn’t seem to be doing that at the moment…
Then there is only one possibility left. Qiao Yanyuan may have spiritual space on the same level as himself, but the quantity is sufficient.
Wang Muyu has long known about Qiao Yanyuan's dragonborn ability. This sixth man can annex himself from other parallel dimensions to gather strength in a short time and continuously buff himself. He is also the one with the most special ability among all the dragonborn that Wang Muyu has come into contact with. one.
It was so special that even though Wang Muyu had mastered the strengths of hundreds of dragon descendants, he searched his own memory and knew nothing about the abilities Qiao Yanyuan had.
"His heart is very complicated." Yi Jianchuan looked up at Qiao Yan Yuan Fen's body, his white eyebrows furrowed. He could hear some terrible sounds like torrents and waterfalls venting in the heart of this body. Countless creatures seemed to be imprisoned inside. It's noisy and harsh.
Yi Jianchuan immediately judged that it was these sounds from different spaces accumulated in this person's body that gave this avatar such amazing combat power.
It's like an expanding balloon.
"Can even a divided body use such a special dragon-born ability?" Wang Muyu gritted his teeth.
boom!
At the same moment, without any secret, he put a spiritual shield on Yi Jianchuan with his backhand and then stepped on the ground, turning into a spiritual light and rushing towards the sky. This move was earth-shattering, and the surrounding colorful sacred mountains exploded into pieces. The pieces of glass sputtered around.
Many seven-color lines appeared on Wang Muyu's small fist, and a blazing light burst out, like an ancient forbidden spell, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
In just a moment, the nine heavens and ten earth were falling apart.
The expression on his body remained unchanged, his eyes followed Wang Muyu's movement, and he opened his hand to receive the punch.
A huge explosion occurred in the sky, and the impact of energy penetrating the sun and moon destroyed the Qise Mountain in the distance, crushing it directly into powder.
"That's it?"
That body was obviously not afraid of Wang Muyu's impact. It grabbed his fist and flipped it back, then threw Wang Muyu directly. The strong inertia allowed Wang Muyu to penetrate several mountains in a row.
Although such a real dragon battle has not been recorded in movies in the modern world of cultivation, the frontal pressure of watching the battle at such a close distance is rarely seen.
Yi Jianchuan clenched his fists. As a teacher, he knew very clearly at this moment that he could not intervene in this battle.
Whether it is Wang Muyu or this body, the combat power of the two of them is far beyond his own. The holy realm is the strongest realm below the Tao realm. Above the Tao realm is the ancestral realm. The combat power of these two people is probably the ancestral realm. Realm, this is a legendary realm that only existed in the eternal period.
Yi Jianchuan didn't expect that he, an old man, could actually witness the battle in the ancestral realm with his own eyes.
"Kill!"
In the clone's body, the countless Qiao Yanyuan who had been absorbed from the parallel space roared angrily. They were almost hysterical. They would forever become a part of the clone's body and would not be able to return to the parallel space until they completed their mission.
So everyone is anxious. Although they are unwilling to stay in the clone body, they all just want to complete the task quickly, which is why they are forced to unite.
Wang Muyu's punch just now was just to test his strength and did not really release his full combat power. He thought that the moment he came into contact with this body, he would be able to figure out the true combat power of his body.
But at this moment, he still had no accurate estimate of the clone in front of him...
"Are you still absorbing yourself from other parallel dimensions? You're not afraid of pushing yourself to death..." Wang Muyu became nervous, and for the first time he began to feel a sense of crisis. He was not afraid of being hurt, let alone being taken away.
But right now, his teacher Hua Xiu Sword Master is also here, and he is worried that he will not be able to protect his teacher's safety.
At this moment, the clones in Qiao Yanyuan's body roared, and countless pairs of ethereal dragon claws extended from his back, bursting out the strongest energy and blood, like a torrent of wild beasts grabbing at Wang Muyu from all directions.
"Can even limbs become part of oneself?" Wang Muyu and Yi Jianchuan were both stunned.
These extended dragon claws have their own thoughts. One wave is grabbing at Wang Muyu, and the other wave is carving runes on the void behind that body.
"The end of the Dragon God!"
A huge ancient magic circle lit up directly in the void, releasing astonishing mana fluctuations, which directly imprisoned the entire world. Under this grand pressure, seven-color mountains were uprooted, and the entire core world was everywhere. In annihilation, destruction.
This Qiao Yanyuan's clone stood in the void, like a demon, with its crystal-like alien body emitting dazzling light.
"Fight with you!"
Wang Muyu clasped his hands together, and aura surged in his hands, condensing a glass horn. This was the first time he sacrificed his dragon-born magic weapon.
Even when he was in embarrassment fighting Jingze before, Wang Muyu was never forced to this point.
At this moment, Qiao Yanyuan smiled in that part of his body: "Finally, I let you use your dragon-born magical weapon."
The preciousness of this glazed horn is self-evident.
Equivalent to the essence of Wang Muyu's life, the Dragonborn Magical Artifact that gathers the leaders of hundreds of schools can be said to be the most precious of all Dragonborn Magical Artifacts at present!
Moreover, the Glazed Horn also has strong growth potential.
Their purpose of bringing Wang Muyu back was, on the one hand, to make the little guy recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, and not to recognize the thief as his father.
On the other hand, they naturally came here for Wang Muyu’s dragon-born magic weapon.
The dragonborn's magic weapon is the most precious thing in a dragonborn. Even if it is only slightly damaged, the dragonborn himself will suffer corresponding backlash. It can be said that this is one of the dragonborn's life gates.
As long as you hold this dragon-born magic weapon and control this little guy, it will be much easier than imagined!
"snort!"
Wang Muyu snorted coldly, raised his face, and blew the glass horn with all his strength! In just a moment, the entire core world was shaken. A huge glazed dragon statue appeared out of thin air, appearing behind Wang Muyu like a dharma image. He held a long sword in his hand and slashed away in the air.
Buzz!
With just one knife, he chopped off the thousands of dragon claws he had captured in an instant.
"It's actually a summoning magic weapon..." Qiao Yanyuan's clone was surprised. He didn't expect the glass horn to be a summoning magic weapon.
For a while, thoughts kept surging in his mind, but even after reading through the history of the dragon clan, he never thought that there had been such a glazed dragon god holding a long sword in the long history of the dragon clan.
Who is this
(End of chapter)