"Extremely cold Tianluo!"
Lan Haoyu's body was filled with cold air, and the pieces of light blue dragon scales seemed to be made of condensed ice. Under the two arms, two more arms grew out. The hands were dragon claws. In addition to the previously injured hand, there were three dragon claws, and they grabbed Ling Dao at the same time.
The origin of the fifth-level ice turned into dragon patterns and spread out, trying to freeze Lingdao. A hundred and ten feet long blood dragon spirit covered his body, like a fierce general fighting in blood. The previous duel made him understand that Ling Dao should not be underestimated, he was worthy of being a strong man who could kill Tianjun.
The first dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's neck, the second dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's chest, and the third dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's right hand. Wherever the dragon's claw passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and even the void seemed to be frozen. The other warriors quickly retreated. Even with their cultivation, they could feel the biting cold.
"It's useless, you are no match for me!"
Ling Dao shook his head, and the blood glow emanating from his right arm became stronger and stronger. According to the method Princess Jiu'er taught him, he combined all the blood dragon spirits with his right arm, making his right arm extremely powerful. The more blood dragon spirits he masters, the stronger his right arm becomes.
Even if Lan Haoyu uses his unique skills, he doesn't care. The Dragon Lord World is his home field. With just one punch, it was like a giant dragon, hitting it and crushing it with absolute power. Hundreds of cracks appeared in the huge ice block, and it shattered into countless pieces with a loud noise.
"Kakaka"
Lan Haoyu's three dragon claws were all in tatters and were injured by Ling Dao's punch. He looked at Ling Dao in disbelief. A true dragon in the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm, and a human warrior at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm in the Dragon Lord World were really unacceptable to the dragon.
Ling Dao gained the upper hand and waved his right fist in front of Lan Haoyu. There was no need to use any martial arts at all, just punch after punch, but Lan Haoyu couldn't bear it. The dragon's scales collapsed and blood splattered everywhere, as if he had returned to the time when Ling Dao violently beat Chi Longyang.
"stop!"
Aohuang yelled angrily. Lan Haoyu couldn't beat Ling Dao. He expected it, but he didn't expect that Lan Haoyu was helpless in front of Ling Dao. From the beginning to the end, Ling Dao just shook his fist, nothing fancy, just using force to defeat cleverness and defeat all methods with one force.
"Let him go, and I will fight with you myself."
Ao Ye, Chi Longyang and Lan Haoyu are all real dragons, but the one that Ao Huang cares about most is Lan Haoyu. The words of the Crown Prince of the True Dragon Clan were extremely useful to the Dragon Clan, but Ling Dao had no intention of paying attention to him. Ling Dao is a human warrior, what does the Crown Prince of the True Dragon clan have to do with him
Regardless of whether Ling Dao listened to Ao Huang's words or refuted Ao Huang's words, Ao Huang had a way to deal with it. However, Lingdao ignored Ao Huang, as if he had not heard Ao Huang's words. The corners of Ao Huang's mouth twitched and his eyes spit fire. What qualifications did a human warrior at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm have to be arrogant in front of him
"If you insist on seeking death, Your Highness will help you!"
As the emperor's son of the True Dragon Clan and also in the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm, Ao Huang's combat power is definitely stronger than Lan Haoyu's. However, Ling Dao's strength was much stronger than Lan Haoyu's. Ao Huang was really not sure of defeating Ling Dao just relying on his own strength. Even other Dragon Clan warriors don’t know where Ao Huang got his confidence.
Suddenly, Ao Huang's body made a clanging sound, and a golden armor was worn on his body. Behind him, there seemed to be a giant dragon lying down, and the mighty dragon's power was like a river, impacting in all directions. The golden armor is engraved with hundreds of dragon patterns, making it seem invincible.
"It's the Holy Dragon Armor. The armor was refined by the Holy King himself. It's enough to double the strength of the real dragon!"
"As expected of the crown prince of the True Dragon clan, he is only at the early stage of the Heavenly King realm and is already using a sacred weapon. How can Ling Dao fight with him?"
Emperor-level forces have no shortage of holy weapons, let alone heaven-level weapons. However, generally speaking, it will not be given to warriors in the Heavenly General Realm and Heavenly King Realm Warriors. Even true geniuses need the baptism of blood and fire. Only the tempering of life and death can make them stronger. If a warrior in the Heavenly General Realm is given a sacred weapon, it will be easy for them to become dependent on the sacred weapon.
In the past, Emperor Ao did not have the Holy Dragon Armor, and the current Holy Dragon Armor was obtained by fraud. His father had nine disciples, and he got the Holy Dragon Armor from his fifth senior brother. The fifth senior brother is not a real dragon, but another dragon clan. Because of this, it is easier to deceive, and he needs to have a good relationship with Emperor Ao.
Emperor Ao attached great importance to Ling Dao, otherwise, he would not have put on the Holy Dragon Armor from the beginning. The 120-foot-long blood dragon spirit covered his body, making him even taller. The physical body of a real dragon is already powerful, and when he puts on the holy dragon armor, there are only a handful of warriors who can hurt Emperor Ao.
Fortunately, he was only in the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm. If he could unleash all the power of the Holy Dragon Armor, let alone Ling Dao, even the other human warriors present would not be able to hurt him. Aohuang mainly relies on the defensive power of the Holy Dragon Armor itself. If he wants to activate the Holy Dragon Armor, he must at least become a peak Heavenly Lord.
"Ling Dao has lost. His Royal Highness, wearing the Holy Dragon Armor, is already invincible."
Originally, the dragon warriors did not have much hope for Ao Huang because Ling Dao was too powerful. However, after seeing the Holy Dragon Armor, they understood that Ling Dao was no match for Ao Huang. Ao Huang's realm was already higher than that of Ling Dao, yet he used holy weapons to bully Ling Dao.
"Kengkeng"
Ao Huang clenched his fist and suddenly punched it out. A pair of golden fists tore through the ice and came to Ling Dao. Ling Dao, who was beating Lan Haoyu violently, finally raised his head. Lan Haoyu fell to the ground covered in blood, dying, and could hardly open his eyes.
Lan Haoyu has never been so miserable since he was born. Ling Dao's strikes were heavy and his punches hit the flesh. If Lan Haoyu's physical body wasn't strong enough, Ling Dao would have beaten him to death long ago. Of course, if Huang Ao hadn't come to the rescue, Lan Haoyu would have been beaten to death by Ling Dao sooner or later.
"Sacred weapon?"
Ling Dao glanced at Ao Huang and struck boldly, his fist roaring forward like a real dragon. The bloody fist shadow and the golden fist shadow were like two stars, colliding together. Lan Haoyu, who fell to the ground, screamed, and just the aftermath of the punch sent him flying away.
It can be clearly seen that the two halves of Lan Haoyu's body are exuding blood light and the other half is exuding golden light. Lan Haoyu's face was twisted, and the severe pain made him want to faint on the spot. The contest between Ling Dao and Ao Huang's fist strength was going on in his body.
"ah!"
Lan Haoyu roared in pain, and golden light and blood burst out from his body at the same time. A large gap opened in the ground beneath him, and then he fell into a deep pit, rolled his eyes, and passed out. Fortunately, Ao Huang and Ling Dao fought, and Lan Haoyu finally saved his life.
"My Highness, I don't know how you mastered the 210-foot-long Blood Dragon Spirit, but you are still no match for me. The 210-foot-long Blood Dragon Spirit is only 90 feet longer than mine. Your realm is lower than mine, and you are destined to die in my hands!"
Emperor Ao didn't mention the Holy Dragon Armor at all, as if he could defeat Ling Dao because of his own fighting strength. The general trend of heaven and earth within a radius of thirty meters was suppressing Lingdao. As long as Ling Dao is restricted to thirty meters, Ling Dao will definitely lose.
"Who are you talking about, the two-hundred-and-one-ten-foot-long blood dragon spirit?" Ling Dao smiled, and then revealed the blood dragon spirit he controlled, "Open your dog eyes and take a look, I How many feet is your blood dragon spirit? Are you sure that your blood dragon spirit is only ninety feet shorter than mine?"
A huge blood dragon spirit towers into the sky like a pillar that towers over the sky. Two hundred and ten feet was something in the past, but the blood dragon spirit that Ling Dao now controls is eight hundred feet. He didn't go all out against Lan Haoyu before. If Emperor Ao hadn't used a holy weapon, he still wouldn't have used the eight-hundred-foot-long blood dragon spirit.
"Oh my God!"
Some warriors exclaimed, their eyes widening even more than a cow's eyes. Even if they try their best, they can only control the six to seventy-foot-long blood dragon spirit. Compared with Ling Dao's eight-hundred-foot-long blood dragon spirit, their achievements were nothing to mention. The sixty- to seventy-foot-long blood dragon spirit increased their strength. To what level can the eight hundred-foot-long blood dragon spirit increase Ling Dao's strength
Lao Qi of Xianhu Palace, who was hiding far away, was so frightened that he stepped back hundreds of meters, fearing that Ling Dao would cause trouble for him. He was no match for the original Ling Dao, but the current Ling Dao was definitely stronger, so strong that he could only retreat. If he were to fight Ling Dao, he might not even be able to block Ling Dao's punch without using his trump card.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Even if they saw it with their own eyes, none of the dragon warriors present believed it. Even if it is a true dragon, the blood dragon spirit mastered at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm is less than one hundred feet. Could it be said that Ling Dao is pretending to be Tianzun? Did he deliberately suppress his realm
"An illusion, it must be an illusion."
Jiaolong, who was at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm and was fighting Lei Wenyuan and Dong Miaoyin, couldn't help but murmur. Even a Tianjun-level dragon cannot control eight hundred feet of blood dragon spirit. Lei Wenyuan and Dong Miaoyin seized the opportunity and used their killing moves, finally injuring the dragon at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm.
"It's just a deception. Do you still think you can really deceive His Highness?"
Of course he knew whether Ao Huang's forced composure was a cover-up. However, the battle with Ling Dao has just begun. As the crown prince of the True Dragon clan, he would never allow himself to lose to a human warrior who was even lower than himself. So what about the eight-hundred-foot-long blood dragon spirit? Doesn’t he have a holy dragon armor
"Eight Heavenly Dragon Seals!"
The eight tribes are the one-day tribe, the two dragon tribes, the three yakshas, the four gandharvas, the five asuras, the six garudas, the seven kinnaras, and the eight mahurakas. Once upon a time, there was a peerless genius from the True Dragon Clan who went to the Heavenly Buddha Realm to steal his master, and finally created eight Heavenly Dragon Seals, which could control the sea, the universe, and the stars!