However, it was useless, even if Long Zhenyang urged the Taiqingming Sage with all his strength, even if he used 10% of his power, or even 11% of his power, he was still blown away by Huang Xiaolong.
I saw Long Zhenyang’s entire right arm instantly shattered, and the impact formed by the terrifying impact made him fly out as if being hit by a huge wave of the last days, falling from the platform to under the platform, and then rolling continuously. Rolled all the way to the edge of the cliff.
The dust splashed all the way.
It was originally threatened that Long Zhenyang was holding Huang Xiaolong casually, and the source of the invincible source above the four-fold sacred realm of a foreign palace became more and more dumbfounded, and the Jin Buji and others of the Jin Chan tribe were even more dumbfounded.
Long Zhenyang lay on the edge of the cliff, blood staining the ground around him, Yuanyue, Jin Buji and others dared not come forward.
After a while, Long Zhenyang struggled to stand up. He looked at Huang Xiaolong in anger, a kind of shame, a kind of unbelief, a kind of violent killing intent.
"Just now, was that your 50% strength?" Huang Xiaolong said calmly.
Yuanyue, Jin Buji and the others had weird faces. No one could see that Long Zhenyang had definitely used 100% of his power just now.
Roar!
Hearing the words, Long Zhenyang roared up to the sky, like a dragon and a peerless beast. His body seemed to have a peerless beast awakening, and his whole body was surging like the sea. Saw the amazing dragon light rising into the sky.
This is the natural innate power possessed by the direct disciples of the royal family's Ssangyong clan. At this moment, Long Zhenyang completely aroused it and completely awakened it.
When Long Zhenyang awakened and aroused the talented power of the Shuanglong tribe in his body, his body shape began to change surprisingly, and his arms and legs were covered with layers of dragon scales, and his forehead also gave birth to dragon horns, and It is two dragon horns. What is surprising is that the dragon scales all over the body are of two colors, as are the two dragon horns on the forehead, one gold and one red.
Ssangyong blood!
This is the Shuanglong bloodline of the Ssangyong clan, an extremely noble and terrifying bloodline force in a foreign land.
The double dragon strange talisman in the center of Long Zhenyang's eyebrows exploded into two types of dragon light, gold and red.
The golden dragon and the red dragon are constantly entwined in Long Zhenyang's body. From a distance, Long Zhenyang seems to be the king of the dragon king, the incarnation of the golden dragon and the red dragon.
Long Zhenyang's eyes were also golden and red, and he stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "Yes, just now, it was only 50% of my strength. Now, it is my real strength! Ten% of strength!" Speaking of this, suddenly He blasted his fists to Huang Xiaolong: "Shuanglong is here, die!"
As his fists blasted out, two huge dragons, one gold and one red, roared and killed Huang Xiaolong, each of which was enough to severely inflict the quartet of the holy realm, and each of them was enough to shoot the ordinary quartet of the holy realm into meat slurry.
Ssangyong is here, the ancestor of the Ssangyong tribe.
As soon as the ancestor's avenue came out, the world was alarmed, and everyone in the foreign palace almost simultaneously looked up in the direction of Hunyuan Holy Peak.
"It's at Hunyuan Holy Peak! Who is trying to use the method of the Great Ancestor's Dao! This is definitely the strange fluctuation of space power caused by the method of the Great Ancestor's Dao!"
"It is definitely the core disciple of the royal family who can use the method of the ancestor's great road! I don't know which royal family's core disciple is in the competition!"
"There is dragon spirit! Is it the Shuanglong clan? Is it Long Zhenyang? Who is the other one?"
Many disciples in different places are speculating and wondering.
When the disciples in the foreign palace guessed, when they were surprised, Long Zhenyang blasted in front of Huang Xiaolong with both fists.
Huang Xiaolong looked indifferently at Long Zhenyang, who was blasting with his fists in front of him. He didn't use his sage, nor his holy power, nor did he use the mark of sacred destiny and the immortal Taoist heart. He directly bombarded with the power of pure broken flesh. go out.
In Huang Xiaolong's arms, the blue veins bulged, like a tens of thousands of dragons entwined.
boom!
The two fists blasted each other.
The world shook.
Hunyuan Shengfeng trembled violently.
Then, Yuanyue, Jin Buji and the others saw Long Zhenyang like a fallen meteor and flew backwards, but this time they flew directly out of Hunyuan Holy Peak, and then flew over the wide cliff. After hitting the opposite mountain, the opponent's mountain collapsed, knocking down dozens of peaks, and then stopped.
Countless boulders collapsed and rolled, and Long Zhenyang disappeared.
In Yuanyue, Jin Buji was shocked by dozens of people.
"Brother Long Zhenyang!"
"Brother Long!"
However, just when Yuanyue, Jin Buji and others were about to set out to rescue Long Zhenyang from the bottom of the gravel, Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed, and Yuanyue, Jin Buji and others were blocked.
"Huang Xiaolong, what do you mean?" Yuan asked Huang Xiaolong more furiously.
"It doesn't mean anything, you want to leave, you can, everyone takes a punch from me!" Huang Xiaolong's face was calm.
"You!" Jin Buji's eyes raised: "Don't think." However, before he finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed before he had already come to him.
Punch!
Jin kept flying upside down, just like Long Zhenyang, knocking down many peaks again and again.
Huang Xiaolong kept shaking, his figure continued to shake, and every time he shakes, one person must fly backwards.
There were more than fifty people, and only Wanyuan Clan Yuanyue was left in the blink of an eye.
Yuan Yue looked at the empty surroundings, and then backed away, sternly: "Huang Xiaolong, I am the brother of His Highness Yuan Qianxing, and His Highness Yuan Qianxing won't!" But his voice stopped abruptly. Like other disciples, Huang Xiaolong was killed by Huang Xiaolong. A punch flew.
Yuan Chiyuki? Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent.
In fact, just now Huang Xiaolong started to immerse a trace of the sacred qi into the bodies of Long Zhenyang, Yuanyue, Jin Buji and others. Through this scent of suffocation, in the future, Long Zhenyang, Yuanyue, Jin Buji and others’ Every move will be monitored by Huang Xiaolong, but Huang Xiaolong did not control Long Zhenyang and others.
Huang Xiaolong and Heila turned around and went back to Hunyuan Cave Mansion to continue practicing.
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Inside a certain city of the General Mansion of Foreign Houses, there is a graceful and luxurious mansion. From a distance, this mansion is like a phoenix in the breath of fire.
A woman, a majestic woman, was standing volley above the mansion at this time, looking at the direction of Hunyuan Shengfeng.
"Senior Sister Feng Jiu." At this moment, a tall young man in a phoenix robe came behind the woman.
"Brother Feng Tianwei, have you found out what's going on at Hunyuan Holy Peak?" Feng Jiu didn't turn around, and asked, his voice was nice and a little cold.
"It was found that Long Zhenyang and Huang Xiaolong, the young patriarch of the Purple Spider Clan, were fighting. It was Long Zhenyang who used the method of the ancestor of the Shuanglong Clan just now!" Feng Tianwei smiled: "Moreover, the victory and defeat have just been divided, it's over. It was super fast, Junior Sister Feng Jiu certainly didn't expect the result."
"Could it be that Huang Xiaolong won?" Feng Jiu was a little surprised.
Feng Tianwei nodded: "Yes, it's unexpected, isn't it? Now that the news has begun to spread, no one expected this result, so did I, and it was just a trick! Long Zhenyang was caught after performing Shuanglong Qixian. Huang Xiaolong took off with a blow, and now this meeting is probably carried back by the disciple of the Medicine Palace."