When Ji Hao used the clone formed from hibiscus branches to catch up to the sky above Pusaka, Ao Bai had already lunged towards the white-haired Taoist with an angry roar.
Bixi, one of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, is not good at magical powers and secret arts. He prefers to fight in close quarters and tear apart his enemies with pure power. All the other dragon talents such as calling the wind and rain, controlling thunder and storms, etc., Ao Bai is not as good as ordinary talented pure-blood ancient dragons. Just like the thousands of water dragons just casually defeated by the white-haired Taoist.
Instead of using spells to embarrass others, it's better to attack fiercely and kill the enemy head-on!
A dragon roar shook the earth, and billowing white air bursts erupted from Ao Bai's mouth, turning into circles of white blasts visible to the naked eye and blasting towards Di Xu and the white-haired Taoist. Di Xu retreated awkwardly with his golden sword in hand, showing no intention of fighting with Di Xu. A dozen Taoists rushed out from behind him and protected Emperor Xu in the middle.
The white-haired Taoist advanced instead of retreating. He opened the five fingers of his left hand, and the five-colored divine light rose into the sky. His palm was like a mountain, and he slapped Ao Bai heavily. 'Dong dong dong dong' A series of explosions shook the earth and shook the earth. Circles of gas explosions were broken. The white-haired Taoist's long hair and beard were dancing wildly. His thin hair and beards tore through the air and made a sharp scream.
With a "buzz" sound, Ao Bai's long-handled sledgehammer brought a black blast and hit the white-haired Taoist's left hand.
The mountain-shaped light and shadow on the five fingertips of the white-haired Taoist's left hand trembled, and his face suddenly turned red. The sound of "click" was endless, and near the contact point between the sledgehammer and the white-haired Taoist's palm, black cracks like spider webs continued to spread in all directions.
Ao Bai's hammer was blocked by the white-haired Taoist with his palm. The two huge forces collided together and tore the void apart.
The black space cracks spread thousands of feet in all directions. All the defensive restrictions of Emperor Xu's palace along the way were torn apart by the cracks. Countless defensive formations in the base of Emperor Xu's palace were destroyed. There were fires and violent explosions everywhere. Countless bricks, tiles and beams were lifted up, and large groups of waiters and maids let out shrill cries and were blasted into the sky by the explosion.
"Huh?" Ao Bai looked at the white-haired Taoist in shock: "Can you block 30% of my power? Yes, yes, which body tempering method are you practicing?"
The white-haired Taoist took a deep, deep breath. A layer of green jade-like sunlight flashed under his fair skin, and his body suddenly turned into a piece of green crystal. It was crystal clear and could pass through him. The skin and flesh see his bones and internal organs. A pure and mellow breath full of life force continued to spread from his body, turning into a layer of light covering his whole body.
"Bodhi Sacred Body?" Ao Bai grinned and grinned: "Okay, okay, okay, just find your roots, Mu Taoist's disciple? Hehe, Mu Taoist doesn't want to hang out in the Pangu world, right? Even if it's enough. He became a 'saint' and provoked my dragon clan..."
The white-haired Taoist sneered with a hint of gloom: "Stop talking nonsense, what can you do to Mu Zu? If you provoke your Dragon Clan, is it possible that Mu Zu will still be unable to survive in the Pangu world? Do you believe this? Unless Zu The dragon is still alive, how can you, a group of scaly and armored beasts, defeat Mu Zu and Hua Zu? How can you defeat us?"
Being interrupted by the white-haired Taoist, Ao Bai's face became ugly for a while.
He wanted to brag a few big words, but his face was torn apart.
Indeed, the Dragon Clan now is not the Dragon Clan back then. When Zu Long was alive, the Dragon Clan was truly rampant in the three realms and no one dared to provoke them. At that time, neither Mu Taoist nor Hua Taoist had yet attained enlightenment, and they did not even have a few disciples. However, Zulong relied on the powerful physical body inherited from Pangu Saint and could crush the way of heaven with pure physical strength!
At that time, no one could afford to offend the Dragon Clan.
After the Ancestral Dragon disappeared, Ao Bai and other nine sons of the dragon, together with a group of dragon sons and grandsons, had been tyrannical for a long time. However, when the Mu Taoist and the Hua Taoist became 'saints', they had more and more powerful disciples, and the dragon clan The current situation is that one day is not as good as the other day, and each generation is not as good as the next.
Now, the Dragon Clan, which was once looked down upon by Heaven, actually wants to resurrect Ao Bai and win the position of Emperor of Heaven to regain its momentum. How can we bear this situation? Compared with the Dragon Clan when Zu Long was alive, the Dragon Clan today is really too weak.
"You, damn!" People want face, trees want bark, and dragons are the most unruly and proud people. The white-haired Taoist stabbed the scar in Ao Bai's heart. He roared and mobilized all his strength, exerting 100% of his strength. , swung the sledgehammer with all his strength and hit the white-haired Taoist.
One hammer after another, one hammer after another, one hammer after another, Ao Bai's sledgehammer brought up strong winds, directly shaking Emperor Xu's palace and dozens of surrounding mountains into dust . More than a dozen Taoists protected Emperor Xu and fled far away. Only the white-haired Taoist confronted Ao Bai head-on without fear.
The phantoms of the five hills on the left swayed with five-color divine light, blocking most of Ao Bai's offensive. The white-haired Taoist's body was surging with green light, and the Bodhi Immortal Holy Body passed down by Mu Taoist was surging with light, and he withstood Ao Bai's crazy attack.
There was a faint sound of cracking. From a distance, Ji Hao saw the tiny cracks on the white-haired Taoist's body. Apparently Ao Bai's attack exceeded the limit he could bear. After he resisted Ao Bai's three hundred hammers, His body was on the verge of collapse.
But the white-haired Taoist let out a long roar, and a fist-sized and gentle jade-like blue lotus flew out of his body. It was like a blue lotus carved from sapphire, and it sprayed out a piece of cool blue light to protect his whole body. He saw Ao Bai Yitong hit him randomly. The Taoist's body only trembled slightly, but his complexion became much better.
Ji Hao scanned it with his consciousness and found that this blue lotus at least helped the white-haired Taoist block 90% of the force of Ao Bai's sledgehammer. Although the remaining 10% of the power is still heavy and terrifying, the white-haired Taoist can easily withstand the impact of this power by relying on the five-color sacred mountain in his left hand and the Bodhi Holy Body.
"The poor Taoist said, Biyi, this is not something that you dragon clan should get involved in! Go back to heaven and stay there, don't bring trouble to your dragon clan!" The white-haired Taoist saw that this blue lotus blocked Ao Bai's stormy rain. After attacking, he suddenly became more and more arrogant, and his tone became more rude: "You have no idea who you are against!"
"Isn't he the Wood Taoist or the Flower Taoist?" Ao Bai breathed thick smoke and fire from his mouth, and countless lightning bolts wrapped around him. While swinging the sledgehammer, he used his identity as the Emperor of Heaven to arouse the power of heaven and earth. A terrifying pressure fell from the sky, like a huge mountain crushing the entire Pusaka.
With a 'click', the huge Pusaka shook, and the plain with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was forced to sink several feet.
"Dragon tribe's sons, slaughter Emperor Guang's Xu tribe!" Ao Bai grinned and gave orders to the dragon tribe warriors chasing behind him.
The pressure of heaven and earth tightly wrapped around the white-haired Taoist. A burst of light flowed from the blue lotus, but it could not shake the restraint from the general trend of heaven and earth.
(End of chapter)