Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"No matter what it is, it has already come. I will never give up until the last moment."

A look of determination flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. According to what Gui Lao said, the opportunity of the Five Emperors' Treasure House is related to whether he can break through to the emperor level.

No matter what, he won't give up easily.

"Then wish yourself well. This divine beast cannot deal with the underworld dragon. It is an underworld beast that specializes in devouring divine souls. If it dies in its hands, it will not even be able to retain the origin of the divine soul, and both body and soul will be destroyed. Never be reborn!"

The bitch snorted and ignored Ling Feng.

"Good-for-nothing guy."

Ling Feng severely despised this guy. After thinking about it, he took out the Yi Divine Bow and carried it behind his back. At the same time, he also took out the Void Double Blade.

If you can scare a bitch into being like this, then the underworld dragon is definitely not simple, and you can't be careless.

"Ho! Roar! Roar!"

A roar came from the depths of the hall.

Ling Feng stepped forward cautiously, and when he was about thirty feet away, he heard a high-pitched dragon roar.

I saw a huge flying dragon suddenly jumping up from the depths of the hall, a pair of green eyes dancing and flickering like hellfire.

A pair of huge wings were fully unfolded, and they were more than thirty feet long. The fleshy wings flapped, setting off a violent wind.

The next moment, he heard the sharp and harsh whistling sounds from the underworld dragon, and Ling Feng felt a pain in his mind.

"Sonic attack!"

Ling Feng frowned. The power of sonic attributes was extremely rare. Although it was slightly inferior to the two attributes of time and space, it was much higher than the five elements attributes.

"Anyone who breaks into the Five Emperors' Treasure House will die!"

The underworld dragon roared, flapped its wings, and flew towards Ling Feng.

"Eight Swords in One!"

Ling Feng fully opened the prototype of the Sword Domain, directly used the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, and slashed out with a sword. Eight dazzling sword lights drew thick arcs, like eight divine dragons, circling and blasting out.

"Wraith Waves!"

The underworld dragon opened its huge mouth, roared violently, and screamed, causing the air in the entire hall to ripple like waves on the water's surface.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the wall of this bronze hall, cracks as fine as spider webs suddenly appeared, and the gems inlaid on it also crackled and made a series of explosive sounds.

Ling Feng had tried to use Shi Fang Destruction to pull out the gems before, but when he slashed them with his sword, the gems did not move at all.

And the sonic power of the underworld dragon is actually terrifying!

"hateful!"

Ling Feng used the realm of divine consciousness and the realm of sword to overlap each other, trying his best to resist the collision of this sound wave.

But soon, he discovered that his dual realm was being compressed more and more flat like a sponge.

"Human, I will harvest your soul in the name of the Yellow Emperor."

In the eyes of the underworld sub-dragon, two groups of green demonic flames danced, and then another group of icy blue hellfire spewed out. For a moment, Ling Feng felt that the surrounding water vapor began to condense rapidly, and the temperature dropped to below the freezing point. Down.

"Wait a minute, are you the Yellow Emperor's spiritual pet? I came here with the seal of the Five Emperors to accept the inheritance of the Five Emperors. Why do you kill me!"

Ling Feng shouted loudly.

"How dare you, an ant like you, do you deserve to accept the inheritance of the Five Emperors? I will whip your soul so that you will never recover."

The underworld dragon did not pay attention to Ling Feng at all. Perhaps, in its view, no one was qualified to receive the inheritance of the Five Emperors.

"Come if you can!"

Ling Feng waved provocatively to the underworld dragon, but there was a flash of silver light in his hand, and a ring quietly slipped into his palm.

This thing is the sacred artifact of the barbarians that was taken from a northern barbarian general, the Shura Demonic Ring. (PS: See "Chapter 1433 Shura Demonic Ring" for details)

This Shura Demonic Ring is a sacred object of the northern barbarians and controls the souls of all things.

The barbarian elder Aruin relied on this Shura magic ring to sacrifice and refine corpse puppets, and became a very important figure among the barbarians.

Although Ling Feng has rarely used this magic ring because it is too evil and vicious, but now facing this vicious underworld beast, he can only take risks.

"Humble human being, you will bear the wrath of the dragon!"

The underworld dragon roared again, and violent power swept across it.

From a perceptual point of view, the power of this underworld sub-dragon does not seem to be too strong. After all, its former owner, no matter which one of the Five Emperors he was, was only a peak emperor or a semi-saint.

Then, this underworld dragon is probably at the emperor level.

If the Shura Demonic Ring cannot successfully control this underworld beast, then he can only use the reincarnation technique.

If Emperor Tian Yan takes action, it will be no problem to deal with this underworld dragon.

"You humble reptile, how dare you, an ugly monster like you, call yourself a dragon?"

Ling Feng sneered, flicked his left hand, and a black bracelet quickly became thicker and larger, and shot towards the neck of the underworld dragon.

The underworld dragon raised his hand disdainfully, wanting to grab the ring directly, but as soon as his palm touched the ring, he immediately felt that his soul seemed to be electrocuted, and then, a wisp of the soul was absorbed directly. Entered the ring.

"What is this?"

The underworld dragon was horrified. A pair of huge eyes stared at the ring, and he opened his mouth, wanting to swallow it directly.

"This thing is called the Shura Demonic Ring!"

Ling Feng chuckled, and with a thought, the next moment, the Shura Demonic Ring turned into a ray of silver light, passed through the big mouth of the underworld dragon, and was divided into five. Four of the rings were wrapped around the limbs of the underworld dragon. On top of it, the remaining one hugged its neck.

"Damn it, what a ring, you humble human being, you are looking for death!"

The underworld dragon felt his body being surrounded by a circle, and his eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent. With a long roar, he flew toward Ling Feng.

"If you want to kill me, then try the power of this Shura Demonic Ring first."

Ling Feng laughed loudly, and in the Shura Demonic Ring, the split soul of the underworld dragon was now in the palm of his hand.

"Ah!" The underworld dragon screamed in pain, and his body slammed into the hall. "Humble human, what have you done to my soul?"

"Humble?" Ling Feng sneered: "Reptiles, those who know how to behave should obey me obediently, otherwise, you will die!"

Ling Feng didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly. Or perhaps, this underworld dragon was too arrogant and didn't take Ling Feng seriously from the beginning, so he was absorbed by the Shura Demonic Ring. A ray of separated soul.

"Roar! Damn it, why is my body out of control!"

The underworld dragon was trembling crazily, constantly spinning around in the hall, trying to regain control of its body.

But how can the Shura Demonic Ring be so simple? Although this thing is claimed to be a sacred object of the northern barbarians, it is actually a magical weapon left behind on the battlefield of ancient gods and demons, and it is a real treasure of immortals and gods!

What's even more coincidental is that this Shura Demonic Ring is the treasure used by the Nether Clan to drive the Netherworld beasts. The powerful Netherworld beasts can only accept defeat, let alone an emperor-level Netherworld sub-dragon. This underworld dragon bumped into Ling Feng's hand, which was considered bad luck and ill-fated.