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Chapter 114 The shocked old Dragon King

"What does Emperor Dou have to do with a horse running fast?"

Looking at the "young", "simple" Xiao Yan who couldn't resist, Zhao Jie couldn't help laughing. It felt so wonderful.

He didn't explain either. He turned to look at Yao Lao. With just a tap of his fingertips, a drop of bright divine power came out. Yao Lao's body was shaking. It originally looked ethereal and a little swaying, but now it was visible to the naked eye.

It solidified, and a faint blood color emerged.

This is not the healing function of some law, but the magical effect of a trace of divine power that Zhao Jie realized after becoming a god for eleven consecutive times.

As long as you have a hint of soul and sufficient divine power, you can completely construct a body that can grow and completely fit your body.

How important is it to be completely in tune with yourself?

Yao Lao looked at his hands in disbelief. He kept pinching his cheeks with his hands, crying and laughing. The expressions on his face changed several times in just a short moment. White flames shone on him.

Spreading, jumping happily, it seems that it is also cheering.

When Xiao Yan saw this scene, a faint surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly accepted it. His eldest brother dared to pull the sun to overtake and turn corners. He could fabricate planets with his bare hands and just create humans. It shouldn't be difficult...

…

"amazing!"

Yao Lao sighed sincerely and marveled at Zhao Jie's casual finger. He gently raised his hand, as if in a dream, and looked at the desolate desert in the distance in disbelief and patted it gently.

This seemed to be just an ordinary palm, but it caused the energy of the entire desert to vibrate violently. It was like an invisible giant hand passing through the space, leaving hundreds of miles in the desert, making it difficult to see the bottom at a glance.

Huge palm print potholes.

"hiss!"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but take a breath. The teacher's ordinary slap felt hundreds of times more powerful than Hiroshima's, right?

I'm sorry, people who are living a good life, please forgive me for being immoral, because every time I think about it, I, Xiao Yan, can't help but laugh.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the teacher might not only possess the specifics, but might also have regained his strength.

Yao Lao stared blankly at the palm prints he had taken casually in the distance, as well as the aftermath of the terrifying energy sweeping around. He could no longer remain calm, and his voice seemed hoarse and excited, "Dou, Dou Sheng!"

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Zhao Jie, who had a calm face. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was getting too old and daydreaming, or whether the world was too crazy.

"How did you do it? Even if I refined the bone-melting blood pill and used the body of a fighting saint, I might be able to get a glimpse of the secret of the semi-saint. You just pointed your finger... and let me...

...let me become...a Fighting Saint."

It took Yao Chen several times to finish his sentence. What was happening in front of him was really hard to accept. Dou Sheng seemed to be only a thin line away from Dou Zun, but there was a huge gap between him and Dou Zun. It was enough to make 99% of Dou Zun

despair.

Not only does fighting spirit have to reach a certain level, but it also has strict requirements on soul power, and it also requires an extraordinarily deep understanding of space. In a word, it is difficult.

Even if the foundation is very rich and there are eight ancient clans with the blood of Dou Emperor, it is not easy to break through Dou Sheng. Dou Sheng is definitely the backbone of combat power.

"You, what kind of cultivation are you?"

After just a few months of not seeing each other, they have reached this point. Yao Lao has mixed feelings in his heart. When they first met, Zhao Jie, this little guy, was just a little fighting king. After a few months of not seeing each other, he...

"Above Dou Di."

Zhao Jie didn't know what level he had reached. He himself was just a high-level god, the most ordinary high-level god. But after using the fusion of divine power, his strength would reach incredible levels, at least a hundred thousand times improvement.

The most common high-level god, the one without fusion of mystery, should be a little more powerful than the powerful Dou Emperor. He has just become Dou Emperor. With a full blow of Dou Qi, he can split the nearly 100,000-mile-long Dou Qi Continent.

The canyon is equivalent to the size of five earths. Using the earth as the unit of calculation, the combat power of the two is indeed about the same.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and there are a lot of factors including laws, spatial extent, and world intensity that need to be considered.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because no matter how strong Dou Di was, he was pushed horizontally by a punch in front of Zhao Jie. Just because his body was comparable to the main artifact, if he stood still, the aftermath of the rebound could shock Dou Di half to death.

He didn't elaborate. He just waved his hand and the surrounding space began to break. The scene was changing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled from the desert to another place.

Yao Lao and Xiao Yan are very familiar with the fiery magma. This is the magma under the Canaan College's Burning Gas Tower.

The two of them slowly raised their heads, and saw at a glance the depths of the magma, in the silent darkness, the huge thing that could not be seen to the end. It was so majestic, like a tall mountain peak, that it looked incomparably small to people.

"Could it be?"

Xiao Yan was shocked on the spot. He had never seen such a huge dragon since he was a child. Grandma, even in TV series, he didn't dare to shoot it like this.

Yao Lao, on the other hand, was well-informed, and in the blink of an eye he thought of the identity of the terrifying giant dragon in front of him, the legendary Old Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, a powerful Nine-Star Fighting Saint!

Although he is also a Fighting Saint and seems to be in the same realm as the Nine-Star Fighting Saint, the gap between them is far greater than a hundred and eighty thousand miles.

As if he sensed someone coming, the sleeping old Dragon King slowly opened his eyes, and his voice seemed extremely indifferent, "Does this person possess ancient jade?"

"No!"

"No?"

Disappointment and a hint of murderous intent flashed across the old Dragon King's eyes once again. The Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's Mansion would never allow anyone else to know.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The voice didn't seem to come from outside.

But in...

On your own head?

Old Dragon Emperor Zhukun's eyes widened, and his body that was lying lazily on the ground suddenly started to move. His previously huge body became even bigger. It took him a lot of effort to support his eyelids with his dragon claws.

I rolled my eyes hard and saw the top of my head.

In the place that I had scanned countless times with my soul power, there was actually a person standing there, and his appearance was extremely familiar.

"It's actually your boy?"

"Why did you come in here? This is a prison! You!"

"No, with your strength, how could you break in quietly?"

The old Dragon King suddenly noticed something strange. The original shock and hatred turned into incredible astonishment. He only heard Zhao Jie's chuckle, and then felt a warm and jade-like feeling.

A strange power spread in his huge body, and the blood that was originally sleeping was tumbling. Under the induction of that strange power, a qualitative leap occurred, as if he was cheering and celebrating something.

The well-informed old Dragon King suddenly had an incredible thought in his mind. In Dou Qi Continent, it would be very simple for this scene to happen.

That is, people in the family who are related by blood have become the legendary Dou Emperor!

Dou Di!

The old Dragon King opened his mouth wide, glanced at Zhao Jie's smiling face, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart, "You tnd boy are such a talent! What a tnd pervert!"

After practicing for twenty years, I originally thought that becoming a Dou Zong was the limit. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jie was braver than imagined and became a Dou Emperor directly.

I guess God’s own son will be stunned and ashamed when he comes~

This is your true son!

(End of chapter)