Great Primordial: I Am Heavenly Emperor Ziwei

Chapter 274: The Law of Devouring, the Blood Mosquito Shows Its Evil (Wish you good health!)

For Huang Long.

Daoist Mosquito also knows something about it.

but.

Daoist Huang Long’s presence in School of Enlightenment is really not high.

He does not have many spirit treasures like other Twelve Golden Immortals, nor does he have a moral tradition, nor does he have many records of actions.

Nothing can even make people feel that Huang Long is not even a disciple of School of Enlightenment.

However.

His status as one of the Twelve Golden Immortals destined him to be extraordinary.

At the North Pole Palace.

Zhou Chen looked at the picture coming from the star mirror.

Huang Long in the original trajectory was called Sanwu Taoist.

Yet looking at the entire Investiture of the Gods.

Huang Long is the only one who has survived the entire Investiture of the Gods with a very poor record.

Just that is enough to indicate something.

From Zhou Chen's current perspective.

The situation of "183", which was not clear at first, is now very clear.

Huang Long was able to survive the Tribulation of Reckoning.

It's entirely because of his own strength.

His true body is Ying Long who survived the Long Han catastrophe.

I became a member of School of Enlightenment for some unknown reason.

Now he has cultivated to the perfect state of Golden Immortal of the Great Way.

As an ancient existence that survived the Longhan catastrophe.

Naturally very tyrannical.

but.

What he is facing now is the Blood WInged Black Mosquito, a vicious beast that also lives for a very long time.

The ending may not be as Huang Long expected.

As a dragon.

The most powerful one is naturally the Dragon Clan.

"Groan!"

An extremely joyful dragon roar came from the sky.

Since the defeat in the Longhan Catastrophe.

It's been a long time since Huang Long showed up so wantonly.

The black and yellow color symbolizes supreme nobility, and symbolizes the huge wings of the world-famous dragon.

Just show this figure.

There will be violent fluctuations and constant oscillations.

The space is filled with dense cracks, like a mirror about to shatter.

Tall, majestic, wild, and ancient aura emanated from Huang Long's body.

This breath.

Only by personally going through countless years and ruling the Great Primordial, a Tribulation of Reckoning, can the temperament be precipitated.

Looking down at everything from a high place, all living beings are just ants!

All of a sudden.

Even the School of Enlightenment disciples who were watching the battle felt the charm of this senior brother who had always been silent.

Most of them have never seen the invincibility of the dragons before the two Tribulation of Reckoning.

Now see Huang Long.

It really has an amazing feeling.

Daoist Mosquito looked at Huang Long's figure blocking the sky and the sun in front of him.

Tsk-tsk in admiration.

At this time, he naturally understood the difference between Daoist Huang Long and those stinky fish and shrimps in front of him.

Feeling his abundant mana and powerful claws.

Huang Long flaps his wings.

He, Huang Long (Ying Long) is the only dragon with big wings in the dragon tribe.

Fan three times in a row.

Among the many levels of laws of the Golden Immortal of the Great Way.

It was like hearing the sound of sonorous drums.

In an instant, a storm-like situation arose, and the light and darkness of the void alternated instantly, giving off an unpredictable atmosphere of wind and rain.

Dragons are naturally close to water, and they are also naturally able to control the wind.

Under his dragon wings.

There are so many masters of the three clans who have fallen.

The wind is howling and the rain is roaring.

In the midst of wind and rain.

It shows endless sharpness.

The sharp, invisible sword light flew towards Daoist Mosquito in a legal sense, clearly intending to kill him in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

More than that.

Huang Long came out this time.

Then he thought about using a sure-kill technique on Daoist Mosquito.

"The Jade Pure One Refa."

As the voice fell.

Endless thunder and fire were generated between his claws.

This is a divine thunder that is only one level lower than the Zixiao Thunder Method.

Restrain evil.

"Huang Long drags its tail."

"Ying Long painted the ground.

"...

"..."

"...

The powerful tail is like depicting the most beautiful picture in the world, shattering the sky and the earth into pieces.

Every move is like a natural disaster.

That’s awesome!

Every time Huang Long swings his tail, the surrounding space is subverted.

The black-yellow dragon's body continued to surge, blocking the line of sight as it twisted and straightened.

Jiang Ziya turned his attention to Chi Jing'zi, feeling worried.

"Senior Brother Chi Jing'zi, Senior Brother Huang Long, is this really okay?"

Chi Jing'zi looked at the shining scales on the dragon's body and chuckled.

"Junior Brother Huang Long is blessed with the ability to escape from the Long Han catastrophe with a tyrannical dragon body that is almost immortal. He clearly understands the law of force. Under Pseudo Saint, except for us Twelve Golden Immortals, there should be no one who can display the dragon body. The opponent of my junior brother."

Chi Jing'zi's voice was very calm, without any panic...

This is based on his judgment after practicing countless Primordial Epochs at Mt. Kunlun.

"You are not the Golden Immortal of the Great Way, so naturally you don't know the difference between the Golden Immortal of the Great Way."

"Earthly Dao has not yet reached perfection, so how many brilliant methods can Daoist Mosquito learn from Ming He? What he will experience must be failure."

Hear Chi Jing'zi's words.

Jiang Ziya was completely relieved.

However, the eyes of Medicine Master Wang Fo in the distance flashed.

I thought to myself: School of Enlightenment are mostly arrogant people.

Just now, their thousands of Buddhist disciples have proven that Daoist Mosquito has almost everything under control.

Daoist Mosquito replaced Ming He in this game.

It was clearly a decisive battle.

and.

His clairvoyance did not notice Daoist Mosquito's slightest panic.

certainly.

This is his own observation as a Pseudo Saint.

but.

Medicine Master Wang Fo had no intention of telling anyone about his hunger discovery.

There are only forces that are equally traumatized.

Only then will the alliance be more united.

Only then will the union between their Buddhism and School of Enlightenment become even closer.

Huang Long's fierce power filled the sky and the earth with coercion, and the dragon's tail swept across and divided it into two.

Faced with such fierce power.

Daoist Mosquito is exactly as peaceful as Medicine King Buddha said.

If Huang Long didn't show his true colors, maybe he would still be a little hesitant.

But after learning that Huang Long is actually from the dragon clan.

All of his worries were put aside.

Chapter 4.2 on the basics.

His Blood WInged Black Mosquito is not a vegetarian either.

"Hmph, the law of swallowing!"

"Swallow it!"

In front of Daoist Mosquito.

A dark cave of endless depth appears in the Great Primordial.

The space collapsed, and all the energy, law power, and aura power that attacked Daoist Mosquito were directly swallowed.

The two most profound laws that Daoist Mosquito practices are the law of blood and the law of devouring.

And this black hole.

It is the supreme magical power derived from the law of devouring.

In the black hole.

It's a terrifying suction force.

Everything around him seemed to be swallowed up in a swirl of heaven and earth.

In the black hole.

There is a vague intention to restore chaos.

However.

It doesn't just devour these.

The unpredictable power continues unabated, swallowing up the huge existence that is winding in the sky!