Hundreds Of Millions Of Layers Of Armor, The Gods Can't Do Anything To Me

Willing to introduce himself, obviously, Green Dragon has now acknowledged him because Jiang Chuan passed the test.

Jiang Chuan knew that it would definitely not be so simple here, so he only set up a checkpoint like the green dragon, and asked straightforwardly:

"What's my next test?"

Green Dragon said loudly:

"You wait here, and the second round of tests will begin immediately."

Speaking of which, the green dragon flew away from the competition platform, flew towards the distance, and soon disappeared from sight.

Not long after, the roar of the green dragon came from a distance:

"Get up, the tester has come!"

"Hurry up, or the master will send down divine punishment at that time, don't think that he can do whatever he wants without him!"

It sounds like this green dragon is telling others to wake up.

Owner?

Who is the owner of this Wanlong Tomb?

Questions like these kept popping up in Jiang Chuan's mind, but soon he stopped caring about them.

Hurrah——

When the gust of wind suddenly picked up, a blue dragon roared from afar, much faster than the previous green dragon.

The giant dragon was surrounded by wind elements, and looked like it had just woken up.

He recognized at a glance that the cyan dragon soul in front of him should be the same as the green dragon. Judging from this ability, it should be a wind elemental dragon.

"It's no wonder there was such a mess of elemental breath outside the dungeon before, it should be the problem of these elemental dragon souls..."

"It is estimated that in addition to these two elemental dragon souls, there will be ice, thunder, and fire dragons, right?"

Jiang Chuan was still analyzing the current situation, and Qinglong opposite him yawned sleepily and said:

"You're the one who got the certificate?"

It seems that the dragon soul in front of me really just woke up...

Jiang Chuan tried to talk to it:

"What's the name?"

"Wind Dragon."

This dragon talk is much less, and there is no strange tune with Jiang Chuan.

"Then if there are two Wind Dragon Souls, how should I distinguish them?"

Fenglong replied:

"How can there be so many dragon souls? This is the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons, other elemental dragons have already..."

Speaking of this, Qinglong on the opposite side suddenly trembled as if he had been whipped by a thorn, "It's not something you should know, don't need to know!"

"Next, I will test you. Under my attack, survive for two minutes."

"Don't worry, the strength this time will only be one level higher than last time."

When the time is increased by one minute, the rank is also increased by one class.

For other awakened people, the difficulty may have increased a lot. After the king state, the gap between each level is like a gap.

What's more, if you have to persist for one more minute, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

But for Jiang Chuan, there was no difference.

Jiang Chuan suddenly said:

"Then can I fight back?"

Fenglong glanced at Jiang Chuan, "Whatever you want, the test will start in ten seconds, you are ready."

It didn't say it couldn't fight back, but it didn't believe that Jiang Chuan still had the ability to fight back under his offensive.

Ten seconds later, it opened its mouth and breathed out a breath just like the green dragon.

Dragon's breath is the most common attack method used by large dragons.

The cyan dragon's breath spurted out, and the wind suddenly blew up.

The terrifying wind cut like a magic weapon and hit Jiang Chuan's body.

However, there was a clanging sound on Jiang Chuan's body, and no real damage was caused.

Jiang Chuan's easy-going attitude when facing Fenglong made the latter slightly taken aback, and couldn't help breathing out the dragon's breath again.

The violent wind became extremely violent, and the intensity had reached the sixth level of the King Realm, but Jiang Chuan still didn't have any wounds on his body.

Fenglong was a little unwilling. With Jiang Chuan's current situation, it was very easy to pass his assessment. He was preparing to work harder to improve his attack to the limit that he could really use...

A creepy feeling welled up in his heart, making him shut his mouth abruptly.

Jiang Chuan's figure had disappeared, and what stood in front of Feng Long was Jiang Chuan's afterimage.

And the Lord was already on its chest, and the long knife with the magic flames fell on it with a terrifying tearing force.

There was a loud bang as if hitting a metal plate.

The knife gang lasted for a while on the scales of the dragon soul before disappearing. Fenglong looked down at the place where he was injured, and there was a small crack.

Fenglong was shocked, and looked at Jiang Chuan in disbelief.

I am a genuine dragon, even in the state of soul body, in reality, I have the strength of the emperor!

The little guy in front of him at the early stage of King Realm can actually crack his own dragon scales.

And looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like he has exhausted his strength at all, it's just an ordinary one.

"The power of chaos???"

For this reason, Fenglong deliberately sensed his own wound, and it turned out to be the power of chaos that mainly destroys.

It realized that Jiang Chuan was not simple, even more so than the humans who came in before!

This kind of person can't measure the opponent's combat power by his own level at all. No wonder he is calm when facing his own dragon's breath, and it can even be said that he ignores his own attack.

I also asked if I could do it...

This is no joke either.

Fenglong had the urge to fight Jiang Chuan, but due to the rules, it couldn't do it.

Jiang Chuan didn't make any more moves, and neither did Feng Long.

Two minutes passed, and the gust of wind disappeared.

The figure of Jiang Chuan appeared in the huge eyes of Fenglong Dragon Soul. It looked Jiang Chuan squarely and commented:

"You are very nice, we will see you later."

"I hope we can play a good game by then!"

Jiang Chuan nodded, and naturally accepted this request. Due to the influence of Zhanlong's blood, this war is what he wished for!

...

Fenglong left the competition stage.

After a while, there was thunder in the sky.

A flash of lightning shot from a distance, and a purple dragon soul appeared in front of Jiang Chuan.

"The next thing is my test, just persist for three minutes under my attack."

The purple dragon soul sat in the air in a very comfortable posture.

"According to the rules, my attack limit will not exceed the seventh level of King Realm."

"The preparation time is ten seconds. Of course, if you feel that it is not enough, you can give you some time. Tell me when you are done."

Its character seems to be completely different from Lei Ting, the contrast is too bad, it looks like a normal person, it seems that it is not here to test Jiang Chuan, but to play...

"Then let's start directly."

Jiang Chuan said casually.

Zilong also responded, snapping its fingers very anthropomorphically.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt fell from the sky. It didn't do any low-to-high drama like the previous two, but directly raised the intensity of the thunder to the highest level.

In terms of difficulty, it is more difficult than before, but in terms of habit, this attack method is easier to build tolerance...

Jiang Chuan didn't dodge or dodge, let the lightning hit him, and he was able to pass the level easily with just relying on Yuanlong's battle body...