Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

In an instant, seventy-four true dragons rushed out of his body, and forty-nine true dragons covered the entire arena.

The violent mana surged, even the ascetic monks, Xuan Qing, Feng Qingyang, Fei Wuji and others who were fighting in the melee were stunned.

Each fire dragon was as big as a planet. Under Li Chenhe's control, forty-nine fire dragons roared down.

Such a spectacular and terrifying attack shocked the hearts of the other seven major forces. ??

This second prince of the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty is too powerful, probably far more powerful than the other seven geniuses!

Wu Zhan also felt the power of the real dragon. He went all out and stamped his feet on the ground, roaring crazily.

The mace in his hand danced, and he instantly rushed towards the fire dragon that was galloping down.

"Boom!" The first real dragon roared down, surging with huge mana, but was shattered alive by Wu Zhan's mace.

But this is only the first one, there are forty-eight fire dragons.

The violent impact caused the entire arena to collapse. At this time, all the other geniuses stopped and watched this scene.

The real dragon roared, tearing apart the space and impacting downward one after another.

"The first one!"

"Article 2!"

"Article 3!"

"Article 4!"

"The fifth!"

"Article 6!"

Until the ninth fire dragon rushed down, the power of one set was stronger than the other.

Wu Zhan could no longer hold on, and the mace in his hand was shattered. His bronze skin was also covered with wounds, and the blood of the Wu clan spilled down.

Wu Zhan fell down, holding his hands on the ground with difficulty, gritting his teeth and looking unyielding.

Li Chenhe, who was in the air, seemed to have been used to all this for a long time. His face was expressionless and he was staring down coldly.

"Seven of you, come together to save time!" Li Chenhe shouted coldly.

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No one dared to say anything anymore. The strength of Wu Zhan had been seen by all, but even Wu Zhan could not withstand the attack of the real dragon transformed from the dragon energy of the emperor.

Seventy-seven forty-nine real dragons, Wu Zhanzhi resisted nine attacks, and the mace was shattered.

If it were any one of them, who could bear it? "

"This kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!" Hao Weiren was a little surprised. The attack power of the Emperor's Dragon Qi was indeed strong.

Although he is a veteran at the peak of his ability to transform into gods, he may not be able to withstand seven or forty-nine consecutive attacks from real dragons.

"Yes, no wonder this person has a bad reputation. He is indeed very capable." Xing Wuya praised.

"I'm afraid this person still has hidden strength!" Taiyin Sect Master analyzed.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at the Taiyin Sect Master. The Taiyin Sect Master shook his head. He was just relying on his own intuition.

At this time, Su Bai suddenly said, "That's true, this person does have hidden strength."

"But the Witch Clan warrior is not defeated yet!"

Sure enough, just as Su Bai finished speaking, the witch battle that was about to end stood up again.

Wu Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there were many bones exposed on his tall body.

"You are strong, but I can still fight!" Wu Zhan roared, and his body grew rapidly in an instant.

A distant aura of vicissitudes of life emerged from his body, a kind of peerless aura.

Everyone was surprised, looking at the sudden change in the witch battle, and they didn't know why.

At this time, other members of the Wu clan roared with excitement.

"Ouch!"

"The blood of the ancestors!"

"The bloodline of the ancestor has awakened!"

Su Bai's blood was boiling at this time. He could sense that a huge power was awakening in Wu Zhan's body. Although it was only a weak trace, it was terrifying beyond words.

"Chi You's blood?" Su Bai said to himself.

He was a little curious about the once legendary figure on this earth.

If he goes by the description passed down by word of mouth, Su Bai infers that Chi You is at least a half-step immortal master, and is even suspected to be a real immortal-level existence.

But he couldn't remember anything more, as if a force had naturally erased his memory of Chi You.

Wu Zhan suddenly became stronger, his momentum was like a rainbow, as if there was a peerless ferocious beast dormant in his body, which made people shudder.

But Li Chenhe didn't pay attention. He glanced coldly at Wu Zhan, who had turned into the size of a mountain. Then with a wave of his hand, a real dragon rushed down with a roar.

The real dragon struck Wu Zhan's body with the destructive imperial dragon energy, and it shattered on its own, but Wu Zhan didn't move at all.

"Very good, I want to see how many real dragon attacks you can withstand!" Li Chenhe sneered, moved his hands, and the imperial dragon energy reappeared.

But this time there were not seven or forty-nine real dragons, but only one real dragon.

The difference is that the power of this real dragon and the realism of its size are far greater than the previous forty-nine combined.

The true dragon condensed into shape, surging with destructive power, comparable to a star.

"Kill!" Li Chenhe waved his hand in the air, and the real dragon roared, shaking the space extremely unstable.

In an instant, the ground was torn apart, and even the leaders of the major forces above the stands were shocked.

Li Chen Tianhe's strength is probably no longer inferior to them, or even surpasses them.

Facing this giant dragon that was destroying heaven and earth, it roared and its claws shone with golden light, almost condensing into reality.

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However, Li Chentian, the eldest prince of the Eastern Barren Dynasty, had to sigh with emotion that his younger brother was indeed extremely talented and had actually cultivated the imperial dragon energy to such an extent.

At this moment, other members of the Wu Clan, including the leader of the Wu Clan, couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I thought that Wu Zhan was the only member of the Wu clan who had inherited a trace of the ancestor's blood in his body for thousands of years. His talent was enough to defeat the rest of the group in this Dao Discussion Conference.

But I didn't expect that the second prince of the Donghuang Dynasty would be so powerful, even surpassing the peak existences like them who had cut themselves off.

"Roar!" Wu Zhan's momentum was not weak either. His feet shook the ground and he roared at the swooping dragon.

The giant dragon surged with violent power and tore everything into pieces. In the blink of an eye, it swooped down and submerged Wu Zhan's body as big as a mountain.

No one knew what happened. The entire arena was shaking. If it weren't for the protection of the special formation, the arena would have been shattered long ago.

The Imperial Dragon Qi spread, and at the same time, rays of light emerged, filled with ancient aura.

The mana fluctuates, and even the monks at the peak of divine transformation dare not easily detect their spiritual thoughts, because then their spiritual thoughts will be shattered by the terrifying power.

Finally, the aftermath dissipated, and several shocking large holes appeared on the ground.

Wu Zhan's body shape has returned to normal, with his hands on the ground, blood lying at the corners of his mouth, and scars left on his bronze skin.

"I lost!" Wu Zhan said honestly with a sad face.

"Clan leader, clansmen, I lost, I am ashamed of my ancestors!" Wu Zhan shouted in frustration.

At this moment, the whole place was silent, no one dared to speak, and there was a sound of hunting wind.

Everyone looked at Li Chenhe, who was standing high in the air with his hands behind his back.

"Are you going to continue fighting?" Li Chenhe looked around like a king and shouted softly.