Chapter 385: Fighting in the Ninth Heaven!
The well-informed Gou Li was shocked by Long Aotian's achievements.
He knows very well that the gold content of the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel is even more difficult than breaking through the Immortal Lord.
There is no one who can break through the extreme realm and fight against the sky!
Terribly strong!
"Haha, the ten-turn fairy wheel 꼊," Ye Junlin's eyes showed strong interest.
So far, his fairy wheel has only had one turn, but it has not hindered his actual performance.
Because he relied on too many methods, even without the assistance of the fairy wheel, he would still kill indiscriminately in this realm.
Now that he saw Long Aotian displaying the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel, and his posture looked very bluffing, Ye Junlin suddenly felt interesting and wanted to try out the power of this state.
"Shiver, ants!"
Listening to the various exclamations in his ears, Long Aotian's expression was full of pride, and he was extremely proud of himself.
It seemed that everyone's reaction was what he expected!
The next second, his stern gaze was cast on Ye Junlin. Seeing the other party's calm and composed look, Long Aotian couldn't help but frown, feeling a little puzzled.
Is this guy pretending to be calm?
Yes, it must be like this. In fact, I am already scared to death!
Thinking of this, Long Aotian's brows relaxed and he sneered: "Ye, you just said you wanted me to give you an explanation?"
"What a big joke!"
"I, Long Aotian, have done my best throughout my life, why do I need to explain it to you!!!"
The majestic voice exploded like thunder from the sky, echoing in the sky. Many people felt the domineering meaning in it, and their hearts were shaken.
Long Aotian's black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were so bright, and he had such a terrifying aura that shook the sky, as if even the sun and moon above his head were spinning around him.
It can be said that I am the only one in heaven and below!
"good!"
Mr. Canglang's blood boiled with excitement and he clapped his hands.
"Um?"
Everyone cast strange looks.
"Old man, which side are you specializing in?" Li Wujie had a kind expression on his face, and he ducked to Canglang Jun's side, pulled out a long sword and put it on his neck, gritting his teeth.
Realizing his gaffe, Mr. Canglang was sweating profusely on the spot.
With a sad face, he hurriedly explained:
"No, don't get me wrong. I just have a strong sense of empathy and my personal position is very clear..."
Li Wujie heard this excuse, turned to look at Ye Junlin, and said seriously: "Master, how should we deal with such a traitor?"
"Forget it," Ye Junlin waved his hands angrily, not bothering to argue.
"Old guy, remember to be careful what you say in the future!" Li Wujie warned, glaring.
Feeling the blade leave his neck, Lord Canglang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Definitely next time!"
now.
Faced with Long Aotian's arrogant words and deeds, Ye Junlin shook his head, "You are pretending to be cool in front of me. Do you have my consent?"
With that said, he ducked away and punched Long Aotian directly.
The fist is densely covered with golden light, as bright as the sun, containing extremely terrifying power and the aura of defeat in battle.
"Well done!"
Long Aotian shouted loudly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
He was thinking of taking this opportunity to suppress Ye Junlin and replace him as the new leader of the Immortal Alliance.
Whoa, the palm turned into a dragon's claw and slapped it away fiercely, lingering with terrifying arrogance.
boom! !
The explosion was earth-shattering, and a huge mushroom cloud rose high.
"Huh?" Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, very happy that his fist was blocked.
If it were another Immortal Emperor, it would be so minor if he was seriously injured and dying! The kind that will explode into pieces if you touch it directly!
It can be seen that this guy named Long Aotian does have something in it!
What Ye Junlin knew, Long Aotian was even more shocked.
Because the punch just now made him almost have the urge to vomit blood...
"I have the strength of the ten-turn fairy wheel, but I will lose! What's more, the opponent hasn't even moved the fairy wheel yet!"
Long Aotian suppressed the shock in his heart, adjusted his condition and continued to attack.
Swish swish swish~
His figure began to change unpredictably and elusively, and his aura was ethereal and illusory.
This is a top-notch dragon movement technique, Longyou Jiutian Steps!
Suddenly, sharp sounds of tearing cloth were heard.
The densely packed dragon claw hands erupted violently, with momentum as fierce as a gust of wind and rain. This 놆놊 wanted to give his opponent any chance to breathe.
With a powerful offensive combined with body skills, it can be said that there are no flaws.
"Interesting," Ye Junlin didn't panic at all and responded with ease.
Boom boom boom, golden fist lights flew, and a series of big explosions occurred in the air.
The two sides fought back and forth, very fiercely.
"True Dragon Fighting Technique!"
Long Aotian was furious, exuding the ferocious aura of a vast old man. His offensive became hundreds of times more powerful than before. With each punch and kick, the void collapsed, forming a twisted black hole.
Feeling the sudden increase in pressure, Ye Junlin not only did not lose his position, but became more and more excited.
I saw that his loose muscles and bones were stretched, and the blood in his body seemed to be ignited and became boiling!
"Yes, it's just this kind of feeling, this kind of contradictory feeling!"
Ye Junlin was in agitated mood, his long snow-white hair was dancing wildly, and his black robe embroidered with gold was making a sound.
"Damn it, how can it be..."
The more Long Aotian fought, the more frightened he became, his scalp numb, and he felt that the young man in front of him was just a humanoid monster.
You know, he is a noble dragon, and he is also the strongest hybrid alien in the history of the dragon!
In terms of close combat, how many Immortal Emperor-level creatures could resist, and were instantly crushed into powder by his offensive? !
What's more, he also has the blessing effect of the ten-turn fairy wheel, and his killing power should be invincible in the world.
Unexpectedly, this person not only blocked him, but also fought him to such a fierce step. It was unprecedented and a miracle.
"Okay, so strong..."
Qinglian Sword Immortal's breathing was extremely rapid, his pupils were trembling, and he could barely hold the sword in his hand firmly.
During this time, his cultivation has returned to the Immortal Emperor realm, and he is confident that with the more complete Qinglian sword technique, he can reach the pinnacle level of the Immortal Emperor's powerful ranks.
However, after seeing this level of fighting with his own eyes, Qinglian Sword Immortal suddenly had the illusion that if he were thrown in, he would soon be beaten to ashes in the chaos!
"Tell me, who will win?"
"Is this still a question? You must be our leader Ye!"
"Yes, although the Dragon Clan is very strong, we prefer Leader Ye to win!"
"Come on, Leader Ye! Defeat that evil dragon!"
Obviously, the battle between Long Aotian and Ye Junlin was not only the focus of Xuantian Saint, but also the focus of everyone's attention in Taixuan Prefecture.
Countless people held their breath to witness this peerless showdown.
Among them, one of the gang leaders of our gang slapped the table angrily and gritted his teeth:
"Damn it, the Dragon Clan is crazy, right? You dare to cause trouble for Leader Ye. Give me an order. All members of the gang must order a dragon service tonight to relieve their anger!"
"The gang leader is wise!"
The younger brothers raised their arms and shouted excitedly.
Boom boom boom~
The battle gradually entered a fierce stage.
The two figures fought fiercely, and the battle reached the nine heavens, stirring up violent airflow and tearing apart the sky for thousands of miles. The scene was very scary.
During this period, Ye Junlin relied on the comprehensive blessings of the Supreme Bone, the Body Art of Destruction, the Fighting Holy Fist and the Ninth-Rank Immortal. Although he was defeated in the battle, he was able to deal with the terrifying flaw of the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel. Clearer understanding!
According to the introduction of the system, the ten-turn Immortal Wheel is equivalent to the powerful blessing of one hundred thousand ordinary Immortal Emperors.
껩Just 놆In a sense, he 놆will fight against one hundred thousand Immortal Emperors on his own 껣꺆!
Even this is far from enough, because after this huge amount of energy changes qualitatively, the threat it brings greatly exceeds the sum of the quantity!
Moreover, Ye Junlin, the strongest mutant of the dragon clan and the undisputed king in the field of close combat, competed so well as a human being. In the eyes of many monks watching the battle, he was almost like a god!
"This is Long Aotian's true ability..." Gou Li put down the big bone in his hand and said solemnly.
To be honest, if Ye Junlin hadn't appeared, he would have even regarded Long Aotian as the one favored by heaven, bet the future of Kunlun Realm on him, and follow him willingly.
Because as early as the ancient times, Long Aotian's experience was full of legends, and he walked the truly invincible path without defeat!
Therefore, when Long Aotian appears in this era, it means that if 놊 shows up unexpectedly, there will be no opponent for him in the Kunlun world!
Unfortunately, the idea still appeared.
In Gou Li's eyes, Ye Junlin was a freak of talent, and before he became an Immortal Emperor, he was a legendary ninth-grade immortal. This kind of qualification was simply unprecedented.
Therefore, Gou Li is more willing to believe that Ye Junlin is the greatest hope for the Kunlun world in the future!
"I, Long Aotian, will lose! Absolutely!"
Long Aotian's emotions almost got out of control and he was completely furious.
With the blessing of the ten-turn fairy wheel, he also captured this human monk, which was simply a shame for him!
Dong dong dong dong...
Long Aotian's heart beat like a drum, the dragon blood in his body was boiling like magma, and there were countless dark golden dragon auras surrounding his body.
Those majestic and cold eyes shot out two beams of bright light that cracked the sky, and a deafening dragon roar came from his mouth.
"Ho~~~"
The dragon's roar contained endless anger and resounded through the sky, shaking the mountains thousands of miles around.
This activated the top talent and magical power, and the dragon's blood boiled!
In this special state, the angrier the emotion, the stronger the strength. At this time, Long Aotian was already extremely angry.
Now he can kill the Immortal Lord!
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