Prehistoric, choose the mythical Da Luofa at the start

Chapter 117 Under one palm, they are all ants!

"Without further ado."

"Let's fight Chaos!"

Zu Long snorted coldly and directly invited to fight.

In the battle between the two sub-sages, although the offensive and lethality is not as good as that of the saints, there is still no problem in breaking down and breaking the barriers of the prehistoric space.

What's more, this place is still an important place for the dragon clan, but Zulong is unwilling to fight here.

"Land of Chaos?"

"There is no need for this, one move is enough to suppress you!"

The corner of Liu Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he said lightly.

The wind is light and the clouds are calm, without any pretentiousness, but in the eyes of Zulong and Qinglong, Liu Xuan is so crazy that he despises the enemy.

"Arrogant, let this ancestor experience your strength!"

Zulong was so angry that he was laughed at by Liu Xuan's contempt on the spot.

He, Ancestral Dragon, was a top-notch congenital sage, and his prestige overwhelmed the prehistoric times for a time, even Hongjun Daozu, who was fit for the Tao, would call him a fellow Taoist.

When had he been so humiliated!

With a single step, the ancient aura of the wilderness erupted, fists clenched tightly, and the dragon swung its tail, containing the power of countless yuanhui's perception, and quickly attacked Liu Xuan.

When its body shape moves.

It is majestic and majestic, and circles of energy ripples are released from the whole body, and a trace of spatial cracks is looming, sweeping the entire bottom of the East China Sea.

The green dragon on the side was the closest, and felt the terrifying power of brother Zulong in an instant, moved his body, and retreated violently.

His strength is still a little lower, and this level of battle is no longer something he can participate in, and it is even dangerous to watch the battle nearby.

"Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."

"With the power of the nine great ways, it's no wonder that Zulong's strength can be promoted to the sub-sage's cultivation base. This background is quite profound."

"If it wasn't for the boundless murderous evil created by the dragon clan, and the calamity and aura entangled in it, I am afraid that this ancestor dragon will be the second person to break through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian."

Facing Zulong's fierce power, Liu Xuan didn't blink his eyes.

With just one look, [-]% to [-]% of Zulong's true details can be perceived.

And the next moment.

Zulong's fierce and terrifying punch was aimed at Liu Xuan's head, he himself was a little shocked, why didn't Liu Xuan dodge?
With this punch of myself, even if it was hit by the innate treasure, it would still have a big hole, let alone a head of flesh and blood!

Half of the punch fell, seeing that Liu Xuan still didn't dodge.

He couldn't help but withdrew a little bit of strength, so as not to kill Liu Xuan on the spot, and make the Dragon Clan lose a powerful town general.

"You give me a chance to survive."

"Then I will give you one too."

Liu Xuan's face was quite calm, and he smiled slightly.

heard.

Zulong looked shocked, and looked at Liu Xuan with some astonishment in his eyes.

At this time, this person is still showing off his abilities. Could it be that he really has something to rely on?No matter, once this punch falls, everything will be known.

In an instant.

Zulong gathered the power of nine kinds of great powers, twisted them into one strand, and exploded in unison, already a fist distance in front of Liu Xuan.

puff!
There was a slight sound.

The spatial position at the center of the battle collapsed rapidly, the space was shattered, and wisps of ferocious air waves spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

Because the two are in the treasure house.

The treasure house sensed that the crisis was coming, and a pale white light curtain appeared, which was the innate formation of the treasure house.

Whoa!
But this innate formation was useless, and before he could last a single breath, he was shattered by the fierce air wave released from the center of the battle.

"Brother Zulong's strength has grown again."

"The Liu Zu of the human race, can you still catch it?"

As the only spectator, Qinglong had lingering fears about the aftermath of the battle, so he took a step forward and retreated a large distance again.

Consciousness and eyes looked into the treasure house together.

He wanted to see who would win and who lost, but found that he couldn't see, and his quasi-sacred consciousness couldn't even get close to the center of the battle.

In the middle of the battle, two figures seemed to have stopped.

One person looked indifferent, free and easy.

The situation of the other person was dire, his face was pale, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he knelt directly on the ground, his eyes were absent-minded and mixed with a trace of despair.

His aura was even weaker to the extreme, and he was seriously injured and endangered.

why?
why?
Why can't I even take a single blow from this person? What level of cultivation is this person? Why is his strength so far superior to mine? ! !

Zulong's eyes were confused, and each of them flickered with doubts.

He punched out just now, but the next scene abruptly shattered his concept of cultivating immortals and deeply shocked his heart.

Liu Xuan just responded with an ordinary slap, that slap didn't have any power, it was nothing special, but after receiving it.

Zulong changed color on the spot.

Liu Xuan's palm was too terrifying, it instantly shattered his nine powers of the Great Dao, and tens of thousands of tyrannical forces poured into his body, colliding unscrupulously.

In just one palm, he had severely injured [-]%.

At this time, Zu Long also recalled Liu Xuan's last words, if you give me a chance to live, I will give you one too.

he thinks.

It may be because of his own strength, he survived just now.

otherwise.

With one palm, they are all ants!

When the layers of intense aftermath of the battle dissipated and the space collapsed and stabilized, Qinglong could see the scene in the middle of the battle again.

But at first sight, he regretted it.

Qinglong couldn't believe this fact.

Eyes wide open, mouth opened into an O-shape, unable to utter a word, heart horrified, an unbelievable thought popped up:

"Impossible, impossible!"

"How could Brother Zulong lose to that person? How could Brother Zulong be defeated and suppressed by that person in a face-to-face meeting?!"

"This seat is not talking nonsense!"

"There is no need to go to the land of chaos, one move is enough."

"Now, Zulong and Qinglong, it's time to figure out how to deal with this seat's revenge."

Liu Xuan didn't kill him.

He raised his hand to grab it, and a giant palm condensed from the primordial mana, powerful and majestic, grabbed the green dragon some distance away from here.

Qinglong's face was flustered, and he wanted to run away.

But he found that, just like before, the surrounding space had long been locked and imprisoned, and he had no ability to move at all.

After a while.

The three stood together again.

Liu Xuan is opposite.

Qinglong supported the seriously injured and endangered brother Zulong. The two looked at Liu Xuan with panic and lingering fear, and could only wait for the final judgment.

"I want the last half of the dragon clan's heritage."

"What other conditions are there? Tell me again. If not, don't blame me for flattening the high-level forces of the Dragon Clan and making the Dragon Clan completely reduced to a low-level clan."

Liu Xuan glanced at the two of them, waved his sleeves, and wisps of Primordial Mana flew out, plundering the innate treasures in the treasury.

Fangcai.

The aftermath of the battle was a bit fierce, the space collapsed, the bottom of the sea shook, and these only half of the foundation were destroyed by the aftermath.

Still, many survived.

(End of this chapter)