The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 468

"What's going on?" Ling Feng was wondering, when a message came from Mo Yujian, Ling Feng understood instantly!
This is Heavenly Tribulation. When anyone steps on the god level, they are a challenge to this world, so the law of heaven and earth will send down Heavenly Tribulation to stop it!As long as you can overcome the catastrophe, you can embark on the supreme road and become a real god-level master!
This is what Mo Yujian told Ling Feng!

Ling Feng looked up, is this a catastrophe?It's really scary enough!

Dark clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it!For the first time, Ling Feng felt his insignificance in front of the power of heaven and earth!

Facing the coercion of heaven and earth, the black flood dragon hissed and roared, without any fear, on the contrary, it was like provoking Heavenly Tribulation!
Rumble!When the black clouds were all condensed in the sky above the dragon, a streak of purple actually appeared in the black clouds.

"It's coming soon!" Ling Feng looked up with expectant eyes. This kind of scene almost only exists in legends, but today, Ling Feng was able to see the goal for himself, so he was naturally looking forward to it.

With a click, a purple lightning shot down from the black cloud in an instant, and hit the black flood dragon heavily.

Roar!The body of the black flood dragon trembled. It was obvious that the purple lightning was very powerful to him!

Following the launch of this purple lightning, Hei Yun seemed to be offended by the dragon!
Click, click, boom, boom!Countless lightning strikes towards the black flood dragon one after another!

One, two... ten, twenty...

In these continuous thunder and lightning, the huge body of the black flood dragon was splattered with blood, and the blood of the flood dragon continuously sprinkled on the ground like rain, and the fiery dragon blood instantly made the whole land boil!
"So strong!" Ling Feng couldn't help admiring him!
Although he has no friendship with Jiaolong, but under so many such powerful thunder and lightning, Jiaolong can still hold his head stubbornly and not succumb to the catastrophe. Just this kind of spirit and will is enough to make people awe-inspiring !
I don't know how long it took, more than a hundred thunderbolts struck down from the black clouds, but the dragon was still flying in the air. Although its aura was already very weak, it still didn't give up.

At this moment, the color of the black cloud has also become much lighter. Obviously, so many thunder and lightning have consumed too much power of the black cloud!If the guess is correct, the catastrophe will soon be over. If Jiaolong really survives this catastrophe, he can really transform into a dragon!
The black cloud kept rolling, but the thunder and lightning did not strike for a long time, and there was a trace of vigilance in Jiaolong's huge eyes.

This is like the calm before the storm. Obviously, the black clouds are gathering the final blow!
Finally, a thunderbolt shot down from the black cloud, and this lightning bolt was unexpectedly colorful, and hit the black flood dragon's forehead fiercely!
Roar!Jiaolong's body trembled, and with a mournful cry, he fell heavily from the air and landed in Miao Yunling, the whole Miao Yunling shook!

After the last thunder and lightning struck, the black clouds gradually dissipated, and the bright sunshine once again shone in Miao Yunling.

But the Black Flood Dragon lay quietly in the valley, the aura on his body was barely visible.

"Did it fail?" For some reason, a flash of sadness flashed across Ling Feng's heart.

As powerful as a dragon, should he also submit to fate and laws?
"No, my destiny is in my own hands!" Ling Feng held Mo Yujian tightly subconsciously: "No matter what is blocking me in front of me, I will cut it off with one sword. In this world, no one can control me God's will! Not even the sky!"

Mo Yujian felt Ling Feng's will, and also made a buzzing sound of joy.

At this time, Jiaolong's huge body moved, and then he raised his huge head, looking at the sky where the dark clouds dissipated, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Waves of white light emanated from Jiaolong's body. Under this soft white light, those injuries on Jiaolong's body that were visible to the bone were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Could it be a success?" Ling Feng was a little surprised, but it seemed that Jiaolong had the last laugh!
"Haha, I succeeded in the end!" Jiaolong raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice was full of joy.

Ling Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, the success of Jiaolong transforming into a dragon is a victory of Jiaolong's will!

But not long after this joy, Jiaolong's panicked voice came: "Why? Why did I succeed in transforming the dragon? But why is my power dissipating rapidly?"

The white light disappeared, and the injuries on Jiaolong's body were completely recovered, but what shocked Ling Feng was that Jiaolong's body kept shrinking, and finally turned into that old man, but this old man didn't have any strength!

"Why!" Jiaolong was a little angry: "God, I have clearly passed the catastrophe, why can't I succeed in transforming into a dragon? Why has my power completely disappeared? Why is this!"

After shouting wildly, a look of desolation flashed in the old man's eyes: "Hehe, so it is like this, the way of heaven is closed, and there is no god in the world! No wonder I will fail, that's how it is, that's how it is!"

Ling Feng walked over with his sword in hand, looking at the lonely old man, he didn't know what to say.

"Young man, you..." The old man raised his head to look at Ling Feng, and then his gaze was attracted by the long sword in Ling Feng's hand: "This is..."

"This is the long sword flying out of the town dragon pillar!" Ling Feng said lightly.

The old man took a deep breath, and looked at Ling Feng with strange eyes: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you got Xuanyuanjian's approval, I really don't know what kind of shit luck you got!"

Ling Feng was stunned, and he raised his sword: "You said this is the Xuanyuan Sword? Is it the legendary emperor's sword, the Xuanyuan Sword?"

The old man looked contemptuous: "What are you thinking! How could it be the Xuanyuan Sword? It is just a phantom of the Xuanyuan Sword! The real Xuanyuan Sword is the treasure of heaven and earth, a single swing of the sword is enough to shatter the void, just rely on it ? Tut tut!"

At this time, Mo Yujian's sword body was trembling constantly, as if he was very angry at the old man's words, as if he was refuting something!
The old man said disdainfully: "You do have the aura of Xuanyuan Sword on your body, but after so many years, how much strength do you still have? Now it's just a relatively sharp flying sword. How powerful is Xuanyuan Sword? How about I apologize to you even if I lose if I play one out of ten thousand?"

From the words of the old man, Ling Feng felt a strong resentment.

Thinking about it, Jiaolong has been suppressed by Mo Yujian for thousands of years, how could he not have resentment in his heart?
Ling Feng touched Mo Yujian and comforted it in a low voice, which made Mo Yujian calm down.

Jiaolong looked at Ling Feng with complicated eyes: "Hey, it's really unpredictable. I didn't expect him to be subdued by you! Although I belittled it, it is indeed the only phantom Xuanyuanjian left on the earth. It recognized you. It means that Xuanyuanjian approves of you!"

As he said that, the old man half-kneeled on the ground and said to Ling Feng: "Old Ao Yun, I have seen the successor of the Yellow Emperor!"

(End of this chapter)