Armor: Expelled and transformed into armor in front of the entire school

The Shadow Emperor, despite being struck by his own powerful punch, did not even stagger back half a step.

Without even using any defensive measures, it simply blocked the attack with its breastplate.

What terrifying defensive capabilities!

The Shadow Emperor chuckled and puffed out his chest.

A gust of wind erupted from his body, and the figure of the Hell-faced Asura was instantly blasted back more than a hundred meters away.

Duanmu Yan steadied herself and landed on the ground, creating two deep furrows in the yellow earth beneath her feet.

"Huh, huh-"

He adjusted his breathing, trying his best to remain calm in the face of such a powerful enemy.

"Hehe, how about it, all sweaty?" The Shadow Emperor chuckled, taking a step and instantly appearing before Duanmu Yan.

She suddenly grabbed his neck, so fast that Duanmu Yan didn't even have time to react.

At this moment, Duanmu Yan's breathing was monopolized by the large hand, and her heart was pounding wildly.

The automatic defense system of the Hell-Faced Asura, which usually blocked countless attacks for Duanmu Yan, was now useless in the hands of the Shadow Emperor.

The purple lightning struck his hand as if he felt nothing.

"A mere human being dares to dream of being a great hero who saves the universe?"

"Do heroes ever have a good ending? What's with all the showing off?" the Shadow Emperor sneered, increasing the strength in his hand once more.

Duanmu Yan felt a throbbing pain in her head and was about to lose consciousness.

Just as the Shadow Emperor was about to finish him off, a golden light appeared in the distance.

His eyes darkened, and he flung Duanmu Yan away, rushing towards the golden light.

"You dare touch my master? You're tired of living!"

The golden dragon roared angrily, opening its enormous maw to reveal its overwhelming power.

The Shadow Emperor sneered, "A little mudfish dares to jump around like that?"

He stretched out his hand to grab the golden dragon, and his hand immediately extended and lengthened, like a rubber man, presenting an overwhelming force.

The enormous hand approaching was reflected in the golden dragon's vertical pupils, growing larger and longer.

He immediately circled around in a 360-degree arc to dodge the giant hand's attack.

Countless golden rays poured out from the golden dragon's mouth, rushing towards the Shadow Emperor like a rain of flowers.

The Shadow Emperor didn't take this level of attack seriously at all.

In the past, he would have been somewhat wary, since the golden light contained the power of light that most restrained him.

Some defensive measures are needed to stop it.

But now that he has absorbed a portion of the Emperor's power, such attacks are completely ineffective against him.

Golden light fell on him in scattered specks, but he didn't make a sound.

Even Jinlong was shocked by the scene.

No wonder the master was injured by this guy; he actually has such abilities.

No, I must buy time for my master!

Jinlong made a decision in his heart, and his size increased several times over again.

It covered the sky over half the city.

It opened its mouth again, aimed at the Shadow Emperor, and took a bite.

"Success!" Jinlong thought to himself with secret joy.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

The dragon's belly undulated like rising waves.

The next second, the golden dragon's entire body turned from gold to black.

boom--

It exploded into countless fragments.

Chapter 294 Despair (2)

"Dagu!"

"No—" Realizing he had misspoke, Balu immediately corrected himself: "Golden Dragon!"

The golden dragon's entire body was blasted into scattered fragments, which slowly drifted down to the ground from the air.

The original golden scales became dull and lifeless, like charred yellow paper.

Ma Lingling, who had been brought over by Jinlong from afar, covered her mouth with both hands, and tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls.

"how so..."

Even when she was on the other side of the Nanjing Museum, she felt a vague sense of unease.

They believed that Duanmu Yan was in danger and wanted to go and check on her.

Jinlong originally wanted to go alone, since it was too dangerous there, and it would be a terrible sin if she got hurt in any way.

Ma Lingling went to great lengths to beg Jinlong to bring her here, and also brought Balu and the others to protect her.

But I never expected it to have such consequences.

Seeing that Ma Lingling was sobbing uncontrollably, Balu quickly comforted her.

"Sister-in-law, don't cry. Jinlong is so powerful, he won't die. Maybe he faked his death?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it was a faked death!"

"That's how it's usually portrayed in TV dramas."

After hearing Balu's words, Ma Lingling stopped crying and comforted herself in her heart.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Balu couldn't help but feel incredibly proud of his wisdom.

Even his chest seemed to straighten out a bit.

An Miu Xiu, standing to the side, secretly shook his head.

Jinlong was reduced to ashes; how could he have faked his death?

The power of the Shadow Emperor far exceeded his expectations.

It is many times more powerful than Lu Fa.

Even Duanmu Yan doesn't have the ability to fight him, so is it possible for him to turn the tide of the battle?

Sigh, I'm going to die anyway.

They will either die at the hands of Duanmu Yan or at the hands of the Shadow Emperor; whoever wins or loses, their fate will be the same.

What else is there to worry about?

But deep down he still hoped that Duanmu Yan could win this battle.

It's a strange feeling; we were enemies before, but now I'm worried about him.

"Ah Jin!"

Upon seeing Jinlong's miserable state, Duanmu Yan felt a surge of anger rising within her.

Damn it!

He struggled to his feet again, but as soon as he stood up, a large fist came flying at his face.

"Your Majesty, Yatalis!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Yatalis instantly stood in front of the Hellface Asura.

The Shadow Emperor's original fist suddenly produced two afterimages.

bang bang bang-

Three sounds rang out, and sparks flew from the three suits of armor as they flew backward in unison.

"Hmph, utterly pathetic!" The Shadow Emperor sneered.

What's the use of three sets of ultimate armor? They still can't withstand a single punch from yourself.

Just as he was feeling smug, the Emperor rode the Imperial War Dragon and soared out of the pit.

With both hands wrapped around the dragon's back, a Tai Chi formation is drawn to concentrate energy.

"Tai Chi Cannon!"

Golden light condensed into beams of light and surged forth with a vast and magnificent presence.

The Shadow Emperor immediately turned around and made the same gesture with his hands.

What's different is that his Tai Chi formation is surrounded by rings of black mist.

"Dark Tai Chi Cannon!"

The black light surged forth, surging and boundless, pressing down on the golden light with an aura of endless darkness.

Two beams of light, one gold and one black, one on the left and one on the right, collided in mid-air.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The land within a radius of ten miles was stirred up like waves.

The armored warriors and monsters who were fighting were also thrown back by the violent impact.

Historically, the left side of the wave has always been the weakest link.

The black light rapidly devoured the golden light bit by bit with overwhelming force.

Just as the black light was about to strike the emperor, the emperor drew an even larger Tai Chi symbol in the air.

Space fluctuated, and the surrounding energy rapidly converged into the Tai Chi seal.

"Qiankun Aurora!"