The moment it emerged, the first thing to bear the brunt of it was the Dragon Emperor Douluo in front of Tang Wutong.
If Huo Yuhao's spiritual power had shocked him before, then when Tang Wutong's body lit up with the light and shadow of this colorful dragon, he was shocked.
If it was just the color and aura, it wouldn't make Dragon Emperor Douluo feel so deeply, and more importantly, the pressure that majesty brought him.
Yes, as an Extreme Douluo, he felt the pressure, the pressure from the bloodline.
The "Dragon God" subconsciously took a step back, and the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long shouted freely.
Back then, he and Moon were collectively known as the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons, Moon was named the Dragon God, and he was named the Dragon Emperor, but such titles were just to praise their strong strength.
Their martial souls are the Light Holy Dragon and the Dark Holy Dragon, which are actually branches of the Dragon Clan, and the reason why they are powerful is because their Martial Souls are a real type of dragon.
Both the Light Holy Dragon and the Dark Holy Dragon have a higher status in the Dragon Clan, and they are both high-ranking Dragon Clans.
Long Yaoyao's martial soul is actually in the same vein as the Beast God Emperor Tian.
And the difference between the beast god Di Tian and him is that as the golden-eyed black dragon king, Di Tian is like the patriarch of the black dragon clan.
And if there really is a Dark Holy Dragon, then at most, it is equivalent to the Elder of the Black Dragon Clan.
At this time, the aura emanating from Tang Wutong's body was clearly from the dragon clan, but it was completely above the light holy dragon and the dark holy dragon, and the terrifying majesty that suppressed the eternal times could only be possessed by the founding dragon god in the dragon clan Although the aura emanating from Tang Wutong's body at this time was only a very faint trace, it was just such a trace that made her level completely different from that of the Dark Holy Dragon.
Of course, her strength was not enough to threaten Long Xiaoyao, but with such a trace of the aura of the dragon god, the dark holy dragon martial soul of Long Xiaoyao that suppressed it instantly appeared in fear and trembling.
Bright Dragon God Butterfly, the fourth soul skill, possessed by the Dragon God.
The light and shadow of the colorful dragon retracted, turning into a layer of very slender looking colorful dragon scales attached to Tang Wutong's delicate body, the dragon scales extended to the jaw, only the head did not cover it, and her own breath was increased by geometric multiples after this layer of dragon scales was covered.
Behind him, a pair of wings that were also rendered into seven colors were erected, and the second soul ring on his body shone one after another, and the colorful light flame instantly blaze, and the second soul skill, the dragon god was angry.
"Ang" The fierce dragon roar sounded in the air, condensing into a huge seven-colored light blade, slashing towards the dragon's head.
The third soul skill, the Bright Dragon God Slash.
At this moment, even Long Xiaoyao couldn't be sure what Tang Wutong's martial soul was, but he knew one thing completely, that is, in Tang Wutong's martial soul, there must be a trace of dragon god blood.
Before, he thought that Huo Yuhao was already a peerless genius who was already blessed, far surpassing the geniuses of their generation at the beginning.
And at this time, when Tang Wutong broke out with all his strength, he immediately felt that they were simply the same level of existence, the Dragon God Bloodline Martial Soul, he had lived for more than two hundred years, and he had never even heard of it.
The right hand, which had been raised, finally patted it out gently.
The night sky behind the dragon was completely dark.
The bright dragon god slashed into the darkness and collapsed instantly, but there was still a Dao colorful halo on Long Xiaoyao's body, although it quickly dissipated, but Tang Wutong's blow could directly act on his body, which showed what role the dragon god bloodline contained in this blow played.
Of course, Tang Wutong's attack did not stop there, her delicate body continued to rush forward, but her body was transformed instantly.
The figure of the colorful dragon reappeared, but this time it was no longer illusory, but solidified like a reality.
It was a small, multicolored dragon with a pair of butterfly-shaped wings spread out behind it, and the light reflected from the colorful scales was brilliant.
This small colorful dragon is only seven meters long, which is too weak compared to a real dragon.
Even the vast majority of adult Earth Dragons are much larger than its body.
However, just as she appeared, the Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Yaoyao actually took a step back again.
When the dragon god is possessed, the martial soul true body is cast in the light dragon god butterfly, and it will naturally evolve into the dragon god advent.
Of course, it can't be the real dragon god, but the power of that trace of the dragon god's bloodline will be exerted to the maximum.
The reason why Long Xiaoyao took this step back was because the dragon god aura on her body suddenly became stronger.
If it is changed to Ye Xishui, it will be better.
And the sense of fear that naturally arises from the Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul of Long Yaoyao in the face of the dragon god's aura is not something that can be made up by the gap in cultivation between the two sides.
The wings are slashed down at the same time, and the dragon wings are guillotined Long Xiaoyao gently flicked his right hand upward, and Tang Wutong only felt as if his blow had been cut into a viscous liquid, not only could he not go any deeper, but he was even stuck.
"Ang" sounded again with a loud dragon groan, and the colorful dragon roared at the dragon, and the fifth soul ring on his body shone brightly.
It was the fifth soul skill, the dragon god roared.
I saw a huge colorful dragon head appear behind Tang Wutong, and with this roar, a strong colorful light almost as big as Tang Wutong's body spewed out towards Long Yao.
The black air flow around Long Xiaoyao's body was unexpectedly dispersed a little by this colorful halo.
Tang Wutong exerted all his strength upward, wanting to pull out his wings, but how could Long Yaoyao let her snort coldly, and the sticky black spread upward along the seven-colored dragon wings.
The gap in absolute cultivation is not something that can be made up by the power of the bloodline.
Tang Wutong only felt that an invisible dark aura instantly suppressed his soul power, making his dragon god aura unable to continue to be released.
At this moment, the temperature in the surroundings suddenly plummeted.
A snow-white figure quietly appeared beside Tang Wutong.
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With a fluttering palm, she made a headprint towards the dragon.
The temperature didn't actually drop, the chill came from within, yes, from Long Yao's heart.
"Hmm" Long Yao let out a surprised sound, and his left palm instantly flipped up, facing the fluttering palm.
The fist palm makes the sky ice and snow cold, and the emperor sword emperor is the snow emperor, and there is no snow in the cold.
"Poof" The Snow Emperor snorted lightly, and her white delicate body instantly became illusory, and a turquoise figure took her place.
The tail hook of the white light of the forest quietly slashed.
Long Xiaoyao flicked his fingers, and there was a crisp sound of "ding", and the turquoise light and shadow were also illusory and retreated instantly.
However, Long Yaoyao's left arm quickly froze under the effect of these two successive blows, and a layer of frost covered his entire arm at an astonishing speed.
His arm was completely numb, and with his cultivation, he couldn't dissolve this freezing power for a while.
The role of Fate's Death is played, and the physical defenses disappear.
Otherwise, how could the Snow Emperor and Bing Fei be able to freeze him At this moment, a figure with a strong rose gold color all over its body appeared out of thin air behind the two white and turquoise figures.
At the same time as him, there was also a palm.
Strange mood swings spread and spread in the air, sadness, longing, love, pain, and many emotions will all gather in this palm.
Hao Dong palm, life after life.
Long Xiaoyao's right palm controlled Tang Wutong, and his left palm was frozen.
But at this time, his facial expression calmed down, and there was no surprise from before.
The right palm was withdrawn, blocking Huo Yuhao's palm.
"Poof" The palms intersected, and Huo Yuhao's body flew backwards like a cannonball.
And Long Xiaoyao was also shocked, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to two hundred years ago, when he and Moon had just emerged on the continent and met that stunning beauty.
White and green, extreme and extreme, hands clasped, light and shadow coincide.
It was as if you had arrived in another world in an instant, and everything around you instantly turned into ice and snow.
The figures of the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor disappeared, and a judgment that seemed to come from the Arctic Ice Sheet fell from the sky.
Huge pillars of white and turquoise light fell in an instant, and the darkness shattered and turned pink between the magical fusion of white and green.
Long Xiaoyao's body shook suddenly, and in the next moment, it had turned into an ice sculpture, standing there quietly.
Tang Wutong slammed backwards, and a pair of dragon wings finally broke free from the previous restraints, and his body flew upside down out of thin air.
The "bang" ice sculpture exploded, and countless ice powders were scattered and splashed.
Ice Blast.
The bombardment of the pride of the two emperors of ice and snow, the solid ice condensed by the extreme ice, has completely turned into ice powder in the sky at this moment.
Huo Yuhao fell to the ground and clenched his left hand.
Is it over?
His two major martial souls, not only the spiritual eyes of the spiritual department, can exert the strength of the Title Douluo-level.
When he casts it with all his might, so can the Ultimate Ice Martial Soul.
The pride of the Ice and Snow Emperor, along with the complete recovery of the Snow Emperor, has long been able to show extremely strong strength.
The fusion of the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor, the temperature of the extreme ice dropped to about minus 240 degrees in an instant.
Although the terrifying ultra-low temperature drained Huo Yuhao's soul power almost immediately, because the two emperors of ice and snow had absorbed the myeloid of the Ten Thousand Years of Ice and Snow before, their origin was stable, and they still supported him to complete this blow after all.
This is already completely comparable to the full force of Title Douluo's blow.
Huo Yuhao's gamble was that Dragon Emperor Douluo was careless enough in the face of him and Tang Wutong, plus he was previously possessed by his own fate, deprived of possession by his soul, and the judgment of fate.
Dragon Emperor Douluo Long disappeared freely, as if he had really been killed in that ice explosion technique.
Tang Wutong had already retreated to Huo Yuhao's side at this time and pulled him up from the ground.
The two glanced at each other, and there was a look of doubt in their eyes, did they really win Answer: negative Darkness, endless darkness, the darkness of fear that they could no longer fight, came again.
Everything seemed to have stopped again, time, action, and Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong's blood and soul power flowed.
At this point, it was the two of them who turned into statues.
Standing there quietly, they both saw the despair in each other's eyes.
In the darkness, Long Xiaoyao slowly walked out as he had first appeared outside the Heavenly Soul Empire's palace.
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His meticulously combed white hair was a little messy, as were the clothes on his body.
But that's about it.
How could an Extreme Douluo be so easy to kill "You two little guys have really given me a lot, a lot of surprises.
I really didn't expect that today's young people can do it to such an extent.
Sure enough, a new generation is better than the old."
Long Xiaoyao didn't seem to feel lost because of his slightly embarrassed appearance.
On the contrary, he seemed to be very happy.
With his right hand, he made a move in the direction of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong, Huo Yuhao didn't move, but Tang Wutong's delicate body flew directly towards him and landed in front of him.
From beginning to end, no matter how Tang Wutong urged his soul power, he couldn't move a single bit, and could only watch as he was directly sucked by Long Xiaoyao.
"What a pretty little girl, if I could be two hundred years younger, maybe I would become your suitor."
Long Xiaoyao's face gradually turned cold.
"The game is over."
The silence and darkness lifted, but Long Xiaoyao pressed one hand on Tang Wutong's shoulder.
It was such a very old looking hand, but Tang Wutong felt as if everything in him had been closed, and he couldn't raise any strength at all, so he could only stand like that.
Huo Yuhao fell directly to the ground, and the previous all-out battle had already almost hollowed him out.
Long Xiaoyao said in a deep voice: "Huo Yuhao, do you know why I don't directly kill you With the old man's ability, if you want to kill you, you will be wiped out with just one blow." ” Huo Yuhao sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy, what you're afraid of is that the beast god is coming." ” Long Xiaoyao smiled again, "As I said, I have many ways to make it impossible for you to use the power of the Beast God Emperor Heaven.
Since you're not convinced, let's try it now. ” As he spoke, he waved his hand at Huo Yuhao.
A black light flashed and landed in front of Huo Yuhao.
When Huo Yuhao looked down, he saw a dagger as black as ink that fell at his feet.
Long Xiaoyao pressed one hand on Tang Wutong's shoulder, but with the other hand, there was an extra black dagger that was exactly the same as that in front of Huo Yuhao.
"You can now choose whether to stab yourself or I to stab her.
Well, you have a total of nine chances.
Each time you have to stab yourself in the torso position, and you can choose the specific position.
I'll count it, and you stab it.
If you hesitate, I'll let her help you share the knife.
After nine swords, you can go. ” Huo Yuhao was stunned, he never expected that Long Xiaoyao, who was the Dragon Emperor Douluo, would use this method against him.
An Extreme Douluo actually threatened himself with a young girl.
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