In Shangguan Mansion, a war has broken out.
Ji Zilong relied on his imperial cultivation to challenge a young pseudo-sage from the Shangguan family.
He immediately attracted a large number of Shangguan family disciples to watch.
Although he was not qualified to enter the hall, the outside of the hall was already blocked.
"This person is Ji Zilong" "It's pretty long, but it's probably just an embroidered pillow."
"Chenyu is a remote and remote area.
A country bumpkin with an imperial level actually wants to challenge the young and promising pseudo-holy genius of my Shangguan family.
It's totally unbelievable."
Outside the main hall, people pointed at the two men in the battle, but their opinions and opinions were unanimously biased towards Shangguan Aofeng.
In their perception, Ji Zilong not only had a low status and background, but his cultivation was not worthy of their attention. , in their view, the outcome of such a battle has already been determined.
Inside, the rest of the Shangguan family stood idly by, their eyes flickering as they secretly analyzed the situation of the battle.
"It seems that Ji Zilong will definitely lose."
Finally, a false saint came to a conclusion.
"Haha, defeat is not a shame.
For an emperor-level master to be able to fight a false saint for so long without being defeated is already an incredible achievement."
An older false saint said with a smile.
While everyone was talking, in the darkness of the hall, there was another old man who remained silent.
Spiritual patterns flowed in his eyes, and his eyes were always on Ji Zilong without moving at all.
Originally this was nothing, but when Shangguan Aojie and Shangguan Ling'er Zipuo saw this old man's actions, their expressions changed drastically.
They glanced at each other and almost at the same time, they predicted what was going to happen in the future. things.
During the battle, Shangguan Aofeng kept trying to attack Ji Zilong from all directions and wanted to tease Ji Zilong.
However, Ji Zilong not only missed the attack, but also defended it extremely tightly, leaving him no chance to take advantage of it.
This made Shangguan Aofeng very sad.
Angry, I originally wanted to express myself in front of Shangguan Ling'er, but now it's completely different from what I thought.
On the other side, Ji Zilong also felt a little troubled.
Although he had redoubled his efforts, he still could not end the battle quickly.
The opponent's attacks were intensive and tricky, and he had no chance to take advantage of him.
In desperation, Ji Zilong finally decided to give it a try.
At a certain opportunity, he pretended that his strength was exhausted, he was unable to do what he wanted, and his center of gravity was unstable, causing his body to sway suddenly.
"Good opportunity."
Shangguan Aofeng was overjoyed.
This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.
Now he was finally caught.
At this moment, he took action with lightning.
Ten demons formed a battle formation, like a copper wall and an iron wall, and suddenly rushed toward him with a roar.
Ji Zilong pushed forward.
"It's over."
Some people secretly shook their heads.
After all, it was the cultivation of the Emperor Realm.
Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the pseudo-sage masters, they still couldn't persist all the time.
However, at this time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Ji Zilong's mouth.
The other party was so impatient that he just tried a little trick and he took the bait.
Next, it was time to decide the outcome.
Victory or defeat depended on this.
"Spiritual Technique" Suddenly, Ji Zilong's aura suddenly surged, his eyes bloomed, and the rolling spiritual patterns flashed away.
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"Thunder" was shouted low, and a seal was formed.
Suddenly, Ji Zilong's body, which was originally covered by a large number of golden dragon scales, suddenly heard the roar of thunder, and rolling thunder and lightning, like small snakes, began to slither all over his body. jump.
The second seal of "Fire" was completed, and only a roar was heard.
Ji Zilong's body surface suddenly burned with blazing flames.
The blazing high temperature caused everything around him to be burned red in an instant, forcing the surrounding experts to watch the battle. to display spiritual defense.
"Not good!"
Shangguan Lang's face changed drastically when he saw this scene.
Without any hesitation, he flicked his finger and shot a spiritual pattern into the void above his head.
Then, he saw a defensive spiritual formation quickly open.
After spitting out the word "dragon", Ji Zilong's body suddenly heard a dragon roar that shook the world.
Then, it was seen that Ji Zilong was surrounded by flames and thunder, with golden dragon scales on his body, and the light was even more dazzling.
"burst" After spitting out the last word, the corners of Ji Zilong's mouth slightly raised, showing a victorious smile.
"Roar" Then, at this moment, the entire hall suddenly heard a sound of dragon roar that seemed to shock people's souls.
This sound was domineering and fierce.
What's even more frightening is that Ji Zilong was the only one who cast the spell.
But at this moment, they heard thousands of immortal dragons roaring and rolling sound waves that made people's souls tremble.
Moved, the jumping arcs on Ji Zilong's body moved.
No, to be precise, they were no longer arcs.
They were surrounded by the dragon's breath and turned into golden little dragons more than two feet long.
Each little dragon's body surface had Flames, thunder and lightning, and dragon's breath are rolling.
Boom boom boom The scene shouldn't be too scary.
The spiritual technique used by Shangguan Aofeng was instantly broken by countless spiritual patterns with fire and thunder attributes.
Shangguan Aofeng's face turned pale.
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The opponent's attack was so fast that it almost surpassed him.
Seeing the attack coming, the only thing he could do was to close his eyes and wait for the judgment to come. .
Helpless, so helpless, unwilling and helpless, every spiritual method Ji Zilong practiced was a powerful and powerful existence, which formed an absolute restraint on his spiritual methods.
However, the imagined attack did not come.
When he opened his eyes again, the countless spiritual patterns had returned to Ji Zilong, as if they were alive.
They were swimming around Ji Zilong, making a sound from time to time.
Low dragon roar.
"The victory has been decided," Ji Zilong said proudly.
He did not kill him, nor did he intend to hurt the opponent.
Of course, if he wanted to, he could kill him to pieces in an instant.
In the past, Shangguan Aofeng would have been badly repaired by him.
He also wanted to do this, but he had to maintain his demeanor, absolute demeanor.
Only in this way could he show his strength even more, and at the same time make the other party feel twice as good. shame.
Shangguan Aofeng's throat trembled, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the hall.
It could be seen that he was unwilling to give up, and his face was full of shame.
"Dragon Emperor really lives up to his name," some people praised.
They even suspected that Ji Zilong had reached the realm of pseudo-sage when he got up, and he was not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger at this moment.
"With such strength, you dare to say that you have only practiced for twenty-five years.
Do you think we are three-year-old children?"
However, there are still false saints who are unwilling to accept it and want to make Ji Zilong unhappy.
"Oh, my Dharma Disk has appeared.
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You are all experts.
I think it shouldn't be difficult to judge the length of my practice through my Dharma Disk."
Ji Zilong turned around and said.
After finishing speaking, everyone present suddenly fell silent, and the scene suddenly became awkward.
After Ji Zilong finished speaking, they began to look at Ji Zilong's Dharma Disk.
With their ability, they could see Ji Zilong's cultivation time almost in an instant.
All of this , all show that Ji Zilong has really only been practicing for about twenty-five years.
What's ridiculous is that they have been practicing for thousands of years, even close to ten thousand years.
Humiliation and inferiority rise in their hearts.
They have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years before reaching the peak of the imperial realm, but Ji Zilong only It took twenty-five years.
What’s even more frightening is that Ji Zilong actually defeated one of their false saints with his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm.
It’s so shameful: