The Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan used the projection of the Will World to derive a piece of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon rotated, and the stars flowed.
Ling Dao was in the middle of it, only to feel that the true qi in his body was sluggish, and the Origin Origin Ding seemed to be frozen.
If he went any further, Ling Dao would be insane and his will would collapse.
"In a duel of life and death, will is equally important, your will is not as good as mine, how can you be my opponent" Among the martial artists at the peak of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, there are only a few who have mastered the will of the king.
And Ling Dao was only a late stage martial artist of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan took it for granted that Ling Dao was at most a half-step king-level will.
How easy it is to use the king-level will to deal with the half-step king-level will.
"I'll just say, how can the little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan not be the opponent of the Heavenly Monarch of the Human Race" "The power of will itself is part of the strength, and there is nothing wrong with the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan relying on his will to win."
"The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan is the race with the strongest will, and the Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan used his will to deal with the Terran Heavenly Monarch, but he did not bully the Terran Heavenly Monarch."
The demon clan martial artist must have helped the little saint of the True Dragon Clan to speak, if Ling Dao won the little saint of the True Dragon Clan, not only would the dragon clan warrior's face be gloomy, they would also feel embarrassed.
The True Dragon Clan is one of the overlords of the Barbarian Period, and the True Dragon loses to the Terran warriors, and they also can't raise their heads.
What's more, the little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan didn't use any forbidden weapons, and his will itself was his own strength.
Even if it is a fair duel and the use of willpower, other martial artists can't find anything wrong.
It's like now, although the Terran warriors want to help Ling Dao speak, they can't say why.
"The will is not as good as you" Ling Dao sneered, and the king-level will exploded in an instant, directly blasting open the projection of the will world of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Although the time he has mastered the will of the king level is not as long as the time of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan, his will is comparable to that of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, so the will to attack the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan is not weaker.
Coupled with the fact that the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan underestimated the enemy, Ling Dao's will prevailed, which was completely expected.
If the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan had a complete defense against Ling Dao, it would not be the case at all.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, and it is impossible to turn back time.
"Nine-Tails Magic" One after another, the fox's tail swept fiercely towards the will world of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Because of the defeat just now, the Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan fell behind in the battle of wills.
Now, the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan is vainly trying to turn defeat into victory, and Ling Dao will definitely not give him this opportunity.
The duel of wills, the nine-tailed demon fox clan is the big expert, and the human race and the dragon clan can be said to be about the same.
In order to resist, the Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan used all kinds of will martial arts, and Ling Dao performed the Humane Changlong passed on to him by the Emperor of Freedom.
In a short period of time, Ling Dao and the little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan were afraid that they would not be able to tell the winner.
Fortunately, Ling Dao didn't count on all the will power, his feet stepped on the head of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan again and again, and his fists smashed on the horns of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan again and again.
Even if the True Dragon Clan's physical body was unmatched, the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan still couldn't withstand Ling Dao's fierce attack.
Because Ling Dao's power is not the power of the Heavenly Monarch at all, but the power of the Heavenly Venerable.
"Bang Bang Bang" The fist slammed into the dragon's horns, and the dragon's head slammed to the ground, blood staining the dirt red.
Attacking the enemy must be saved is the way to victory.
Ling Dao was unable to achieve victory in the contest of wills, so he attacked the body of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Now the little saint monarch of the True Dragon Clan can't concentrate on using his will to attack, and Ling Dao's king-level will is like a bamboo.
The True Dragon Clan's Little Saint Monarch's body writhed more and more, but unfortunately, he still couldn't shake off Ling Dao.
In desperation, he had no choice but to shrink his body, as long as he shrunk to the size of half a meter, Ling Dao would definitely not be able to stand on his head.
As it turned out, his idea was not only wrong, but very wrong.
When the three-hundred-zhang dragon body became only half a meter in size, Ling Dao directly stepped the head of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan into the ground.
With Ling Dao's current weight, even if he didn't use other means, it would still be enough for the little saint of the True Dragon Clan to drink a pot.
"If I didn't use the dragon scales that my elders gave me, I'm afraid I would be beaten to death by him.
It is better to be despised by other warriors than to die at his hands" If he can't fight head-on, his will can't turn defeat into victory, and what the little saint of the True Dragon Clan can think of is what his elders gave him to save his life.
He originally thought that the dragon scales in Xiao Qiankun would be used to deal with the powerhouses of the Tianzun Realm in the future.
Unexpectedly, in the end, it was used to deal with a Terran warrior who was even lower than his realm.
If his elders were present, I don't know if his nose would be crooked.
He is the younger generation of the True Dragon Clan, except for the emperor, the most powerful Heavenly Monarch Realm martial artist, but as a result, he is not as good as a Terran boy in the late stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm.
On his dragon scales, there is a holy martial art, which is completely overkill to deal with the late Heavenly Monarch.
"Die" A piece of dragon scales flew out of the palm of the Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan, like a furnace, the fire was raging, and the scorching waves of qi were constantly tumbling, as if they could burn the void clean.
Even the other martial artists standing in the distance felt that their bodies were hot, and Ling Dao, who bore the brunt of it, felt as if he was about to be scorched.
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The elder of the Little Saint Monarch Dragon Scale of the True Dragon Clan is a powerhouse of the Saint King Realm, although he did not come in person, his Dragon Scale also has part of his strength.
Not to mention that Ling Dao is just a late-stage Heavenly Monarch, even if he is a late-stage Heavenly Venerable, he will still die under the Holy Martial Arts.
"Shameless" "Despicable" "It's so shameless" The Terran warriors are not blind, and they can completely see how powerful the dragon scales used by the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan are.
It's a pity that they don't dare to offend the dragon clan, and they don't want to offend the dragon clan, after all, they are still in the territory of the demon clan.
If they fall out with the dragons, it is unknown whether they will return home alive.
Fortunately, Wei Wushu had always been paying attention to Ling Dao, and from the moment the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan took out the dragon scales, she rushed towards Ling Dao.
With her Heavenly Venerable's speed, at a critical moment, there was no problem at all for Ling Dao to block the Holy Martial Arts.
The Dragon Clan's Tianzun had never expected that Wei Wushu would dare to so blatantly interfere in the duel between Ling Dao and the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Wei Wushu grabbed Ling Dao violently and pushed Ling Dao to the side.
Then, her hands flew up and down, and the wind disaster, flood disaster, and fire turned into three giants respectively, and pounced on the dragon scales taken out by the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Although she is not a Saint King, an ordinary Saint King is not her opponent at all.
"Bastard thing, the duel of the Heavenly Monarch, how can you, a Deception, interfere with?"
"You, a Deceptive Heavenly Venerable, actually made a move against the Heavenly Monarch of our Dragon Clan, and did you still take us into account?"
"Don't think that you can run amok with a tyranny, there are countless dragons who are stronger than you."
There were three dragon powerhouses who stood up before and after, two of them were Heavenly Venerables and one Saint King, although they were not necessarily Wei Invincible's opponents, they were not afraid of Wei Invincible.
Not to mention anything else, just because the Supreme Venerable of the True Dragon Clan was present, they were not worried about Wei Wushu killing them.
Deception Venerable is definitely not the opponent of the Supreme Venerable, and until now, the Supreme Venerable of the True Dragon Clan still has no intention of opening his mouth, just because he feels that Wei Wuzun is not at the same level as him.
Deception Venerable, you can find one in a few territories, and Supreme Celestial Venerable, dozens of territories, you can find one.
"I don't bother to care about the duel of the Heavenly Monarch, because I believe in my junior brother.
It's just that what you Dragon Clan Heavenly Monarch has done is really despicable.
If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and you still use the dragon scales of the powerhouse of the Saint King Realm, and you want my junior brother's life, it's too much. ” Alone with two Heavenly Venerables and a Saint King, Wei Wushu did not have the slightest stage fright.
Emperor Yao made Wei Wushu have a fundamental transformation, although when she was in the Ling family, Wei Wuving's realm did not break through, but she had already been reborn.
Coupled with her original character of not being afraid of heaven and earth, she will not give in in front of the dragon powerhouse.
"Senior sister, give me a look, the life-and-death duel between me and him is not over yet" Ling Dao did not hide the killing intent in his eyes at all, the little saint monarch of the True Dragon Clan had wanted to use dragon scales to kill him before.
If he could even endure this, then he wouldn't be Ling Dao.
Wei Wudi's courage was already great, and it was the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan who was at fault first, so she had no reason to refuse Ling Dao at all.
Wei Wushu had just gotten out of the way when Ling Dao slammed a punch into the head of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan.
Urging the dragon scales just now had already consumed a large part of the strength of the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan, so in a short period of time, he didn't have the ability to compete with Ling Dao at all.
Hearing only a "click", one of the dragon horns of the Little Sage Monarch of the True Dragon Clan was broken into two.
"He really dares to do it, it's difficult, he really wants to kill the little saint of the True Dragon Clan."
"Bold, really bold, I thought that after killing Mastiff Tianci, he would restrain a little.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not restrain himself, but he intensified it, and even wanted the life of the little saint monarch of the True Dragon Clan."
The demon clan warriors were amazed by Ling Dao's courage, and the two Heavenly Venerables and a Saint King of the Dragon Clan, regardless of their identity, shot at Ling Dao from afar.
Fortunately, Wei Wushu had already taken precautions, and he made three moves in a row to break all their attacks.
The two Heavenly Venerables of the Dragon Clan and one of the Saint Kings blushed with shame, because they joined forces, they still couldn't defeat Wei Wuving.
"Let your junior brother stop, the deity can ignore it.
Otherwise, not only will he die, but even you."
The Supreme Venerable of the True Dragon Clan finally stood up, because it was impossible for him to watch the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan being beaten to death by Ling Dao.
Even what the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan did, he also felt shameless, and now he had to fight on the same front with the Little Saint Monarch of the True Dragon Clan. i0 t1706231537: