Chapter Twenty-Three: The Ancestral Dragon Crossing (2) "Is that the Ancestral Dragon?"
Mo Li's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the man under the Heavenly Tribulation, a condensation appeared on his face.
In the quasi-saint realm, the overflowing aura was enough to make Da Luo Jinxian's heart tremble, and Mo Li felt a pressure at this time.
Although the ancestral dragon had not really entered the quasi-saint realm at this time, he had to survive the heavenly tribulation.
But at this time, he had already stepped into the quasi-saint realm with one foot, and at this time, he was no longer speaking the same words as before, and his strength was by no means comparable to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortals such as the First Qilin and Zu Feng.
His original strength was above the First Qilin and Ancestral Phoenix, if he successfully survived the Heavenly Tribulation, then the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan would be relatively passive, and the situation of the three clans would probably be broken.
Of course, if the ancestral dragon can't survive the catastrophe, the situation of the three clans will also be broken, after all, the dragon clan loses the ancestral dragon, then the strength will drop a lot, and it will definitely become the goal of the other two clans, completely defeat the dragon clan, and then divide the world into two.
Mo glanced at Shi Qilin and Zu Feng without a trace, this is the reason why they came here.
If they saw the ancestral dragon fall under the Heavenly Tribulation, then they would wave their arms and rule the dragon clan.
If they survive and the ancestral dragon is seriously injured, they can also join forces to get rid of this serious problem.
Mo Yu and Zu Feng's faces were condensed, the cold light in their eyes surged, and their eyes kept staring at the majestic middle-aged man under the Heavenly Tribulation, and the aura on their bodies fluctuated faintly.
Raising his eyebrows, he glanced at the ancestral dragon, a hint of color flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice towards Mo Li, "The patriarch of the dragon clan is really not ordinary.
He rarely praised other innate gods and demons, but at this time, he couldn't help but praise them.
Mo Li nodded slightly, the strength of the ancestral dragon is indeed strong.
Not only is it about to enter the quasi-saint realm, but the strong body of the dragon clan is enough to suppress the first qilin and the ancestral phoenix.
After all, among the divine beasts, the flesh of the dragon clan is definitely at the forefront.
Coupled with their extremely strong strength, among the three clans, they are steadily overpowering the other two clans.
In previous skirmishes, the dragons were the winners.
Although there have been no major fights between the three sides, over the years, the other two tribes have suffered more in the small-scale struggles.
Fu Xi frowned, looked at the figure of the ancestral dragon, and muttered, "The strength of this dragon clan patriarch is really terrifying......
Fu Xi is the strength of Taiyi's pinnacle, although he can't perceive how strong the quasi-saint realm is, but the pressure that Zu Long gave him is extremely great, so big that he has some heart palpitations in his heart at this time.
Nuwa's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she didn't speak, looking at the figure under the catastrophe, a trace of condensation flashed in her eyes.
Not long after she transformed, she saw the three clan patriarchs with superior strength, especially this dragon clan patriarch Zulong, whose strength was even more terrifying.
The place where their brother and sister cultivated was originally close to the east, and if the dragon clan ruled the central continent, it was estimated that it would have already fallen into the hands of the dragon clan at this time. …… Under the catastrophe, the power of heaven shrouded and thunder rolled.
The cold light in the ancestral dragon's eyes flickered, and his face was as cold as frost.
The momentum on his body suddenly burst out, sweeping towards the Heavenly Tribulation above the Nine Heavens, shaking the space slightly.
The robes on his body fluttered without wind, and a momentum of dominating the world swept around.
"Whew!"
A dragon's roar resounded in the sky, faintly overshadowing the thunder in the sky, constantly echoing between heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
The Heavenly Tribulation seemed to be enraged by the Ancestral Dragon's movements, and a huge thunderclap sounded above the Nine Heavens, shaking through the Nine Heavens, suppressing the Ancestral Dragon's dragon roar, and a terrifying Heavenly Power enveloped it.
Zu Long suddenly felt that his shoulders sank, like the strength of a thousand jun, and his feet sank, sinking into deep footprints.
Before the thunderstorm fell, it was so powerful that Zu Long's heart became more and more solemn.
When he transformed into a form, the thunder was very powerful, and he almost crossed over.
And as his own cultivation reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he felt more and more the horror of his upward strength.
And the heavenly tribulation of this quasi-holy realm, the ancestral dragon knew its horror before he crossed it.
He also suppressed his cultivation for many years before he let go of his momentum.
Ready, he is completely ready to face the catastrophe.
However, at this time, Zu Long felt in vain that his countless years of preparation were still a little insufficient.
But at this time, the arrow was on the bow and had to be sent.
The catastrophe is coming, and it can only be forcefully crossed.
"Boom!"
The thunder exploded, and the calamity clouds above the nine heavens rolled in, forming a huge whirlpool under the nine heavens, and the surrounding aura tribulation clouds were absorbed into it, and the terrifying aura overflowed between the heavens and the earth in vain.
Gradually, in the whirlpool, two colors were formed, one black and one white, in which the thunder snakes intertwined and made a roaring sound.
Zu Long's face sank, a solemn look appeared in his eyes, and a deep voice slowly sounded between heaven and earth, "Yin and Yang Thunder Tribulation......
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"Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation ......"
Mo Li stared at the huge whirlpool.
Zu Long glanced sideways at Mo Li in the distance, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, there are still innate gods and demons who recognize this thunder tribulation, and the power of this divine thunder is even above the Zixiao Divine Thunder.
Zu Long originally thought that it would be the Zixiao Divine Thunder or the Five Elements Tribulation Thunder with similar powers, but who knew that it was actually the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation with even more terrifying power.
After Shi Qilin and Zu Feng heard Mo Li's words, their faces changed slightly, but a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.
Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation, then the old guy of Zulong has little chance of winning, this is a tribulation thunder whose power is still above the Zixiao Divine Thunder.
If it was the Zixiao Divine Thunder or the Five Elements Tribulation Thunder, then the two of them still needed to make up for it.
But after listening to Mo Li's words at this time, the two of them were stunned in their hearts, and even after searching for the power of the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation, their hearts suddenly settled down a lot.
A look of doubt appeared on Nuwa's face, she thought for a moment, tilted her head, looked at Mo Li and asked, "Brother Mo, what is the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation?"
” Fu Xi also turned his head to look at Mo Li, their brother and sister were not familiar with this Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation.
Mo Li showed a smile and explained, "When the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation was generated, it took on two colors, one black and one white, and that's when you saw this at this time.
There are a total of 6636 divine thunders in the Yin and Yang Thunder Tribulation, and each one is more powerful than the other.
The power of the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation is even higher than the Zixiao Divine Thunder or the Five Elements Thunder Tribulation. ” Hearing this, the two nodded in shock.
They are transformed into the Zixiao Divine Thunder, knowing the power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder, if it is not for the help of the innate spirit treasure, it will not be easy to get through.
This dragon clan patriarch wants to cross the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation, which is even more terrifying than the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder, and it is estimated that the chances of winning are even smaller.
Thinking in his heart, his gaze fell on the ancestral dragon again. …… Zu Long's eyes were cold, and as soon as he stepped on it, the ground was suddenly cracked by him.
He rose into the air, a terrifying momentum was raging in the void, and with a slap of his hand, a huge handprint slapped directly towards the thunder.
Mo Yu and Zu Feng's eyes froze, and Zu Long actually struck first and made a move before the Heavenly Tribulation was formed.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation stopped working, and a thunder exploded, and then I saw a divine thunder slash down, directly smashing the palm of the ancestral dragon, and then the residual power was not exhausted, and it came directly towards the ancestral dragon.
Zu Long's expression remained unchanged, he already knew that his palm had no effect, and when he saw the unfinished divine thunder slashing towards him, he didn't resist it, and directly let it fall on him.
The divine thunder fell on the ancestral dragon, and there was a cracking sound, but the ancestral dragon waved his big hand, the sound stopped, and a terrifying aura emanated.
The first one was taken by him.
Shi Qilin Moyu and Zu Feng were stunned, and these words kept echoing in their hearts.
The first path of the Yin Yang Thunder Tribulation was followed by him like this?
Looking at his gaze, it became solemn again. …… ……