The Immortal Taoist Chapter 53: Holy Dragon Battlegear
"It's extremely cold!"
Lan Haoyu's body was cold, and patches of light blue dragon scales looked like solid ice. Under the two arms, two arms grew again. The hands were dragon claws. After removing the previously injured hand, there were three dragon claws, and they grabbed Ling Dao at the same time.
The origin of the fifth level of ice transforms into a dragon pattern, which diffuses to seal the ice. One hundred and ten zhang-zhang blood dragon spirit, covering his body, like a fierce battle in blood. The previous duel made him understand that Ling Dao should not be underestimated, as he deserves to be a strong man who can kill Heavenly Monarch.
The first dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's neck, the second dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's chest, and the third dragon claw grabbed Ling Dao's right hand. The temperature dropped sharply where Dragon Claw passed, and even the void seemed to be frozen. The other warriors quickly retreated, even with their cultivation base, they could feel the biting cold.
"It's useless, you are not my opponent at all!"
Ling Dao shook his head, the blood glow on his right arm became stronger and stronger. According to the method taught by Princess Jiu'er, he combined all the blood dragon spirits with his right arm, making his right arm extremely tyrannical. The more blood dragon spirits he has, the stronger his right arm will be.
Even if Lan Haoyu displays his utmost knowledge, he doesn't care. The Dragon Lord Great World is his home court. Just hitting it with a punch, it was like a giant dragon, hitting the past, crushed by absolute power. Hundreds of cracks appeared on the huge ice block, which broke into countless pieces in a loud noise.
"Kakaka"
Lan Haoyu's three dragon claws were all tattered and damaged by Ling Dao's fist. He looked at Ling Dao incredulously, the real dragon in the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm, and the human warrior who could not beat the peak of the Heavenly King Realm in the Dragon Lord Great World, really made the dragon unacceptable.
Ling Dao gained power and did not rave the dragon, waved his right fist, and slammed in front of Lan Haoyu. There was no need to use any martial arts, just one punch after another, Lan Haoyu couldn't bear it. The dragon scales collapsed and the blood splashed all over, as if returning to the time when Ling Dao violently beat Chilongyang.
"Stop!"
Ao Huang yelled, Lan Haoyu couldn't beat Ling Dao. In his expectation, he just didn't expect that Lan Haoyu would have no resistance in front of Ling Dao. From the beginning to the end, Ling Dao was just a simple punch, nothing fancy, it was pure force to break the skill, breaking the ten thousand magic with one force.
"Let him go. Your Highness will fight you personally."
Ao Ye, Chi Longyang and Lan Haoyu are all real dragons, but Lan Haoyu is what Ao Huang cares most about. The words of the prince of the true dragon clan were extremely useful in the dragon clan, but Ling Dao didn't even care about him. Ling Dao is a human warrior. What is the relationship between the prince of the true dragon family and him?
Regardless of whether Ling Dao listens to Ao Huang's words or refutes Ao Huang's words, Ao Huang has a way to deal with it. However, Ling Dao ignored Ao Huang, as if he hadn't heard Ao Huang speak. The corners of Ao Huang’s mouth twitched, his eyes spitting fire, and the human martial artist at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm, what right does he have to be arrogant in front of him?
"You have to die, your Highness will fulfill you!"
As the emperor of the true dragon clan, and also in the early days of the Heavenly King Realm, Emperor Ao's combat power must be stronger than Lan Haoyu. However, Ling Dao's strength is too much stronger than Lan Haoyu's. Only relying on his own strength, Ao Huang is really not sure to defeat Ling Dao. Even other dragon martial artists didn't know where Ao Huang had confidence.
Suddenly, Ao Huang's body clanged, and a piece of golden armor was worn on his body. Behind him, there seemed to be a giant dragon lying around, and the mighty dragon power, like a big river, impacted in all directions. Hundreds of dragon patterns are carved on the golden armor, which seems to be invincible.
"It is the armor of the sacred dragon. The armor made by the sage king himself is enough to make the real dragon's strength soar!"
"As expected to be the prince of the true dragon clan, he used the sacred weapon in the early days of the King Realm. How else would Ling Dao fight him?"
Emperor rank forces do not lack sacred weapons, nor do they lack heavenly weapons. However, generally speaking, it will not be given to the martial artist of the heavenly realm and the martial artist of the heavenly king. Even true geniuses need the baptism of blood and fire, and only the temper of life and death can make them stronger. If you give the heavenly realm martial arts sacred artifacts, it is easy for them to rely on the sacred artifacts.
Previously, Emperor Ao didn't have the Sacred Dragon Battle Armor, but the current Sacred Dragon Battle Armor was cheated. His father had nine apprentices, and his sacred dragon armor was obtained from the five senior brothers. The fifth brother is not a real dragon, but other dragons. Because of this, he is better to deceive. He needs to have a good relationship with Ao Huang.
Ao Huang attaches great importance to Ling Dao, otherwise, he wouldn't wear the Sacred Dragon armor at the beginning. The 120-foot-long blood dragon spirit covered him, making him taller. The real dragon's body is already tyrannical, and wearing the holy dragon armor, there are only a handful of warriors who can injure Ao Huang.
Fortunately, he only has the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm. If he can release all the power of the Sacred Dragon Battle Armor, let alone Ling Dao, even if he is added to other human warriors present, he cannot be injured. Emperor Ao mainly relied on the defensive power of the Sacred Dragon Battlegear itself. To activate the Sacred Dragon Battlegear, he had to at least become the pinnacle of heaven.
"Ling Dao is defeated. His Royal Highness is already invincible in the armor of the sacred dragon."
Originally, the dragon martial artist did not hold much hope for Ao Huang, because Ling Dao was too powerful. However, after seeing the Sacred Dragon Battle Armor, they understood that Ling Dao was not Ao Huang's opponent. Ao Huang's realm was originally higher than Ling Dao, and he used holy weapons to bully Ling Dao.
"Keng Keng"
Ao Huang clenched his fist and punched out abruptly. A pair of golden fist shadows ripped the ice and came to Ling Dao. Ling Dao, who was beating Lan Haoyu violently, finally raised his head. Lan Haoyu was covered in blood, fell to the ground, dying, almost unable to open his eyes.
Lan Haoyu has never been so miserable since his birth. Ling Dao's shots were already heavy, and he fisted to the flesh, but if Lan Haoyu's body was not strong enough, he would have been beaten to death by Ling Dao. Of course, if it weren't for Ao Huang's rescue, Lan Haoyu would be killed by Ling Dao sooner or later.
"Sacred weapons?"
Ling Dao glanced at Ao Huang, then boldly shot his fist, roaring forward like a real dragon. The Scarlet Fist Shadow and the Golden Fist Shadow, like two stars, collided together. Lan Haoyu, who fell on the ground, gave a scream, just as the aftermath of his fist blasted him out.
It can be clearly seen that the two halves of Lan Haoyu's body, half are exuding blood, and half are exuding golden light. Lan Haoyu's face was distorted, and the intense pain made him want to faint on the spot. The contest between Ling Dao and Ao Huang Quanjin took place in his body.
"Ah!"
Lan Haoyu roared in pain, golden light and **** light burst out of his body at the same time. The ground under him cracked a large gap, and then he fell into the pit, rolled his eyes and passed out. Fortunately, Ao Huang and Ling Dao fought, and Lan Haoyu finally saved his life.
"Your Highness does not know how you mastered the two hundred and ten zhang blood dragon spirit, but you still won't be my opponent. Two hundred and ten zhang is only ninety more than my blood dragon spirit. It’s only ten feet. Your realm is lower than mine, and you are destined to die in my hands!"
Ao Huang didn't mention the Holy Dragon Battle Armor at all, as if he could defeat Ling Dao by relying on his own combat power. The 30-meter radius of the world is all coming towards the suppression of Ling Dao. As long as Ling Dao is restricted to within 30 meters, Ling Dao is bound to lose.
"The blood dragon spirit that is two hundred and ten feet long, who are you talking about?" Ling Dao smiled, and then revealed the blood dragon spirit he controlled, "Keep your dog eyes open. Look, how much is my blood dragon spirit, are you sure your blood dragon spirit is only ninety feet less than mine?"
A huge blood dragon spirit, like a pillar standing on top of the earth, rises into the sky. Two hundred and ten zhang was a thing of the past, and Ling Dao's blood dragon spirit now is eight hundred zhang. Before dealing with Lan Haoyu, he didn't go all out at all, had it not been for Emperor Ao to use holy weapons, he would still not use the blood dragon spirit of eight hundred feet.
"Gosh!"
The human race warrior exclaimed, his eyes are bigger than bullseye. Even if they were desperate, they could only master the blood dragon spirit of 60 to 70 zhang~IndoMTL.com~ Compared with Ling Dao's blood dragon spirit of 800 zhang, their achievements were not worth mentioning. The blood dragon spirit with a length of six or seven feet has increased their strength by a bit, and to what level can the blood dragon spirit of eight hundred feet increase Ling Dao's strength?
Lao Qi of the Immortal Gourd Palace hiding in the distance was even more shocked and stepped back hundreds of meters, for fear that Ling Dao would trouble him. He couldn't beat the original Ling Dao, but the current Ling Dao was definitely stronger, so strong that he could only retreat. If he played against Ling Dao, he wouldn't even be able to stop Ling Dao's punch without using his hole cards.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Even if I saw it with my own eyes, none of the Dragon Warriors here believed it. Even if it is a true dragon, the blood dragon spirit that is mastered at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm is less than one hundred feet. Could it be said that Ling Dao was pretending to be Tianzun? Did he deliberately suppress the realm?
"An illusion, it must be an illusion."
The Heavenly King Realm Peak Flood Dragon, who was fighting Lei Wenyuan and Dong Miaoyin, couldn't help muttering. Even the Heavenly Sovereign-level Flood Dragon, the blood dragon spirit it masters, can't have eight hundred feet. Lei Wenyuan and Dong Miaoyin seized the opportunity to perform a killer move, which finally wounded the dragon at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm.
"It's just a blind eye, do you think you can really fool your Highness?"
Ao Huang is forced to calm down. Of course he knows if he is blindfolded. However, the battle with Ling Dao has just begun. As the prince of the true dragon clan, he would never allow himself to lose to a human martial artist who was lower than his own. What about the eight hundred zhang blood dragon spirit, doesn't he have a sacred dragon armor?
"Eight Dragon Seals!"
Eight Buddhism, one day congregation, two dragon congregation, three yasha, four gandapo, five asuras, six garudas, seven gennaras, eight mahuras. Once, there was a peerless genius of the true dragon family who went to the Heavenly Buddha Region to steal his teacher, and finally created eight Heavenly Dragon Seals, which can control the sea, the universe, and the stars!