The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 294: The Supreme Dragon Emperor reappears

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"Huh, the kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, dare to be so presumptuous in front of the old man, he will die!"

Suddenly, Elder Jiang flicked his palm: "Eight palms!"

In an instant, eight huge pitch-black palms greeted him, slapped away at the dragon flame in front of him. The power of each palm print is enough to be five hundred thousand knots.

"Dragon Blood Warrior-Hidden Dragon Style!"

Long Yan roared wildly, holding the ink gun and quickly greeted him, shaking in the ink gun, and directly smashed the eight-fold palm prints, but he himself was also hit by the power of the eight-fold palm prints, and he slammed out of it.

"It's just that the old man only hits casually with 10% of his strength. It is not surprising that he can resist it."

Elder Jiang's face was extremely disdainful.

Everyone was shocked to the extreme in their hearts. With only 10% of the power, it was already so amazing, if it was 10% of the power...I dare not imagine.

"Come again, take a blow from my 20% strength-sixteen palms!"

Elder Jiang is ruthless and unrighteous. Those eyes that were originally kind, have now become as cold as a blade, and his arm flicks again.

Sixteen huge pitch-black palm prints shot out towards the Long Yan in front.

Sixteen palm prints, each of which has a power of 500,000 jun. If an ordinary great profound master reaches the eighth level of the profound path, it is estimated that he will be killed instantly.

However, Long Yan is not an ordinary Great Profound Master. He is the purest descendant of the ancient war dragon family and the blood of war dragons.

"Yinlong style!"

Long Yan roared, his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and the ink gun in his hand vibrated, and his strength rolled like waves.

At this moment, the ink gun in his hand seemed to have been transformed into a dragon, and suddenly he let out a deep dragon roar, a huge energy wave, even in the form of ripples visible to the naked eye, moving toward the surroundings. open.

In an instant, the wind howled!

The earth is dusty!

"Boom!"

A huge wave of energy smashed all the sixteen pitch black palm prints. However, Long Yan himself was so shocked that he flew out and fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

It is unimaginable how terrifying the fighting power of the strong Zongdao is. With only 20% of the power, Long Yan, the strongest descendant in the history of the ancient war dragon family, was severely wounded.

"Old Piff, you stop me!"

Qin Yi roared, even the black hair on his head was standing upside down, but the power that restrained him was too great, and when he tried his best, it was hard to move.

Elder Jiang ignored Qin Yi, turned his back, and sneered at Long Yan, who was already severely injured: "Boy Mao, how many palms can you hold me against?"

In front of a strong person whose cultivation level has reached the five levels of the sect, Long Yan, a great profound master who has not even broken through the sect, is simply an ant, and is played in his palm at will.

"Another blow from my 30% strength."

Elder Jiang flicked his arm randomly again: "Thirty-two palms!"

Thirty-two huge black palm prints, one after another, patted towards Long Yan fiercely.

"War Dragon Style!"

After the severe injury, the Dragon Yan not only did not lose the slightest wilt, but seemed more and more crazy. The blood of the dragon in the body was burning.

The aura on his body climbed again, his head full of silver hair, roots stand upside down, his body burst out like a dragon going out to sea, and he swept away with ink guns in both hands, a huge ink gun shadow, fiercely Sweep out.

"Boom!"

The ink-colored gun shadow hit the thirty-two palm prints severely. The thirty-two palm prints and the powerful energy waves knocked back Elder Jiang in a big step.

Huh!

Long Yan flew horizontally again and smashed against the wall of the other courtyard. The wall could not withstand the force, collapsed with a crash, and dust was everywhere.

Long Yan's body was already cracked, and silver blood poured out, but it did not kill him. His face was pale, and his eyes were burning with war spirit.

"Hey, boy, you are not dead?"

Elder Jiang was quite surprised, and an incredible color appeared on his face. With a blow of 30% of his power, even the powerhouse who had broken through the Dao would be instantly killed.

However, Long Yan didn't die, instead, his eyes burned with more and more crazy fighting spirit.

"Old Piff, stop!"

Looking at Long Yan actually injured like this, Qin Yi and Yang Shiqi both saw their livers and gallbladders split, and their eyes stared.

Since entering the Tianxing Mansion and getting acquainted with Long Yan, the two of them quickly established a deep relationship with Long Yan. The three of them are basically inseparable when they are old.

For Long Yan, Qin Yi always feels unspeakable, he always exudes an inexplicable familiar breath, attracting himself.

"Old Piff, I swear here that I will break you into pieces in the future!"

Qin Yi was completely crazy. At this moment, he saw that his brother was wounded like this. The rules of the magic trail and the master's wish were all left behind by him.

Long Yan was lying on the ground. Although he was fighting the sky in his chest, he was extremely injured. Silver blood was constantly flowing on the cracked body. He felt his life swiftly pulling away from his body.

He is very strong, and he is of the same rank, but in front of a strong sect like Elder Jiang, he can hardly bear even 30% of the opponent's strength.

"Take me 40% more!"

Elder Jiang ignored Qin Yi's roar and increased his strength by 10%: "Sixty-four palms!"

With a flick of his arm, sixty-four huge black palm prints appeared, murderous, layered on top of each other, densely packed, and people felt suffocated.

Sixty-four pitch-black palm prints shot out mercilessly at Qin Yi who was lying on the ground, and the entire space of the other courtyard was suddenly distorted.

"The old man..."

Qin Yi's eyes were open, and he roared wildly.

But at this moment.

"Ah--"

Long Yan, who had been lying on the ground silently, suddenly roared, his head full of silver hair, dancing wildly.

Teng!

In his eyes, the vision reappeared, and a strange picture emerged. It was a scene of extinction. The endless mountains and rivers were all shattered and the bones were like mountains.

This is the scene of the destruction of the Ancient Era!

The huge silver dragon appeared in the screen again, fighting wildly between the dilapidated world. It was already covered with scars. The silver dragon's blood stained the earth, and the huge dragon's tail swept directly into a huge The castle was razed to the ground.

The images in Long Yan's eyes are constantly changing, extremely fast, and they are all images of golden dragons fighting wildly, and the scene is extremely vast.

Finally, the overwhelming silver dragon fell and lay horizontally on the ruined ground.

This is the image of the Supreme Dragon Emperor, who fell in that world-destroying battle that was endless years ago.

"This is... the Supreme Dragon Emperor!"

Looking at the fallen silver dragon in Long Yan’s eyes, Qin Yi instantly concluded that this giant silver dragon was the Supreme Dragon Emperor he encountered when he entered the Ancient Era of the past. !

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