1699: C1699 Chiyou's Blood

C1699 Chiyou's Blood

In an instant, 774 dragons rushed out of his body and 49 dragons covered the entire arena.

Violent mana surged, even the ascetic monk, Xuan Qing, Feng Qingyang, Fei Wuji and the others who were in the midst of a chaotic battle were stunned.

Every fire dragon was the size of a planet. Under the control of Li Chenhe, forty-nine fire dragons roared and charged down.

Such a magnificent and terrifying attack shocked the people of the other seven forces.

The second prince of Eastern Wastelands was too powerful. He was probably far stronger than the other seven great geniuses!

Wu Zhan had also sensed the power of the True Dragon. He used all his strength to stomp on the ground and roar madly.

He waved the mace in his hand and instantly rushed towards the fire dragon that was charging down.

"Boom!" The first true dragon roared down, surging with a huge amount of magic power. However, it was shattered by Wu Zhan's mace.

But this was only the first True Dragon. There were still 48 fire dragons.

The storm of impact almost caused the entire arena to collapse. At this time, all the other geniuses stopped to watch this scene.

The True Dragon roared and tore through space, wave after wave of impact.

"The first!"

"The second one!"

The third!

The fourth!

The fifth!

" The sixth rule! "

When the ninth fire dragon charged down, the first set was even more powerful than the last.

Wu Zhan could not hold on any longer. The mace in his hand was shattered. His bronze-colored skin was also covered in wounds, and the blood of the Shamans spilled down.

Shaman Zhan fell. He struggled to support himself on the ground with his hands. He gritted his teeth, and his face was full of unwillingness to admit defeat.

Li Chenhe, who was in the air, seemed to have long since gotten used to all of this. His face was expressionless as he stared coldly at the ground below him.

"All seven of you, attack together. Save time!" Li Chenhe shouted coldly.

Until now, no one dared to make a sound. Wu Zhan's strength had been witnessed by everyone, but even Wu Zhan could not withstand the attack of the True Dragon formed by the Imperial Dragon Qi.

Seven hundred and forty-nine True Dragons. Wu Zhan had withstood nine attacks, and his mace had been shattered.

If it was any one of them, who would be able to withstand it? "

This kid has some skill! " Hao Ren was somewhat surprised. The attack power of the Emperor-based Dragon Qi was indeed powerful.

Although he was a veteran peak Soul Formation Stage mighty figure, he might not be able to withstand seven to nine consecutive True Dragon attacks.

"That's right. No wonder this person is infamous. His strength is indeed not bad." Xing Wuya praised.

"I'm afraid that this person still has hidden strength!" Grandmaster Yin Yang analyzed.

Everyone was puzzled. Looking at Grandmaster Tai Yin, Grandmaster Tai Yin shook his head. He was merely relying on his intuition.

At this moment, Su Bai suddenly said, "That's true. This man is indeed hiding his strength."

"But the witch warrior has yet to be defeated."

As expected, just as Su Bai finished speaking, the witch warrior who was about to fight to the end stood up again.

The witch warrior wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Many parts of his tall body had been exposed.

"You are very strong, but I can still fight!" Wu Zhan roared loudly. In an instant, his entire body grew rapidly.

An ancient aura surged out of his body. It was an extremely ferocious aura.

Everyone was shocked as they looked at Wu Zhan, who had suddenly changed. They did not understand why.

The other Shamans started shouting in excitement.

"Awoo! Awoo!"

"The blood of the progenitor!"

... "The bloodline of the progenitor has awakened!"

Su Bai's blood was boiling. He could feel a great power awakening inside Wu Zhan's body. Although it was only a tiny bit, it was indescribably terrifying.

"Chiyou's blood?" Su Bai muttered to himself.

He was curious about this legendary figure on Earth.

According to the description, Su Bai deduced that Chi You was at least a half-step Immortal Venerable, or even a true Immortal Venerable.

However, he couldn't recall any more. It was as if a force had naturally erased his memories of Chi You.

Wu Zhan suddenly became stronger. His imposing manner was as if a peerless ferocious beast was hibernating in his body. It made people shiver in fear.

Li Chenhe did not care. He coldly looked at Wu Zhan, whose body had turned into the size of a mountain. Then, with a wave of his hand, a true dragon roared and charged down.

The true dragon brought along a destructive imperial draconic aura and attacked Wu Zhan's body. It shattered on its own, but Wu Zhan didn't move at all.

"Very good, this prince wants to see how many True Dragon attacks you can withstand!" Li Chenhe sneered. He waved his hands, and the Emperor-based Dragon Qi appeared once again.

However, this time, it was not the 7749 true dragons, but only one.

The difference was that the strength of this True Dragon far surpassed the previous 49.

The True Dragon condensed and formed, surging with destructive power that was comparable to a star.

"Kill!" Li Chenhe waved his hand in the air. The True Dragon roared and shook the space.

In an instant, the ground was torn to pieces, and even the masters of the major powers who were in the air above the stands were shocked.

Li Chenhe was probably not weaker than them. In fact, he was even stronger than them.

In the face of the destructive dragon's roar, the dragon claw was shining with golden light. It seemed like it was about to condense into a real dragon.

Even the son of the Eastern Wastelands' King, Li Zhentian, could not help but sigh with emotion. This younger brother of his was indeed talented. He had actually managed to cultivate the Imperial Dragon Qi to such an extent.

At that moment, the other Shamans, including the tribe leader, could not help but worry.

They had thought that Wu Zhan was the only one among the Shamans who had inherited a trace of the Progenitor's bloodline in the past thousands of years. He was talented, and he was strong enough to suppress the rest of the people in the Dao Discussion.

However, they did not expect that the second prince of the Eastern Wastelands would be so powerful. In fact, he had even surpassed the peak existences like them who had cut themselves in half.0

"Roar!" The Shaman's aura was not weak either. His feet shook the ground as he roared at the gigantic dragon that was diving down.

The giant dragon surged with violent power and tore everything apart. In the blink of an eye, it had already swooped down and submerged Wu Zhan's mountain-sized body.

No one knew what had happened. The entire arena was shaking. If not for the protection of a special formation, the arena would have long been shattered.

The imperial draconic aura spread. At the same time, rays of dim light appeared, filling the air with an ancient aura.

The magical energy fluctuated. Even a peak Soul Formation cultivator wouldn't dare to easily use their spiritual will. That was because their spiritual will would be shattered by the terrifying power.

Finally, the aftershock dispersed, and a few shocking large holes appeared on the ground.

Wu Zhan's body had returned to normal. His hands were propped on the ground, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. His bronze-colored skin was left with scars.

"I lost!" Wu Zhan said honestly with a sullen face.

"Patriarch, clansmen, I've lost. I've let my ancestors down!" Wu Zhan shouted in frustration.

At this moment, the entire scene was silent. No one dared speak, and the sound of fluttering wind resounded.

Everyone looked at Li Chenhe, who was standing high up in the sky with his hands behind his back.

"Are you all going to continue the battle?" Li Chenhe was like a king as he scanned the crowd and shouted.

- - The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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