249: C249 Red Flood Dragon

C249 Red Flood Dragon

Lou Yuekong raised a single hand and sent a palm down. His right hand quickly enlarged, and his arm instantly became extremely sturdy, transforming into an enormous silver stone tablet. The symbols on it had already rotted away, and it was impossible to discern them clearly. However, the moment it turned into the silver monument, the aura of a Xiantian God filled the air!

"This is …" The stone stele in front of the tomb has actually evolved from his own body! " A look of shock appeared in Senior Hua's eyes.

"That's right, that's exactly what was in front of the tomb of the deity. It was evolved from his own magic!"

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion. They were all shocked by Lou Yuekong's divine ability.

Meng Xuan realized that none of the people who came to the Lunar Scourge were weak. Either he was born with a heaven-step divine body, or he would be born with an eternal god, which contained supreme power within.

The silver stone tablet formed by the giant hand was extremely large. It was in all four directions and as it struck forward, even the air was collapsing due to the impact. Shattered light scattered down from above, turning this place into a star.

Meng Xuan narrowed his eyes. Without the slightest fear, he threw out a palm strike to meet the attack of the silver stone monument. Everyone's eyes were filled with ridicule, especially for junior sister Su and senior brother Hua.

Junior Sister Su said, "You really are a barbarian. Is the Silver Tablet Hand something that your body can fight against?"

"In a single exchange, you will be smashed into pieces. "One of them is at the First Sky of Sky Realm while the other is at the Second Sky of Sky Realm. There's no way to compare them at all. The Ninth District has really declined." Brother Hua said.

The silver monolith clashed with Meng Xuan's right hand. Instantly, the air exploded and a rain of light rained down everywhere. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, cracks appeared on the silver monument!

Lou Yuekong was forced back by ten zhang, his pupils contracting violently as he was pushed back several hundred zhang. The stone tablet quickly evolved into the right arm, and fresh blood dripped down from it.

After just exchanging blows, he had already suffered a negative blow!

He looked at his right hand in disbelief, his entire arm covered in criss-crossing cracks. He lowered his eyes and let out a neurotic laugh, "Hehehe, I actually got injured in the hands of barbarians."

Meng Xuan stood firmly and his momentum changed. He was like an unsheathed sharp sword. He had already completed the first three transformations of the True Dragon's Nine Transformations, and the strength of his body was far stronger than it had been in the past. Although the person before him was powerful, he wasn't a match for Meng Xuan at all.

"Kill!" Lou Yuekong made his move. The three spirits all rushed to the top of the dome, scattering down endless light in all directions. One of them had intelligent eyes, as if it had its own intelligence. As his eyes opened and closed, a destructive fluctuation spread out. The silver deity floated above the ninth heaven while sitting below the cloud. It formed a hand seal and spat out a vast amount of silver symbols, immediately submerging this area.

Instantly, the space around them was locked down as the divine sound of a great Dao appeared. Lou Yuekong, with a spear in his hand, dashed towards Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan realized that his movements had become immobilized, as though he had fallen into a swamp. At the same time, Lou Yuekong arrived.

His face was cold and indifferent as he bent his body so that it was almost level with the ground. But in the next moment, he suddenly raised his head and an earth-shattering aura rose from his body.

It was as if a fierce dragon was lifting its head!

Dragon Raising Its Head!

Boom, boom, boom!

Three earth-shattering explosions occurred consecutively, and the space actually shattered inch by inch. Pieces of space began to roll about one after another. That silver immortal god's face was filled with pain. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of innate essence energy, which was severely injured by the dragon head!

Just as Lou Yuekong approached, cracks appeared all over his body from the force of the dragon's head. He coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. Terror appeared in his eyes as he prepared to retreat, but it was too late.

"Did I let you go?" Meng Xuan lifted his head. His eyes were icy cold to the extreme as his body disappeared from where he stood. He struck out with his divine palm, causing Lou Yuekong's chest to cave in.

He grabbed onto Lou Yuekong's neck and held him up in his hands. Afterwards, he sealed up his entire cultivation and threw him into the Divine Flame Palace.

The crowd was stunned. Lou Yuekong was actually defeated?

"Impudent! Let the two of them back!"

"Do you know who they are? They are all genius disciples of the Holy Mountain. How dare you?"

"You're courting death!"

Meng Xuan looked at them indifferently. "What genius from the 8th region? What genius from the Sacred Mountain? He's not even worth a single blow."

Everyone angrily glared at Meng Xuan when they heard this. They wished that they could tear him into ten thousand pieces.

Na Duo, Yue Mutian and the rest stared blankly at the scene within the Gate of Destruction. The blood in his body boiled. No matter what, Meng Xuan was also from the ninth region. Only Meng Xuan had won the battle.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" In the mountains and ravines behind them, a powerful creature appeared. He was thirty feet tall, and when he held his upper body, his entire body was covered in scales. This was especially true for those with a large backbone. An entire flood dragon was coiled on top of it, and it was extremely terrifying.

"The son of the Scarlet Dragon!"

"Crimson Dragon!"

The Crimson Dragon's aura was much stronger than Lou Yuekong's. The flood dragon's head looked extremely ferocious. His arm was covered in dense scales, and before he even arrived, a fierce aura gushed out, striking the air and causing it to tremble.

Within his Dao-Sea, three Eternal Emperors were all blazing with flames, their bodies lit ablaze with divine fire. One of them was a small dragon. When it opened and closed its eyes, a vicious light flashed through them.

"So it's a small dragon." Meng Xuan laughed lightly, not putting him in his eyes at all.

The Scarlet Dragon was a dragon head and a human. Its pair of eyes were like rainbow-colored gems, brilliant and dazzling. Under the sunlight, they reflected a gorgeous splendor. His entire body was surging with energy. It was extremely majestic, and his blood energy soared to the sky.

This sort of primordial being was born with a heaven-step divine body, and inherited memories. He coldly stared at Meng Xuan as a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Report your name. I, the Crimson Wyrm, do not kill nameless cultivators."

"Haotian." Meng Xuan grinned as he spoke.

"Alright!" As soon as the Scarlet Dragon took a step forward, the entire space started to tremble. The bloody aura that was seeping out from his body almost filled the entire place. With a 'dang' sound, a golden hammer appeared in his hands. The golden handle was as long as a dragon, as he brandished the treasured artifact and flew towards Meng Xuan to kill him.

With a shake of his arm, the diamond chakram reassembled into a ten-foot-long pole, meeting the Scarlet Dragon's gigantic hammer head on.

Dang, dang, dang …

The two heavy weapons collided in the air, creating a muffled sound as sparks flew in all directions. The Scarlet Dragon's eyes turned cold as its arms trembled. It was slightly alarmed in its heart. It never thought that Meng Xuan's physical strength would be so fierce and not one bit weaker than its own.

"Scram!" The scarlet Flood Dragon went crazy. It raised its golden hammer and slammed it down towards Meng Xuan's head. Meng Xuan's palm swung out, smashing him into the ground.

Roar!

The scarlet Flood Dragon released a dragon's roar, splitting open the sky and charging out from the ground. It immediately released the divine might of its founder — a total of three. The first became a domain that enveloped this place. The first was a flood dragon. Its head and tail were connected, and the third was a divine ring.

The divine might of the three Ancestral Ancestor blossomed, blasting apart this entire area.

Weng, the sky below the clouds began to wrinkle and distort in an unsightly manner. The might of the three ancestors crazily pressed down on Meng Xuan, especially upon receiving the divine might of the Flood Dragon. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, completely transforming into a flood dragon with flesh and blood as they charged toward Meng Xuan's head.

Meng Xuanji's body began to shine as the might of his ancestral dragon blossomed. It transformed into a true dragon, a golden color. And then the second one, that was a round of the primal chaos diagram!

The taiji diagram rushed out. As it spun, it released the black and white energies. The corners were incomparably sharp. It instantly cut through the void and cut down on the flood dragon's body!

Puff!

The Flood Dragon shattered, and the remaining two Ancestor Gods' might fiercely pressed down on the scarlet Flood Dragon. It was like being pressed down by a mountain, exploding on his body!

The Scarlet Dragon gave a muffled snort. For the first time, shock appeared in its eyes. "True Dragon's divine might, you …"

Before he could finish his words, the divine might of the True Dragon smashed into the Scarlet Flood Dragon's chest, instantly sending him flying!

"Roar!" In the air, a world-shaking roar came from her bare feet. Innate Divine Spirit rushed out, it was only the size of a fist, like a dragon. Carrying along with it was thunder. Clouds and mist rose as scarlet clouds bloomed, flashing towards Meng Xuan. An aura similar to an archaic beast was released, making this area boil.

A mocking smile appeared on Meng Xuan's face. "You want to fight against me over a god?"

His True Dragon Deity also moved. It was only the size of a fist. It's body was like a dragon head. It spat out golden clouds that covered its entire body. He was going to fight against his innate divine spirit.

During the Great Spirit War, mana surged, causing explosions to occur everywhere. The God Power was pouring down, and the innate and True Dragon Gods were clashing with each other like two clouds.

Ah!0

A miserable cry sounded out. His Innate Divine Spirit had been struck by the palm of the True Dragon Divine Spirit, and was about to retreat. The True Dragon God opened his mouth wide, releasing a True Dragon God's roar. This was an innate suppression. Instantly, his Innate Divine Spirit arm exploded and retreated back into his body.

At almost the same time, the Scarlet Dragon's spine crazily twitched, and then it rushed out, turning into a huge red flood dragon that coiled like a mountain.

"Haotian, let's see how you will kill me!" The Flood Dragon sat coiled in the air, its entire body shining with a scarlet radiance. It was extremely terrifying.

"Do you think you're the only one with a big spine like that?" Meng Xuan laughed coldly as he looked at Qin Wentian. The aura emanating from his body abruptly pushed to its peak. Under the gazes of everyone present, fear and terror filled their hearts. Meng Xuan's spine twitched. At the same time, it was as if an ancient vicious beast was awakening!

From behind him, a True Dragon rushed out. It had five claws in total, and was radiating a brilliant golden light. Although it was only thirty meters in size, no one dared to underestimate it as it hovered in the air!

Its entire body was streamlined, and compared to the Scarlet Dragon, it appeared extremely slender. However, the aura it emitted could not be ignored by anyone.

A True Dragon!

This was forged by Meng Xuan using the back bone of his back. He coldly stared at the Scarlet Dragon.

Everyone's hearts surged with great waves as they looked at Meng Xuan in disbelief.

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