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Rumble rumble rumble!

Within the dark cave, the air rumbled and constantly collapsed. A vast and terrifying aura enveloped the area like heavenly might, causing all of the geniuses from outside this region to tremble in fear. They felt incomparable fear, unable to rise in the slightest.

In the air, those two bright and terrifying images were just like God s. Even though they were only images, their eyes had a strange spirit and spirit within them.

Facing the two simulacrum of saints, not to mention other people, even Son-of-Saint, Zihua felt an unprecedented pressure. Even though he activated his blood vessels, his body still felt like it was being pressed down by a terrifying mountain, even his breathing became extremely heavy.

At this very moment, everyone present felt astonished and aghast, feeling reverence towards the terrifying existence of the Son-of-Saint Level, while at the same time, the geniuses from outside this region also sneered in their hearts. The so called Confucian Sect, Shen Xuan, an extremely famous aboriginal was ultimately unable to contend against the true Saint Blood Lineage, and would undoubtedly die this time.

Among the crowd, Lu Guan's face was extremely ugly, while Son-of-Saint, Zihua was clenching his teeth as he secretly gathered his strength. As for Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei, their faces were pale, but at the same time, were filled with ridicule and amusement.

"Die, ant!"

Instantly, the shadows of the two saints in the sky behind them, that were the source of their bloodline, exploded into a monstrous wave of energy. The earth-shattering power overwhelmed Ye Hao, causing the space to shatter inch by inch like a mirror.

The Dragon King Knife in Ye Hao's hand seemed to have received some kind of stimulation as it began to tremble crazily. On the other side, a group of geniuses from the foreign lands had already buried their heads into the dust, their bodies trembling like a sieve, as if they lacked even the courage to face such power.

As for Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei, their faces were even paler than before, but their eyes were filled with glee and ridicule. They stared at Liu Tie without blinking, as if they wanted to see the teenager being crushed into a Blood Fog.

The vast and majestic primordial purple qi gathered together, but before he could make a move, a world-shaking, high-pitched dragon roar suddenly rang out from the center of the rampaging Storm of Power. Soon after, a terrifying fluctuation permeated with an ancient and desolate aura, suddenly rose up from the center of the battlefield.

"This is …"

"How is this possible?!"

The sudden turn of events caused Son-of-Saint, Zihua's aura to freeze. Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei's expression changed drastically, and their pupils constricted in disbelief as they stared fixedly at the center of the battlefield. Inside the raging and raging Storm of Power, a true dragon simulacrum that was filled with terrifying pressure, wriggled and wriggled as if it had come from ancient times, and just materialized like that.

Roar!

In the darkness of the cave, the golden glow was resplendent, and the dragon's roar was shocking. Amidst the terrifying dragon roar, all of the geniuses raised their heads in a daze. Soon after, they suddenly saw the dragon-shaped figure that exuded an ancient and desolate aura.

"This... "This is …"

"True dragon?!"

"How is this possible!"

"..."

The group of geniuses from outside this region felt their scalps go numb as they cried out in horror. All of them felt as if they had been struck by lightning as they stood unmoving on the spot. They stared in disbelief at the dragon phantom swimming in the sky.

Everyone had thought that once the two Saints ignited their blood in their bodies and used all their strength, they would be able to crush Aboriginal Youth to death. But who would have thought that at the last moment, a true dragon would suddenly appear, blocking the attack of the two Saints.

It had to be known that a being like a True Dragon only existed in legends, and even in the depths of the Star Sea, they still possessed a peerless reputation. As long as they were born, they would still have the demeanor of a Zhi Zun, and it could be said that as long as they grew up, they would definitely be able to step into the Paramount Stage.

Innate Sovereign, Peerless Emperor Demon.

A True Dragon was blessed by the heavens, reaped special benefits, hence their numbers were extremely few. Since ancient times, Star Sea had never been so vast that it could not be found.

And now, within this Desolate Land, a True Dragon's image had actually appeared. It was as if it was real, so how could it not shock the crowd of heaven's pride level experts?

In fact, not to mention the others, even Ye Hao himself was shocked at the scene in front of him. His black eyes stared in shock at the space in front of him, and the golden True Dragon image roared again and again.

He was probably the only one who knew that the illusion of a True Dragon was coming out of the Dragon King Knife. It seemed to have been stimulated by the outburst of the two saint's shadows. Even Ye Hao did not expect such a change.

Just like the Soul Suppressing Bridge and Sky Breaking Halberd, they were basically not as powerful as they used to be at the peak. If not, with just the two Heavenly Man treasures, how could he hold back the two real Ultimate Imperial Weapon, namely the Sky Breaking Halberd and Soul Suppressing Bridge,?

Even though it was extremely faint and ethereal, the vast dragon might it exuded seemed to have originated from the ancient times. Even the two saint's illusions that had exploded with power were firmly blocked, unable to break through. This caused Ye Hao's mind to be greatly shocked, and at the same time, he felt a sense of excitement.

Needless to say more, he still did not know much about the Dragon King Knife and even Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang's Nine Great Imperial Weapon back then.1

Ye Hao suppressed the excitement in his heart. He looked at the two Saints with a pale face and sneered, "What a pity. Even if you borrow the power of your ancestors, it doesn't seem to be enough."

Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei were stunned. Killing intent surged in their eyes, but they did not say anything. They only stared fearfully at the True Dragon phantom in the air that was confronting the source of their bloodline.

Although the youth in front of them came from Desolate Land, and was just a lowly native, his trump cards were even richer than Saint Blood Lineage s like them. Even if it were the two Great Sacred Children, at this moment, they felt an unprecedented dread in their hearts, and a faint thought of retreating came to their minds.

Ye Hao, on the other hand, seemed to have seen through the thoughts of the two Sacred Children, and said with a gloomy grin: "Son-of-Saint Level demon-level, Saint Blood Lineage, a dragon amongst men, today … I want to slay a dragon! "

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