C722 He Turned into a True Dragon
C722 He Turned into a True Dragon
In an instant, the huge Martial Arena once again boiled up.
There was no doubt about Yang Fann's strength. The Body was invincible, and the Soul was unparalleled. He was simply an undefeatable monster.
Holy Son Of The True Dragon and Zhen Longwushuang weren't easy to deal with either. According to the legends, Holy Son Of The True Dragon and Zhen Longwushuang weren't easy to deal with either. The True Dragon Bloodline in his body was as tall as a 8th layer, and was the number one monster in the Holy Land Of True Dragon in the past million years. Among the young generation, besides Son Of Genuine Force and Zhen Wuxuan who were able to suppress him, even Little Sword-god was slightly inferior to him.
This battle would surely be extremely exciting, and it might even be more exciting than the previous one.
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In the Four Direction Platform.
"Good! Good! Good! It was another visual feast. This time, the Artifact Spirit had finally done a good deed!! "
"Good! Holy Son Of The True Dragon is on the Dragon-breaking Platform. The two of them are about to start fighting. I wonder who will be stronger?"
"Although Holy Son Of The True Dragon is also the number one Peerless Evildoer in the world, I'm afraid he is still weaker than Yang Fann, that monster. The battle between the two of them should be a draw. Holy Son Of The True Dragon is number two, Yang Fann is number eight! "
"Indeed! Yang Fann's monster was really too much of a monster. He is simply not human!"
. . .
Countless martial artist were discussing amongst themselves, but most of them were more optimistic about Yang Fann. There was no helping it. Yang Fann's performance in the previous battle was too stunning. Although Holy Son Of The True Dragon had the monster, he was only slightly stronger than Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue. It was easy to defeat Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue, but it would be difficult to kill Ximen Piaoxue like Yang Fann did.
Defeating and killing were two different concepts!
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The Eight Great Holy Lands.
"Damn it! How dare you look down on me, Wushuang Disciple, a bunch of blind fools! Open your dog eyes wide and take a good look! I, Wushuang Disciple, am not as simple as you think!" A hint of anger flashed across Holy Lord True Dragon's eyes as he cursed.
"Brother Wutian, could it be that Wushuang Nephew still has something to hide?" Nine Solar Holy Lord looked at Holy Lord True Dragon curiously and asked. Just like the others, he didn't think too highly of Zhen Longwushuang. In his opinion, Zhen Longwushuang was better than Ximen Piaoxue. Between the two of them. . . There wasn't much of a difference. If the two of them were to fight. . . It was very likely that there would be a 40-60 chance of winning, and Ximen Piaoxue would be the 4th. Zhen Longwushuang's 6th chance was only because of Holy Lord True Dragon's face. He just didn't say it out loud.
"Brother Human King, you will know in a while!" Holy Lord True Dragon smiled mysteriously and kept him in suspense. "Meeting me, Wushuang Disciple, Little Brute's death is not far away!"
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On the Dragon-breaking Platform.
Yang Fann and Zhen Longwushuang were a thousand feet apart, standing opposite of each other.
Today, Zhen Longwushuang was wearing a black Dragon Scale armor. His aura was extremely terrifying, and he just stood there casually. Immediately, it gave people the feeling of an ancient era. His aura was so powerful that it made people tremble in fear. In all directions, there was a huge space. All over his body. . . Every pore and cell of his was hibernating with a ferocious and evil killing intent. Those whose willpower was slightly weaker had probably yet to start a war. They were already afraid before the battle even started. With ten levels of combat strength, They wouldn't be able to use even one level.
On the other hand, Yang Fann was as calm as ever. His aura was calm and did not reveal a trace of sharpness. Those who didn't know what was going on would think that he was an ordinary person who didn't know anything about the martial arts.
Right at this moment. . . .
Zhen Longwushuang's eyes suddenly turned, and an indescribable surprise bloomed in his eyes. His facial expression started to twitch. His body trembled slightly due to excitement. He looked up into the sky and suddenly burst out laughing wildly. "Hahaha. . . The heavens have eyes, Yang Fann. I have finally caught you. After today, Your points, your opportunity. . . Hahaha. . . "
At this moment, it seemed like even the death of his cousin, True Dragon Wu Mie, had become unimportant. Yang Fann was only twenty years old, but he already possessed the strength to fight and even suppress Seeded Evildoer. Even an idiot wouldn't believe it if he said that he didn't have a fortuitous encounter that could shake the heaven and earth.
As long as he could seize Yang Fann's fortune, it would only be a matter of time before he surpassed Son Of Genuine Force or even the other Son Of Monarch.
"You want my fortune and points? You are just a piece of trash?" Yang Fann curled his lips in disdain. Even though Zhen Longwushuang was stronger than Ximen Piaoxue, his strength was limited. Furthermore, his current cultivation base had once again broken through a small realm.
"The sharp-tongued Little Brute, do you really think that you can do whatever you want just because you defeated Ximen Piaoxue?!" Zhen Longwushuang's eyes were filled with killing intent. He grinned hideously and said, "Very soon, I will let you know what despair is!"
The next moment. . .
Before Yang Fann could speak, Zhen Longwushuang's body trembled slightly. In an instant, a tremendous Dragon Qi was unleashed from his body, mixed with an ancient dragon's roar. The entire Dragon-breaking Platform seemed to be covered by the surging Dragon Qi.
"Roar. . . "
Zhen Longwushuang's entire body began to tremble. An unparalleled strength was born within his body like a landslide or a tsunami, causing the aura around him to rise crazily and steadily. It was as if there was no end to it.
Inside his body, the sky and the earth were turning upside down. Every meridian in his body was expanding at a rapid speed. It was three times bigger than before. Five times. . . Ten times. . . A hundred times. . . A thousand times. . . Ten thousand times. . . They were like peerless evil dragons that roamed and galloped in the sea of the human body.
In the next moment. . .
"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi!" . . .
On the surface of Zhen Longwushuang's skin, shiny golden Dragon Scales appeared.
His body began to grow taller.
Ten meters. . . Fifteen meters. . . Ten meters. . . Ten hundred meters. . . Five hundred zhang. . . Three hundred meters. . .
"Become a half-dragon?" Yang Fann quietly watched Zhen Longwushuang's transformation, his eyes faintly revealing a trace of disdain. It was not his first time seeing this move. Whether it was True Dragon Wu Mie or Bai Chen, both of them had used it before. Although Zhen Longwushuang's power was a lot stronger, there was nothing special about him.
But at this moment. . .
"Roar. . . "
A heaven-shaking dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.
"Rumble. . . "
A pair of ferocious dragon horns emerged from the top of True Dragon Wu Mie's head. Almost at the same time, his entire head turned into a dragon's head. This was not the end. His body, which had already grown to three thousand feet, grew once again. To be more precise, it should be lengthened. Three thousand feet. . . Five thousand feet. . . Eight hundred feet. . .
"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!" "Puchi!" . . .
All four of his limbs had been transformed into incomparably sharp Dragon Claws. They were powerful and powerful, as if they could shatter the stars with a wave of his hand. A huge golden dragon tail was pulled out at once.
In an instant, the mighty aura of the Archaic Wilderness was completely unleashed, sweeping across the heaven and earth.
Finally, Zhen Longwushuang had successfully transformed into a dragon. Unlike True Dragon Wu Mie and True Dragon Wu Mie, he was a real Divine Beast Golden Dragon. A thousand feet long Primordial Golden Dragon was entrenched in the sky.
Dragon roars could be heard.
The Qi was so high and mighty that it could look down on all living things. It was supreme, and it could rule the world!
. . .
In the square stands.
"Dragon Transformation! This is a true dragon transformation!!"
"Hiss. . . We have all underestimated Holy Son Of The True Dragon. The True Dragon Bloodline in his body is not the legendary 8th layer. It is very likely to be at the ninth layer, or even more!!"
" What a good Holy Son Of The True Dragon! He really hid himself well. If we hadn't met this monster, Yang Fann, we would probably still have been kept in the dark! "
. . .
Countless martial artist exclaimed repeatedly. They were also in the dragon transformation state. The body of a dragon had completely transformed into a Divine Beast True Dragon. They were two completely different concepts, and they couldn't even be mentioned in the same breath. As long as the True Dragon Bloodline in his body exceeded the fifth level of the half-dragon transformation, And if he wanted to completely transform into a Divine Beast True Dragon. . . At this moment, Holy Son Of The True Dragon was comparing the true Divine Beast True Dragon to the real one. Of course, it was a matured Divine Beast True Dragon. It was not an adult Divine Beast True Dragon. Otherwise. . . There was no need to fight anymore. Just based on his aura. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *
One should know that adult Divine Beasts had the combat strength of at least a Sovereign. A Divine Beast King like the True Dragon was one of the most outstanding ones among them.
However, even though it was only an adult Divine Beast True Dragon, its strength was still incomparably terrifying. It could be said to be the strongest Invincible Emperor. Almost no one below Quasi-emperor Paragon was a match for it.
"I'm afraid that the chances of winning this time around will be reversed. . . "
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Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.
Son Of Genuine Force Zhen Wuxuan squinted his eyes and said solemnly, "Zhen Longwushuang. Is this your trump card? You have the right to make me fight with all my strength. "
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