Battle God Emperor

C1353 Just Kidding?



C1353 Just Kidding?

With a whoosh, a strong wind swept over from the distance. The cultivators in the Great Dragon Immortal Palace all felt the powerful wind and knelt down, unable to raise their heads.    

    

The Primordial War God!    

    

The crowd was shocked, their eyes filled with despair.    

    

Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty, the strongest part of them all was Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage. Most of them were at the level of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage and below, so how could they possibly be a match for Hung Meng Battle God Stage?    

    

Loong Chen's expression was solemn to the extreme. Raising his head to look high into the sky, he saw a fiery-red robed youth standing in the air, looking down at them with a proud expression.    

    

Those eyes were filled with indifference, as though in his eyes, Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty and these people were just a bunch of ants!    

    

"Humph!" The fiery-robed youth snorted coldly. He raised his hand and sent a palm strike downwards. Violent fluctuations of soul power swept out in all directions.    

    

"If even fifty percent of my strength can't take it, then I don't have the qualifications to live anymore." The fiery-robed young man said indifferently. He stared downwards with cold eyes, as if he was watching the destruction of a group of ants.    

    

"Everyone retreat!"    

    

Just then, an angry roar came out, the black Qi around Loong Chen overflowed into the sky, rolling and undying, the air suddenly trembled, and a fine crack appeared.    

    

Divine might?    

    

Everyone looked down in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief. They were very clear, could it be that Loong Chen also had a Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level?    

    

How could a person from the Immortal Dynasty possess a Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level Battle Soul?    

    

"Interesting." The fiery-robed young man narrowed his eyes and increased the power of his palm strike.    

    

Even if Loong Chen had a Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level Battle Soul, in his opinion, it was only interesting. A brat with a Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage at the ninth level, no matter how strong he is, how powerful can he be?    

    

Before the palm energy had landed, the cultivators of Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty could no longer withstand the pressure of this palm. Many of them exploded, turning into a mist of blood that filled the air.    

    

Fifty percent of the power of the Hung Meng Battle God Stage had already surpassed the strength of half a step into the grandmist war god level.    

    

Seeing the Dragon Cultivator die one by one, Loong Chen's eyes revealed a hint of madness, and suddenly, the aura on his body changed. Loong Chen who was originally releasing a crazy amount of black Qi, suddenly had a huge black shadow appear behind him.    

    

From afar, the black silhouette was four hundred and fifty meters tall, and even the Hung Meng Battle God Stage's Battle Soul was not this strong. That terrifying might, was not even comparable to the Hung Meng Battle God Stage's Battle Soul.    

    

At a glance, it looked like a black lion sitting in the sky, puffing out clouds and mist while emitting an invincible might.    

    

"Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level Battle Soul, Ancient Devil Suiren!" The fiery-robed youth's expression finally changed. His pupils violently trembled, and he used all of his strength without the slightest hesitation.    

    

In his view, a person who possessed Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level and Battle Soul definitely could not let him grow up. Especially when he saw Loong Chen's scarlet eyes, his heart was even more moved with the desire to kill.    

    

If he did not kill him now, in the future, it would be Loong Chen who killed him instead of him.    

    

He was very clear on this point. Since they had already offended him, they must be killed immediately.    

    

Fortunately, he had Hung Meng Battle God Stage. Otherwise, he might not be able to do anything to Loong Chen.    

    

Boom!    

    

Loong Chen clenched his teeth, the ancient demonic beast Battle Soul channeled all of its soul power and rushed into the sky with an overflowing amount of power, its terrifying power colliding in the air.    

    

The fire-robed youth's palm struck Loong Chen's chest, and the sound of bones breaking continuously sounded out. It was extremely clear, and his internal organs were not much better off.    

    

Loong Chen's body flew outwards, and fiercely smashed onto the ground several hundred meters away. With a wow, he spat out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood, and his body went limp, paralyzed on the ground, unable to move anymore.    

    

"Immortal master!" Everyone from Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty shouted, and many of them quickly ran towards Loong Chen's direction, protecting him in the center.    

    

"A bunch of ants!" When the red-robed youth saw this, he coldly snorted and extended his hand to strike again. He was extremely displeased. A dying person had so many people protecting him. If it were him, he would have been scared away by now.    

    

Since they had already made their move, they might as well kill to their heart's content and directly eliminate this group of people. Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty must be controlled by their Battle God Hall.    

    

"Protect the Immortal Lord!"    

    

"Immortal masters are injured in order to protect us. Even if we die, we die in front of them."    

    

"This son of a bitch Battle God Hall, sooner or later he'll get his retribution!"    

    

The crowd shouted, and all of them surrounded Loong Chen at the center, quickly forming a wall of human flesh, even if they were going to die, they did not want to retreat one bit.    

    

Loong Chen's red eyes were filled with tears. He really wanted to shout and make everyone retreat quickly, but unfortunately, he could not make a sound.    

    

The fire red robed youth's palm almost crippled his Soul Sea and shattered all the meridians in his body.    

    

Even if he had a Grade Three Heavenly Dao Level Battle Soul, he was still nothing in front of a true primordial war god.    

    

When the cultivators outside the Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty saw this scene, their eyebrows knitted together. They were also infected by the atmosphere of the Da Long cultivators.    

    

In their minds, they were thinking of a question. If their master encountered such a situation, would they rush forward?    

    

The answer was no!    

    

Many people revealed an expression of impatience. Unfortunately, they only represented the Battle Soul Hall and the Battle God Hall, no one had ever dared to disobey the orders of the Battle God Hall, and it was a pity that this was the Great Dragon Immortal Dynasty's immortal master.    

    

When the red-robed youth saw the situation below him, he became even more furious. He felt an indescribable jealousy toward Loong Chen.    

    

"Die."    

    

As the palm energy fell, the fiery-robed youth coldly smiled. No matter how much you were loved and respected, in the end you still couldn't escape death.    

    

"Chi Chi!"    

    

Suddenly, a sharp beam of light whistled through the air and slammed into the astral palm. Its speed was unbelievably fast, many people only felt their bodies go cold from the impact.    

    

After which, the vast palm-aura shattered with a 'puchi' sound, before disappearing into nothingness. Only then did the storm gradually calm down.    

    

"Who is it!" The fiery-robed youth's eyebrows rose as he stared coldly into the distance.    

    

In the blink of an eye, two streaks of light appeared in the air above the Immortal palace.    

    

However, high up in the sky above Loong Chen and the others, there stood a black-robed youth.    

    

"Heaven Fighting!" The fiery-robed youth cried out in alarm, his pupils violently trembling. Towards Dou Tian, he had a fear that came from the depths of his heart.    

    

"You want to kill him?" Dou Tian also recognized the fiery-robed youth. He remembered that this person was standing next to Zhan Yuyan in the Asura Secret Realm.    

    

That's right, the fiery-robed youth was Zhan Baiyang. Dou Tian knew this name from Sikong Cangjian's memories, it's just that Dou Tian didn't care about him at all.    

    

But now, this man actually wanted to kill Loong Chen and destroy the dragon.    

    

He owed Loong Family too much, and now that there was only Loong Chen left, how could Duotian let him die?    

    

"No, no, no. I didn't kill him. I was just playing a joke on him." Zhan Baiyang immediately waved his hand and kept retreating.    

    

"Are you kidding? Then I'll just joke with you. " Dou Tian's expression was cold. He had long since experienced how shameless someone with Battle God Hall was.    

    

The moment he finished speaking, he walked towards Zhan Baiyang step by step with a cold killing intent.    

    


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