Chapter 1328 Intoxication Of Fire And Fire (1/2)
Chapter 1328 - Thousand Burning Fire G.o.d
Mo Xiaolang was too young, so young that it caused the three Perfection of the Martial Dao elders to suck in a breath of cold air.
Such a young boy actually killed Lin Yishen and Lin Yixian? One must know, Lin Yixian was a warrior of the Perfection of the Martial Dao. Furthermore, as the Young Master of the Inverse G.o.d Sect, he had much more combat capital than Lin Yishen, and even more than the three elders present.
Yet, this youth killed him. What sort of concept was this?
What kind of power could nurture such a youth?
Although this youth was hiding, he was still able to sense the aura of a demon from his body.
Demonic Beast!
The greatest possibility was that this youth came from the Desolate Imperial Domain, or even the Desolate Imperial Palace!
The situation of the Desolate Imperial Domain was different. All of the powerful races had their own way of doing things and their powers were scattered. They might as well not be as concentrated as the Imperial Domain of Sword Soul and the True Martial Emperor Domain. And the role of the Desolate Imperial Palace, was to stand at the peak as the commander and control the Desolate Imperial Domain. However, normally, they would still allow the major races to freely develop and go to war freely.
Therefore, even though they were from the Goblin Tribe, they might not necessarily be from the Desolate Imperial Palace.
However, regardless if they were people of the Desolate Imperial Palace, if they killed the Lin Yixian brothers today, they would have to pay the price!
”Mysterious Technique Against Chaos!”
The three great Rankers attacked over, and in that moment, a large amount of s.p.a.ce was torn apart. These three Rankers with supreme experience in the Martial Arts were no weaker than Han Yunxing and the others in terms of power, even Long Chen himself was trembling in fear.
During Mo Xiaolang's battle, Long Chen would first hide, not wanting to distract him.
Under the suppression from the three great Rankers, Mo Xiaolang was actually extremely quiet. As expected, his speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had already left the three great elders behind. They dispersed the three warriors.
”Whiz!”
Mo Xiaolang punched out!
Ding ding ding ding!
The s.p.a.ce in front of them shattered, turning into fragments as they headed towards one of the old men!
Long Chen squinted his eyes. He realized that Mo Xiaolang's body was a lot stronger than his. His fair skin looked soft and weak, but the strength contained within had already reached the extent that it was impossible for a pract.i.tioner of Divine Martial Stage to reach that level.
”The demon race's physique has always been strong. As a Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf, the little wolf must have absorbed a large amount of Divine Flame. Furthermore, with his current ident.i.ty in the Desolate Imperial Domain, he must have eaten countless treasures of heaven and earth to reach his current level. I think we need to absorb another ten percent of the ancestral dragon-inherited blood before we can be on par with him. ”
A body that was stronger than Long Chen's naturally carried a strong close-combat ability.
Mo Xiaolang was especially talented in this aspect. When they truly fought, he actually used all kinds of close-combat techniques. Sometimes he was like a wolf, sometimes he was like a tiger, and sometimes he even used all sorts of demon beasts to attack.
Every move and every move, it was as if they had gone through countless of years of experience as well as countless of strong warriors' blows, becoming incomparably exquisite. Mo Xiaolang, with just the strength of his body, with this complex and omnipotent close combat method, was actually able to fight to a draw with one of the Perfection of the Martial Dao pract.i.tioners.
Every move of the fist and claw caused s.p.a.ce to tremble and ripple outwards. If it hit the ground, it would immediately create a huge crater of several dozen meters in diameter.
Mo Xiaolang's battle opened everyone's eyes.
”Why does this close combat seem to be the demon race's most terrifying 'Armageddon'?”
”It's actually over there?” ”Rumor has it that tens of thousands of years ago, the Great Emperor of Desolation gathered the hundred strongest races of the demon race and has been through countless generations of legacies to train their close combat methods. This young man can cultivate the Armageddon, so her status among the demon race is definitely not low.”
”Nonsense, if it were low, would he be able to reach such a level at such a young age? Just what kind of demon beast is this!? ”
Hearing the words of others, Long Chen finally understood the terror of this seemingly simple close-combat method.
Shua shua shua!
Mo Xiaolang's body was constantly changing, sometimes he was a nimble monkey, sometimes he was a fierce giant elephant. With a single punch, that Perfection of the Martial Dao pract.i.tioner who was using a heaven-defying profound art, was directly sent flying by his strong physical body!
The three Perfection of the Martial Dao warriors were all shocked. They understood in their hearts that this youth was definitely a high ranking figure in the Desolate Imperial Palace, however, he was the one who offended them first, and it was already impossible to stop now.
”I know you are a member of the Desolate Imperial Palace, but our Young Sect Leader is not someone that can be killed by you for nothing!”
Mo Xiaolang did not have any intentions to quibble, and laughed coldly: ”He was the one who wanted my Dao Artifact. He died because of his own greed, and I have no enmity with any of you.
Another old man shouted, ”You're so young and yet you have such a big tone. I want to see why you're so rude!”
Hearing that, the aura around Mo Xiaolang's body changed.
”You brought this upon yourselves, don't blame me.” He had always been a clean man, and when he said this, he appeared to be very polite.
”Divine ability - Burning Fire G.o.d!”
At this time, the most terrifying change had happened to Mo Xiaolang's body. Countless flames, all sorts of colors, all sorts of flames that had been engulfed by him, all appeared from his body. Thousands and thousands of flames gathered together, burned together, and mutually strengthened.
Mo Xiaolang slowly opened his mouth as all the purple flames within the Inverse Temple surged toward him. Infinite compression was created in front of his eyes, turning him into a small purple flame, which he then swallowed. A while later, a small purple flame appeared in the middle of the tens of thousands of flames in his body.