Chatper 1627 (1/2)

"Two strokes to kill me, you are too arrogant, do you really think this prince is muddy?"

Long Xuan's eyes were spitting fire, his expression was extremely ferocious, and his powerful mana was released, turning into countless dragon-shaped air columns, swirling around his body.

One after another dragon-shaped air column, mighty and domineering, mighty, splendid and flaming, makes people feel both frightened and extremely shocked. At this moment, Long Xuan is like a dragon god emperor, incomparable.

"This is the unspoken secret of the Dragon Family of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty... True Dragon God Gang?!"

Someone seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but exclaimed. In the book collection hall of the Tianlong Dynasty, there have always been many immortal stunts, and among them, the True Dragon God Gang is the most tyrannical.

Ordinary cultivators of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty can't even read it, let alone practice it.

According to legend, once every prince of the Dragon family has cultivated this magical power, he has to go everywhere to hunt and kill dragon beasts, and refine the essence of various powerful dragon beasts into his own mana.

Only in this way can one become the True Dragon God Gang.

"My Dragon Family's True Dragon God Gang can be attacked and defended. It is known for its strong defense. What's the harm in taking a blow from you?"

Long Xuan roared, his True Dragon God Gang had already practiced to the point of completion, and his body was protected by ninety-eighty-one body-protecting Dragon Gang Qi, which made him invincible.

"In my eyes, you are really just a piece of shit. What a bullshit prince of the dynasty, you will be transformed into nothingness in the face of absolute power."

Yang Xuan spoke lightly, his white clothes came out of dust, his long hair fluttered, and a big hand slashed down, without the slightest fluctuation of mana, but the speed was extremely fast.

"Unbelievable!"

Seeing Yang Xuan humiliating himself repeatedly, and in the end he didn't even need his mana, Long Xuan was so angry that he said angrily, "Give me death!"

The voice was still there, and his feet slammed on the ground, and the dragon-shaped air column rushed up one after another, like a large dragon, running through the sky and the ground, and soon with Yang Xuan's rapidly falling palm, absolutely nothing. Fancy bumped together.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a series of muffled sounds, all the dragon-shaped air columns, like paper, shattered and disappeared.

"This is impossible!"

Long Xuan shouted, he couldn't believe it was true. His dragon qi burst out. Even an ordinary immortal saint wouldn't dare to say that he could break it with one blow, but now he was beaten by Yang Xuan's palm. smash.

"Forgot to tell you, I am a body refiner, and all my strength is in these palms."

Yang Xuan sneered, and after a pause, he swooped down again and slapped Long Xuan Tianling with his palm.

"Master, save me!"

Long Xuan shouted loudly, he used the True Dragon God Gang, the mana consumption was huge, and he was unable to resist, so he could only turn to Jiu Mokong, and only Jiu Mokong was present, who could save his life in time.

"Stop, this duel, my apprentice admits defeat."

Jiu Mokong shouted angrily, Long Xuan was not only his close disciple, but also the ninth son of Emperor Wuji.

"A battle of life and death is endless, how can you admit defeat?"

Yang Xuan said coldly.

"Shuzi is courting death!"

Jiu Mokong was furious, and a terrifying coercion poured out like a river tide, and he suppressed Yang Xuan with a brain.

In Jiu Mokong's view, Yang Xuan is just an immortal monarch. He doesn't even have the cultivation base of the immortal holy realm. As soon as his coercion comes out, he can be imprisoned in one fell swoop, and it is impossible for Yang Xuan to hurt Long Xuan again. cents.

"Hmph, what about the high-ranking Immortal King, it can't stop me, Yang Xuan, from killing people."

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, castrated with one palm, as if he was not affected at all, just a little immortal king's coercion, falling on him was like nothing, and it was no different from itching.