Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Perhaps it is because it completely stimulated the potential of the golden dragon in the body.

Longchen's strength today is no less than that of the six sons of the Holy Dynasty, and he has also become a martial arts warrior. With the terrifying defense of the dragon clan, it is absolutely not difficult to get the rank of six sons.

Of course, compared with Ling Xiao, the gap is still not small.

Although he also wanted to compete with his respected Brother Ling, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

After Long Chen landed, he walked straight in the direction of Yue Huazong. He was the only disciple of the Jianjianmen who entered the final of the Budo Festival. When he came here, he would naturally become too dominant.

As for the other high-ranking Shenjianmen, they did not come, after all, the strength of their people is not as good as Ling Xiao.

As long as Ling Xiao is here, Long Chen will probably not be in trouble.

"Are there any disciples so powerful outside the twelve cases?"

The arrival of Longchen really attracted the attention of many people.

Especially those with a narrow mind, seeing that this little god sword gate can also have such a person, I want to find him a little trouble, if you can abolish Longchen on the spot, it would be better for them.

So it seemed that a group of people gathered their breath to Longchen, completely ignoring Longchen's life and death.

In the eyes of the disciples of these famous tribes anyway, the people of the Jianjianmen died and died. It's no big deal, and they won't care at all.

These people are no less than a hundred people, although they are ranked in the back of the twenty, but so many people's atmosphere is condensed together, it is also terrible, just like the huge waves hit the dragon Chen, terrifying.

"Humph!"

Long Chen couldn't help but snorted, the dragon's arrogance, so that he would not be low-key and respectful in front of Ling Xiao, he would not admit to anyone in the face.

Even if he is dead, he will not bow his head.

His body suddenly erupted into a terrifying breath, like a wild beast, with a fierce breath.

It was as if the king between heaven and earth had come in person and was overbearing and cruel.

puff--

Suddenly, a Zongmen disciple directed at Long Chen vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Immediately followed by the second, third, and fourth, the strength is not enough, who can resist this terrible Longwei?

In the end, more than 50 of the more than 100 people vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"A bunch of waste!"

With a sneer, Long Chen continued to walk forward and came to the Yuehuazong camp, waving at the crowd.

The people around are a little unbelievable.

"This kid is definitely another black horse!"

"Yeah, there is the potential of the young giant, the breath is not lost to the six sons of the pilgrimage, how is this practiced?"

"Looking at the majesty and breath of the dragon on him, it is estimated that Wuhun is Dragon Wuhun."

"How can a small school like the Shenjianmen train such a terrible person?"

To be honest, even Lan Yu'er was shocked by Long Chen's performance.

She knows that Longchen and Ling Xiao are friends. When they saw Longchen in the real demon forbidden, it was not so powerful. At that time, Longchen was better than Leng Hao and Dai Yuling.

But now, the strength of this dragon is far above those two.

"You three don't have to be discouraged, he is a special case."

Yue Nu said lightly.

As for the specific situation, she is naturally difficult to say.

If the Dragon Clan is known to reappear, it will inevitably cause uproar.

The top ten young giants couldn't help but look at Long Chen more.

Mo Wuxing's eyes flashed and said with a blank expression: "This son's breath is second only to His Royal Highness, but he has no experience, and he is undoubtedly the six sons of the Holy Pilgrimage, but it is hard to say the first few."

Feng Yaoluo also nodded and said: "Yes, the six sons of this dynasty are destined to have a big blood exchange. I am afraid that apart from His Royal Highness and you, everyone else will have to abdicate to let the virtuous."

Mo Wuliang glanced at the Son, took a deep breath, and secretly said: No one was held by me except the Son. This son is no exception. Although strong, it is definitely not my opponent.

The six sons of the Holy Pilgrimage actually have similar ideas, and all of them are confident. They absolutely do not believe that they will lose to others.

But now they all have a common idea, that is, Long Chen is indeed terrible.

"Look, the city gate is open!"

At this moment, I do not know who shouted, and focused everyone's attention to the direction of the Holy City.

Wu Xiang glanced at the slowly opening city gate.

The city gate is soaring into the sky, it is hundreds of meters high, and I don’t know how it was built. When the city gate is opened, it can generate raging winds and ordinary people cannot get close.

"I just received a notice that it is three days after the final start time of the Budo Festival finals. Let's find a place to live in the Advanced City. As long as there are sects of the participating disciples, they all have special residences."

Wu Xiang said.

Lan Yuer asked wonderingly: "Sect Master, why are they all here after three days? Shouldn't they start the game immediately?"

Wu Xiang said with a smile: "Of course, this is something to be considered. After a long journey, there will inevitably be losses. This will reduce the quality and wonderfulness of the final, so it is best to take a break.

Moreover, the martial arts festival is a major event in the holy city. Always let the martial artists consume and consume. In this way, the income of the people in the holy city can also be increased.

In addition, the preparatory work will take some time, and the Holy City will have to communicate with the person in charge of each sect."

After the explanation, Wu Xiang looked at the direction of the Moonlight Treasure Ship, and Ling Xiao had not moved.

The rest of the sect has begun to enter the city.

But they don't worry about the accommodation problem. Anyway, the Holy City will definitely arrange it in advance.

In the quiet wooden house, the milky white energy flow continuously poured into Ling Xiao's body.

These energies are slowly becoming Tianyuan force through the influence of Tianmaidan, and in conjunction with "Tianyuan Xuan Gong".

With the increase of Tianyuan force, Ling Xiao's cultivation behavior is also steadily improving.

Jinguang Tianzun, who had been staying outside the door, suddenly felt the violent energy in the room, could not help revealing the color of surprise, and looked around more alertly.

At this time, Ling Xiao can never be disturbed. Once disturbed, not only will there be a danger of getting caught in the devil, but even if it is a little lighter, it will lead to a lower cultivation base and cannot be broken through.

Inside the house, a relaxed smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

Although this breakthrough cannot be said to be easy, it can be said to be natural, without any resistance.

As Tian Yuanli continued to unite, Ling Xiao's entire body of light was more exuberant, and the whole person looked like a god made of gold.

The fluctuation of Reiki and Tianyuan Force lasted for a full hour. Most of the outside sect gates had already entered the city, and Ling Xiao's cultivation was finally over.

Within the wooden house, the golden light disappeared and the energy was restrained, as if nothing had happened.

However, Ling Xiao understood that his cultivation practice had broken through again.