Chapter 385： Long Aotian vs Lu Xuanji
At the foot of Ziyang Mountain, Long Aotian stood there with a high-spirited breath and a hint of disdain in his arrogance.
Forcibly robbing civilian women and the like, they are not at all disdainful.
The matter of Zhenjun Ziyun running away was like a cat running away, it was just a trivial matter to him.
Zhenjun Ziyun ran away, this was her loss.
After a thousand years, there is something she regrets.
"Ziyun Zhenjun is just a trivial matter, I don't care about other things. But after seeing you, my blood is boiling, I want you to fight!" Long Aotian said, "You dare to fight me! "
"Fellow Daoist, go back!"
Lu Xuanji said, "We are still young, now is not the time for a duel!"
Long Aotian said: "But I'm afraid!"
"I can't talk about fear, it's just that the time for a duel hasn't come yet!" Lu Xuanji said, closing his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time he opened his eyes and said, "The qi and blood on your fellow Daoist is very strong, and the blood is king-level. The dragon clan is also a peerless genius."
"But fellow Daoist's father, didn't he tell you that the king does not see the king, especially us young kings!"
"A lot of times, if the young kings are fighting together, it is better to say a tie. But if they suffer a big defeat, they may not be able to accept all of this, their hearts will collapse, and they will never be able to stand up again. In the end, we are all teenagers, and we are still middle-aged. In the second year, although the Dao Heart has been condensed, the heart is fragile and much stronger than the glass heart!"
"If you wait until you get older and your character becomes calmer, then it will be much better to collide again. At that time, even if you encounter a big defeat, you will sum up your experience, keep moving forward, and keep fighting again. If it fails once, it will be twice. , if it fails two times, then three times, after all, it is constantly improving.”
"On the road to becoming an immortal, there are always victories and defeats. Only when victories are not arrogant or discouraged can we have the last laugh."
Long Aotian said: "This deity is undefeated in his life. You are very strong, but you can't make this deity fail!"
"Yes?"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Even immortals don't dare to say that they are undefeated in their lives. Some people are undefeated in their lives, but after they are defeated, they can't get up again!"
"Fellow Daoist, accepted!"
Long Aotian said, the aura in his body was flashing, like a mountain peak, the aura was constantly rising, and a trace of destruction was surging, and it turned into a tide to suppress it.
"Since the awakening of the deity, the confrontation with many arrogances has been defeated by three punches and two feet. He has never lost and pushed everything, suppressed everything, and never knew what it means to fight hard!
"Blue Dragon Claw!"
Long Aotian stepped forward, his aura was so high that the human palm was changing, turning into the claws of the blue dragon.
The dragon claws volleyed into the sky, as if the punishment was coming.
Abandon all fancy and become dignified and heavenly suppression.
"The Fist of Creation!"
Lu Xuanji's aura was condensing, as if an immortal king had descended into the world, and the terrifying aura was condensed and condensed into a lore punch.
Boom boom boom!
Fist of Fortune VS Canglong Claw.
The forces of destruction collided together, the air was blown up on the spot, and the terrifying power of annihilation swept across all directions, turning into a torrent of destruction within ten miles, turned into a tide of destruction, and annihilated everything.
Lu Xuanji remained motionless, but the ground beneath his feet was like a spider web, shattering one after another.
Dengdeng!
Long Aotian took three steps back.
"How can it be?"
Long Aotian was horrified, and he was repelled for the first time in the confrontation.
"Fight again!"
Long Aotian's eyes flashed with excitement and excitement.
Long Aotian mobilized his mana, his body abruptly raised three inches, the blood surging all over his body, roaring like a mountain and sea.
Footsteps are flashing, as if ghosts are changing, as if the void is moving.
The hands have evolved into the supreme technique, attacking and killing.
"Dragon Tour Nine Heavens!"
"Blue Dragon Fights Immortal!"
"Long Tenghai is overturned!"
"A group of dragons without a leader!"
"Dragon Yin Nine Heavens!"
Behind it, there is a cyan candle dragon roaming, evolving a terrifying vision to suppress killing.
This kind of killing power seems to exceed the limit of Jindan.
"The Fist of Creation!"
Lu Xuanji stimulated the mana of good fortune, evolved the supreme divine fist, and smashed out one punch after another.
The two sides collided violently.
Under the onlookers, the consciousness retreated.
"Young master, let's make a killing move!"
Hong Yu said, there is only a dragon boy in his eyes.
"Young Master, there is an enemy!"
Xue Yue frowned slightly, looking at the two people fighting on the battlefield.
The battle did not appear to be one-sided, but instead fell into a stalemate.
This human cultivator is the enemy on the road of the young master becoming immortal.
...
"This person has an ancient aura. It's not a contemporary genius, but a dusty age! Not only that, but he also has the aura of an immortal. This is the heir of an immortal left in the world!"
"Xuanji, I actually encountered such a great enemy!"
In the attic, Jin Xi looked down at the scene of the battle, watching the two sides use their ultimate moves to fight together.
The eyes gradually turned golden, and the pupils were flashing, giving insight into the scene of the battle on the battlefield.
The two of them fought very fiercely, and the fighting wave was so intense that even some Nascent Soul True Monarchs were far inferior.
It was also thanks to the four maids that sealed the aura of the battlefield, otherwise the aura leaked out and would have alarmed some people.
That dragon boy, that's it!
But Xuanji was so fierce.
It seems that the mystery is not only the tenth turn of Jindan, but may also be stronger and more terrifying.
...
Boom boom boom!
The two sides battled together, and the battle was a hundred moves, and there was still no winner.
Long Aotian's expression changed, and he was no longer arrogant.
Since waking up, he has encountered such a formidable enemy.
At ordinary times, three or five moves are to kill the enemy; but now, the fierce battle has not yet been won.
On the contrary, it was slightly disadvantaged.
"You are very powerful, but the deity is not inferior to others!" Long Aotian shouted, "Eight tribes, eight incarnations, suppress!"
The aura of the body changed, and eight shadows appeared on its back.
A shadow mighty like a **** of war, it is the **** of heaven;
A shadow with a slender body like a snake with horns on its head is the Dragon Congregation;
A shadow with a ferocious face and bone spurs on his body is Yaksha;
A shadow of unparalleled beauty, a country and a city, is the Gandhar woman;
A shadow with a tall body and an ugly face is Asura;
A shadow is a Dapeng There is a sarcoid on the head, fierce and brutal, it is Garuda;
A shadow, which looks like a man, but has horns on its head, is Kinnaro;
A shadow, with a serpent head and a ferocious face, is Mohuraka.
Eight demon gods appeared behind it, and the originally illusory shadows kept turning towards reality, turning into a supreme **** formation to attack and kill.
"Ant Emperor God Shape!"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji activated the secret technique, the strength of his body suddenly increased to twelve times, and he rushed away.
Boom boom boom!
The gods are broken, the dragons are broken, the Yaksha is broken, the Gandharva is broken, the Ashura is broken, the Garuda is broken, the Ashura is broken, the Garuda is broken, the Kinnara is broken, and the Mahura is broken. Ka fragmentation.
The eight parts were all torn apart.
brush!
A colorful long knife flashed by, like a flash of light, slashed on Long Aotian's body, and his body was shattered into two halves.
Forcibly robbing civilian women and the like, they are not at all disdainful.
The matter of Zhenjun Ziyun running away was like a cat running away, it was just a trivial matter to him.
Zhenjun Ziyun ran away, this was her loss.
After a thousand years, there is something she regrets.
"Ziyun Zhenjun is just a trivial matter, I don't care about other things. But after seeing you, my blood is boiling, I want you to fight!" Long Aotian said, "You dare to fight me! "
"Fellow Daoist, go back!"
Lu Xuanji said, "We are still young, now is not the time for a duel!"
Long Aotian said: "But I'm afraid!"
"I can't talk about fear, it's just that the time for a duel hasn't come yet!" Lu Xuanji said, closing his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time he opened his eyes and said, "The qi and blood on your fellow Daoist is very strong, and the blood is king-level. The dragon clan is also a peerless genius."
"But fellow Daoist's father, didn't he tell you that the king does not see the king, especially us young kings!"
"A lot of times, if the young kings are fighting together, it is better to say a tie. But if they suffer a big defeat, they may not be able to accept all of this, their hearts will collapse, and they will never be able to stand up again. In the end, we are all teenagers, and we are still middle-aged. In the second year, although the Dao Heart has been condensed, the heart is fragile and much stronger than the glass heart!"
"If you wait until you get older and your character becomes calmer, then it will be much better to collide again. At that time, even if you encounter a big defeat, you will sum up your experience, keep moving forward, and keep fighting again. If it fails once, it will be twice. , if it fails two times, then three times, after all, it is constantly improving.”
"On the road to becoming an immortal, there are always victories and defeats. Only when victories are not arrogant or discouraged can we have the last laugh."
Long Aotian said: "This deity is undefeated in his life. You are very strong, but you can't make this deity fail!"
"Yes?"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Even immortals don't dare to say that they are undefeated in their lives. Some people are undefeated in their lives, but after they are defeated, they can't get up again!"
"Fellow Daoist, accepted!"
Long Aotian said, the aura in his body was flashing, like a mountain peak, the aura was constantly rising, and a trace of destruction was surging, and it turned into a tide to suppress it.
"Since the awakening of the deity, the confrontation with many arrogances has been defeated by three punches and two feet. He has never lost and pushed everything, suppressed everything, and never knew what it means to fight hard!
"Blue Dragon Claw!"
Long Aotian stepped forward, his aura was so high that the human palm was changing, turning into the claws of the blue dragon.
The dragon claws volleyed into the sky, as if the punishment was coming.
Abandon all fancy and become dignified and heavenly suppression.
"The Fist of Creation!"
Lu Xuanji's aura was condensing, as if an immortal king had descended into the world, and the terrifying aura was condensed and condensed into a lore punch.
Boom boom boom!
Fist of Fortune VS Canglong Claw.
The forces of destruction collided together, the air was blown up on the spot, and the terrifying power of annihilation swept across all directions, turning into a torrent of destruction within ten miles, turned into a tide of destruction, and annihilated everything.
Lu Xuanji remained motionless, but the ground beneath his feet was like a spider web, shattering one after another.
Dengdeng!
Long Aotian took three steps back.
"How can it be?"
Long Aotian was horrified, and he was repelled for the first time in the confrontation.
"Fight again!"
Long Aotian's eyes flashed with excitement and excitement.
Long Aotian mobilized his mana, his body abruptly raised three inches, the blood surging all over his body, roaring like a mountain and sea.
Footsteps are flashing, as if ghosts are changing, as if the void is moving.
The hands have evolved into the supreme technique, attacking and killing.
"Dragon Tour Nine Heavens!"
"Blue Dragon Fights Immortal!"
"Long Tenghai is overturned!"
"A group of dragons without a leader!"
"Dragon Yin Nine Heavens!"
Behind it, there is a cyan candle dragon roaming, evolving a terrifying vision to suppress killing.
This kind of killing power seems to exceed the limit of Jindan.
"The Fist of Creation!"
Lu Xuanji stimulated the mana of good fortune, evolved the supreme divine fist, and smashed out one punch after another.
The two sides collided violently.
Under the onlookers, the consciousness retreated.
"Young master, let's make a killing move!"
Hong Yu said, there is only a dragon boy in his eyes.
"Young Master, there is an enemy!"
Xue Yue frowned slightly, looking at the two people fighting on the battlefield.
The battle did not appear to be one-sided, but instead fell into a stalemate.
This human cultivator is the enemy on the road of the young master becoming immortal.
...
"This person has an ancient aura. It's not a contemporary genius, but a dusty age! Not only that, but he also has the aura of an immortal. This is the heir of an immortal left in the world!"
"Xuanji, I actually encountered such a great enemy!"
In the attic, Jin Xi looked down at the scene of the battle, watching the two sides use their ultimate moves to fight together.
The eyes gradually turned golden, and the pupils were flashing, giving insight into the scene of the battle on the battlefield.
The two of them fought very fiercely, and the fighting wave was so intense that even some Nascent Soul True Monarchs were far inferior.
It was also thanks to the four maids that sealed the aura of the battlefield, otherwise the aura leaked out and would have alarmed some people.
That dragon boy, that's it!
But Xuanji was so fierce.
It seems that the mystery is not only the tenth turn of Jindan, but may also be stronger and more terrifying.
...
Boom boom boom!
The two sides battled together, and the battle was a hundred moves, and there was still no winner.
Long Aotian's expression changed, and he was no longer arrogant.
Since waking up, he has encountered such a formidable enemy.
At ordinary times, three or five moves are to kill the enemy; but now, the fierce battle has not yet been won.
On the contrary, it was slightly disadvantaged.
"You are very powerful, but the deity is not inferior to others!" Long Aotian shouted, "Eight tribes, eight incarnations, suppress!"
The aura of the body changed, and eight shadows appeared on its back.
A shadow mighty like a **** of war, it is the **** of heaven;
A shadow with a slender body like a snake with horns on its head is the Dragon Congregation;
A shadow with a ferocious face and bone spurs on his body is Yaksha;
A shadow of unparalleled beauty, a country and a city, is the Gandhar woman;
A shadow with a tall body and an ugly face is Asura;
A shadow is a Dapeng There is a sarcoid on the head, fierce and brutal, it is Garuda;
A shadow, which looks like a man, but has horns on its head, is Kinnaro;
A shadow, with a serpent head and a ferocious face, is Mohuraka.
Eight demon gods appeared behind it, and the originally illusory shadows kept turning towards reality, turning into a supreme **** formation to attack and kill.
"Ant Emperor God Shape!"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji activated the secret technique, the strength of his body suddenly increased to twelve times, and he rushed away.
Boom boom boom!
The gods are broken, the dragons are broken, the Yaksha is broken, the Gandharva is broken, the Ashura is broken, the Garuda is broken, the Ashura is broken, the Garuda is broken, the Kinnara is broken, and the Mahura is broken. Ka fragmentation.
The eight parts were all torn apart.
brush!
A colorful long knife flashed by, like a flash of light, slashed on Long Aotian's body, and his body was shattered into two halves.
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