Chapter 383: Unfinished Battle
The corner of the clan's mouth rose slightly, and the **** of his right hand were raised together, and the seal was formed with one hand. The seven killer sword shadows that pierced the blue silver dragon's body quickly disappeared, turning into the purest spirit power and being absorbed by the dragon.
Gradually, Chen Xin also discovered that something was wrong, because with the attack of Wan Jian's return, the dragon seemed to grow bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, it went from more than 40 meters to more than 50 meters in length. The size of it has reached a terrifying level, and its size alone is no less than a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast, Cerambycidae, Niu Python.
Feeling that the Blue Silver Flood Dragon's power accumulation is no more than that, the clan jumped on top of the Blue Silver Flood Dragon's head, and the Flood Dragon flicked its tail, suddenly drawing towards Chen Xin.
Chen Xin's body is a 96th-level assault type titled Douluo, naturally, he will not be afraid. Using the Seven Kill Sword as the carrier, a super huge sword is instantly gathered, and it slams into the fiery red tail of the blue silver dragon!
There was a loud bang.
The dragon's tail was resisted and flew out.
Chen Xin held the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, the blade was trembling violently, and couldn't help being shocked in her heart, what a powerful force.
At this moment, Flander, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw that the playground was completely destroyed, and finally couldn't help it, "I rely on, clan boy, you don't want to put this big guy away, if you continue like this, my college It was ruined."
The clan looked at the destroyed terrain and the terrified academies, and smiled bitterly. It seems that this flood dragon can deal with spirit beasts such as beast spirits, but it would be a good way to deal with sword Douluo and other spirit masters with sharp blades. It looks a little tasteless.
The right hand was sealed again, the Blue Silver Flood Dragon instantly dissipated, and the soul power absorbed flowed into the clan's body.
Feeling the soul power returned to its peak state, the clan smiled satisfied, his body slowly landed, and said to Chen Xin: "Senior Sword Douluo, I'm going to be serious next. Please be more serious too!"
Hearing the words of the clan, everyone present was shocked again, the emotions were such a big movement, the two of them weren't serious yet.
Ning Fengzhi and Madam Ning looked at the clan intently. They knew that the clan was going to use a hundred thousand years of soul abilities.
"Fifth Soul Ability-Blue Silver Fury."
As soon as the voice fell, the fifth circle of red spirit rings on the clan's body suddenly lit up. Then it dissipated, turned into a circle of scarlet halo, merged into the clan body, and in an instant, the clan clan's body burst out with an extremely powerful spirit power fluctuation aura.
Under the pressure of the powerful soul power, centered on the feet of the clan, the land cracked, huge waves of soul power swept away, and gusts of wind were set off.
The closest Liu Erlong and Flanders felt the mighty power engulfing them, and they stepped forward and jointly opened a one-way protective cover to resist, avoiding the influence of A Yin, Ning Fengzhi and others.
"Title Douluo." Ning Fengzhi and Madam Ning exclaimed at the same time. There was an unbelievable look in his pupils.
Ning Rongrong on the side showed a puzzled look and asked, "Dad, Grandpa Jian was originally a Title Douluo, what's so surprising about this?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and replied: "No, I'm not talking about your Grandpa Sword, but the clan. His current spirit power has reached the level of Title Douluo. Although not as good as your Grandpa Sword, it has surpassed Dugu. Bo, with his current state, plus a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a real titled Douluo. Moreover, he is also a titled Douluo with a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring."
"What?" Not only Ning Rongrong, but Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Ye Lingling, Flander, and Liu Erlong were all shocked. Although Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling were assisted in it, what happened? It would not reach the level of Title Douluo, it was too exaggerated.
The clan screamed, "Senior Sword Douluo, be careful, the seventh spirit ability-Extreme Flame Blue Silver True Body."
As soon as the voice fell, the seventh scarlet halo on the clan body began to rise with the clan's body as the center. It spread rapidly during the ascent. In a short while, it spread to a diameter of three hundred meters and turned into a blood-red color. The hemispherical mask completely covers the clan and the dust heart.
The blood-red light quietly penetrated into the clan's body, and the clan's appearance instantly changed. The whole person became a little transparent, and the surface of the skin showed the same fiery red luster as the extremely flame blue silver emperor.
It looked like a humanoid Blue Silver Emperor.
At this moment, the clan's body seemed to be formed from the magma in the deepest part of the earth, contacting water molecules in the air, and evaporating patches of white mist. It showed no signs of cooling, and it was still so hot.
Lean forward with your upper body, bow your body, and put your hands on the ground. A series of golden silk threads were released from the Eight Spider Lances behind him, and they were enriched in this hemispherical space where the dark red and gold intersect, and attached to Sword Douluo, absorbing his spirit power.
At the same time, the blue silver grass on the entire playground instantly became excited, rising up against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it skyrocketed to an astonishing 100 meters.
"This is... absorbing my spirit power... and my movements and senses seem to have been suppressed a lot... Is this his real martial arts body?" Jian Douluo's face changed slightly. Secretly surprised. By now, the strength of the clan has been raised to a level that is not inferior to him.
Just when Jian Douluo was about to release the Wuhun real body and the clan for a happy battle.
The soft and moving voice of Liu Erlong resounded in the distance again, "Half an hour has come. The actual game is over."
Hearing Liu Erlong's words, the clan clan and Jian Douluo's secret secret thoughts were a pity.
Both of them are not afraid to fight, and can even be said to be people who are eager to fight.
The former wanted to test his current strength, and Sword Douluo happened to be the target of practice. The latter also felt passionate after a long absence, and wanted to have a good time.
Of course, the two also knew that it was not the time to tell the winner, and if they really wanted to tell the winner, I'm afraid Shrek would have to be ruined.
Exhaling a deep breath, the clan took Lan Yinhuang into his body, and the clan moved forward with Jian Douluo to reach Ning Fengzhi, Liu Erlong and others~www.mtlnovel.com~ the clan arched his hand to Jian Douluo. A salute, "I just thank Senior Jian Douluo for his mercy."
Chen Xin shook his head, "No, you are very strong. Even without the assistance of Rongrong and Ye Lingling, titled Douluo of Dugu Bo and others are not necessarily your opponent. No, you can restrain Dugu Bo's poison and be accurate. Say he is no longer your opponent."
At this time, a group of girls also surrounded them with Yingying and Yanyan.
Seeing Ning Rongrong coming, Jian Douluo showed a rare smile, stepped forward, opened his arms, and waited for Ning Rongrong to call "Grandpa Sword".
However, Ning Rongrong staggered his position, walked straight to the clan's side, and naturally plunged into the clan's embrace, "Xiaozong, you are so amazing, even Grandpa Jian can't help you."
A bleak warm wind blew.
On this day, Jian Douluo Chenxin realized the same treatment as Oscar back then.
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