Chapter 294 The Supreme Dragon Emperor Reappears

"Hmph, this young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth dares to be so presumptuous in front of me. He deserves to die!"

Suddenly, Elder Jiang flicked his palm: "Eight-level palm!"

In an instant, eight huge jet-black palms struck at the dragon flames in front of them. The power of each palm seal is enough to reach 500,000 jun.

"Dragon Blood Warrior Appears - Hidden Dragon Style!"

Long Yan roared wildly and quickly faced him with the ink spear. The ink spear was shocked and crushed the eight-fold palm print directly. However, he himself was also hit by the power from the eight-fold palm print and took a big step back.

"It's just a casual blow with only 10% of my strength. It's not surprising that I was able to withstand it."

Elder Jiang looked extremely disdainful.

Everyone was extremely shocked. Only 10% of the power was already so amazing. If it was 100% of the power... they couldn't imagine it.

"Come again, take a blow with 20% of my strength - sixteen palms!"

Elder Jiang was ruthless and ruthless. His originally kind eyes were now as cold as blades, and he flicked his arm again.

Sixteen huge dark palm prints were shot out towards the dragon flames in front.

Each of the sixteen palm seals has a power of half a million jun. If it were an ordinary Great Mystic Master, even if he had reached the 8th realm of Mysterious Dao, he would probably be killed instantly.

However, Long Yan is no ordinary great mystic master. He is the purest descendant of the ancient War Dragon family and the bloodline of the War Dragon.

"Yanlong style!"

The dragon's flames roared, the fighting spirit surged to the sky, the ink gun in his hand vibrated, and the power rolled like a wave.

At this moment, the ink gun in his hand seemed to have transformed into a dragon, and suddenly let out a deep dragon roar, and a huge wave of energy spread out in all directions in the form of ripples visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the wind roared!

The earth is filled with dust!

"Bang!"

The huge energy wave shattered all the sixteen black palm prints. However, Long Yan himself was also shaken and flew out, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It is unimaginable how terrifying the fighting power of the powerful Zong Dao was. With only 20% of his strength, he severely damaged Long Yan, the strongest descendant in the history of the ancient fighting dragon family.

"Old man, stop it!"

Qin Yi roared, and even the black hair on his head stood upright. However, the force that imprisoned him was too great. He tried his best, but he could not move at all.

Elder Jiang ignored Qin Yi, turned his back to him, and sneered disdainfully at Long Yan, who had been seriously injured: "Young boy, how many times can you withstand my palms?"

In front of a strong man whose cultivation has reached the fifth realm of the sect, Long Yan, a great master who has not even broken through the sect, is simply an ant, toyed with at will.

"Take another blow with 30% of my strength."

Elder Jiang casually flicked his arm again: "Thirty-two palms!"

Thirty-two huge dark palm prints, one after another, struck hard towards Long Yan.

"Dragon Fighting Style!"

After being severely injured, Long Yan not only did not show any signs of depression, but instead seemed to become more and more crazy. The blood of the war dragon in his body was burning.

The aura on his body rose again. The silver hair on his head stood upright. His body burst out like a dragon out of the sea. He held the ink gun in both hands and swept it vigorously. A huge ink gun shadow swept out. .

"Bang!"

The dark gun shadow struck hard on the thirty-two palm prints. The thirty-two palm prints and the powerful energy waves knocked Elder Jiang back a big step.

Uh-huh!

The dragon flame flew across again and hit the wall of the other courtyard. The wall could not withstand the force and collapsed with a "crash", and dust was everywhere.

Long Yan's body was cracked, and streams of silver blood flowed out, but he was not killed. His face was pale, but his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

"Hey, little boy, you're not dead?"

Elder Jiang was quite surprised, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face. With a blow of 30% of his strength, even a strong man who had already broken through the sect would be instantly killed.

However, Long Yan did not die, but his eyes burned with an increasingly crazier fighting spirit.

"Old man, stop it!"

Seeing that Long Yan was injured like this, both Qin Yi and Yang Shiqi were shocked and their eyes widened.

Ever since they entered Tianxing Mansion and met Long Yan, the two of them quickly established a deep relationship with Long Yan. The three of them were basically inseparable for most of the time.

Qin Yi always has an indescribable feeling about Long Yan. He always exudes an inexplicable familiar aura that attracts him.

"Old man, I swear here that I will cut you into pieces in the future!"

Qin Yi went completely crazy. Seeing his brother injured like this, the rules of the Magic Trail and Master's wishes were all thrown out of his mind.

Long Yan was lying on the ground. Although there was a huge battle in his chest, he was extremely injured. Silver blood continued to flow on the cracked body. He felt that his life was rapidly being withdrawn from his body.

He was very strong and looked down upon his peers, but in front of a strong sect leader like Elder Jiang, he was still barely able to withstand even 30% of the opponent's strength.

"Another 40% of my power!"

Elder Jiang ignored Qin Yi's roar and increased his strength by another ten percent: "Sixty-four palms!"

With a flick of his arm, sixty-four huge dark palm prints appeared. The murderous intent was overwhelming, layered and dense, making people feel suffocated.

Sixty-four dark palm prints were mercilessly shot towards Qin Yi who was lying on the ground, and the entire space in the other courtyard was suddenly distorted.

"Old man..."

Qin Yi's eyes widened and he roared wildly.

But at this moment.

"ah--"

Long Yan, who had been lying on the ground silently, suddenly roared wildly, and his silver hair danced crazily.

Teng!

In his eyes, the vision reappeared, and a strange picture emerged. It was a scene of world destruction, with endless mountains and rivers shattered into pieces, and mountains of corpses.

This is the scene of the destruction of the Immortal Era!

The huge silver dragon appeared in the picture again, fighting wildly between the ruined heaven and earth. It was already covered with scars, and the silver dragon blood stained the earth. The huge dragon tail swept away a huge castle. For flat ground.

The pictures in Long Yan's eyes kept changing at an extremely fast speed. They were all pictures of golden dragons fighting wildly, and the scenes were extremely grand.

Finally, the giant silver dragon with its body covering the sky fell and lay on the ruined earth.

This is the scene of the Supreme Dragon Emperor's death in the world-destroying war countless years ago.

"This is...the Supreme Dragon Emperor!"

Seeing the fallen silver dragon in Long Yan's eyes, Qin Yi instantly concluded that this huge silver dragon was the Supreme Dragon Emperor that he encountered when he entered the Immortal Era!

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