Chapter 2176 Wang Muyu's Dragonborn Magical Weapon (1/86)

Wang Muyu's expression suddenly became solemn. There were only two possibilities for his core world to fail to suppress Qiao Yanyuan.

One was that the spiritual space controlled by the other party was higher than his own, which meant that Qiao Yanyuan was very likely to have mastered the power of the Supreme World, which was the supreme spiritual space above the core world. As long as Qiao Yanyuan wanted to, he could swallow his core world at any time.

But the other party did not seem to do so at present...

Then there was only one possibility left. The spiritual space that Qiao Yanyuan possessed might be at the same level as his own, but the number was sufficient.

Wang Muyu had long known about Qiao Yanyuan's dragonborn ability. This old man could swallow up the other parallel spaces of himself to gather power in a short period of time and continuously stack buffs for himself. He was also the one with the most special ability among all the dragonborns that Wang Muyu had come into contact with.

It was so special that even though Wang Muyu had mastered the strengths of hundreds of dragonborns, he searched his memory and knew nothing about the ability that Qiao Yanyuan had mastered.

"His heart is very complicated." Yi Jianchuan looked up at the high and mighty body of Qiao Yanyuan, frowning. He could hear some terrible sounds like a torrent of waterfalls venting in the heart of this body, as if countless creatures were imprisoned inside, very noisy and harsh.

Yi Jianchuan immediately judged that it was these sounds from different spaces that accumulated in this person's body that gave this body such amazing combat power.

It was like a balloon that was constantly expanding.

"Can even the body use such special dragonborn abilities?" Wang Muyu gritted his teeth.

Boom!

At the same time, he did not hide it, and after putting a layer of psychic shield on Yi Jianchuan with his backhand, he stepped on the ground and turned into a spiritual light and rushed into the sky. This move was earth-shattering, and the colorful mountains around him exploded directly, breaking into pieces of glass and splashing around.

Wang Muyu's small fist showed many seven-color patterns, bursting out with blazing light, like an ancient forbidden spell, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

In just a moment, the nine heavens and ten earths were all collapsing.

The expression of the clone remained unchanged, Tong Kong's eyes followed Wang Muyu's trajectory all the time, and he opened his hand to take the punch.

A huge explosion occurred in the sky, and the impact of the sun and moon destroyed the Seven Color Mountain in the distance, crushing it directly into powder.

"That's it?"

The clone was obviously not afraid of Wang Muyu's impact. He grabbed his fist and threw Wang Muyu out. The strong inertia made Wang Muyu penetrate several mountains in a row.

Although such a real dragon battle has been recorded in movies in the modern cultivation world, the sense of frontal oppression of watching the battle at such a close distance is rare.

Yi Jianchuan clenched his fist. As a teacher, he knew very clearly at this moment that this battle was not something he could intervene in.

Whether it was Wang Muyu or this clone, both of them were far more powerful than himself. The Saint Realm was the strongest realm below the Dao Realm, and above the Dao Realm was the Ancestral Realm. The combat power of these two people was probably already the Ancestral Realm, which was a legendary realm that only existed in the ancient times.

Yi Jianchuan didn't expect that his old bones could actually witness the Ancestral Realm battle with his own eyes.

"Kill!"

In the clone's body, the countless Qiao Yanyuans who were absorbed from the parallel space roared one after another. They were almost hysterical. Before completing the task, they would forever become part of the clone and could not return to the parallel space.

So everyone was anxious. Although they were reluctant to stay in the clone, they all wanted to complete the task quickly, and that was why they were forced to unite.

Wang Muyu's punch just now was only to test his strength, and he did not really release all his combat power. He thought that he could find out the true combat power of the clone in the moment of contact with this clone.

But at this moment, he still had no accurate estimation of the clones in front of him...

"Is it still absorbing the self in other parallel spaces? Aren't you afraid of starving yourself to death..." Wang Muyu became nervous, and for the first time he began to feel a sense of crisis. He was not afraid of getting hurt, let alone being captured.

But at the moment, his teacher, Hua Xiu Sword Saint, was also here, and he was worried that he could not protect his teacher's safety.

At this moment, the clones in Qiao Yanyuan's body roared, and countless pairs of empty dragon claws extended from his spine, bursting out the strongest blood, like a torrent of fierce beasts grabbing Wang Muyu from all directions.

"Can even limbs become part of oneself?" Wang Muyu and Yi Jianchuan were both stunned.

These extended dragon claws have their own thoughts. One wave grabbed Wang Muyu, and the other wave jointly engraved runes on the void behind the clone.

"The end of the Dragon God!"

A huge ancient magic circle lit up directly in the void, releasing amazing mana fluctuations, directly imprisoning the entire world. Under this grand pressure, the seven-colored mountains were uprooted, and the entire core world was annihilated and destroyed everywhere.

The clone of Qiao Yanyuan stood in the void, like a demon god, and the crystal-like alien body scattered dazzling light.

"Fight with you!"

Wang Muyu put his hands together, and the spiritual light in his hands surged, condensing into a glazed horn. This was the first time he sacrificed his own dragon-born magic weapon.

Even when he was in a dilemma in the previous battle with Jingze, Wang Muyu was not forced to this step.

At this moment, the clone of Qiao Yanyuan smiled: "Finally, you can use your own dragon-born magic weapon."

The preciousness of this glazed horn is self-evident.

This dragon artifact, which is equivalent to Wang Muyu's life essence and gathers the strengths of hundreds of families, can be said to be the most precious of all dragon artifacts!

Moreover, the glazed horn has a strong growth potential.

The purpose of bringing Wang Muyu back is, on the one hand, to let this little guy recognize his ancestors and not recognize the enemy as his father.

On the other hand, it is naturally for Wang Muyu's dragon artifact.

The dragon artifact is the most precious thing on a dragon. Even if it is only damaged a little, the dragon itself will be backfired accordingly. It can be said that this is one of the life gates of the dragon.

As long as you grasp this dragon artifact and then control this little guy, it will be much easier than imagined!

"Hmph!"

Wang Muyu snorted coldly, puffed up his little face, and blew the glazed horn with all his strength! In just a moment, the entire core world shook, and a huge glazed dragon appeared out of thin air, like a Dharma image behind Wang Muyu, and he slashed across the air with a thousand-foot-long sword in his hand.

Buzz!

With just one cut, the thousands of dragon claws that were caught were chopped off in an instant.

"It's actually a summoning magic weapon..." Qiao Yanyuan's clone was surprised. He didn't expect that the Glazed Horn was actually a summoning magic weapon.

For a moment, his mind was full of thoughts, but even if he had read through the history of the dragon clan, he had never thought that there was such a Glazed Dragon God holding a long knife in the long history of the dragon clan.

Who exactly is this sacred person?