Chapter 824 Even if I Were Given a Mortal Body, I Would Still Beat You to Pieces

Three flowers gather at the top of the head, the spirit reaches the peak, no one can defeat it!

Ye Aotian's body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but take a step back, looking forward with a slightly gloomy expression.

There was a touch of scarlet at the corner of his mouth, as if blood was flowing out.

Although this Ye Aotian was a Taoist body condensed from the treasure of the fairy in the painting, he was no different from an ordinary person.

At this moment, the entire Lianhuo Mountain was almost in silence.

Ye Aotian, who had already become famous, was actually bleeding under a blow from the Tang Sect?

The people of the Pang family were even more stunned, and the original laughter suddenly solidified, and a touch of shock gradually spread in their pupils.

Lin Jing of the Lingsheng Dynasty couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw this. Ye Aotian was injured, how could this be?

"Very good, you are the first person who can make me bleed in so many years, and you finally didn't let me down." Ye Aotian wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips and said calmly.

But everyone seemed to be able to hear that there was a storm brewing in this sentence, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Rumble!

A thunderclap in the sky startled many people.

At some point, Lianhuo Mountain was covered by gloomy and dull clouds, as if carrying Ye Aotian's anger.

Blood-robed Tang Chen grinned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. You can't leave here alive today."

"I want to see whether you are more stubborn or my martial arts are more domineering."

Ye Aotian finally sneered, which was cold to the bone and made people tremble.

Roar!

The dark clouds burst, and a huge dragon head like a mountain appeared, with scales and long beards, like the arrival of the True Dao Thunder Dragon, shocking everything.

Blood-robed Tang Chen stared at the True Dao Thunder Dragon, muttering something in his mouth, reciting ancient and obscure scriptures.

Ye Aotian shouted softly: "The Four Dragon Thunders of the Sky!"

The True Dao Thunder Dragon's eyes were filled with endless thunder seas, roaring with the sound, shaking the earth.

The dragon's body transformed into four golden divine thunders, as thick as pillars, entangled with endless runes and Dao rules.

"Black coffin!"

Tang Chen whistled.

The black cube suddenly and strangely appeared, instantly covering the True Dao Thunder Dragon including the golden divine thunder.

Ye Aotian frowned deeply, holding the dragon seal with his hand and whistling: "Break!"

The golden divine thunder violently bombarded the black cube, the sound was dull, like beating the drum of war in others' hearts.

But the black cube was indestructible, stirring up endless black sharp blades, piercing the True Dao Thunder Dragon, shattering the divine thunder, and destroying it completely.

When the black cube in everyone's eyes dissipated, Ye Aotian's magic was dissolved and no longer existed.

"This... Doesn't the Tang Sect have any small martial arts?"

"I always feel that the Tang Sect uses all secret methods or secret arts when they attack, and they really start to fight when they meet!"

"Ye Aotian is not bad either. Although he is a Taoist body, he can perform such martial arts. It's really scary."

The cultivators were shocked and looked back and forth between Tang Chen and Ye Aotian.

Veins appeared between Ye Aotian's eyebrows. It was obvious that the destruction of the True Dao Thunder Dragon also caused some damage to him.

Blood-robed Tang Chen sneered: "What's wrong? The dignified Ye Aotian was beaten by me without any ability to fight back?"

"Warm-up... finished." Ye Aotian opened his mouth and spit out a turbid fairy air, saying calmly.

The onlookers were shocked. Such a strong collision was just a warm-up?

Suddenly, golden runes flowed around Ye Aotian, condensing and extending, forming a beautiful figure.

The horse's agile trunk was covered with tiger stripes, and its back was transformed into wings, covering the sky and the sun. The monstrous demonic energy shook the nine levels of the pass. It was Ying Zhao!

Ying Zhao had a handsome face, and his body trembled slightly, and merged into Ye Aotian's body.

"Ying Zhao Tianxing Jue."

Ye Aotian's pupils slightly opened, tiger stripes appeared on his neck, and a pair of thousand-foot wings spread behind him, like lightning, shuttling through the void.

At this moment, golden lightning appeared between heaven and earth, so fast that people could not catch a trace.

Blood-robed Tang Chen had Kunpeng fairy wings on his back, and he also mastered the extreme speed. When he spread them, he left an afterimage on the spot.

The speed between the two was extremely fast.

Bang bang bang...

The void exploded, and the figures of the two collided like skyfire meteors. They fought hundreds of times, bursting out strong and powerful waves, sweeping in all directions.

Everyone present was turning their heads, using secret methods or martial arts to watch, and could barely see the mystery.

Ying Zhao spread his wings, his feet emitted mysterious light, and Ye Aotian was like a real dragon on patrol, with an extremely fast speed.

He urged the highest speed of Ying Zhao Tian Xing Jue, clenched his fist, and the immortal energy from all directions came like a sea of ​​rivers, and he shouted and punched.

The power of the fist was unparalleled, surging through the star field!

The blood-robed Tang Chen leaped into the ninth heaven, the Kunpeng fairy wings behind him danced violently, and his right leg fell from the sky like a battle axe, smashing the power of the fist angrily.

Bang!

The runes of the flesh body exploded, and the strong wind danced wildly, blowing away the dark clouds and white mist in the sky.

The mountains below were even more shaken and sunk dozens of feet deep, with grooves appearing.

"Competing with me in the flesh body, you don't know what you are talking about!" Ye Aotian shouted with a cold brow.

He punched in all directions, and hit left and right, and the golden blood rushed out of the sky like endless waves.

This scene really shocked many physical cultivators, and their faces turned pale. Is this the top existence of the flesh body?

Tang Chen in the blood-stained robe had his sword-like eyebrows raised, and the immortal Dao pattern surged in his limbs and bones. He sneered and said, "The physical body is the best, and you ancient saint bodies are not the only ones!"

His body was full of fairy mist, his blood was surging, and his palms were like heavy hammers, and he slapped out with the might of a raging wind and huge waves.

Bang bang bang...

The fists and palms collided, and the sound of the explosion was like the roar of thunder.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, everyone saw the runes that collapsed and the Tao principles that were annihilating each other, as if even the traces in the avenue were being erased.

The last blow was like thunder falling, shattering everything, and the blood-robed Tang Chen and Ye Aotian flew away upside down.

It's just that the blood-robed Tang Chen has a long aura, and the immortal Dao patterns in his body are constantly rotating, as if they last forever.

On the other hand, Ye Aotian's fists were torn apart, and the bones in them could be seen dripping with blood.

Wow!

When people saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaimed, the ancient holy body was defeated!

"Don't talk nonsense, this is not the real body, and it doesn't have too many divine powers like the ancient holy body."

"It's okay to praise the Tang Sect's physical body, but it's nonsense to be able to crush the Ancient Holy Body."

"But even if the Tao body collides with the Tao body, it can still be seen that Tang Jiao is better!"

Some people see clearly.

Tang Chen was strong, but it was impossible to crush Ye Aotian.

Ye Aotian's blood energy circulated, and his fists healed immediately. His eyes were deep and cold, and he said softly: "It seems that you are very accomplished in the physical body, and your reputation as an innate chaotic body is well-deserved."

"It doesn't matter what your physique is. After all, it depends on the person. Even if you give me a mortal body, I will still beat you to death." Tang Chen sneered.

Everyone was stunned, Tang Jiao was too fierce.

However, no one dared to laugh at Tang Chen's words.

Because everyone thinks he can do it.

Ye Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's like raising your tail when you get a little bit of sweetness, just like a dog."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light and immortal energy around him were swallowed up, as if turning into a black hole that swallowed nothing.

Tunton, who was eating snacks below, raised his head, his big diamond-like eyes showing indifference, akin to his own race.