A dull sound like the beating of a war drum suddenly came from the seat.

Hearing the words, one by one martial arts prodigies and sect elders all looked towards Hong Yuan.

When they saw Hong Yuan's expression still unchanged, their moods calmed down inexplicably.

Yes, everything has its backing, so why panic?

"Don't be quiet, go ahead." Hong Yuan ordered softly.

"Yes, Alliance Leader!" Lin Bujing raised his hand and led Long Zhandu and others into the battle with their heads held high.

Perhaps due to practicing extraordinary magical powers such as "Ten Thousand Fires Burning the Sky", Lin Bujing has an extremely keen perception.

Unlike ordinary people's fear of Tang Tianlong, Lin Bujing felt that Hong Yuan was more terrifying than Tang Tianlong!

Therefore, this further strengthened his confidence in not believing in fate.

"Destined by heaven and earth? Humph!"

"If a man doesn't show his ambition, he will lose his eight-foot body in vain."

"In this golden age where heroes come together, I, Lin Bujing, may not be able to win the title of Immortal!"

…

…

High in the sky.

Tang Tianlong is wearing a three-clawed black dragon robe, with a blood-winged dragon bat on his feet, and stands with his hands behind his back.

Beside him, the thunderous ocean hung upside down, and eighty-one sacred mountains overlapped one another.

And these are just part of the power displayed by his body's self-resurrection.

He just looked coldly at Lin Bujing, Long Zhandu and other martial arts geniuses who were charging from below.

But in the end, the only martial arts prodigy who could face Tang Tianlong directly was Lin Bujing!

"The gap is huge."

"That's it again. This is too exaggerated. They have obviously gathered together in a large formation."

"Master Long Zhandu is one of the best slave masters in our sect alliance, and he has almost reached the level of a grand master~"

"..."

At the alliance leader's camp, the faces of all the sect elders were solemn.

Previously, due to the sudden emergence of Hei Zhenwu from the Beiyuan Golden Family, all the martial arts geniuses in the sect alliance felt deeply that they were weak.

And because they have Hong Yuan as the backbone to suppress everything, they have enough time to practice their combined attack skills.

It’s just that a hundred refinements must be put to use in the end.

Facing Tang Tianlong, a dream seed that was a level higher than Heizhenwu, they were horrified to find that the combined attack technique was still useless!

"No, it's not that the combined attack technique is useless, it's just that there is a difference between immortals and mortals."

Hong Yuan's eyes were like fire, and he could see this essential difference at a glance.

Originally, displaying the fighting power of a saint as a mortal warrior was something that only a peerless prodigy, such as the Great Emperor, could do.

However, because Emperor Longyang's son Dong Zhi Sheng deployed a counter-holy array against the Eastern Wilderness Continent, while suppressing the appearance of the saint, it also raised the limits of mortal warriors!

Therefore, there is a cruelty between immortals and mortals, which was vividly demonstrated in the battle for the big dream.

boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In the sky, two figures collided, and a fierce battle broke out.

All kinds of strange fires and different kinds of thunder intertwined, and the two geniuses bathed in divine light almost reached a fierce battle.

"Ten thousand fires burn the sky!" Lin Bujing shouted, his hair was covered with black hair standing on end, his eyes were as sharp as flames, the black armor and stomach on his body were glowing, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit.

A total of one hundred and eight kinds of terrifying strange fires gathered under his hand. He rose into the air and stabbed Tang Tianlong's chest, erupting into bursts of roaring sounds, sonorous and ear-splitting.

"You dare to shine like a grain of rice?!" Tang Tianlong's face was cold, his fists were clenched, and numerous thunder treasure patterns suddenly appeared on his body that reached the level of a holy weapon.

Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and punched the Xuanhei Heavy Ruler. The force was like rolling waves. In an instant, he blasted out thirty-six levels of violent force, forcibly knocking back Lin Bujing's Xuanhei Heavy Ruler.

The two of them fought quickly in the sky, and endless wind and waves rolled up, making the legionnaires miserable.

They are so powerful!

Except for Hong Yuan, the rest of the people on the battlefield could not catch any trace of them, let alone judge who was strong and who was weak.

"No, I can't figure out the secret of the Dream Dao carried by Tang Tianlong just by watching."

Sitting on the main seat of the alliance leader's camp, Hong Yuan's eyes were as deep as a deep pool.

Suddenly, the five fingers under his robe gently pinched, and a small palm-sized Xuanwu jumped out of the palm of his right hand, jumped on his shoulder, and stared at Tang Tianlong.

at the same time.

In an unknown dark secret room tens of millions of miles away from the battlefield, light suddenly lit up, and a figure appeared cross-legged on the mat.

Hong Yuan’s true body!

The magical power of "Dream Meditation War" is the magical power of the dream path school, and the water path incarnation does not possess it.

What's more, on this battlefield, I don't know how many great sages and even the senior officials of Tiangong are paying close attention in the secret.

Hong Yuan didn't dare to be here and resorted to Meng Dao's methods openly.

"Dream Dao Divine Power - Dream Meditation Battle!" Hong Yuan's body pinched the magic seal and recorded Tang Tianlong's data.

In this way, Hong Yuan fed back everything that happened on the battlefield to the main body through almost real-time instantaneous recording.

According to the words of Blue Star in the previous life, that is 5g transmission!

After a while.

Through the diagnosis of [Dream Meditation War], Hong Yuan quickly came to a conclusion:

Before he showed off his Meng Dao talent, Tang Tianlong's strength was lower than Shang Yaoqin and lower than Hua Menghuang!

"It turns out he is a minor character..." Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes coldly, hinting at disdain.

This Tang Tianlong came out of seclusion early again, wiped out the soul of the army with one hand, and defeated Fengxi alone...

The slogans were shouted loudly, and the momentum was created with great force, as if the hero had come out of seclusion, and all those who stood in his way would die.

But in fact, Tang Tianlong's strength was only that of a minor character.

Among those at the same level, Tang Tianlong couldn't even compare to the Nine-leaf Sword Grass and the True Dragon of Taiyin, and even wasn't as powerful as the Heavenly Horned Ant!

Why can such a guy compete with his demon body?

Facing such an extremely arrogant enemy, Hong Yuan did not laugh out loud, which was his greatest respect for the Tiangong forces.

…

"Lin Bujing, you are very good."

After knocking away Lin Bujing with one punch, Tang Tianlong raised his head and nodded gently, which was regarded as recognition of Lin Bujing.

Lin Bujing didn't say much, he just focused on attacking.

The power of one hundred and eight different fires gathered together is astonishing, and it also places extremely strict requirements on the user.

Every minute and every second, Lin Bujing felt like he was about to be burned to death by the flames.

Except for monsters who truly possess the qualifications of a great emperor, it would be difficult for ordinary martial arts geniuses to obtain the combat power of a saint in the mortal stage without paying a huge price.

Because the saint's combat power is a taboo area for mortal warriors!

"Bah!"

A Suzaku chirped, and one hundred and eight different fires on Lin Bujing's body burned together, creating a Suzaku look that was lifelike and breathtaking.

The boundless fire directly ignited the sky, spreading with the explosive force of burning everything.

These terrifying forces headed by Datong Fengshayan gathered together, and the power they unleashed was enough to pose a serious threat to a sixth-level saint!

After performing this move, Lin Bujing obviously lost his strength.

He looked at Tang Tianlong expectantly, but he heard Elder Dan screaming in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Run away if you don't stay quiet!"

"

The dream path combined with the magical power of luck means that dreams come true and good luck arrives!

The emperor's black robes were added to his body, and a black halo of light surrounded him.

At this moment, Tang Tianlong was like a son of heaven and earth, taking full advantage of the situation.

I saw Tang Tianlong smiling and whispering one word: "Disperse."

The magical power that Lin Bujing exerted with all his strength was easily broken, leaving no room for resistance.
To be continued...