Douluo's Emperor Dragon

Chapter 856 Confronting Qiandaoliu

"Xiaoyuan, you have finally grown up, Grandpa Golden Crocodile is very pleased."

Looking at Lu Yuan opposite, Golden Crocodile Douluo showed a gentle smile on his old face.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and Lu Yuan, whom he once taught, has far surpassed him.

In terms of strength, it has even entered the limit field.

But he was not lost, on the contrary, he was full of relief.

Because he not only regards Lu Yuan as a successor, but actually treats Lu Yuan as his own grandson. He is really happy from the bottom of his heart that Lu Yuan can achieve what he has achieved today.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I offended you just now." Looking at the trace of blood on the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, Lu Yuan said with some embarrassment.

Even if he withdrew his strength, a battle is a battle after all, bumps and bumps are unavoidable, not to mention, if he didn't use a little bit of real strength, he couldn't win against Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"I don't blame you, this is a battle, and Grandpa Golden Crocodile is not seriously injured, he will recover in two days, don't worry."

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed.

"En!" Hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, Lu Yuan nodded.

"Xiaoyuan, since I've lost, then let the priest fight with you, he is much better than me, you have to go all out, don't hold back, otherwise, you will lose miserably .”

Golden Crocodile Douluo instructed.

"Yes, I remember." Lu Yuan replied, and naturally he would not underestimate Qian Daoliu.

The reason why he was able to defeat Golden Crocodile Douluo with nine strokes was because of the suppression of his martial soul. Golden Crocodile Douluo was level 98, but in front of him, he could display a strength of level 97 at most.

Qian Daoliu is different. Although the quality of the Seraphim's martial soul is not as good as his five-clawed Golden Dragon King, it cannot be suppressed by the martial soul, because the two are not of the same type.

Humanoid spirits are the most special, they can be classified as beast spirits, but they are different from beast spirits.

So facing him, Qian Daoliu can display his full strength. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine how strong a Limit Douluo's full strength is.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to be careless at all. His strength has improved a lot, but it doesn't mean he is defiant. He has never underestimated Limit Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo left the lake, Qian Daoliu appeared in front of Lu Yuan in a flash, and the two stood facing each other.

"Xiaoyuan, you are very good, you still have a lot of strength hidden, your real strength has already entered the limit field." Qian Daoliu looked at Lu Yuan, with a trace of admiration on his old face, a 77th-level soul saint, real combat power He has stepped into the limit field, even with all his years of experience, he has only met Lu Yuan.

"Although my aura is comparable to the limit, it is still not as good as my grandpa. There is also a gap in the limit. Grandpa has gone a long way in the limit level, but even so, I will not lose today."

Lu Yuan's tone was light but full of firmness.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help squinting his eyes, so confident, does this kid have any trump cards?

"Grandpa, let's fight." Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he burst out with great momentum. There was no wind and waves, and the lake water under his feet raised a water wall tens of meters high with Lu Yuan's momentum. The power is extraordinary.

"Interesting." Qian Daoliu muttered, golden light shining on his body, mysterious and ancient singing, divine light shining down, and seraphim spirit possessed.

"Qianlong is in the Yuan!" Lu Yuan shouted, his figure rose, his handprints changed, his palms were pushed out, and the water wall tens of meters high instantly changed. Following Lu Yuan's gesture, it turned into a water wall with a size of hundreds of meters. The water dragon roared towards Qian Daoliu with its teeth and claws open.

One of the self-created bloodline soul skills, Qianlong in the Abyss!

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Qian Daoliu's mouth, his palms were vertically vertical, fierce everything!

A golden palm blade suddenly appeared in the air, cutting off the hundred-meter-sized water dragon at its waist. Immediately, the huge water dragon turned into clear lake water again, pouring out.

With a single palm, Lu Yuan's Qianlong Zaiyuan was broken. Compared with Golden Crocodile Douluo, his strength is more than a few grades stronger.

The gap between the limit and the non-limit is so large that it is embarrassing.

If it wasn't because of his divine ring and divine body, even if his bloodline had evolved, Lu Yuan wouldn't be able to compete with Limit Douluo now.

"Xiaoyuan, take my palm too!" Qian Daoliu said lightly, turning his palm slightly, and pressing it down.

Immediately, a huge palm print appeared in the air, directly pressing down on Lu Yuan's head.

Under the palm print, there is a strong power.

"Good time!" Lu Yuan yelled loudly, in the dantian, the golden qi and blood core was beating rapidly, and a powerful blood force emerged from the golden qi and blood core, and directly sank into the limbs and bones.

Lu Yuan clenched his fist fiercely, bursting out with infinite power, shining golden light, and punched out directly towards the huge palm print.

"Boom!" The golden fist shattered the palm print, but the remaining power in the palm print hit the lake, and there was a loud noise, sinking the entire lake.

The water in the lake was tumbling, and the originally clear water in the lake became turbid and affected, and even the shore collapsed a lot due to this palm.

The power of the limit is unfathomable.

Different from the fight between Cai Cai and Golden Crocodile Douluo just now, the fight between Lu Yuan and Qian Daoliu has completely risen to the limit level, and the damage caused by each punch and kick is extremely great.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuan frowned slightly, and if he continued to fight here, the island in the middle of the lake might be blown up by the two of them.

The lake surface was enough for him and Golden Crocodile Douluo, but it was still too far away for him and Qian Daoliu.

"Grandpa, let's fight in the air!" Lu Yuan said, the dragon wings fluttered, and he rushed high into the sky.

"Okay!" Qian Daoliu responded, turning into a golden light to follow.

The two of them had ascended several thousand meters before they stopped. Here, they could completely let go of their hands and feet.

"Xiao Yuan, choosing the battlefield in the air may be bad for you. This is my home field."

Looking at Lu Yuan opposite, Qian Daoliu smiled softly.

"For a real dragon, flying through the clouds and riding the fog is also an instinct, so for me, the sky is also my home field."

Lu Yuan shook his head and said.

Clouds follow dragons, wind follows tigers, dragons are born to fly, and the sky can't affect him.

"That's good. Grandpa also wants to see your full strength. If your performance is restricted by the battlefield, it will not be beautiful."

Qian Daoliu said.

"Then grandpa, you can take a good look at it." Lu Yuan said softly, and the golden dragon gun appeared in his hand with a flash of light. body.

With two artifacts in hand at the same time, facing Qian Daoliu, Lu Yuan did not dare to be careless.

　Three shifts in the morning, two shifts in the afternoon, and five shifts today!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)