Honghuang: After Defeating The Time Traveler, I, Huanglong, Am Stable

I saw Kunpeng tearing off the scribe's brocade clothes and using his magic power to tear them into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, powerful mana condensed, energy rose, and behind him turned into a huge Kunpeng dharma form hidden in the netherworld. His eyes were cold and locked tightly on Huanglong in front of him.

Countless human-dragon coalition forces were affected by Kunpeng's momentum, and their bodies suddenly became sluggish, as if they were caught in the turbulence of time.

Kunpeng flew into the sky, and the Dharma behind him also broke through the sky at the same time, calling for countless clouds to follow him.

Then he opened his right hand and grabbed the magical weapon of the highest grade Houtian Lingbao.

The majestic and profound mana was poured into the spear, and then it was swung towards Huang Long who had just shown his power.

He gathered his momentum, and then between the lightning and flint, he saw a stream of light emitting from the spear.

Kunpeng's law of extreme speed was poured into it, making this stream of light almost accelerate to an inevitable speed like the years.

When Huang Long saw this, his eyes instantly shrank, and his strength, which had reached the quasi-sage level, suddenly exploded.

Countless runes in the human-dragon alliance formation lit up at this moment, and were guided by the yellow dragon. They fell down layer by layer and enveloped his body.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a series of mighty light energy battle armors such as armor, streamers, and battle robes.

The next moment, the trident in Huang Long's hand swung forward with all his might, with great momentum and fierce domineering force. The power of countless water veins followed closely, and it crashed down, turning into a stream of light and colliding with Kunpeng's magic power.

"boom!!!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the world.

In an instant, countless human-dragon coalition forces and demon clan armies were affected by the aftermath of the collision between the two, and their energy and blood surged.

In the void, a strange crack seemed to appear.

"Sixty-eight!" Huang Long immediately chanted a mantra.

With a slight drink in his mouth, the mana gathered by the human-dragon alliance was guided by the real dragon mana in his body.

A huge bowl-shaped light curtain was formed, shrouding the human-dragon coalition forces within it, without receiving any threat at all.

The demon army had no time to resist.

Kunpeng actually didn't care about the demon clan under his command.

Therefore, under the aftermath, countless monster armies were unable to resist and lost their lives.

Kunpeng did not take action to intercept the aftermath, allowing him to gain valuable time.

The mana in his body exploded to the extreme, and the spear in his hand pointed at Huanglong again. Together with his body, he turned into a stream of light and charged towards the troops of the human-dragon alliance.

This time, it is no longer a tentative confrontation, but a blow to determine life and death.

Kunpeng's magical power reveals the vastness of the years. Under his magical power, there are countless bright silver flames, burning everywhere in the sky, including his body.

The supernatural power spreads across the sky, tearing apart the sky.

Kunpeng's energy at this time was magnificent and vast, and he rushed towards the formation of the human-dragon alliance with a courageous and never-returning mood.

This blow contained his belief in risking death and surviving. It became even more decisive as the bodies of the demon clan dissipated in the sky.

This magical power represents Kunpeng's stance and also shows that he will not be taken lightly.

The stream of light that Kunpeng transformed into was brilliant and brilliant, but Huanglong's realm and strength at this time were not weak.

The trident in his right hand was raised high, and his magic power surged in an instant, making the energy in the surrounding heaven and earth boil.

Immediately, Huanglong flew out, no longer standing in the large formation of the human-dragon coalition, but flew in the direction of Kunpeng.

The awe-inspiring killing of chickens fills every corner of the world.

When the powerful energy of the two collided, thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, and the sound of thunder roared continuously, like purple fire burning the sky.

The scene of the two fighting against each other was rendered as epic and magnificent.

The next moment, Huanglong and Kunpeng collided suddenly.

Fast, extremely fast!

The speed of both seems to have broken through some kind of limit.

Not to mention their gaze or consciousness, even their thoughts seemed unable to keep up with their figures.

The violent and surging magic power in Huanglong and Kunpeng seemed to be venting mercilessly.

The aftermath of the two attacks was like a strong wind, sweeping through the four winds and encompassing everything.

The world became extremely silent, with only countless clouds rolling in and waves surging.

The situation is tense and murderous.

In the sky, all the surviving soldiers tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, with a searching look in their eyes, wanting to remember the battle between the two men firmly in their hearts.

However, the speed of the two of them was so fast that even the masters of the Da Luo realm could not keep up with their speed.

Both of them exchanged blows quickly without any scruples, using magical powers, spells, and combat skills. Every time they took a shot, they could accurately intercept each other.

Huanglong's magical power is extremely powerful. Every attack seems to contain the power of the world and the spiritual hope of the human and dragon tribes, allowing Kunpeng to bear the weight of mountains and rivers.

Kunpeng, on the other hand, is light and ruthless, and every attack is insidious and cunning, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark that will appear in front of him at any time.

This is because Huanglong carries the hope, morality, and prospects of this human-dragon alliance. It is burdened with too many things, and it naturally seems extremely heavy.

The vastness of the earth and the tolerance of the water veins are all integrated into his fighting style, making Huanglong's magical power encompass everything in the world.

The cultivation of both parties and the "Tao" they practice are all vividly reflected at this moment.

Huanglong and Kunpeng fought hundreds of tricks and collided hundreds of times.

As time went by, the determination in Kunpeng's heart slowly dissipated.

He looked at Huang Long showing off his power in front of him, and felt inexplicably anxious.

I originally thought that even if Huang Long passed through the formation and was forcibly promoted to the level of a quasi-sage, he would still be at the level of a Daluo Jinxian when he returned to his body.

There is no way to compete with him in such a rapid confrontation.

But I didn't expect it to be a miscalculation.

The vast mana of both sides penetrated into each other's body through various magical powers.

Not only the body and flesh, but also the spirit was like being hit by a sledgehammer, and the soul was shaken one after another.

But at this time, Huang Long didn't show any signs of fatigue. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought, like a piece of steel that was constantly tempered and burned out of impurities.

How could Kunpeng know that although Huanglong himself was still in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, his body was stronger than that of ordinary quasi-sages.

He has practiced star transformation, and every move he makes is accompanied by the power of 120,000 stars.

Although at their level, pure strength no longer works, Huanglong's body has been tempered and is much stronger than Kunpeng.

Finally, as the battle continued, the tight string in Kunpeng's heart broke.

At this time, he no longer dared to continue fighting with Huang Long.

He could clearly feel that the opponent was getting braver and braver as he fought, while the magic power in his body was gradually dissipating.

Kunpeng knew very well that if he continued to fight regardless of everything, he would only die.

But he was not willing to die like this.

He once listened to Hongjun's sermon in Zixiao Palace, and even in the Demon Court, he was respected as the Demon Master.

Compared to him, Huang Long was just a junior, and Kunpeng was unwilling to die at his opponent's hands.

He thought he could die, but not in such a worthless way.

So at this moment, Kunpeng started to go crazy.

The eyes of the ancient ferocious beast that once dominated the world in Jiaodong became blood red.

It contains extremely profound madness and restlessness.

Huanglong's magical power came again, but he avoided it.

Huanglong's magical power is silent, but it contains extremely powerful power of water veins.

The clear stream of light was avoided, but it sliced ​​through Kunpeng's overlapping horns.

His black hair was raised, and a wound appeared on his face.

The golden blood and black hair fell together and were scattered for nine days, but Kunpeng's eyes were bright and generous.

Huang Long, who was in the middle of the confrontation, was also shocked by Kunpeng's completely undefended behavior.

But just for a moment, Kunpeng quickly turned around and struck Huang Long with a fierce blow.

The wound on the opponent's cheek has been healed under the influence of mana.

The sleeves and robes are shining, the spear is sharp, and the magical power is sinister.

In the blink of an eye, the strands of escaping resentment around the two people were wrapped around the spear, turned into a heart-stopping magical power, and shot out quietly.

When Huang Long saw this, he immediately took back Huang Lan's trident and held it in front of him.

Under the sun, his shirt was shining brightly, and his khaki sleeves were dancing wildly in the strong wind.

The power brought by the power of thousands of water veins flows on the trident and turns into powerful magic power that can save life, which is majestic.

Kunpeng's magical power was so sudden that in the blink of an eye, it collided with the trident in Huang Long's hand.

Violent roars resounded between heaven and earth.

Everyone present was shocked by the sudden huge roar.

Above the nine heavens, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Countless clouds turned into strands of thick fog, covering everything.

Huanglong was suddenly attacked by Kunpeng and was driven back dozens of miles.

The clothes are fluttering, the black hair is hanging down, and the whole body is accompanied by thunder and water. In a few breaths, the retreat is stopped...0

After he stood still, he raised his calm eyes and looked in the direction where Kunpeng had just stood.

But found that the other party was no longer there.

At this time, Huang Long suddenly realized that Kunpeng's sudden attack was not to fight him desperately, but to create an opportunity for himself to escape.

Kunpeng was no longer there, but Huanglong was not impatient.

Although Kunpeng is good at speed, once it spreads its wings, it is unknown how far it will fly.

But at the beginning of the war, the Human-Dragon Alliance had already deployed a dragnet within a radius of millions of miles.

Even if Kunpeng wanted to escape, he would never be able to escape from this range.

Therefore, Huang Long concluded that Kunpeng did not have time to escape at all, but was hiding somewhere in the formation, hoping to escape quietly while he was distracted and withdrawing from the formation.

After thinking about this, Huang Long's eyelids dropped, and the magic power on his body was mixed with the power of vast water veins, filling the corners of the entire formation.

In an instant, everyone felt a vast and deep aura.

It was fierce and surging, and all dharmas were destroyed.

It seems that all light has completely disappeared, everything is dark and empty, only the yellow dragon's clothes are fluttering, like the only light between heaven and earth.

The aura in his body fluctuated, covering the entire world. He was tall and his eyes seemed to have divine light.

Anyone who sees Huanglong can clearly feel a terrifying oppression.

Above the sky, Huang Long's location was brilliant and magnificent, with endless light emanating from his body.

After a while, I heard him shout softly: "Get up!"

As his words fell, the human-dragon alliance enveloped the formation with a radius of millions of miles, and countless runes suddenly lit up, as if they were competing with the sun and the moon.

But Huang Long was in the middle of the formation, his hands turned into shadows, and he kept making secrets and chanting mantras.

The light above the formation also resembles the moon, like a pillar of light, sweeping across the sky and illuminating everything.

Between heaven and earth, there is an incomparable brilliance left behind.

Countless soldiers present witnessed such a beautiful and magnificent scene.

Although they didn't know what these brilliance represented, they sensed the destructive power of the machine.

After a while, the scope of these brilliance shrank rapidly, and in just a few breaths, it shrank to a distance of less than a hundred miles.

At this moment, a phantom seemed to flash past in the rapidly shrinking formation.

But the speed of this phantom was so fast that no one could see it clearly.

It turned out that Huanglong actually used the power of the majestic water veins to turn the siege and killing formation of the human-dragon alliance into his own use.

Forcibly shrinking the millions-mile-long formation to trap Kunpeng who had not yet escaped from the formation.

The formation gathered the power of countless human-dragon coalition forces. It was grand and vast, graceful and slow.

Even a master like Kunpeng, who is at the pinnacle level of a quasi-sage, can't even think of escaping 5.1 in a short time.

Not long after, the formation shrank to less than ten miles, and Kunpeng finally showed his figure.

His blood-red eyes stared closely at Huanglong among the heavenly dragons.

The palms trapped in the sleeves and robes have been clenched subconsciously.

The feeling of killing chicken is boiling in my chest. I want to suppress it, but I can't suppress it at all.

Then it turned into overwhelming resentment and murderous intent, roaring in the formation: "Huanglong!!!"

In the formation, Kunpeng was suppressed at all levels, and his mind and strength were suppressed to the limit.

He knew very well that there was no possibility of escape for him.

Immediately afterwards, Kunpeng groaned and his body began to tremble violently.

He was unable to stop the power of the thick and majestic water veins, causing the corners of his mouth to bleed crazily.

The formation was still shrinking, and no matter how miserable Kunpeng's cry was, Huang Long remained unmoved.

His eyes were still dull, but there was extreme determination hidden in them.

The formation was shrinking faster and faster, and the slightest crack appeared on Kunpeng's body.

The huge power of water veins suddenly pressed down, directly imprisoning Kunpeng's whole body.

It was as if Kunpeng was carrying the weight of the entire four seas, countless water veins, and all living things.

Everything was dead silent for a long time, and soon, there seemed to be a small cracking sound that shook the world.

This voice is as subtle as the spring breeze and as strong as thunder.

The shocked expression on Kunpeng's face froze, and then it turned into fine sand and exploded.

Since then, the demon master Kunpeng has fallen, his body and soul are gone.

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