"Finished?"
Zulong's voice was extremely soft, but it was also extremely dangerous.
Wu Tian nodded, "That's it."
His voice was as calm as his eyes.
"Courageous enough!"
Zu Long smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Wu Tian also laughed, "It's still the same thing whether you're brave enough or not?"
Since he knew that this battle was inevitable, he would say everything that needed to be said.
Only when the enemy is unhappy can he be happy.
Just like now, his whole body feels comfortable and transparent both inside and outside.
Zulong took one step forward and reached Wu Tian's head.
Wu Tian released the dragon's power with one hand, and held up the ancestral dragon with a palm of his back.
There was a rumble and the earth sank.
With Wu Tian as the center, the circular earth cracked in all directions like a spider web.
Wu Tian's feet sank.
He quickly retracted his hand that pushed away Long Li, and with a backhand palm, using both hands with superimposed force, Zulong was shaken away a few inches.
Wu Tian disappeared in an instant.
Regardless of whether it was the ancestral dragon returning the power of the dragon, he was slightly startled.
None of them have seen this method.
Long Li's eyes widened.
Because the evil realm appeared above his father's head.
It's also a step down.
Sure enough, this evil realm holds a grudge just like him!
Zu Long also gave a backhand palm, but the effect was completely different. Wu Tian was sent flying, and the gap between the two was obvious.
But Wu Tian, who was sent flying out, disappeared in an instant and reappeared above Zulong's head.
Still a kick!
Zu Long snorted coldly, but his son smiled.
Zu Long reached out to grab Wu Tian's ankle. The moment his fingers touched Wu Tian, Wu Tian disappeared again and reappeared above his head.
Zulong's eyes darkened, and he disappeared.
The sky turned dark, and a big hand covered the sky.
The space froze under his big hand, Wu Tian's heart sank, and he quickly activated the distance-free magical power. As expected, he appeared without going even one mile, not to mention the usual three thousand miles.
His distanceless magical power is limited.
Zu Long looked down at Wu Tian coldly. At this time, he was already huge, and half of his body exposed in the mist was already half of the sky.
And Wu Tianze was like a monkey that was about to be suppressed by him.
Weak and pitiful.
Long Li quietly looked at the evil path that was about to be suppressed by his father.
There was no smile on his face or in his eyes.
He was silent.
In fact, he has always been silent, but today's silence is different.
A flash of light illuminated the young man's eyes.
With one sword move, Wu Tian broke through the space. In an instant, he disappeared three thousand miles away.
"Oh it's you!"
Zulong's voice was like thunder, and he stared at the young Taoist who appeared three thousand miles away with burning eyes.
At this moment, he no longer felt like his son.
Those who can break through the Great Thunder with one sword and kill the God of Thunder with a sword are worthy of respect.
Regardless of life or death, he deserves respect, not to mention that he is not a powerful person.
The ancestral dragon became smaller, he absorbed the magical power of the heaven and earth, and a stalwart man appeared between the heaven and the earth.
There is no wind or cloud in the sky, but the man is taller.
His eyebrows are as profound as the road engraved on him.
The green robe is deep, as if it contains the waves of the four seas.
Whether he moves or does not move, he has the courage of the world.
"Ancestral Dragon."
Zu Long took the initiative to speak.
"Wu Tian."
Wu Tian also reported his name.
Zu Long nodded and said: "I will kill you today."
Wu Tian nodded, "I killed a person with great supernatural powers three thousand years ago."
Zu Long nodded, "I know."
The sky and the earth are changing, the wind is blowing in the west, and the clouds are coming in the east.
Wu Tian was hunting in his robes, but the ancestral dragon was motionless.
It started to rain, from light to heavy, pouring down.
Long Li looked up at the two people who dominated the world and the other.
He didn't even know when he clenched his fists.
One on the left and one on the right, both held tightly.
"Is it a fight between avenues?"
On an unknown mountain two thousand miles away, Qibeihuang and Qilin and several old men watched intently.
"So be it."
This was Qibei Emperor's answer.
Emperor Qibei looked with burning eyes at the young Taoist in black robes holding a sword who was in charge of Feng Yun and used Feng Yudao to stand opposite Zulong.
For the first time, I felt a sense of admiration.
"He is not a dragon."
This is an old man's sigh.
"He said he was not a dragon."
It's a pity that they don't believe it.
Until he stood opposite Zulong.
