Chapter 1239 Black Skull
Inside the Sword of Killing God.
He looked worried, because until now, Bai Ling didn't know what had happened.
They could only sense the situation outside, but could not communicate with Long Ao.
In other words, they can do nothing to do if Long Ao is in danger.
"Sister, what happened?"
Looking at the worried sister beside her, no one knew that Zi Ling was extremely worried at this moment.
However, Zi Ling knew very well that her sister had already done this, and she could not lose her temper. Otherwise, what should she do?
"Long Ao is fine. If I guess well, this Dragon Mysterious Realm is extraordinary."
"Sister, what do you mean?"
Nodded.
Zi Ling was also a little unbelievable, but he nodded and said, "That's right, this dragon mysterious realm does not belong to the dragon clan at all, and this person's strength is completely above the way of heaven. Compared to us, we may not be too embarrassed."
Hearing this, Bai Ling looked shocked.
The more this happens, the more worried Bai Ling is.
After breathing a long sigh of relief, Zi Ling said: "This person should have fallen. Long Ao doesn't know whether it's good or bad this time. If he can use this person's insights, it will be considered as a one-off."
Whether it is Zi Ling or Bai Ling, they don’t know what Long Ao is doing now.
In the dark space.
In front of the Tongtian Stone Monument.
Long Ao closed his eyes tightly, and thousands of dragons soared around him, constantly flying, surrounding Long Ao tightly.
This moment.
There were earth-shaking changes in Long Ao's body. The dragon blood that had just been absorbed was constantly fusion. This is exactly the case. Long Ao's defense is soaring at a terrifying speed.
I believe that even Long Ao never expected this.
Ten thousand dragons were flying around Longao, and the scene was extremely shocking.
"ah!"
At this moment, Long Ao roared in pain.
"The soul is so special that I can't even swallow it."
A strange and gloomy voice sounded, and then the ten thousand dragons disappeared and returned to the Tongtian Stone Monument. The ten thousand dragons still soared and were lifelike.
"Who are you?"
Opening his eyes, Long Ao stared at the stone tablet in front of him, especially the ten thousand dragons soaring on the stone tablet.
Until now, Long Ao had a deep fear. If it weren't for the help of the soul without the word "Dao" and he believed that his soul had just been swallowed up by the mysterious man and fell into a place of no return.
“Hahahahahahahaha….”
Crazy laughter came, and then a white-haired old man looked weak, as if a gust of wind could blow the old man down.
But even so, Long Ao did not relax at all, because he knew very well that the person in front of him had almost swallowed his soul just now. It was hard to imagine how powerful this person was.
If you don’t fear it, it must be a lie.
"Boy, are you scared?"
"It's just a remnant soul."
When the old man heard the other party's words, he was obviously stunned. He seemed to have not expected that things had reached this point and that the other party dared to do so, and he didn't take him seriously.
"Hahaha, what an arrogant boy. Today I will let you see the strength of the remnant soul."
Retreat three steps in a row.
Long Ao was very afraid of the old man in front of him. His soul was almost swallowed just now, and he still had some fears.
Remaining soul. If it is an ordinary remaining soul, Long Ao will certainly not take it seriously. Even if it is the remaining soul of the supreme divine way, Long Ao has an intuition that the old man's true strength is above the Nirvana realm.
Is the old man the peak martial arts powerhouse?
I knew it was impossible in my heart, but Long Ao still felt it.
The next second.
A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from the old man's body, which was the so-called original aura.
Feeling this terrifying original aura, Long Ao almost asserted that the old man who had just devoured him was a peak martial arts powerhouse, a super strong man of the same level as the Heavenly Dao.
I dare not be careless at all.
Long Ao also released a powerful aura, which was the sword momentum condensed by the original aura.
The original aura and the sword momentum collided fiercely, and the space around them fluctuated a lot. He was shocked. The old man looked shocked and said incredibly: "Original aura, are you the peak of martial arts?"
It was impossible, the old man shook his head fiercely, because he could clearly sense that the other party was just a small virtual god warrior, so he would not say anything about the peak of martial arts.
In this case, why did the momentum the other party just released has the power of its origin?
"Don't think that the original aura is invincible in the world. I can tell you clearly that it will be easy for me to destroy you."
Of course, Long Ao does not have the power of the original source, and it is impossible for him to release the original aura. The person who has just truly released the sword power is not Long Ao, but Zi Ling.
With the strength of Zi Ling, he may not be the old man's opponent, but above the original momentum, Zi Ling is definitely stronger than the old man. It is precisely because of this that the remnant soul was extremely shocked, and his heart was as if it was overturned, incredible.
Staring at it, the old man did not continue to take action, and was afraid of ten thousand in everything, but was afraid of if it was. In the old man's opinion, even if the other party was not the peak of martial arts, he was just a Void God warrior, no one knew what territory the other party had. If he was erased, it would be too late to regret it.
"Are you scared?"
Long Ao asked, "The old man's remnant soul was a little embarrassed." He still had the upper hand just now. In just a few seconds, the other party had the upper hand.
"Sorry, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Long Ao knew very well that he, Zi Ling and Bai Ling, even if Long Fu joined forces, might not be the opponent's opponent. It would be of no benefit to him to continue staying.
But the old man snorted coldly and sneered, "I want to see how you leave my territory."
Just after saying that, the old man's remnant soul had disappeared without a trace. The entire dark dark space was particularly gloomy and terrifying. Long Ao stood alone in the dark space, not walking around, but stared at the Tongtian Stone Monument in front of him.
Ten thousand dragons are flying, especially the four words "Dragon Mysterious Realm", which are particularly strange.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Just a few minutes after the old man disappeared, countless black skeletons suddenly appeared around him, and each black skeleton had a sharp black sword in his hand, emitting a cold sword light.
"Shinto."
Feeling the countless black skeletons suddenly appearing around, Long Aoxin sank, because the countless skeletons around were all in the realm of the Shinto realm, that is, the countless skeletons around him, like countless Shinto warriors.
Chapter completed!