Sealed Divine Throne

yes! This is really incredible. What kind of strength does Abao have? The peak of the eighth level! A terrifying existence with an inner spiritual power close to 100,000.

However, from the beginning of this battle, Long Haochen completely suppressed Abao. Not only was he leading Abao by the nose, but he also had the absolute upper hand. Every time he made a move, it could be said that he clearly predicted Abao's intentions. Under such circumstances, Abao obviously suffered a big loss.

Long Haochen in mid-air has transformed into a dark golden halo, with a monstrous sword intent that explodes as if it is attached to Abao's body.

The attack speed of Long Haochen's Dousha Xuanyuan Sword is too fast. Even if Long Xingyu, the founder of Dousha Xuanyuan Sword, is here, as long as he suppresses his inner spiritual power to the same level as Long Haochen , and it is absolutely impossible to display the Dousha Xuanyuan Sword so perfectly.

Long Xingyu's Fighting Xuanyuan Sword also had sword intent, but it was not at the same level as the sword intent that Long Haochen understood from the aria of the Goddess of Light.

Long Haochen's internal spiritual power was indeed far inferior to Abao's, and the same was true for his external spiritual power. However, every time he struck with his sword, Abao felt unable to resist.

The harmony between man and nature can be said in just four words, very simple. But how many people can really do it? To completely integrate all the power of one's own equipment, internal and external spiritual power, and spiritual furnace into one, it is by no means as simple as addition. What's more, don't forget that the biggest secret of fighting the Xuan Yuan Sword is to borrow strength.

The increasingly powerful pressure forced the demon prince Abao to retreat step by step. He only felt that the sword intent erupting from Long Haochen's swords was getting stronger and stronger. Each sword was so heavy, and He himself lost his weapon again, and he didn't even have the energy to control the return of his heavy sword condensed with a single horn with his thoughts.

Blood splattered, and one could clearly see that although Abao was resisting with all his strength, although his own dark spiritual power could block Long Haochen's sword, it was completely unable to withstand the terrifying sword intention. Blood marks have begun to appear on his body, each blood mark is so clear, and the blood is splashing.

Yue Ye stared blankly at the battlefield. When Long Haochen walked out boldly and challenged Ah Bao, she felt that her mind went blank. It was over, everything was over. How could he be Brother Bao's opponent here? Brother Bao's strength is no longer suppressed by Dream Paradise!

If they die, I will die too. I don't know why, Yue Ye's mood is not fear, but an indescribable discomfort.

However, when the battle actually started, everything did not go according to the script she had imagined. The powerful Abao was completely suppressed by Long Haochen. The spiritual power gap between the two sides seemed to have disappeared. The attack power unleashed by Long Haochen, who was at the peak of the sixth level, was probably unmatched by even ordinary eighth-level experts. Each of his swords indeed only had 10,000 spiritual powers, but with the increase of legendary equipment and the improvement of the terrifying sword intent, how could it be described by 10,000 spiritual powers?

The collision of light and darkness, the pure light has clearly surpassed the powerful darkness. The advantages in attributes were vividly borrowed by Long Haochen, and the upgraded version of the Dousha Xuanyuan Sword bloomed with a strong dark golden brilliance.

"Roar--"

Under the continuous setbacks, A Bao looked up to the sky and roared, and a strange energy wave suddenly burst out from his body, Long Might. The power of the heaven-defying demonic dragon.

Long Haochen's body, which was hovering rapidly in the air, suddenly seemed a little scattered, and his round and round fighting sword finally came to a momentary stagnation.

The eyes of Haoyue's four big heads in the distance flashed purple, and its powerful claws subconsciously clawed into the ground, but it still endured and did not launch an attack.

Taking advantage of Long Haochen's momentary pause, Abao suddenly took a step back, and then, a layer of dazzling black burst out from his body.

Black is dark, why can it make people feel dazzling? Because the thoughts emanating from this black color are too sharp and powerful.

The black light did not spread too much, it just enveloped A Bao's body. It could be clearly seen that the black light condensed into the form of a black dragon with teeth and claws, hovering around A Bao. But when Long Haochen's Fighting Circular Sword came after him again, it was unable to collide with Abao's body. Instead, it collided with the black light shield.

The dragon is immortal. The powerful skills of the heaven-defying demon dragon clan.

Abao stood in the light barrier formed by the demon dragon's immortal body, staring coldly at the dark golden light group that was hovering in the air and constantly attacking him, making harsh and cracking sounds. His blood-red eyes seemed to be really bleeding.

At this time, Abao had purple blood oozing out from all over his body, and there were countless fine cracks on his scales. And all of this was brought about by the sword intent attached to the two heavy swords in Long Haochen's hands.

Abao took a deep breath, took half a step back with his right foot, put his right fist back on his waist, and put his left hand across his chest in a strange posture. With the fierce power revealed, the tyrannical dark energy instantly increased to the extreme.

A huge purple-black light and shadow emerged behind him, and he could vaguely see that it was a huge purple-black pillar with a giant dragon hovering on it. Isn't it the Demon God Emperor's first Demon God Pillar?

The feeling of air collapse appeared again, but this time it was not limited to a few tens of square meters, but everyone present could feel the space collapse. There was even a huge suction force pulling on their bodies.

The purple-black color on Abao's body turned completely black in an instant, even his blood-colored eyes. At this moment, his eyes had completely changed, becoming extremely solid and powerful. It was as if he was the only one in the world.

Boxing intention. Yes, if what Long Haochen used was sword intent, then what Abao unleashed at this time was the terrifying fist intent based on the bloodline of the Heaven-defying Demonic Dragon Clan.

After all, his cultivation level was much higher than Long Haochen's, and the impact of his fist's power was much larger than Long Haochen's.

The two demon hunting groups changed their expressions in horror at the same time. Even before Abao's punch was launched, it showed such terrifying power. What if it really hit? How much more terrifying is that!

Everyone could see that Po looked covered in blood, but in fact it was just a superficial injury, not the root of the injury. And how long can Long Haochen's all-out explosion last? No one knows.

At this moment, Long Haochen, who was circling rapidly, suddenly stopped abruptly when he hit the light shield again. His four wings spread out behind him, and he was hovering in mid-air, with four wings behind him. The light in the wings suddenly surged towards the tip of the sword, and the aria of the goddess of light began to tremble slightly. But at this time, Long Haochen, who was suspended in mid-air, closed his eyes and entered a strange state.

Abao's cold eyes had been fixed on Long Haochen. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart. The reason was very simple. In this state, Long Haochen was not the same sword that chopped him apart. What does it look like when you are alone?

The ripples of light disappeared again, this time into the eternal melody. Long Haochen held the Aria of the Goddess of Light in both hands and raised his head slightly towards the sky. A dazzling golden color suddenly appeared on him, and this golden touch was like a fire, igniting all the light in the sky.

A strange buzzing sound similar to Sanskrit singing sounded in the air, and behind Long Haochen, the feeling of space collapse disappeared instantly. A soft golden light rose quietly behind him, and amidst the strange hum of Sanskrit chants, a void of golden light slowly emerged.

The light and shadow were very illusory. There was only a faint golden color, and only a human figure could be vaguely seen. The rest was just a large area of ​​golden color, and its entity could not be seen.

The Aria of the Goddess of Light in Long Haochen's hand exuded a strange luster, and the originally edgeless epee exuded an extremely sharp aura at this moment. What's even more frightening is that this sharpness gives people a completely opposite sense of softness.

The feelings of humans and demons are completely different. All demon hunters feel like a spring breeze under this golden color. Those in the king-level demon hunting group No. 17 who had burned the flame of life before felt warm all over their bodies. He couldn't feel any better, and even his vitality seemed to be quietly recovering.

A strange brilliance appeared on Long Haochen's face. At this moment, he gave people a psychic quality, which was different from the way he looked in the dream paradise.

Stepping forward and punching, the fist of the heaven-defying demonic dragon burst out instantly. As the prince of the demon clan, being able to draw on the certain power of the first demon god pillar means that Abao, the heir, has begun to evolve into the real first demon god. The terrifying fist seemed to tear the void completely, and the endless blackness was like a black hole opening in front of Long Haochen, as if it was going to swallow his body completely.

And at this moment, Long Haochen's sword struck down lightly. The dark gold on the sword turned into gold again, but it was a magnificent colorful gold. The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, all mixed with gold, appeared on his face. Above this sword. From red gold to the final purple gold, the whole change process is very fast, but it feels like a dazzling red color quietly falling under the sunlight.

The moment the sword and fist touched in the air, there was no instant roar, but they stuck together, causing a brief stasis of time.

Long Haochen opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes were filled with a soft white halo. In sharp contrast to Abao's black eyes, the two people's eyes were wild and fierce at one time, soft and gentle at the other, but they collided with unparalleled sparks.

The next moment, the roar finally appeared.

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