Long Chen did a quick check and realized that even though the God Slaying Sword had lost the Massacre Skeleton, its power was still there. It was a Dao Artifact with 99 dao patterns. Compared to when it had 83 dao patterns, its lethality was even more terrifying. Long Chen did not dare to underestimate the God Slaying Sword.
However, there was a limit to how much Long Chen could excavate and control such a majestic power. A Dao weapon of this level was also very precious. At the very least, Su Zilan, who was at the Three Talents Reincarnation Tribulation Realm, might not even have one. Only someone at her level of combat power could fully display the power of the God-slaying Sword.
It was just like how Lingxi could not control the Eight Heavenly Swords.
"With the God Slaying Sword, I should be like a tiger with wings. Although it has not become a Primordial Dao Artifact, it is obvious that my current combat power has increased. If Su Muchen does not enter the Reincarnation Realm, he should not be my opponent. But if he succeeds, I will definitely lose."
He was originally a Super Divine Dragon. If he entered the Reincarnation Realm, his combat power would probably be at the level of the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Realm.
Of course, when Long Chen entered the Reincarnation Realm, people like Su Zilan would not be his opponent.
It took him a few days to familiarize himself with the control of the God Slaying Sword.
"With the Divine Abilities of the Void Cosmic Dragon and the Ancient Blood Spiritual Dragon, as well as these two swords, I should be considered one of the best among the younger generation in the Seventy-two Divine Descendants Ancient City. I'm afraid there are very few among the younger generation in Di Jun Divine City who can compete with me."
In a year's time, his combat power had undergone an unimaginable rapid growth. He had jumped from the bottom to the top. In time, he would be able to look down on all the others.
"Su Muchen …"
After dealing with the God Slaying Sword, the two returned to the Green Stone Plaza. Only a few days had passed, and Su Muchen's Reincarnation Tribulation had reached a critical stage. A black divine dragon coiled around his body. The situation was unclear, but Long Chen could feel that this guy was getting stronger and stronger. His power was going through a terrifying change. He was probably going to achieve the Tai Chi Reincarnation Power.
"This guy is really going to succeed."
The other three had yet to pass the Samsara Tribulations, but he was about to succeed.
It was useless to worry about how strong others were. One could only surpass their opponent's speed. Hence, Long Chen and Lingxi cultivated in the Martial God Mausoleum. Lingxi began to attempt to break through the Gate of Life and Death, while Long Chen studied the Slaughter Dao and the Time Dao.
"Recently, Long Yu's activities have become more and more frequent. Is it because I've already come into contact with the highest level?"
Long Chen thought to himself.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed.
It had already been half a year since they had arrived at the Battlefield of the Gods, but the Astrals had yet to make a move. It was unknown where they had gone, but Long Chen was in no hurry.
"I wonder what cultivation level that Di Yu has reached. He wants to overcome three Samsara Tribulations in one go. After half a year, he should have made some progress."
He was favored by the heavens and was regarded as a treasure by everyone. He was nurtured by the Divine Emperor Jun City and the Eternal Dragon City. He was regarded as the hope of the Human Clan. The resources of the entire Dragon God Domain poured into him. If Long Chen could have such treatment, his cultivation would have long surpassed the peak.
However, he did not like that child's gloomy eyes.
Su Muchen struggled in the Samsara Tribulations for two months. His Samsara Tribulations were more difficult than others. Among the four disciples of the Martial God Ancient City, two died and two succeeded. Including Su Tianyuan and Su Jiuyou, there were a total of four Samsara Realm martial artists. If Su Yuji and Su Jiuzhou were not dead, they might have succeeded.
Only Su Muchen was left.
Recently, while everyone was bathing in the Divine Spiritual Rain, almost all of their attention was on Su Muchen. Finally, on the day of the opening of the Battlefield of the Gods for half a year, Su Muchen completely transformed in the Samsara Realm and truly entered the Samsara Realm. As long as he went out, the five major dragon cities would naturally invite him.
The Demonic Dragon dissipated.
He stood up amidst the golden divine spirit rain. His tall figure was like an iron pillar as he stood steadily. He stretched out his hands and tried to mobilize his own power. He sighed with emotion. "This is reincarnation … the mystical Reincarnation Rebirth State …"
He did not care about the group of Su Family members. Instead, he turned back to look at Long Chen. His eyes gradually narrowed, and he asked, "Have you mastered the Primordial Taoist Weapon?"
This guy was obviously much stronger than before. From Nirvana to Samsara, it was simply a transformation and transition of life. He was completely different from before, but he could not tell what had changed. If he had to describe it, it might be the change of "God". He should have begun to transform into a real God.
One Yuan was a hundred reincarnations.
After passing through the One Yuan Samsara Realm, the biggest change should be the change in one's mentality and attitude towards the world. In that One Yuan Tribulation, after passing through 100 reincarnations, it was like living countless times again. He could still remember the Primordial Taoist Weapon, which showed how much he valued the purple longsword. It must be known that after passing through 100 reincarnations, many people would lose their memories and completely forget the first half of their lives.
Long Chen said, "Although I haven't mastered it, I can't give it to you."
Su Mu Chen said, "Can we fight again? The last time wasn't satisfying enough."
To be honest, since Long Chen had the Time Dragon, Su Mu Chen could no longer force him to fight. He could only invite him. However, Long Chen was not a fool. He waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it in the future. You have too much of an advantage now."
The disciples of the Su Family were filled with righteous indignation. They all scolded, "Long Chen, you really have no guts. Seeing that you are weak, you don't dare to fight. Are you still a man?"
"That's right. You don't even have this bit of courage. How can you have the Primordial Taoist Weapon? If you admit defeat today, it will probably become a sore point for you. It will prevent you from improving your martial cultivation."
In order to take back the Primordial Taoist Weapon, they provoked him and mocked him at the same time. However, these words were child's play to Long Chen. He had to focus on researching what the God of Tai Chi was.
Seeing that he did not agree, Su Mu Chen sighed and shook his head. He said, "What isn't mine doesn't belong to me. If I have another chance, I won't lose again."
He also had a strong desire to fight.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since the opening of the Battlefield of the Gods. According to the usual situation, after another half a year, the Divine Spiritual Rain would end and everyone would leave.
Just a few days after Su Mu Chen succeeded, there was a sudden change.
Long Chen woke up from his cultivation and said in shock, "The Spirit Race is attacking."
But it didn't seem like it.
It seemed as though the entire Battlefield of the Gods was trembling from the nine-coloured mist. The endless nine-coloured mist above began to churn, and countless tiny, invisible insects seemed to have gone crazy. If they suddenly pounced down, then everyone present would probably die without a single survivor.
Long Chen grabbed Ling Xi's hand, protecting her within his Divine Kingdom at the first possible moment. In the next moment, everyone felt an extremely terrifying power acting on their bodies. This was a power that they were unable to resist. Perhaps even the power of a Divine Spirit would not be able to withstand it.
Everyone was under the control of it.
"Is the ancestor showing himself? Is it the ancestor?"
"Oh my god, what is going on?"
Some of the disciples of the Su Family were panicking, while others were excited.
Long Chen glanced over and saw that even Su Mu Chen was powerless under the control of this power.
In that instant, the terrifying power brought all the disciples of the Seventy-two Divine Descendants into the sky. No one could resist it. The sky was filled with the nine-colored fog. Those who watched the battle between Long Chen and Su Mu Chen had witnessed the terror of the nine-colored fog. At this moment, those who were cheering for the ancestor showed themselves were all crying.
Long Chen's heart trembled. Just what kind of power was it that wanted to kill all the disciples of the Seventy-two Divine Descendants here? This power was simply irresistible. Were they just going to wait for death?
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind.
But it was a pity that the power was even more ferocious. In just a blink of an eye, cultivators were thrown into the nine-colored fog.
Not even Long Chen could escape this fate.
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In the distant Demon God Domain.
Divine Dream Fox Mansion, Heavenly Fox Domain.
In the middle of a beautiful forest, there was a green mountain. Mo Xiaolang and Soyeon were here. The Nirvana Spiritual Aura here was almost the same as the inner city of the Martial God City. There were strange immortal essences everywhere. This was the hinterland where Nine-tailed Celestial Fox lived.
In the morning, Mo Xiaolang stood under the morning sun, absorbing the sun's fire to strengthen himself.
In the clear pool beside him, Suyeon was changing the color of her tail. Her slender snake tail was fresh and alluring. She would occasionally let out a bell-like laughter. She was having a great time. The two of them were enjoying their time together.
After a while, Mo Xiaolang could already transform into human form. He stood beside the clear pond, quietly watching Soyeon play.
"Big Brother Xiao Lang …" Soyeon retracted her snake tail and turned it into legs. She walked around Mo Xiaolang, blushing, and asked, "Do I look good?"
Mo Xiaolang rubbed his head and said, "Yan 'er will definitely look good."
"Do you think the snake tail looks good?" Soyeon asked.
Mo Xiaolang nodded and said, "I think it's very good. Nine different colors. It's much better than my pitch-black body."
Soyeon lowered her head, "But I've been afraid of snakes since I was young. They're slippery. Now that I've become a snake, I'm so sad."
"Yan 'er, this is karma. Who told you to hate snakes?" Mo Xiaolang made a face and said with a smile.
"You're so annoying."
Soyeon angrily chased after him. The two of them were having fun. Suddenly, Mo Xiaolang heard something and the smile on his face disappeared. He protected Soyeon behind him, looked at a big tree, and said coldly, "Who's hiding there? Come out if you have the guts."
Hearing this, a thick demon snake slid down from the tree and transformed into a flirtatious and voluptuous woman. She smiled and said, "Children, don't be afraid. I'm here to see you. Ruo Xi is my good friend."
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