Everyone knew that in life, there were some things that one had to give up.
Just like now, it was obvious that there was only one way, and that was to give up on these two women. Only then could Long Chen have a better chance of survival.
They really cried. No matter what they said, Long Chen turned a deaf ear to them, as though he had lost his mind. It was only at the end that they realized that Long Chen seemed to have entered a strange state. For martial artists who cultivated the Heavenly Dao, sometimes a change in mentality and understanding also meant an improvement in comprehension.
As for the Dao of Massacre, Long Chen had always been exploring it on his own.
The Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon had given him the biggest fruit, but it had not given him a path to pluck it. This path was for Long Chen to build according to his own style.
Protection, glory.
In order to protect, there was only massacre. For glory, for the persistence in one's heart, kill.
The so-called massacre itself was an extremely negative force. However, the Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon was not a superficial, crazed demon. It had a real meaning.
The divine dragon in the blood mist coiled up in the darkness. The Spiritual Refinement Fire surrounded him, once again pushing him to his limits, allowing his strength to remain at its peak.
"Chen …"
Lingxi called out anxiously.
"Don't say anymore. Calm down, watch me."
At this moment, Long Chen's incomparably stable voice rang out.
He opened his eyes. His originally blood-red eyes were now extremely clear and bright.
This was something that was rarely seen in the Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon.
However, this clarity brought an even more terrifying shock to the souls of his enemies. Such a mystical dragon might seem peaceful on the surface, but in reality, he was the king of slaughter.
"What's going on? I think this kid has changed." More than ten people had already surrounded Long Chen.
"Who cares what has happened to him? One move per person. No one wants to hold back. Let's kill him now."
As soon as this suggestion was made, everyone agreed.
One move per person was enough to tear Long Chen, a divine dragon who had yet to reach the Samsara Realm, into pieces.
"I'll take the lead."
Di Feng said with a cold expression.
Once again, he used the God Emperor Seal from Di Jun. Tai Chi Yin and Yang formed in his hands. Di Jun's own power was Yang, swirling on one side of the Tai Chi Yin, while the Yin Demon's power gathered on the other. The God Emperor Seal spun, possessing the power of both Yin and Yang, vaguely mobilizing the Yin and Yang attributes of heaven and earth. Even before it was released, its power was already shocking.
Seeing that Di Feng wasn't being stingy, the others followed suit.
However, they were cautious. If it wasn't for the carelessness of the Clear Void City's cultivator, he wouldn't have been trapped by the Origin Devil Realm and killed by Su Mu Chen's counterattack before his death.
Apart from the two Super Divine Dragons, the Nine-headed Frightening Dragon and the Heavenly Fault Thunder Dragon, the rest were the powerful attacks of the warriors in the Yin and Yang Samsara Tribulation Realm. For a moment, heaven and earth shook. They launched their attacks together, which could be considered as the greatest respect for Long Chen. An attack of this level could even tear apart ten Long Chen's.
Below, Di Yu calmed down. A cold smile appeared on his face. Looking at this scene, the only one he was worried about was Li Xuanji.
He could only sigh helplessly. "This woman has something from the Dark Goddess, or perhaps' her 'existence. After Big Brother kills her, he'll bring that thing to me. But Big Sister Li … Forget it. She's already an Emperor, so why should she care about such things?"
His eyes were still burning with passion. For some reason, the first time he saw Long Chen, he was extremely fearful and even hated him. Seeing that this guy who had been in the limelight was finally going to be destroyed, he felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.
But even now, while Lingxi and Li Xuanji were anxious, Long Chen still seemed to be in a trance.
"So that's how it is … Primordial Blood Spiritual Dragon, the Dragon of Blood and Slaughter …"
He had over a hundred million dragon scales, and each dragon scale recorded a Dao, Mana, and Mystic Ability. These Dao, Mana, and Mystic Abilities were all left in Long Chen's bloodline. As Long Chen grew, his physical body and mind would grow, and they would be unearthed one by one. Long Chen didn't even need other treasures, because his bloodline was the greatest treasure.
"God Emperor Seal."
"Primordial Lord of Heaven, Indestructible Daoist Seal."
"Myrtle Emperor Sword."
In an instant, everyone used their most lethal techniques to target Long Chen. In an instant, the sky fell and the earth cracked. The nine-colored mist was shaken away, and even the white jade platform cracked. However, the white jade platform had the ability to repair itself automatically, so it did not completely collapse.
"Uh …"
Long Chen was still immersed in that state. Only when he sensed a fatal crisis did he wake up.
Di Jun was the King of the Gods, and his bloodline was the most supreme bloodline of the human race.
But at this time, when Long Chen woke up, the aura he exuded caused Di Feng and the rest to feel immense pressure. It was as though they were looking at a high and mighty god, directly suppressing them with the nobility of his bloodline. Di Feng had lived for so many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a thing.
When he finally used the God Emperor Seal, his bloodline was actually trembling, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably. When he raised his head, Long Chen's eyes were like the deep sea, directly piercing through his soul, causing him to lose all sense of security. This feeling had only happened once before, and that was when his younger brother Di Yu was born. The first time he saw this infant, he actually trembled and knelt down.
But this time, this feeling was especially intense.
"Kill!"
Everyone attacked viciously, showing no mercy.
Everyone wanted to live, and Long Chen jumping out to stop them was courting death.
Weng.
However, just as they were about to attack, a bloodline pressure caused fear to rise in their hearts. They all felt as if they were attacking their own ancestors. They were disrespectful, they blamed themselves, and their hearts were filled with fear.
Long Chen's dragon head was hidden in the blood mist, quietly scanning the crowd. The Spiritual Refinement Flame on his body had doubled in length, proving that his strength had reached its peak. A new mystique was taking shape in Long Chen's bloodline.
From the Massacre Dragon Seal to the Heaven Slaughtering Blood Sword, and then to the Spiritual Refinement Flame, the Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon's dao, skills, and mystiques had always been in the process of strengthening. At this moment, the birth of a new mystique, as well as the changes in his comprehension, gave him great confidence.
He believed that this would be a crushing defeat.
"Come out …"
At this time, a large portion of the dragon scales on Long Chen's body lit up. Within each dragon scale, there was a blood-colored shadow of a dragon, roaring and moving restlessly. These were the most murderous mystical dragons.
Instantly, there were hundreds of thousands of dragon souls hidden on Long Chen's body.
Countless dragon scales emitted a dazzling blood-colored light. Following Long Chen's command, hundreds of thousands, then millions of blood-colored little dragons bared their fangs and claws as they charged out of the dragon scales. They all had the sharpest dragon claws and fangs, as well as a murderous nature that was the hardest to tame. These little dragons were all killing machines.
The sudden appearance of this scene caused everyone's scalps to go numb.
There was an endless number of these little creatures, and every single one of them had blood red eyes. What in the world was that?
Those little dragons let out shrill cries. Their bodies were covered in spikes, and their sharp claws and fangs seemed to tear through the void.
This was not a real dragon, but a Divine Ability of the Primordial Blood Spirit Dragon.
The name of these little dragons was the Blood Weeping Dragon Soul.
In an instant, millions of Blood Weeping Dragon Souls gathered and spread out.
Those dragons with the strongest murderous nature surrounded Long Chen's body.
Long Chen's eyes turned cold again. He wanted revenge. Su Muchen died just like that, and it was because of him that he came into contact with such a terrifying mystique like the Blood Weeping Dragon Soul. Then, what reason did he have not to seek justice for Su Muchen?
Revenge.
They all thought that he was in the way, so they wanted to intercept and kill him.
So now, the counterattack began.
Boom!
Under Long Chen's command, millions of Blood Weeping Dragon Souls dispersed. In an instant, everyone's vision was occupied by the Blood Weeping Dragon Souls. Those little blood dragons with the strongest murderous nature were the most violent beasts.
Many attacks came at him.
The Divine Emperor Seal descended from the sky, and a hundred thousand Blood Weeping Dragon Souls rushed up. In a short while, they tore the Divine Emperor Seal apart and swallowed it.
The Undying Dao Seal was torn apart by countless dragon claws.
The Myrtle Emperor Sword pierced through a thousand meters, but it also tore the Blood Weeping Dragon Souls apart.
In the eyes of the crowd, this was simply the end of the world. Millions of Blood Weeping Dragon Souls formed the most ferocious formation, completely surrounding the dumbfounded crowd.
Everyone lost their means of attack and stared blankly at the scene before them.
Everyone's expression changed drastically, especially the two brothers, Di Feng and Di Yu. Their expressions were especially interesting.
The roars that filled the space, and those ferocious little dragons, made their hearts more and more afraid. Their legs also trembled. This was the real hell.
Di Feng surrounded himself with a golden halo to protect himself. His brows were deeply furrowed, and his mood changed extremely quickly. Suddenly, he said, "Long Chen, why don't we discuss it? Maybe there's a better solution, and we don't have to kill you."
He had originally encouraged everyone to kill Long Chen, but now that he saw Long Chen suddenly become impossible to deal with, his heart was in turmoil. Those murderous little dragons made him very afraid. He was a man of great talent and bold vision, so he ignored everyone's feelings and catered to Long Chen.
"Di Feng."
Hearing him say such words, everyone glared at him angrily.
"Isn't it just one move? That brat is clearly an arrow at the end of its flight. Watch me slaughter these little dragons, then kill him."
The Nine-Headed Frightening Soul Dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed countless little dragons into its stomach. The remaining eight heads had devoured half of the Blood Weeping Dragon Souls in the blink of an eye.
He laughed crazily. "Look at how scared you are. This isn't a small trick. Is it worth being so scared?"