Demonic qi swept out, and a thin layer of black keratin appeared on Su Zhen's skin, enveloping him within, forming incomparably hard lines. This layer of keratin was incomparably sharp, comparable to sabers and swords. Moreover, it possessed the most terrifying power, and a large number of black runes flashed within it, forming an explosive power cycle.
Swoosh.
He seemed to have turned into a fighting machine. His fighting speed increased sharply as he rushed towards Long Chen. His hands had already turned into long claws, showing off his ability.
The huge aura almost suffocated Long Chen.
The God-slaying Sword was provoked and shook violently. Long Chen had to raise the Spiritual Cultivation Fire again to increase his power. The Spiritual Cultivation Fire enveloped his entire body. The God-slaying Sword was also burning with flames. As Long Chen brandished the sword, the flames soared into the sky.
The God-slaying Sword danced in the sky and slashed down again. It clashed with Su Zhen again and again. Although it never gained the upper hand, it could only be described as terrifying to be able to withstand an expert of this level for such a long time.
They had all forgotten what had happened on the white jade platform. Therefore, at this moment, even though it was their first time seeing Long Chen display it, they were still shocked by Long Chen's power. Many of the warriors present were at the Yin and Yang Samsara Tribulation Realm. When they compared Long Chen's power, they found that he was almost as strong as them.
Clang.
Long Chen slashed the God-slaying Sword on his opponent's arm. The God-slaying Sword's violent power broke through the black membrane on his opponent's body, but it could not penetrate deep. Su Zhen, on the other hand, sneered and punched Long Chen. Long Chen used Lingxi's sword as the strength of the opponent's fist still rushed into his body.
Even though he had the physical body of an Ancestral Dragon, Long Chen was still shaken by the opponent's tyrannical strength. He fell to the ground again, and this time he spat out blood. He was injured.
Even if it was not Su Zhen's physical body, the Young City Lord of one of the 72 Ancient Cities of Divine Descendants was too strong for Long Chen at this moment. Everyone present was shocked that he could do this. Many martial artists in the Yin and Yang Samsara Tribulation Realm knew that they might not be able to hold on for such a long time.
What Su Zhen had used was the Samsara power equivalent to the Tripartite Samsara Tribulation Eminence. It wasn't even the Samsara power, but a more destructive power. It looked weak, but in fact, the explosive and impact of this power was the most terrifying thing Long Chen had ever seen.
As soon as the power entered his body, it was able to charge and tear through his flesh. Long Chen had to mobilize a large portion of his Nirvana Force in order to extinguish this destructive power. But even so, his internal organs had been damaged to the point where they were almost completely destroyed.
This was a crazy destructive power, rebellious, rebellious, and unrestrained.
The Astrals hadn't arrived yet.
Long Chen knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.
He still gritted his teeth. In order to survive, he struggled to stand up. At this moment, the demonized Su Zhen was already standing in front of him, stretching out one hand toward Long Chen's body.
Buzz.
Long Chen chose to transform into a dragon to show his strongest combat strength.
Blood mist rose, and a huge creature coiled in the center of the central square. For a moment, half of the square was shrouded in blood mist. Long Chen let out a deafening roar. He knew that this roar would definitely travel very far. Whether it was the Astrals or the Human Clan, they would immediately rush over upon hearing this roar.
Boom.
The black and indifferent Su Zhen flew in the air, looking at the Divine Dragon in front of him with an indifferent expression. He said, "In my eyes, Dragon Warriors are just giant reptiles."
"Is that so?"
His contemptuous look made Long Chen burn with rage. He could look down on him, but to describe him as a reptile, that was touching Long Chen's reverse scale. He couldn't stand people who forgot their roots the most. The Human Clan was the descendant of the Divine Dragon. This was an indisputable fact. Everyone in the Draconic Sacrificial Continent thought so. Only the Eternal Celestial Realm thought that they were the descendants of the Gods.
"Are you angry?" Su Zhen sneered again.
He was already impatient. With his ability, he definitely knew that many people were rushing over here. Therefore, he made his move again.
The devil in front of him transformed into countless demonic shadows. One punch turned into millions of fist shadows, attacking Long Chen's body, taking care of every corner of his Ancestral Dragon Body.
The anger that was suppressed to the extreme finally exploded.
"Damn thing, how much longer are you going to pester me? Go to hell, Blood Weeping Dragon Soul."
At that moment, the Ancient Blood Spiritual Dragon let out an earth-shattering roar. Most of the dragon scales on his body began to shine, and dragon patterns appeared on them. Little Slaughter Dragons rushed out, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. A total of more than 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons gathered around Long Chen.
"Swallow."
The densely packed fiendish little dragons swarmed out and devoured the millions of fist shadows.
This horrifying scene made everyone's scalp go numb, especially Di Yu and the others. They felt that these Little Slaughter Dragons were familiar, and they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. However, they had forgotten when they had been monitoring these terrifying Little Slaughter Dragons.
They had sharp fangs and claws, but their small bodies could let out a roar like that of a giant beast. The roar of any one of these Little Slaughter Dragons could shatter the eardrums of experts, let alone 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons.
The Spiritual Fire was burning to its limit. 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons was Long Chen's current limit. These rampaging Little Slaughter Dragons were extremely terrifying. They only obeyed one command, and that was to kill.
Long Chen hid among the countless Little Slaughter Dragons and transformed into his human form. He held the God Slaying Sword with both hands. He didn't know if he could fight against Su Zhen, but he knew that he had to survive.
If he wanted to survive, he couldn't let Su Zhen capture him.
"Kill!"
With a roar, 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons roared as well. For a moment, a large number of experts were shaken to the ground. At this time, the 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons rolled up Long Chen, forming a vast landscape, and rushed towards Su Zhen.
"What the hell is this?"
Su Zhen's gaze turned solemn. He transformed into fist shadows, manifesting countless clones. With a single punch, he could unleash over ten thousand punches. With the violent destructive energy in his body, he could practically kill a slaughter dragon with a single punch.
However, the Little Slaughter Dragon's brutality was beyond his imagination. No matter how fast his punches were, he couldn't kill all the Little Slaughter Dragons. At this time, countless Blood Dragons had already pounced on him.
"Die!"
The black power formed a tornado, shattering a large number of Little Slaughter Dragons into pieces.
Hiss!
More Little Slaughter Dragons pounced on Su Zhen, knocking him to the ground. From time to time, the Little Slaughter Dragons would tear off pieces of flesh from his body, causing Su Zhen to let out an earth-shattering scream. For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. While surrounded by countless Little Slaughter Dragons, Long Chen used the Time Young Dragon to quietly approach Su Zhen.
"Explode!"
Su Zhen exhausted all the strength in his body and shook off almost all the Little Slaughter Dragons. The stratum corneum on his body had been completely bitten off. At this time, his flesh was badly mutilated, and even his eyeballs were gone. The black power formed a whirlpool and strangled many Little Slaughter Dragons, but soon, more Little Slaughter Dragons would pounce on him without any regard for their lives. Even if their heads were twisted off, they would still bite Su Zhen's flesh.
The Weeping Blood Dragon Soul was the representative of the most ferocious dragon soul. Nothing in the world could stop their love for killing.
Biting, tearing, and piercing were the killing methods they were most proficient in. A thumb-sized Little Slaughter Dragon could swallow a hundred-meter-long giant beast.
Rip.
In a short moment, Su Zhen was almost left with a skeleton. However, Long Chen's 300,000 Little Slaughter Dragons were almost destroyed by his destructive power.
"Die."
Long Chen used Eternal Instant to control Su Zhen for a while. The Heavenly Slaughtering Blood Sword slashed at Su Zhen's head, completely blasting it into pieces.
Rumble.
Su Zhen exploded and turned into endless powder.
The remaining ten thousand little dragons rushed up and devoured the powder. They surrounded Long Chen and furiously roared, unwilling to accept this outcome. Their gazes turned towards the children from the various God Cities, causing them to wet their pants in fear. Even Di Yu's expression became fearful, and he took a few steps back, feeling incredibly shocked.
He had looked down on Long Chen because of Li Xuanji. But now, he was on tenterhooks. He thought that when he was strong enough, he would definitely destroy Long Chen's Little Slaughter Dragons.
In fact, the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul had been destroyed. The remaining 10,000 Little Slaughter Dragons were equivalent to Long Chen's entire body's strength. He was once again exhausted to the extreme. The God Refining Flame and the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul gave him great fighting power, but every time they used it, he was exhausted. Long Chen used Origin of Dream to recover from his injuries, but his strength was almost exhausted. His fighting power was almost unstable.
This was an extremely difficult battle. He had never thought he would succeed.
This success was too much of a fluke.
If not for the power of Origin of Dream, Long Chen would not have been able to exhaust himself so endlessly. Origin of Dream consumed the power of Nirvana, but it allowed everything to recover perfectly. It gave Long Chen the possibility to use the God Refining Flame beyond his limits.
When the young man used the God Slaying Sword to support his body, the surroundings were silent.
The remaining Little Slaughter Dragons, without the support of any power, all returned to Long Chen's body, replenishing a small part of his strength.
"Chen."
"Long Chen."
In the Great Void Realm, the two women looked terrified. The earth-shattering battle had ended, and they were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Long Chen, Su Zhen is dead. Does that mean you don't have to go to the Spirit Race anymore?" Li Xuanji asked in surprise.
"No, he's not dead …"
There was no joy in Long Chen's eyes.
First of all, this was not Su Zhen's real body. The real Su Zhen was far more powerful than this.
In addition, Long Chen had killed the City Lord of the Tragic Death nine times before finally killing him. As for Su Zhen's External Mortal Body, it had come from his ancestor, a person who had nearly become a demon. Could his mortal body be destroyed so easily?