Although each little dragon is only the size of an arm, and some are even the size of a finger, they are natural killing machines. The roars of these finger-sized little dragons can drown out the roars of the Firmament Thunder Beasts.
The appearance of these 100,000 giant beasts instantly scared the warriors of the Spirit Pagoda. The blood-red dragon scales, sharp dragon teeth, and dragon claws are all weapons that look more terrifying than the Thunder Halberd.
One hundred thousand Blood Weeping Dragon Souls surrounded Long Chen like warriors surrounding a supreme monarch.
This scene scared too many people.
Even Goddess's Heart and the others were very surprised. Back then, in the Battlefield of the Gods, they didn't see the move that Long Chen used to kill Di Yu. Now that they saw it clearly, they were still very shocked.
"Long Chen's move let me see the most terrifying part of the Dragon Martial Artist …"
The Sacred Spirit said solemnly.
No one objected.
Even peerless powerhouses would feel a chill in their hearts when they see these ruthless little dragons.
"Go."
Under Long Chen's command, the hundred thousand Blood Sobbing Dragon Souls roared violently and swarmed forward like a swarm of bees. In an instant, they swept past the five Heavenly Thunder Beasts. These Blood Sobbing Dragon Souls were simply monsters. The five Heavenly Thunder Beasts were instantly surrounded and submerged. Everyone could only hear the blood-curdling screams of the Heavenly Thunder Beasts and the flashing lightning.
Rumble!
Thousands of Blood Weeping Dragon Souls were lost, but the Firmament Thunder Beasts completely disappeared.
He used all his strength to display the Firmament Thunder Beasts, but they were easily killed by the opponent. Seeing this scene, Zi Qingtian had to admit that he was defeated. He knelt on the ground in a daze and looked at Long Chen in horror.
The Blood Weeping Dragon Souls whizzed over and surrounded Zi Qingtian. As long as Long Chen willed it, Zi Qingtian would definitely die without a corpse.
Surrounded by more than 90,000 Blood Weeping Dragon Souls, Zi Qingtian watched as those little dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws at him and let out terrifying roars. Zi Qingtian's body turned cold and he was so scared that he almost cried. This was the most terrifying thing he had ever monitored.
Zi Qingtian was completely defeated.
Long Chen called back the Blood Weeping Dragon Souls, and the countless little dragons flew around him. Long Chen looked down at this guy and said loudly, "With your strength, even ten of you are not my match."
This was his majesty.
These words made the warriors of the spirit pagoda feel extremely sullen. Their hearts were filled with boundless anger. They originally wanted to humiliate Long Chen, but instead, they were ruthlessly humiliated by Long Chen. This kind of feeling almost drove them crazy.
Long Chen retreated a few steps. Looking at the tens of thousands of warriors from the Spirit Pagoda, his gaze was calm as he loudly said, "Brothers from the Spirit Race, is there anyone else who doubts my strength? Take this opportunity to come down together. Although I'm only one, I'm not afraid of you."
This sentence reverberated throughout the entire arena.
Zi JingLei and the rest of the Spirit Pagoda Warriors wore an interesting look on their faces. They had wanted to show off their strength and scare Long Chen, but they had not expected to be humiliated by him. They had even been forced to pay the Sky Thunder Spike. Long Chen had hit them while they were down, provoking them all. The Spirit Pagoda Warriors felt as if they had been slapped in the face.
"Too arrogant. You are not invincible. The reason why Zi Qingtian lost to you is because the previous battle exhausted his strength."
At this time, the Purple Firmament Bear roared and rushed over from the opposite side. They were all hot-blooded youths, so how could they be underestimated like Long Chen?
The Purple Firmament Bear attacked.
He transformed into a huge Thunder Bear, and every step he took caused the ground to tremble.
Long Chen's expression did not change. The Blood Weeping Dragon discovered that it was its prey that was provoking it. It immediately rushed over and surrounded the Thunder Bear. In less than three breaths, the Purple Firmament Bear fell to the ground. It was covered in blood and had lost its senses. Long Chen could kill it at any time if he wanted to.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? Come at me together."
The young man faced tens of thousands of Spirit Pagoda warriors alone, but he was not afraid at all. He felt that he could fight against tens of thousands of Spirit Pagoda warriors alone.
How domineering and arrogant was this?
Long Chen would not have been so high-profile, but they called him the son of the Eternal Dragon Emperor. At this moment, he was not fighting alone. His victory or defeat and his performance were also related to Long Qinglan.
Only by subduing them could he make them shut their mouths.
This sentence angered the top ten martial artists. They looked at each other and rushed forward. The top ten martial artists formed a combat power that surpassed Zi Qingtian, but Long Chen was least afraid of group battles. He had the Blood Weeping Dragon Soul. After the Blood Weeping Dragon Soul swept over, those who were weaker than Zi Qingtian fell to the ground one by one, unconscious.
All the higher-ups of the Thunder Spirit Pagoda watched with twitching faces.
Total annihilation.
The top ten martial artists below the 60,000th level were all annihilated by Long Chen.
Long Chen's strength was definitely beyond their imagination.
Long Chen was still the same as before. This time, he looked at the tens of thousands of Spirit Pagoda warriors. Almost all of them were martial artists below the 60,000th level. Long Chen asked again, "Are there any of you who are unconvinced?"
Because without Zi Jinglei's order, they could not act rashly, but Long Chen's provocation was intolerable. A total of hundreds of people rushed down. The scene was incomparably vast. Since ancient times, there had never been a martial artist who was not at the Reincarnation Realm who could fight against hundreds of Reincarnation Realm martial artists.
But Long Chen created this miracle.
When everyone thought that he could not do it, he released another hundred thousand Blood Weeping Dragon Souls. The entire arena was his world. Wherever the Blood Weeping Dragon Souls went, the Spirit Pagoda warriors that rushed over fell one by one without exception.
Beside him, hundreds of people were lying on the ground, drenched in blood.
If Long Chen was willing, there would be hundreds of corpses.
This scene scared the majority of the Spirit Pagoda warriors.
No matter how hot-blooded and angry they were, in the face of absolute slaughter and absolute power, they would all feel fear. Although there were tens of thousands of people above, seeing the rivers of blood below and the two hundred thousand terrifying Blood Weeping Dragon Souls roaring at them, the hearts of the Spirit Pagoda warriors crumbled. For a moment, no one dared to stand out.
As long as someone stepped out, Long Chen would be the first to make them fall.
"It seems that no one wants to spar with me. Pagoda Master, according to the bet, the Heavenly Lightning Thorn should be mine."
The primordial dao treasure, the key to the God Slaying Sword's transformation.
The tens of thousands of Spirit Pagoda warriors flushed red, not daring to move forward.
At Long Chen's feet, nearly a thousand people were howling miserably.
This scene caused the upper echelons of the Thunder Spirit Pagoda to fall silent. They were clearly very angry, but so what? The sparring was proposed by their people. Now that they suffered such a crushing defeat, they lost all their face. The tens of thousands of people were scared stiff by Long Chen, they only had themselves to blame.
Purple Thunderclap sat at the highest position, his expression uncertain. Lightning twisted in his eyes, filled with terrifying killing intent.
His gaze, fell on Long Chen.
The Seven Star Reincarnation Realm, the strongest in this world. His eyes were a world of lightning, filled with immense pressure.
But as a youth, Long Chen displayed superhuman mental fortitude. Without batting an eyelid, he asked again, "Pagoda Master, where is my Heavenly Lightning Thorn?"
Long Chen directly faced the Thunder Spirit Pagoda Master.
For a moment, everyone was silent.
Purple Thunderclap was silent for a long time, then suddenly moved, "Take it."
A bolt of purple lightning instantly shot in front of Long Chen, piercing beneath Long Chen's feet. For a moment, the entire ground shook for a full ten breaths of time.
When that bolt of purple lightning arrived, Long Chen felt a sense of death. If Purple Thunderclap wanted to kill him, he only needed to aim the Heavenly Lightning Thorn at him.
But Long Chen was sure that Purple Thunderclap would not kill him.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, even in the crisis of death, his eyelids did not blink. Just this fearless determination made Purple Thunderclap frown deeply. Only today did he realize that this little guy was such a terrifying person. No wonder he dared to kill Di Yu in a place like the Battlefield of the Gods.
His courage, his state of mind, were much more terrifying than his strength.
Purple Thunderclap had seen Long Qinglan before. At that time, he was just a small character. Even with his current identity, he was not qualified to talk to Long Qinglan. In Long Chen, he saw the shadow of that man. He was tenacious and righteous. Long Chen was also tenacious, but he was a terrible killer.
In troubled times, he was more suitable to be an iron-blooded king than Long Qinglan.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Long Chen looked at the Heavenly Lightning Thorn beneath his feet.
Behind him, Zi Qingtian was on the verge of collapse. That was something that originally belonged to him. Today, Purple Thunderclap was furious. Whether or not he would give him another Primordial Dao Treasure was probably up in the air.
The Heavenly Lightning Thorn had not yet awakened and was sealed by Purple Thunderclap. Otherwise, an Primordial Dao Treasure would definitely tear Long Chen apart when it was so close to Long Chen.
Even if it had not awakened, an Primordial Dao Treasure was terrifying enough.
Long Chen did not bat an eyelid. He gently held the Heavenly Lightning Thorn. A strong electric current raged through his body, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He put the Heavenly Lightning Thorn into the God Nation. Although this Primordial Dao Treasure was precious, for Long Chen, it was nourishment for the God Slaying Sword.
"Thank you, Tower Master."
Long Chen bowed and thanked him.
Beside Zi JingLei, Goddess' Heart and the other nine couldn't help but laugh out loud. Today, Long Chen had really made them proud. Don't look down on them just because they looked like Saintesses. When they returned to the Goddess Palace, they would definitely laugh until they fell to the ground.
The Holy Spirit took the lead and said solemnly, "Tower Master, thank you very much for your hospitality today. The Martial Arts Conference was also very exciting. Now that it is late, we will take our leave first. If there is a chance, we will have a long talk with the Tower Master. Sisters, thank the Tower Master."
All of a sudden, a group of outstanding beauties surrounded Zi Jing Lei, expressing their gratitude and throwing flirtatious glances at him. Zi Jing Lei sat up straight, his face twitching. He wanted nothing more than to tear these women apart.
"Farewell."