Hearing this, Bai Tai was stunned for a long time.
After a while, he heaved a heavy sigh and said, "Young people like you always have to be beaten up badly to see the reality."
Under the Qianye Spirit-Binding Formation, he did not have to worry about where Long Chen would run to.
Everything here was under his control.
For Long Chen, the God-slaying Sword was provoking the killing intent in his heart. He was already angry that he was targeted by some senseless person after coming to the Supreme Spirit City.
His anger was released through the God-slaying Sword.
"Take care of him."
Bai Tai said with a relaxed smile with his hands behind his back.
This sentence was directed at the four warriors of the Dark Astral Clan.
He had hired these five Dark Astral Clan warriors at a high price to work for him. They had been loyal to him for many years. Each of them had reached the Yin and Yang Samsara Realm. Over the years, many of them had died in the hands of Bai Tai's five shadows.
Long Chen had already killed one of them.
Swoosh.
Under Bai Tai's orders, a Dark Elemental Race martialist charged out from each of the four directions of this dark world.
Back in the Battlefield of Gods, he had faced many warriors of the same level as him. At that time, he had overdrawn his strength and slaughtered them with millions of Weeping Blood Dragon Souls.
But even so, he was different.
Long Chen did not care about the four Dark Astral Clan warriors.
He was more afraid of Bai Tai, because even though he was also in the Yin-Yang Samsara Realm, he had already reached the late stage. The early stage was different from the late stage. Back then, Di Feng had not even reached the late stage. At the late stage, the Yin Yang Demon and his own power had completely fused together, forming a solidified Yin-Yang Samsara Power that could burst out with power several times greater than before.
This was the first warrior in the late stage of the Yin and Yang Samsara Realm that Long Chen had encountered.
Therefore, his fighting spirit was soaring and his blood was boiling.
"Fight."
This was the fate of the Ancient Blood Spiritual Dragon.
As for the four Dark Elves, Long Chen did not take them seriously.
As the Dark Elves attacked, Bai Tai laughed proudly. At this critical moment, Long Chen used the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul Art in the middle of the night. In an instant, two hundred thousand little slaughter dragons rushed out from his body and completely surrounded the four Dark Elves. Those fierce little dragons could devour anything. Their sharp claws and unafraid of death were enough to make anyone feel fear.
For a moment, Bai Tai was also surrounded by the slaughter dragons. The smile on his face completely froze. Although the Blood Sobbing Dragon did not attack him, he felt the horror of slaughter. At the same time, his mind was sluggish because he had never heard of such a spirit art.
The only possibility was that this was not a spirit art at all. It was related to the Dragon Warriors of the human race.
However, this was clearly a Blood Spiritual Clan. How could it have anything to do with the Dragon Warriors?
While Bai Tai was still in a daze, the two hundred thousand Blood Weeping Dragon Souls and the four Dark Astral Race martial artists were engaged in an incomparably fierce battle. In this narrow space, the Dark Astral Race martial artists could not display their full strength and were completely submerged. At first, they were still able to kill all the Slaughter Baby Dragons around them, but when the first Slaughter Baby Dragon broke through their defense and tore off a piece of flesh from their body, the terrible pain caused them to retreat on all fronts.
They bombarded the dragons with the power of the Yin Yang Demon and released endless killing power. But so what? The flesh of every blood-red dragon was inherited from Long Chen and was extremely tough. As long as they couldn't kill all of them in an instant, they would be overrun by these crazed little dragons sooner or later.
"Ah!"
Bai Tai's face began to twitch, because what he heard was a series of screams.
This kind of tearing screams only lasted for a very short time before it stopped.
Among the two hundred thousand slaughter dragons, every fifty thousand killed one Dark Elves warrior. During this period, Long Chen used the God Slaying Sword to help. The Weeping Blood Dragon Soul's attack power was the most terrifying. It could be said that Long Chen easily killed them.
Of course, in the process, he lost at least twenty thousand slaughter dragons. This was a kind of consumption.
In fact, the consumption of the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul was still very high, especially when it encountered a difficult opponent.
However, the effect was simply too shocking.
Whoosh.
In an instant, the slaughter dragons dispersed and the devouring power returned to Long Chen's body. Only then did Long Chen recover to his full state. But when dealing with Bai Tai, he would not use the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul, but the Massacre Sword Technique.
The consumption of the Massacre Sword Technique was relatively small. Long Chen had just practiced and needed time to familiarize himself with it. The Weeping Blood Dragon Soul was similar to a Dao technique. As long as his strength increased, the power of the Weeping Blood Dragon Soul would also increase. Since Bai Tai had sent himself to him and was a very qualified opponent, then he would use him to practice.
Long Chen had the Time Roaming Dragon. This made him basically invincible in front of Bai Tai.
The God Slaying Sword swept across. Long Chen did not change at all. He stood in front of Bai Tai, and Bai Tai's four assassins had already disappeared.
"Lord Bai, do you understand now?" Long Chen looked at this fat and dirty man with a teasing gaze.
Warriors had levels. Bai Tai had been around for thousands of years and had only reached this level of strength. His potential was almost exhausted. Long Chen had never treated such an opponent as an opponent.
He was just a tool for practice.
Bai Tai shuddered and his face turned green. He said in a low voice, "Impossible. You haven't reached the Rebirth Tribulation Realm. How could you kill a warrior in the Rebirth Tribulation Realm? What you just used was not a spiritual technique of the Spirit Race. Tell me honestly, what secrets do you have?"
At the end of his sentence, his eyes bulged, and he almost roared out these words.
A powerful white light erupted from his body. It was a blazing and dazzling light. It was too shocking. For a moment, the entire Qianye Spirit Binding Array turned from night to day. The dazzling light could definitely blind the eyes of those martial artists with weaker bodies, and it could also temporarily make them lose their vision.
At this moment, Bai Tai was like a white sun, floating in front of Long Chen.
Long Chen was not affected. He swung the God Slaying Sword, his eyes cold. With a move of his feet, he broke through the layers of light. A gray God Slaying Sword Qi shot into the sky and slashed down, instantly splitting Bai Tai's dazzling white light into two.
Boom.
The Sword Qi sent Bai Tai flying, and at the same time, broke the world in front of him. Long Chen and Bai Tai were swept into another small world. This small world's layout was exactly the same as the previous one.
There were a thousand such worlds around them.
"Do you believe me now?" Long Chen held the God Slaying Sword and faced his opponent from afar.
Bai Tai's expression was uncertain. He knew that he had probably met a strange person today. Perhaps he was a genius, or perhaps he had a way to hide his age and strength.
"Not bad. You are worthy of me, Bai Tai, making a move."
Bai Tai revealed a cruel smile.
Long Chen said no more. He used the Massacring Sword Art and attacked.
He turned into a blood-colored line, moving rapidly around Bai Tai. The gray God Slaying Sword in his hand used all sorts of mysterious sword techniques, becoming stronger and stronger. The Spirit Race was generally not good at close combat, and the Massacring Sword Art was like a manual for close combat.
Bai Tai was enraged. He roared, "Get out of my way! Holy Light Art!"
At that moment, he formed a seal with both hands, and a white ball of light appeared in his hands. Bai Tai quickly spun the white ball of light. The ball of light expanded in a short moment, bursting with light that was dozens of times stronger than Bai Tai's. Suddenly, the entire world seemed to be in a sea of fire. The terrifying power of Yin-Yang Samsara was released, and it was indeed extraordinary. Long Chen was forced to retreat by the Holy Light Art.
Bai Tai's strength was several times that of Long Chen's.
Fortunately, the other party did not have a Primordial Dao Treasure.
In the blink of an eye, the diameter of the light ball exceeded 20 meters. If it wasn't for the Qianye Spiritual Binding Array, it would have already pierced through the night sky of the Supreme Spirit City. A terrifying energy was released and a large number of small worlds started to be destroyed.
"This fatty's strength is really strong. As expected of a late-stage Yin-Yang Samsara Realm cultivator."
Long Chen felt like he was a lion, but his opponent was an elephant, a rhinoceros, a heavyweight opponent. Even if his killing techniques were at the peak, he was not a match for the other party in terms of strength.
"Go to hell!"
Bai Tai roared, and the huge ball of light formed by the Holy Light Art blasted towards Long Chen.
The Holy Spirit Race had another name. It was the opposite of the Dark Spirit Race, the Light Spirit Race.
The Holy Light Art shone with boundless radiance.
The huge ball of light obliterated Long Chen's vision and covered everything. It brought a fatal danger to Long Chen.
"It really makes one's blood boil."
Long Chen sneered.
"Chen, you're going to …" Lingxi seemed to understand what Long Chen was going to do, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
Just as her voice fell, Long Chen rushed towards the Holy Light Art with the God Slaying Sword in his hand.
He was like a tiny ant, facing the ball of light that was about to explode.
Massacre Sword Art.
At this moment, Long Chen seemed to have gone mad, and he used the Massacre Sword Art to resist the Holy Light Art. The God Slaying Sword sliced off pieces of the ball of light, but the power of the ball of light was too terrifying, and Long Chen was obliterated in an instant.
"Explode!"
Long Chen let out a roar, and the speed of the Massacre Sword Art in his hand increased by several folds. In a short instant, he slashed out more than ninety swords, and each sword was stronger than the one before. When he stacked up to ninety-nine swords, the God Slaying Sword was about to explode, and Long Chen had almost reached his limit. His body was burning with the Spiritual Cultivation Fire, and it was increasing his strength.
Boom.
For the last sword, Long Chen had almost broken through his limit, and he slashed out the hundredth sword.
The Massacre Sword Qi exploded horribly, and the God Slaying Sword descended from the sky, slashing the Holy Light Art into two. It exploded, and hundreds of the surrounding small worlds were destroyed, and there was a terrifying collapse.
He had succeeded.
He used the Massacre Sword Art to shatter Bai Tai's attack.