Fighting against the Primal Chaos Godlord again, although Long Chen felt a little nervous in his heart, he wasn't as agitated as he was now.
Right now, the entire battlefield was chaotic but in Long Chen's eyes, the world seemed to be at a standstill. Everything was calm and the Supreme Ancient Devil Lord was in the center of the battlefield, staring at Long Chen with his slightly red eyes.
This was different from the previous time when he planned everything. This time around, Long Chen suddenly appeared and foiled his plans. This caused a cruel killing intent to rise in his heart. The Primeval Troll was originally a manifestation of hatred. As for the Supreme Ancient Devil Lord, he was the condensation of millions upon millions of hatred.
Hatred, was his strength.
Before the eyes of Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang, all the gods and devils in the surroundings vanished. In fact, even the entire Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms no longer existed. Only the Supreme Ancient Devil Lord remained before them. The Supreme Ancient Devil Lord was still in human form but he was like a boundlessly gigantic ball of blood that even surpassed those in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms. He was like a blazing flame, radiating boundless might.
This was how he was. He easily became everything in the eyes of his opponents.
"Big brother."
Ever since Mo Xiaolang broke through to the ultimate divine realm, he had never gone all-out in a battle before. The Supreme Ancient Devil Lord was the most terrifying opponent he could face now. His emotions were similar to Long Chen. Although he didn't have much confidence, the battle intent in his heart had already drowned everything.
"I'll be at the front."
Just like how they fought side by side in the past.
Long Chen was at the front, fighting against his opponent while Mo Xiaolang searched for opportunities in the surroundings. Now that Long Chen had inherited the essence blood of the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Ceremony, he was already very different from before.
"Origin Dragon Palace."
Firstly, under the state of the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Ceremony, he fused the golden Origin Dragon Palace into his body. Many golden diagrams appeared on his dragon scales, complementing each other, allowing Long Chen to climb to an unprecedented peak.
Origin Dragon Palace, Primordial Dragon Sword.
They were all relics of the Dragon Sacrificial Continent and contained endless secrets, especially the Primordial Dragon Sword, which seemed to be slightly related to the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Rite. When Long Chen inherited the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Rite's blood essence, he had gradually noticed that the Primordial Dragon Sword was different. It seemed that under the urging of the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Rite's power, the Primordial Dragon Sword was unsealed and in a new state.
"Humph."
At this moment, the Primordial Demon Lord no longer held back and decisively made his move. Just like last time, once he made his move, it was impossible to dodge. The power that belonged to him directly penetrated everything and descended on the head of Long Chen in a terrifying manner.
"Myriad Demonic Fist!"
His decisive attack was still the same rule that had once defeated Long Chen and the Nine-Colored Chaos Formation. It was simple, direct, and violent. It was the pinnacle of boxing that Long Chen had witnessed.
There were quite a number of Primeval Troll blocking in the middle, but the Primeval Demon Lord's punch still descended instantly. It seemed to be a small movement, but in reality, the moment it struck, it suppressed all the experts and became the most stunning attack.
"How powerful."
Even that Heavenly Yuan Immortal Paragon who was in the midst of the attack also felt the destructive might. He deeply understood how terrifying the Primordial Demon Lord was. At the same time, he was also worried that if Long Chen and the others still couldn't stop the Primordial Demon Lord, the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms would still have no way to avoid the fate of destruction. When he thought of the miserable state the Primeval Troll was in, Heavenly Yuan Immortal Paragon only had one choice.
And that was to fight to the death, fight to the death.
Right now, all the immortal races in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms were putting their lives on the line, fighting against the violent Primeval Troll. One side was fighting for survival, the other side was fighting for destruction. Overall speaking, the immortal races in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms were putting their lives on the line.
BOOM!
No matter what the others did, only Long Chen was facing the Myriad Demonic Fist. In other words, whether or not Long Chen could block the Primordial Demon Lord would directly affect the situation. Hence, at this moment, many immortal races in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms couldn't help but to pray, praying that Long Chen would be able to block the Myriad Demonic Fist.
It was just that they understood in their hearts that things wouldn't be so easy.
The crisis of death descended once more.
But this time around, Long Chen was much calmer.
Gathering his Origin Dragon Energy and Creation God Power, he retracted his fist and punched out explosively. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, incomparably swift and ferocious. The moment he retracted his fist, nine Chaos Elemental Dragons coiled around Long Chen's hands, possessing the most terrifying destructive power of chaos.
"Break!"
"Chaos Dragon Fist!"
This wasn't just a form of might. It was a form of will that gathered Long Chen's unwillingness to be defeated, his determination to fight to the death, and his unwavering determination.
ROAR!
In truth, the laws of chaos that belonged to Long Chen surpassed that of the Primordial Demon Lord. At the very least, it was on par with the Primordial Demon Lord, or perhaps even higher. The moment the Chaos Dragon Fist was unleashed, it shocked the entire world. No matter how fast the other party's Myriad Demonic Fist was, Long Chen actually had the chance to fight against it at this moment.
On one side, it was a combination of hatred and hatred. For the sake of survival, it was a vicious and ruthless massacre.
On the other side, it was to save the dying and heal the injured. For the sake of survival and eternity, they fought with all their might.
The will of the Chaos Dragon Fist was completely compatible with Long Chen's. It was like his mental energy. In the eyes of everyone, the majestic Chaos Dragon Fist directly clashed against the Myriad Demonic Fist.
A clash between dragons and devils.
RUMBLE!
As they clashed, the battlefield instantly widened. A large number of experts were flung through the air. No one could block the attacks of Long Chen and the Primordial Demon Lord.
Too powerful, too ferocious.
It has long since surpassed the level that ordinary gods and devils could withstand. In fact, many deities and devils instantly scattered, leaving the most important battlefield for Long Chen and the Primordial Demon Lord.
From this, one could see how intense the clash this time was exactly. In that instant, even though there was still some distance between the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms and the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms, the mountains and earth were already collapsing.
"Powerful."
After the Primordial Demon Lord sensed it, he couldn't help but to sigh.
Both fists collided. It seemed like … Long Chen wasn't injured at all. He was merely forced back. Clearly, the Chaos Dragon Fist managed to block the attack of the Primordial Demon Lord. Long Chen, under the support of his overwhelming confidence and strength, successfully blocked the attack that he wouldn't have been able to block earlier.
Bzz!
After retreating a great distance, Long Chen stabilized his body. There weren't many injuries on his body. This caused him to feel some joy. As expected, the Primordial Dragon Sacrifice Inheritance was effective. Right now, it was already impossible for the Primordial Demon Lord to defeat him with a single strike.
"Powerful."
Long Chen gritted his teeth. The incomparably intense battle intent in his heart erupted forth once more.
"Your improvement is so fast. No matter what, I can't let you live today."
The Primordial Demon Lord reacted. As the embodiment of the hatred of millions and millions of Primeval Troll, the him now was even more cold-blooded and malevolent. Towering devil qi gushed forth. At this moment, he completely ignored all the Primeval Troll and immortal experts in the surroundings. There was only Long Chen in his eyes.
Hu.
In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Demon Lord crossed a great distance and appeared in front of Long Chen.
Long Chen's heart was calm but his blood was boiling. Facing such a huge challenge, he was getting more and more excited. He was already fully prepared for the battle.
"Heaven Devouring Fire Diagram."
But at this moment, Mo Xiaolang had already successfully appeared behind the Primordial Demon Lord. While the Primordial Demon Lord was too lazy to pay attention to him, Mo Xiaolang displayed the rules of the Sky Devouring Race.
The ancestral fire spread.
There were also billions of divine flames that clustered around the ancestral fire, forming the Heaven Devouring Fire Diagram. The defenseless Primordial Demon Lord was instantly controlled by the Heaven Devouring Fire Diagram. Boundless flames, imbued with the law of devouring, descended on the head of the Primordial Demon Lord.
"Child's play."
The Primordial Demon Lord snorted coldly. It was obvious that he didn't put Mo Xiaolang in his eyes at all. Even if Mo Xiaolang was a Sky Devouring Race member to him, he was just a young one at the moment.
"Since that's the case, I shall end the few of you here. Then, I shall take care of your worlds one by one. All of you will come and enjoy yourselves. That would save me a lot of trouble."
The Primordial Demon Lord was unfazed in the Heaven Devouring Fire Diagram. Even when the five types of ancestral fire wrapped around his body, he still looked calm. But it could be seen that his body was covered with black dragon scales. Those were dragon scales that protected him. This was the moment when the Primordial Demon Lord's killing intent was at its peak.
"Unparalleled Demonic Arts."
He attacked again.
But this time, it wasn't a punch. It was a formless attack. It appeared out of nowhere and attacked Mo Xiaolang. He no longer attacked Long Chen but stared at Mo Xiaolang.
"Return."
Under Mo Xiaolang's control, the Primordial Demon Lord was covered in countless layers of flames. At this moment, Mo Xiaolang turned into the Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf and was about to devour the flames.
He had almost succeeded.
At this critical moment, the formless Unparalleled Demonic Arts activated on Mo Xiaolang's body. Suddenly, Mo Xiaolang was trapped in another world by a skull-shaped black demonic fog.
"Keke."
As the skull-shaped fog dissipated, the Unparalleled Demonic Arts spread across Mo Xiaolang's body. The rules were like waves, gushing into Mo Xiaolang's body, forming a crushing force.
Under such a crushing force, Mo Xiaolang's body was collapsing rapidly. The Heaven Devouring Fire Diagram lost control and was naturally pushed away by the Primordial Demon Lord, freeing him from the shackles.
The Primordial Demon Lord was powerful indeed. He easily reversed the situation. Any of his performances was enough to shock people.
Facing Mo Xiaolang who was being torn apart by the Unparalleled Demonic Arts, Long Chen's first priority was to save him. When the Primordial Demon Lord broke free, he appeared in front of Mo Xiaolang.
"Soul Melody of Life."
The green flames danced around Mo Xiaolang like a song. Then, they gushed into Mo Xiaolang's body, bringing him great vitality. Moreover, with Long Chen's help from outside, they were able to destroy the Unparalleled Demonic Arts' rules with great difficulty.
After completing all this, Long Chen's confidence became smaller. Even now, the Primordial Demon Lord still had the mentality of toying with them. He was sure that the next attack would be even more dangerous. Especially since Mo Xiaolang was slightly injured, it would be even more troublesome.
"To be able to break me twice, you're really capable."
The Primordial Demon Lord laughed coldly. Even if it was in other battles and Primeval Troll was retreating, he wasn't worried at all.
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