"Fate says, you will die." Xiang Shang's body appeared in front of the Prison Xuan Xielong. Just as Xiang Shang could not avoid the attack of the Prison Xuan Xielong at the beginning, the Prison Xuan Xielong continuously used various obstacles and blessed the truth of fate on Xiang Shang's palm, and it was easily printed on the chest of the Prison Xuan Xielong.

Zhuxuan Xielong's chest began to collapse. Just as Xiang Shang was initially controlled by the truth of fate, the Regeneration Dragon Technique reshapes Zhuxuan Xielong's chest time and time again.

"This evil dragon will not die! The Great Dragon Regeneration Technique!"

Xiang Shang watched Zhuxuan Xielong recover his body again and again, confronting the truth of fate, turned around and wanted to leave the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly felt that Zhuxuan Xielong's body was no longer destroyed by fate.

The truth of fate...has failed in the body of Xuan Xielong...

Another monster who got rid of the truth of fate! Xiang Shang stopped leaving the sea of ​​consciousness. He thought that fate would drag the Prison Xuan Xielong into the endless entanglement swamp, but he did not expect to completely resist fate in a short time.

"Boy, let's continue fighting." Zhu Xuan Xielong's slender eyes burst out with an unprecedented bright light, his arms suddenly opened, and he jumped high, and rushed towards Xiang Shang like a madman: "Come on! Boy! This evil dragon pursues the truth just to make himself possess all the truth and become the true truth! You also think that you are the truth! But your foundation is too thin! You don't know what the truth is! But that doesn't matter! Let's put aside everything and fight happily!"

"Look! Why is that sealed boy trembling?"

A guard suddenly shouted out in a lost voice, which immediately attracted the attention of other guards.

Among the solid seal, even when the Three Tribulation Dragon Lord is hard to have room for movement, this young man who had smiled and his cheeks frozen before was trembling and trembling constantly?

"Look! He is vomiting blood!"

"More than that! Look at his nose, blood is also bleeding..."

"The corners of his eyes are spilling blood..."

Several guards couldn't believe what they saw. What was this sealed boy doing? Are he committing suicide? Or was he trying hard to reopen the seal.

"Who knows?" The leader of the guard was full of dissatisfaction: "Only Shenlong knows what he is doing. Really! Today is the day when all the strongest dragon masters go to the arena to fight. If they can watch from the side, the benefits they will probably get will be more than their ten years of hard work in seclusion. Now they can only watch this unlucky child tied up here..."

"Yes, yes! I think if I take a look, I'm afraid I can break through the Dragon Transformation Realm and enter the level of the Dragon Condensation Realm."

"I am the first-line Dragon Lord now! If I watch it, I might become the Dragon Lord! At that time, my status will be completely different. Anyone who is a big shot in the entire Dragon Xuan Realm will be polite to me when he sees me."

Several guards Long Xuan were complaining to each other, looking at Xiang Shang, whose skin was oozing out of blood in the seal.

"I said, this kid won't really die, right?" One Long Xuan said worriedly: "If there is really a problem with him..."

"No problem... Thank you for your concern..."

Xiang Shang's voice suddenly came out of the seal, and the faces of several guards changed at the same time. They stared at Xiang Shang in the seal with vigilance.

"Can you speak? How is that possible?"

"Yes! He was trapped a few days ago and couldn't even make expressions."

"That's right, he's squirting blood all over his body now. How can he speak normally?"

Several guards Long Xuan looked at Xiang Shang in surprise.

Xiang Shang opened his eyes weakly, with a little tired smile in his pupils. Is it difficult to speak? If you fight with the Prison Xuan Xielong for two days and two nights, facing a monster who can use any dragon technique to the level of killing that is like truth, and finally survived successfully, and defeated the other party, and faced this seal again, I am afraid... no one will find it difficult, right?

In two days, thousands of dragon techniques! Each dragon technique is a truth-level power, and every attack is far more powerful than the opponents I encountered before.

In a battle with others, there may be only one or two critical moments of life and death in a big battle. In a battle with Prison Xuan Xielong, every moment, he walks on the brink of life and death.

A great war is like the tempering of thousands of years.

"Boy, I will continue to take your body after a few days. Now I will be a little tired and want to sleep for a while..."

The large number of wounds in the body of Zhuxuan Xielong did not heal as before. His cheeks, which were always filled with evil spirit, also had a little more fatigue that was difficult to describe. His slender eyes closed little by little, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground without moving. There was no longer a trace of active breath in his body that was emitting outwards.

Dead? Xiang Shang has not approached the Prison Xuan Xielong in the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Only those who have truly fought with this freak will know how many methods he has to fight. Now it seems that he is dead. If he gets close, he will be attacked by him...

Also... Xiang Shang even had a faint expectation in his heart, hoping that this Zhuxuan Xielong, who seemed to have no breath of living, could still be alive, not really dead.

Huo... I was afraid... Xiang Shang looked at the sitting Zhuxuan Xielong, and felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart, as if his old friend who had been for many years had passed away.

Fear... Xiang Shang was afraid of going over. In addition to being attacked by Prison Xuan Xielong, he was also afraid that he would really prove that this mortal enemy and friend's opponent would really die like this.

Xiang Shang has never been so afraid. He will not be afraid of the strongest enemy, but he has the idea of ​​really being afraid of the death of the Prison Xuan Xielong.

Xiang Shang opened his eyes and looked at the several truths in front of him. These truth seals that once seemed to be intertwined and fit perfectly, making people unable to find gaps and could only forcefully bombard with their power. Now it seems that they are all flaws.

After two days and nights of fierce fighting, countless dragon techniques comparable to the truth, I have seen too many... The superposition of truths that have been rushing to be used in front of me is really just superposition, and there is not much cooperation.

Without cooperation, it is not a powerful force to be superimposed on it.

Xiang Shang looked around the truth, and there were too many flaws, too many flaws! He fought with Zhuxuan Xielong, but he could not find a flaw even though he fought hard. He didn't know where to attack when fighting. Now there are so many flaws... it also makes people not know where to break it.

"Let's just go here." Xiang Shang raised his hand and clicked on the truth in front of him.

The seemingly invincible truth collapsed instantly... The truth superimposed on each other had problems on one side, and the other aspects suddenly had a chain reaction. If you want to come to support it, Xiang Shang could point it casually, and the truth would be shattered.

"The truth of fate is really useful."

Xiang Shang supported his knees with his right hand, held up his entire body, and had a faint smile on his face. Two days ago... After five days of meditation and insight, he was already confident that he could untie the seal. Unexpectedly, he suddenly killed the Prison Xuan Xielong halfway. The battle for two days and nights made all the precipitation increase a hundred years of hard practice in two days.

The seal was broken? Several Long Xuan, who were in charge of the guards, were stunned for a moment, as if they were turned into stones by the dragon craftsman's petrification dragon technique.

"Is today's competition there?"

Xiang Shang looked at several Long Xuan guards and made an inquiring gesture. He had already walked towards the determined direction. There was the strongest dragon energy there, and as long as the aura above the Dragon Lord was gathered in this position.

The huge arena is quietly placed in the sight of countless Long Xuan.

More than a hundred dragon masters stood quietly in the center of the arena. This is almost the gathering of the strongest peak combat power today. Perhaps many people think that it is impossible to win the championship, but they simply did not appear. However, the dragon masters gathered here are the largest in the Long Xuan Realm.

Such a grand event is not possible for thousands of years to happen except for the Dragon City Battle.

For such a grand event, no one is qualified to host the opening of this grand event except Long Jue.

Dragon Jue? The rumors have disappeared... Now there is only Dragon Master! Dragon Master at the peak of the Three Tribulations will not allow others to host the opening.

There is no unified opening, and even the real opening is spared. It is not for everyone to come here for the opening.

"Get lots." Shura Tianxing reached out and took out a sign from the box: "I am number 10, and the other one who got number 10 is my opponent. Who got number 10?"

Number Ten? All the Dragon Lords subconsciously clenched their fists, and instinctively didn't want to draw Number Ten, but they would have to confront the battle madman as soon as they came up.

Even the Dragon Lord at the Peak of the Three Tribulations does not want to encounter such an opponent at the beginning.

"I am number one." Fang Zhongdao, Wanzun Dragon Lord, stood in the center of the ring, and the blood-stained robe on his body was not replaced.

The dazzling bloody battle robe did not make him look weak at this moment, but instead gave people a particularly powerful taste.

"This Fang Zhongdao..." Yasha Haoyang's expression became solemn: "Escaped from the fog, has his strength become so much stronger?"

"That's right, it's interesting!" Shura Tianxing showed seven points of excitement and three points of caution on his face: "His truth seems to be just a little bit away, and he is completely alive."

Da Po hugged his arms in front of his chest. In addition to being cautious, his expression was more dissatisfied: "No wonder, he was anxious to ask everyone to decide the winner as soon as possible. It turned out that he had reached this point. Now it seems that in theory, in one-on-one battle, any of the heads of the other three dragon cities would probably be a little weaker than him, right? Lao Fenlong, did you not expect this to be the result?"

"Fighting is not just about pure combat power, Yifeng... You are too persistent, and this will not be a good help to your next battle."
Chapter completed!