Chapter 83: The Strong Ones of the Martial God Temple Arrive

  "Dead?" Zitian Long Huang burst out laughing, his laughter filled with mockery.

  Long Jing Tian's face was calm.

  The Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor smiled and stopped, looking at Zhuo Chang with a cold smile: "Little boy, I'd like to see what you're capable of!" After finishing speaking, his whole body's aura suddenly rose, and his oppressive might covered the sky and earth.

  The entire Mystic Realm's sky changed color.

  The originally light brown magical domain space suddenly began to transform into a faint golden color, and the gold color continued to deepen.

  Zhuo Chang's face changed slightly, his eyes condensed, and he spat out: "Divine Domain Space!"

  The divine realm space of the god-level strongman, due to different spatial laws and temporal laws perceived by each individual, has its own strengths and weaknesses. He can see that the spatial law and temporal law of Zitian Long Huang's divine realm space have reached a very high level.

  It's him, and he can't even reach!

  The beautiful woman Bi Yao's face was also solemn, and she said to her husband: "Chang Ge, what about us?"

  Zhuo Chang raised his hand and said, "No need to say more!" Then he coldly stared at the Zi Tian Long Huang: "I also want to see the dragon clan's secret technique!" After finishing speaking, his whole body shone with a flash of light.

  Only to see on top of his head, a sharp sword floating out!

  A sword with a silver-white glow burning throughout its body.

  Then this sharp sword hummed and shook, turned into two, then four, eight, sixteen, and in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into tens of thousands of swords.

  Tens of thousands of sharp swords, all around his body in space.

  Every sword is a sharp sword with astonishing momentum. When tens of thousands of them gather together, the astonishment caused by their momentum can be imagined.

  It seems that as long as one of them attacks, the entire demon domain space will be pierced by these tens of thousands of sharp swords.

  Zitian Long Huang saw this and said: "The Eight Extremes Sword Classic, your innate talent is not bad. You can cultivate the Eight Extremes Sword Classic to the seventh layer of Wan Jian."

  Zhuo Chang's face turned cold: "Not bad, you can actually recognize the Wushen Temple's divine-level secret technique, the Bajiquan Sword Classic. Since you know it, you should also know how formidable the Seventh Layer of Wan Jian Zhi Jing is!" As soon as he finished speaking, both hands suddenly swung out.

  "Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"

  Only to see those tens of thousands of sharp swords ringing out in unison, the entire demon domain shook violently.

  The disciples who had retreated to a distant location looked at the tens of thousands of sharp swords that broke through the void and suddenly submerged towards the Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor, but what they felt was that these tens of thousands of sharp swords seemed to be attacking themselves.

  A mighty sword intent, makes their souls tremble.

  The Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor looked at the opponent's attack and sneered, raising a palm, then flipping it over, suddenly lifting it up violently.

  "Turn over clouds and rain!"

  Only under the palm of Zi Tian Long Huang, countless golden dragons appeared in the high sky, these golden dragons rolled and roared.

  "Bang!" "Bang!"

  Along with it, Golden Dragon and Sharp Sword collided, a dense and continuous crashing sound kept coming out.

  A powerful impact force spread out in all directions.

  Sword energy burst out continuously, shooting out in all directions.

  Under these devastating sword auras, all the withered trees were destroyed and then struck some mountains below, only to see these mountains violently shaking.

  On the mountain body, left behind a shocking sword hole one by one.

  These sword holes, each measuring several meters in size, are scattered all over the mountainside, and from a distance, they resemble a round hole puzzle.

  At the same time, the six disciples found that these sword auras passed through the mountain from this side and shot out from the back of the mountain!

  The six disciples took a deep breath in unison.

  The Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor struck his opponent with one blow and then coldly said: "You little brat, you can also take a hit from this dragon!" After speaking, he slapped out with one palm.

  "Heavenly Dragon Dance!"

  High above, countless dragons suddenly appeared out of thin air.

  These dragons formed a huge dragon array, and as they danced, the powerful dragon force burst out from the center of the dragon array and suddenly struck towards Zhuo Chang.

  Zhuo Chang's face changed, his hands waved, and tens of thousands of sword auras converged, transforming into a massive sword pillar. Then, with one strike, it collided violently with the Heavenly Dragon Array.

  However, the massive sword array suddenly dispersed with a loud "bang".

  Zhuo Chang's body involuntarily retreated, his face turned pale.

  In the distance, Long Jing Tian stood high in the air, watching the battle with Jiu Wei Tian Mao.

  "Boss, this old dragon Zitian is indeed very powerful!" exclaimed the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Cat.

  Long Jing Tian smiled: "Why don't you go up and try too?"

  The nine-tailed celestial cat shook its head vigorously, sighing bitterly: "My current strength hasn't recovered yet. With this bit of strength, I couldn't even withstand a single finger from that person." As it said this, it looked towards the distant Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor and then said: "This old dragon's strength probably also hasn't fully recovered, right?"

  Long Jing Tian nodded and murmured in agreement.

  The Mahoraga Hell Spell within the body of Zi Tian Long Huang has been lifted for several months, but it still hasn't fully recovered to its peak strength.

  Azure Continent, Ancient God's Power, It Will Not Stop At This.

  However, Long Jingtian could see that this middle-aged man from the Martial God Temple was quite capable and had already reached the sixth rank of the Divine level.

  At this time, from high above, a huge shockwave was transmitted again.

  Only to see Zhuo Chang being knocked back again by Zi Tian Long Huang.

  His wife Bi Yao finally couldn't bear it, and also stepped forward to join forces with him against the Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor. The two of them joined hands, and only then were they able to block the Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor's attack.

  Watching the fierce battle in mid-air, the disciples around him were shocked and held their breath, not daring to breathe.

  The battle of the god-level strongmen has already exceeded the understanding and imagination of these disciples.

  Just then, suddenly, a shocking breath appeared in the distant sky and rushed towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

  "It's the Palm Teacher, the Palm Teacher has arrived!"

  "There are still many Taishang Laojun!"

  As these dozens of figures continued to approach, some disciples of the Wugong Temple saw clearly who was coming and all shouted in surprise and delight.

  Lei Haoran was also delighted.

  Dozens of figures, the one in front is a middle-aged man wearing a day and month robe. This day and month robe is the robe of the master of the Martial God Temple. The person who came is Jiang Bie, the current master of the Martial God Temple!

  Behind him, dozens of senior elders and some hidden old men from the Martial God Temple who had been in seclusion for many years without appearing in front of everyone followed.

  This time, the Wu Shen Temple has almost mobilized all its high-level powers.

  Murong Qian saw her master, Han Cong, in the crowd!

  "Has Master also arrived?" Murong Qian hesitated for a moment, then flew forward.

  Seeing the many powerful people arriving at the Wu Shen Temple, Lei Haoxuan's face lit up with joy. He and the Wu Shen Temple disciples flew forward together to respectfully welcome the Headmaster Jiang Bie and the many senior elders of the Wu Shen Temple.

  "Greetings, Master of the Sect, all Supreme Elders, and Honorable Seniors!"

  The disciples of the Temple of Martial God shouted loudly.

  Jiang nodded slightly, letting Lei Haoxuan and the others get up, then looked at the distant Zitian Longhuang and Zhuo Chang's battle with a shocked expression along with the Wushen Temple elders.

  "What's going on?! Why would a powerful dragon clan member appear here?!" Jiang asked.

  Although he and the strong men of the Wu Shen Temple rushed over with Zhu Chang's order, they had not yet understood the actual situation.

  At this time, Lei Haoxuan stepped forward and said: "Master, all of this was caused by the traitor from our Wushen Temple, Long Jingtian!"

  Lei Haoxuan pointed at Long Jing Tian in the distance and said coldly.