Dominating the Otherworld Starting with a Snake

Within the list of geniuses.

Luo Zhen was thinking as he glanced at Ao Ling. He was checking Ao Ling's realm.

Ao Ling's realm has suddenly reached the ninth level of the Holy Seat Realm, and he is only one step away from being promoted to the Little Saint Realm!

You must know that what appeared in front of Luo Zhen at this time was just the young phantom that Ao Ling had left here. At such an age, he could practice to the ninth level of the Holy See. It must be said that this Ao Ling was indeed very powerful.

Of course, compared with the monster Luo Zhen, Ao Ling is still far behind. After all, Luo Zhen is younger and has also cultivated to the third level of the Holy Seat Realm.

Although there is a gap of six small realms between him and Ao Ling, Luo Zhen is still full of confidence.

He has many methods, and it is easy to deal with Ao Ling!

At this time, Ao Ling on the opposite side spoke. He stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "In ten breaths, I can completely defeat you and kick you out of the list of true dragon geniuses in just ten breaths."

"Why do you guys all have this kind of personality? You all have eyes on your head, and you are arrogant," Luo Zhen spread his hands and said helplessly,

"From my point of view, although you are not weak, you may not be my opponent, Luo Zhen."

"Oh, since you said that, I'm afraid your last opponent was a loser, which is why you were so disappointed." Shenglong Ao Ling said with slightly narrowed eyes.

"I can't call him useless, but he still has some strength. Speaking of this person, maybe you know him. His name is Jia Wudao." Luo Zhen said.

"Jia Wudao? Well, Jia Wudao does have some ability. If you can defeat him, it means you are not bad," Ao Ling said calmly,

"But so what? I have never taken Jia Wudao seriously. Even if you defeat him, you are destined to be no match for me.

As he said that, Ao Ling's body swayed and disappeared directly on the spot.

At the same time, Luo Zhen instantly sensed a murderous intention coming!

This murderous intention was everywhere, permeating his upper and lower sides, making it impossible for him to tell which direction Ao Ling would attack from.

Subconsciously, Luo Zhen activated his Xuanhuang Holy Body to the extreme, and bursts of yellow light suddenly emitted from his body.

At the same time as Huang Mang appeared, Luo Zhen sensed it instantly and turned around suddenly. Sure enough, Ao Ling appeared behind him without anyone noticing and punched out!

The huge fist mark came and hit the chest of Luo Zhen, who had just turned around. Luo Zhen didn't even have time to react before he was hit in the chest by a punch.

There was a "bang" sound!

The terrifying fist force blasted Luo Zhen thousands of meters away, drawing a white mark in the void. Along with it, the surrounding white clouds were shattered by the aftermath of the fist force.

Luo Zhen retreated a long way before he could barely stop himself. Then his throat sweetened and he spat out a splash of bright red blood.

"First breath." Ao Ling slowly retracted her fist and said calmly.

Luo Zhen was shocked and angry.

"This guy is so strong! The punch just now was so powerful, and my little holy body was slightly injured!" Luo Zhen said in shock while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, his body was strong enough to reach the Little Saint Realm, otherwise, he would have been blasted by a punch at this time.

At the same time, it can also be seen that although Ao Ling is only at the ninth level of the Holy Seat Realm, he can penetrate the body of the Lesser Holy Realm.

This guy can also challenge to a certain extent!

Fortunately, Luo Zhen had a strong foundation and recovered from his injuries in a matter of seconds without leaving any hidden dangers.

Across from him, Ao Ling's expression was greatly surprised.

He didn't expect that his full punch would only have this effect. Originally, he thought that even if this punch could not blow Luo Zhen to pieces, it would at least seriously injure Luo Zhen.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhen just shook his body slightly and wiped away all the injuries he had just caused.

"I have never seen a cultivator in the Holy See realm who can take my punch head-on and still not die. I have never seen it. It seems that Jia Wudao's defeat at your hands is indeed unjust." Holy Dragon Ao Ling said coldly. said.

"A mere Holy See? Hey, aren't you also in the Holy See realm yourself?" Luo Zhen sneered.

"I'm different from you," Ao Ling shook her head and then said, "Now that five breaths have passed, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Prepare to die!"

"Wandao Dragon Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Ling raised his fist and hit Luo Zhen hard!

In an instant, dense golden fist prints appeared in the void, and these fist prints instantly condensed together and turned into a ferocious golden dragon charging towards Luo Zhen.

It is also a Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Fist, but the power used by Ao Ling is many times more powerful than what the black dragon Aoxu used before!

Facing the incoming golden dragon, Luo Zhen did not dare to be careless. With a flick of his sleeves, Hun Tianhuo and Golden Phoenix Skyfire shot out at the same time, and instantly condensed into a terrifying flaming lotus.

Luo Anghuolian!

The flames emitted by the Luo Furious Fire Lotus almost burned through the void, slamming towards the golden dragon like a meteorite.

This wasn't the end yet, Luo Zhen summoned seven more middle-grade Lingbao Hunyuan Xingang knives to form a Qiyao Killing Formation, trapping Ao Ling inside.

"boom!!"

The Luo Nu Fire Lotus and the golden dragon formed from the fist seal collided fiercely, and a mushroom cloud burst into the sky. Then, in Ao Ling's surprised eyes, Luo Nu Fire Lotus penetrated the golden dragon, and continued Slammed at him angrily.

"You kid can actually break this saint's Ten Thousand Dragon Fist?" At this time, Ao Ling was really shocked.

The Wandao Dragon Fist is one of his best trump cards and is extremely powerful, but now he is no match for the flaming lotus.

This really shocked Ao Ling and was simply unacceptable!

But he didn't have time to think too much, because Luo Nuhuo Lian had already dragged a long tail flame towards him, and a terrifying knife array appeared around him.

"Boom!"

Luo Nu Huolian hit Ao Ling hard, causing a sea of ​​steaming fire.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Qiyao Killing Formation also showed great power, spitting out terrifying blades one after another. The blades were like the sea, completely submerging Ao Ling.

Aolin suddenly fell into a state of confusion.

"This! This is not an ordinary flame! It's actually a sky fire, no, there's also a fairy fire?!"

"Ah! What kind of sword formation is this? Why is the sword gang so powerful!"

Within the sword formation, Ao Ling roared repeatedly, struggling to resist the double attacks of Fire Lotus and Dao Gang.

Luo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

From the current point of view, whether it is his Luo Nu Fire Lotus or the greatly increased power of the Seven Lights Killing Formation, they can cause unacceptable damage to Ao Ling.

Using the ten fingers of both hands, Luo Zhen mobilized the demonic power in his body to maximize the power of the Seven-Yao Killing Formation.

The sword formation's light surged, spitting out more terrifying black blades, and attacked Ao Ling crazily.

Although a single black sword is not as powerful as the Luo Furuo Fire Lotus, it is better in number. The combined injuries caused by each sword are too much for even Ao Ling.

Not only did he fall into a disadvantage, he was also beaten to the point where he had no backhand strength.

After a few breaths.

While controlling Luo Nu Huo Lian and the sword formation, Luo Zhen chuckled and said, "Ao Ling, now that ten breaths have passed, you don't seem to have invited me out of the list of true dragon geniuses."

"Not only did I not go out, but I also completely suppressed you. What do you have to say?"