Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Even the well-informed Gou Buli was shocked by Long Aotian's achievements.

He knew very well that the gold content of the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel was even more difficult than breaking through to the Immortal Lord.

Anyone who breaks through the extreme realm is a person with monstrous fighting power!

Terribly strong!

"Haha, ten turns of the fairy wheel?" Ye Junlin's eyes showed strong interest.

So far, his fairy wheel has only turned once, but it has not delayed the display of his strength.

Because there are so many methods he can rely on, even without the assistance of the Immortal Wheel, he can still kill indiscriminately in this realm.

Now that he saw Long Aotian displaying the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel, and his posture looked very bluffing, Ye Junlin suddenly felt interesting and wanted to try out the power of this state.

"Shiver, ants!"

Listening to the various exclamations in his ears, Long Aotian's expression was full of pride, and he was extremely proud of himself.

It seemed that everyone's reaction was what he expected!

The next second, his stern gaze was cast on Ye Junlin. Seeing the other party's calm and composed look, Long Aotian couldn't help but frown, feeling a little puzzled.

Is this guy pretending to be calm?

Yes, it must be like this. In fact, I am already scared to death!

Thinking of this, Long Aotian's brows relaxed and he sneered: "Ye, you just said you wanted me to give you an explanation?"

"What a big joke!"

"I, Long Aotian, have done everything I have done all my life, why do I need to explain it to you!!!"

The majestic voice exploded like thunder, echoing in the sky for a long time. Many people felt the domineering meaning in it, and their hearts were shaking.

Long Aotian's black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were so bright, and he carried a terrifying aura that shook the world, as if even the sun and moon above his head were revolving around him.

It can be said that I am the only one in heaven and on earth!

"it is good!"

Mr. Canglang's blood boiled with excitement and he clapped his hands.

"Ok?"

Everyone cast strange looks.

"Old man, where are you from?" Li Wujie had an unkind look on his face. He walked over to Lord Canglang, pulled out a long knife and put it on his neck, gritting his teeth.

Realizing his gaffe, Mr. Canglang was sweating profusely on the spot.

With a sad face, he hurriedly explained:

"No, don't get me wrong, I just have a strong sense of agency, and my personal position is still very clear..."

Li Wujie refused to listen to this excuse. He turned to look at Ye Junlin and said seriously: "Master, how should we deal with such a traitor?"

"Forget it," Ye Junlin waved his hands angrily, not bothering to argue.

"Old guy, remember to be careful what you say in the future!" Li Wujie warned, glaring.

Feeling the blade leave his neck, Lord Canglang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Next time definitely!"

now.

Faced with Long Aotian's arrogant words and deeds, Ye Junlin shook his head, "You are pretending to be cool in front of me. Do you have my consent?"

With that said, he ducked away and punched Long Aotian directly.

The fist is densely covered with golden light, as dazzling as the sun, containing extremely terrifying power and the momentum of being undefeated in battle.

"Well done!"

Long Aotian shouted loudly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

He was thinking of taking this opportunity to suppress Ye Junlin and replace him as the new leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Whoa, the palm turned into a dragon's claw and slapped it away fiercely, lingering with terrifying arrogance.

boom! !

The explosion was earth-shattering, and a huge mushroom cloud rose high.

"Huh?" Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, surprised that his fist could be blocked.

If it were any other Immortal Emperor, it would be a minor injury if he was seriously injured and dying! To put it bluntly, they are the kind that explode into pieces!

It can be seen that this guy named Long Aotian does have something in it!

What Ye Junlin didn't know was that Long Aotian was actually even more shocked.

Because the punch just now made him almost have the urge to vomit blood...

"I have the power of the ten-turn fairy wheel, so there is no way I can lose! What's more, the opponent hasn't even used the fairy wheel yet!"

Long Aotian suppressed the shock in his heart, adjusted his condition and continued to attack.

Swish swish swish~

His figure began to change unpredictable and elusive, and his aura was ethereal and illusory.

This is a top-notch dragon movement technique, Longyou Jiutian Step!

Suddenly, sharp sounds of tearing cloth were heard.

The densely packed dragon claw hands erupted violently, with momentum as fierce as a gust of wind and rain, not wanting to give the opponent any chance to breathe.

The powerful offensive combined with the body skills can be said to have no flaws.

"Interesting," Ye Junlin didn't panic at all and responded with ease.

Boom boom boom, golden fist lights flew, and a series of big explosions occurred in the air.

The two sides fought back and forth, very fiercely.

"True Dragon Fighting Technique!"

Long Aotian was furious, exuding a vast and ancient ferocious aura. His offensive became hundreds of times more powerful than before. With each punch and kick, the void collapsed, forming a twisted black hole.

Feeling that the pressure suddenly increased, Ye Junlin not only did not lose his position, but became more and more excited.

I saw that his muscles and bones that had been slack for a long time were stretched, and the blood in his body seemed to be ignited and became boiling!

"Yes, this is the feeling, this long-lost feeling!"

Ye Junlin was in agitated mood, his long snow-white hair was dancing wildly, and his black robe embroidered with gold was making a sound.

"Damn it, how is it possible..."

The more Long Aotian fought, the more frightened he became, his scalp numb, and he felt that the young man in front of him was a humanoid monster.

You know, he is a noble dragon, and he is also the strongest hybrid alien in the history of the dragon!

In terms of close combat, how many Immortal Emperor-level creatures can withstand it and not be instantly crushed into powder by his offensive? !

What's more, he also has the blessing effect of the ten-turn fairy wheel, and his lethality should be invincible in the world.

Unexpectedly, this person not only blocked him, but also fought him to such a fierce point. It was unprecedented and a miracle.

"Okay, so strong..."

Qinglian Sword Immortal's breathing was extremely rapid, his pupils were trembling, and he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

During this period of time, his cultivation has returned to the Immortal Emperor realm, and he is confident that with the more complete Qinglian sword technique, he can reach the pinnacle level of the Immortal Emperor's powerful ranks.

However, after witnessing this level of fighting, Qinglian Sword Immortal suddenly had the illusion that if he were thrown in, he would soon be beaten to ashes in the chaos!

"Tell me, who will win?"

"You still need to ask? It must be our Leader Ye!"

"Yes, although the Dragon Clan is also very strong, we prefer Leader Ye to win!"

"Come on, Leader Ye! Defeat that evil dragon!"

Obviously, the battle between Long Aotian and Ye Junlin is not only the focus of Xuantian Holy Land, but also the focus of the entire Taixuan Prefecture.

Countless people held their breath to witness this peerless showdown.

Among them, a local gang leader slammed the table angrily and gritted his teeth:

"Damn it, the Dragon Clan is amazing, right? You dare to cause trouble for Leader Ye. Give me an order. All members of the gang must order a dragon service tonight to relieve their anger!"

"The gang leader is wise!"

The younger brothers raised their arms and shouted excitedly.

Boom boom boom~

The battle gradually entered a fierce stage.

The two figures fought fiercely, and the battle reached the nine heavens. They stirred up violent energy flow and tore through the sky for thousands of miles. The scene was very scary.

During this period, Ye Junlin relied on the comprehensive blessings of the Supreme Bone, the Immortal Hegemonic Body Technique, the Fighting Holy Fist and the ninth-level immortal power. Although he did not fall behind in the battle, he was not able to deal with the terrifying aspects of the Ten-turn Immortal Wheel. Clearer understanding!

According to the introduction of the system, the ten-turn fairy wheel is equivalent to the power blessing of 100,000 ordinary fairy kings.

In other words, in a sense, he was fighting against 100,000 Immortal Emperors on his own!

Even this is far more than that, because after this huge force undergoes a qualitative change, the power it brings greatly exceeds the sum of its numbers!

Moreover, the opponent is the strongest alien species of the Dragon Clan and the undisputed king in the field of close combat. Ye Junlin can compete as a human for so long. In the eyes of many monks watching the battle, he is simply a god-like existence!

"This is not Long Aotian's true ability..." Goubuli put down the big bone in his hand and said solemnly.

To be honest, if Ye Junlin hadn't appeared, he would have even regarded Long Aotian as the one favored by heaven, bet the future of Kunlun Realm on him, and follow him willingly.

Because as early as ancient times, Long Aotian's experience was full of legends, and he was walking the path of true invincibility without defeat!

Therefore, when Long Aotian appears in this era, it means that if no accident occurs, there will be no opponent for him in the Kunlun world!

Unfortunately, accidents still occurred.

In Goubuli's eyes, Ye Junlin was an out-and-out freak. Before he became an Immortal Emperor, he had the legendary ninth-grade immortal power. This kind of qualification was simply unprecedented.

Therefore, Goubuli is more willing to believe that Ye Junlin is the greatest hope for the Kunlun world in the future!

"I, Long Aotian, can't possibly lose! Absolutely impossible!!"

Long Aotian almost lost control of his emotions and became completely furious.

With the blessing of the ten-turn fairy wheel, he still couldn't defeat this human monk. This was simply a shame for him!

dong dong dong...

Long Aotian's heart beat like a drum, the dragon blood in his body was boiling like magma, and there were countless dark golden dragon auras surrounding his body.

Those majestic and cold eyes shot out two beams of bright light that cracked the sky, and a deafening dragon roar came from his mouth.

"Ho~~~"

The dragon's roar contained endless anger that resounded through the sky, shaking the earth and mountains thousands of miles around.

This is the use of top innate magical powers, and the dragon's blood is boiling!

In this special state, the angrier the mood, the stronger the strength will be, and at this time, Long Aotian was already extremely angry.

Now he can kill the Immortal Lord!