Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

"What, it turned out to be the emperor's taboo secret technique!" Xiang Cheng was dumbfounded, too shocked to speak.

Xuan Hong's palms broke out in cold sweat.

Before, they were thinking of besieging and killing Zhao Hao and that boy who was full of demonic energy, but thinking about it now, their actions were really a bit reckless.

"But didn't senior Long Wen survive the catastrophe of Hua Dao? Why is he still being pressed and beaten by that kid? It's too unreasonable!" Yuan Dang, the one with the least brain in the trio, At this moment, he still couldn't understand why a Wu Zun monk was so strong, so he couldn't help asking with a frown.

"This kid, he hid a lot of power before!" Zhao Hao felt the same doubt in his heart.

But compared to Yuan Dang's clumsy appearance, his ability to accept is obviously much stronger.

"It's rare, it's strange. Just look at the movements of my brother Motian. Just the agitation of blood energy can cause the vibration of the laws of heaven and earth. This means that his physical body is close to the level of a saint."

With one word, the group of monsters were horrified.

"Could it be that he is a descendant of some kind of divine beast, or an innate holy spirit? Otherwise, how could he have such a strong body?"

Zhao Hao did not answer.

But his expression has betrayed his heart.

The demon body is one of the highest physiques of the human race, and it is absolutely impossible to appear in other races. It is almost impossible for Su Xunge to have such a strong physical body at this age.

"My virtuous brother must have a great background, maybe he is the emperor's son, or a bloodline within several generations!" Zhao Hao's mind was shaking, and only this conclusion could barely prove why Su Xunge possessed such strong physical strength.

The Great Emperor has comprehended the existence of the Supreme Dao of Heaven and Earth, every word and deed, and the aura of dripping blood contains a terrifying power that is hard to fathom.

And the descendants who inherited their blood were born with some of the laws of their ancestors.

Just like Zhao Hao, he was born with an imperial dragon aura, which allowed him to practice at a rapid pace.

But this is just the bloodline of descendants that has been passed down for an unknown number of years and has been extremely thin.

As for Su Xunge's unbelievably strong body, in Zhao Hao's opinion, he should have inherited some kind of great emperor's dao fruit.

"If that's the case, I can't get along with him in the original way."

Unknowingly, in Zhao Hao's eyes, Su Xunge's status has been elevated by several dimensions.

And Su Xunge.

At this time, the battle with Long Wen was in full swing.

He maintained a human body, although behind him he used demon energy to cast a god-devil body about ten feet high to facilitate his own attack.

But compared to Long Wen's exaggerated figure of three hundred feet, he was still pitifully small.

"Boom~"

A fist hit Long Wen's dragon horn, and there was a crisp sound of shattering.

Pieces of crystal dragon horn fragments several feet long and wide fell down like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

"Ah~~~!" Long Wen was heartbroken in pain.

Opening his mouth wide, a scorching blood flame gushed out, and the scorching air began to distort.

however.

Facing such an attack, Su Xunge just stood the Heavenly Demon Triod above his head, blocking all the dragon flames.

The scorching blood magma overwhelmed the Heavenly Demon Cauldron and began to deform and melt, revealing the original appearance of fairy gold like blood crystals.

But under Su Xunge's control, the tripod body quickly condensed again, even stronger than before.

"I have long been worried that there is no suitable flame to help me refine the weapon. I didn't expect you, an old boy, to be so self-conscious!" Su Xunge laughed a few times, and took the initiative to extract the blood flame from Long Wen's mouth to temper his own cauldron.

Since he forged the true weapon of natal life, he did not intervene more in the Heavenly Demon Cauldron except for nourishing Damo with the divine power in Qi Hai Nei.

As a result, this artifact is now a grade lower than his cultivation base.

Now, with the help of Long Wen's Saint-level True Dragon Fire, he can sharpen his own weapon of enlightenment.

for a moment.

The blood flames in the sky were absorbed, and the Heavenly Demon Cauldron let out an excited buzzing sound, and the body of the Cauldron became more translucent and crystal clear.

Faintly, one could even see a huge fire-breathing dragon emerging from the cauldron wall.

While fighting, Su Xunge imprinted Long Wen's avenue rune. If one day he could refine this artifact to the highest level, maybe this rune could even breed a first-generation blood dragon.

"It's too presumptuous!" Seeing that his natal flame not only did not harm Su Xunge, but even became the material for the enemy's weapon refining, Long Wen couldn't help but get even more angry.

"Ding ~ bell" a dragon ball suddenly bloomed between the eyebrows.

Long Wen finally figured it out, if he is not suitable for hand-to-hand combat with Su Xunge, rather than fighting with an unknown junior physically, the powerful realm is more lethal.

But unexpectedly, instead of having any fear, Su Xunge stared at his dragon ball tightly as if he had seen a peerless beauty.

"This baby is not bad, I want it." Su Xunge's provocative mocking voice made Long Wen even more manic.

Together with the immortals, it is not a path that can be walked through by sitting down and enlightening the Tao.

Only by constantly fighting and fighting is the fundamental way to transform immortals and kill immortals.

As for Long Wen, a semi-disabled saint who was backlashed by the power of transformation, and whose cultivation base has dropped several levels, it is the most suitable whetstone for him to temper the way of fighting immortals.

"Old man, let you taste my power today!"

The magical energy that opened up the world surged crazily, at this moment Su Xunge had completely let go of himself.

A layer of black gold-like luster condensed on the body, and the fists like thunder and rain crazily blasted towards Long Wen's huge body.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom!"

The dull sound of flesh and blood colliding, accompanied by streaks of blood scattered wantonly in the sky.

Su Xunge moved like thunder, and in an instant, he unleashed hundreds of powerful and unparalleled attacks.

The world was rioted by Su Xunge's power, and the sky exploded, revealing patches of bleak void.

This terrifying destructive power made him look like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

And Long Wen.

Under Su Xunge's violent bombardment, he only had the power to parry but had no power to fight back.

"How is it possible, why is he so strong!" The heart-piercing dragon chant resounded through the sky, telling the pain that Long Wen had endured.

"Uncle!" In the sky, Long Qian, who was trying his best to draw his own blood to supply the Dragon Scale Emperor Formation, couldn't help shouting in grief when he saw this scene.

"It's over, it's over." Long Li, who was completely suppressed by Zhao Hao and bleeding all over his body, let out a miserable scream.

Their blood dragon clan has retreated for so long and planned for so long.

At this moment, Su Xunge lost everything by himself.