Super God Bloodline

Chapter 164

The figure emerging from Yang Jingtian is a man dressed in a black Taoist robe. The man looks like a middle-aged man. His eyes are deep, like the heavens and the earth, with a ethereal breath, like a world.

This Dao-robed man is really of Emperor Yang Jing’s blood, the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East.

Emperor Qinghua of the East is also called Taiyi Saves Suffering Heavenly Sovereign, and also known as “Tianyi Saves Suffering Heavenly Sovereign”, “Taiyi Saves Suffering Heavenly Sovereign”, “Taiyi Saves Suffering Heavenly Sovereign”, “Qingxuan Jiuyang God” and so on. In myths and legends, it is one An extremely powerful presence.

Everyone may not know the Great Qinghua of the East, but the Great Qinghua of the East is famous for a mount called the Nine Lions, which can also be called the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

right.

The Nine Spirit Yuansheng easily defeated the existence of Sun Wukong.

The East Pole Qinghua Earth’s blood veins phased out, and a very mysterious aura filled the entire Doulongtai, mysterious and mysterious, like a plausible situation.

Accompanied by the bloodline method, Yang Jingtian’s aura is constantly skyrocketing. The powerful force oscillates the fluctuations of the heaven and earth’s vitality, and it seems that the heaven and the earth can be easily shattered.

Everyone looked at Yang Jingtian.

“The bloodline of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East is the great immortal in China’s myths and legends.”

“Imperial bloodline? This is the power of the imperial bloodline.”

“It’s been a long time since I saw Yang Jingtian take action. I don’t know how terrifying Yang Jingtian’s strength has reached.”

“Ados, you are awakened by the blood of the sun god Apollo, are you sure to beat Yang Jingtian?”

“The Apollo bloodline is only a king-level bloodline, and I’m only in the early stage of Supreme Warriors, and I have a gap with Yang Jingtian in Realm, not his opponent.”

“In the current Tianxing Pavilion, only Caoli can confront Yang Jingtian in front of him.”

“The Caoli bloodline has evolved into the bloodline of Satan. I wonder if his current state will be Yang Jingtian’s opponent?”

Yang Jingtian, as the first person recognized by Xing Pavilion today.

The supreme unparalleled middle stage, the bloodline of the Emperor Qinghua of the Emperor Dongji, and the superb Martial Dao talent have established his strong position. Even if it is Ados, even if it is Tator, it is not Yang Jingtian’s opponent.

“Bloodline of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East?!”

Qin Yang’s gaze fell on the phantom of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East, feeling that powerful force.

In his mind, the power of the blood of the Great Emperor Qinghua of Dongji faintly moved, as if he had to show his mighty power.

Today, Qin Yang has two imperial bloodlines, one is the bloodline of Emperor Qinghua of the East, and the other is the bloodline of Baize Lion. He hadn’t used the power of these two bloodlines yet.

“Boss Yang’s Dongji Qinghua, I haven’t seen it for a long time.” Wen Qing said judiciously.

“Emperor Qinghua of the East has a very high status in China’s myths and legends. He is one of the six imperial princes and can exist alongside Jade Emperor, Ziwei the Great and others.” Fu Zhuo said.

“It’s time to do it.”

Long Yunzhi’s words made everyone quiet.

…

On the stage of fighting the dragon.

Caoli stared at Yang Jingtian and felt the astonishing breath from Yang Jingtian’s body. The invisible oppressive force was like a Mount Tai suppressing him.

Caoli smiled.

Laugh happily, laugh happily.

Yang Jingtian is really strong.

Only such an opponent can make him excited, which makes him very excited.

The elemental power is running, and the power of the blood is stimulated.

Behind Caoli also appeared a figure with a hideous face, double wings on his back, and double horns on top of his head, which was the image of Satan the devil.

The phantom of Satan appeared, and then gradually merged into Caorli’s body. A black pattern appeared on Caorli’s body, and every striped path was like a call from The Underworld, terrifying. On the top of the head, double horns grew, and wings like bats appeared on the back.

The evil, powerful, cold, and resentful aura erupted from Caoli’s body. The aura was astonishing, resisting Yang Jingtian’s aura.

Caoli slowly raised his sharp claws, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The body disappeared in place in the next instant. When he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Yang Jingtian, and his palm appeared in front of Yang Jingtian as if penetrating time and space.

The cold star in Yang Jingtian’s pupils flashed, and a punch suddenly blasted out, shaking the sky and shaking everything. When the fist passed, it seemed that even the space was about to break, and it was terrifying.

Between fists and palms.

The violent power burst out in an instant, and the void seemed to be torn apart, and the tyrannical airflow instantly slammed on the protective cover of the Dragon Fighting Platform, stunning the dragon spirit in the protective cover.

After the palm of the fist touched, Yang Jingtian stepped back more than ten meters, and the phantom of the Great Emperor Qinghua from his back also gradually merged into Yang Jingtian’s body, as if a Yuanli Dao robe appeared on his body, and his breath became ethereal. Impermanence is becoming more and more profound.

Raising his hand and patting lightly, the vitality condensed and turned into a ten-foot-sized cyan palm, which seemed to contain infinite Taoist mysticism, pay attention to open the sky and the earth.

Caoli roared in a low voice, turned into a sound wave visible to the naked eye, and slammed away, hitting the cyan palm severely, shattering the cyan palm.

“The meaning of Tao, the magic of mystery.”

Yang Jingtian opened his mouth and vomited, a mysterious force surged all over his body. Yuan Li surging in, once again condensed into a big blue hand, the big hand filled the entire Doulongtai in an instant when the wind grew longer, covering the sky and the sun, and suddenly patted towards Caoli.

The cyan big hand patted it, and the void seemed to suddenly jump to pieces, and the sound of fragmentation was transmitted. The air completely collapsed at this moment, forming a turbulent flow.

Caoli raised his head and stared at the big blue hand, his eyes flashed with crazy light, and the black energy on his body exuded and condensed. As soon as I grabbed it toward the blue big hand, the sharp claws seemed to cut everything apart.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided.

boom.

There was a loud noise.

Caoli sank, and the huge force suppressed it, making him almost kneel down. And the lines under the feet are even more shining.

“impossible.”

“impossible.”

Caoli looked terrifying.

“I am the blood of Satan, I am the blood of the emperor, and it is absolutely impossible to lose it.”

Angrily roared, Caoli’s whole body’s vitality surged, forming a black long sword and slashed towards the blue big hand.

Yang Jingtian’s expression was still indifferent, and with a light movement of his right hand, the big blue hand was solidified again. The force of a palm easily shattered the black long sword and fell on Caoli.

Bang.

A palm slapped Caoli on the ground.

Caoli lay completely on the ground, embarrassed, blood was constantly spit out at the corner of his mouth, and his breath gradually faded. The fusion of Satan’s bloodline gradually disappeared, and his eyes were still filled with unbelievable colors.

Lost.

He lost again.

Yang Jingtian looked at Caoli calmly, and the power of the bloodline of the Great Emperor Qinghua from his body gradually dissipated, returning to his original appearance.

Caoli is indeed much better than before.

However, the application of the blood of Satan has not reached the point of perfection, unable to exert all the power of the blood of Satan.

However, even if Caoli fully exerted the power of the royal bloodline and the Satan bloodline, Yang Jingtian had the certainty that he would win.

“Even the imperial bloodline has high and low points.”

Yang Jingtian said lightly, then turned and left.