Chapter 602: The Fourth-Generation Ancestor of the Murong Fa

to kill an Out-of-Body Realm expert!"Lin Feng, since you don't know your place, then don't blame me for being ruthless,"The old monk's expression was icy.Immediately, he kneaded the mysterious Dao sea...In Lin Feng's impression.

Shibi Long was the mount of a legendary ancestor from the Taichu Sacred Temple. A nine-tiered demonic beast, its strength was comparable to that of a Great Ascension peak cultivator!

And,

Silly Dragon was injured due to the ancient catastrophe, and his strength is no longer at its peak!

So,

What's the situation now

A silly dragon at a state of injury killed an early Nascent Soul cultivator

At this moment,

Not only was Lam Fung, but also the other people in the field were in a daze.

Whether they were the onlookers, cultivators or ancient gods like Mo Ye, everyone instinctively swallowed hard, feeling a chilling sense of awe!

Murong Ning is certainly not some nobody.

He was the ancient ancestor of the Murong family, a cultivator at the Great Accomplishment stage. In today's Dharma-ending era, once he emerged, he would be like sweeping across thousands of armies...

At this time,

Silly Dragon's voice suddenly sounded in Lin Feng's sea of consciousness:

"Kid, you're good! Where did you get that mask I almost didn't recognize you."

How did you recognize me

Lin Feng replied in his heart.

According to my elder brother,

The mask on his face was made from the skin of a tenth-order demonic beast, the Shadow Fox. Even a cultivator at the Great Ascension stage would be absolutely unable to see through his disguise. But Silly Dragon had just jumped in to help, obviously seeing through his identity!

"Have you forgotten the demon bone flute I gave you You're such a goofball, even at this point, you don't play the bone flute..."

Shilyang helplessly responded.

Lin Feng gave an embarrassed smile.

He wasn't exaggerating, he just completely forgot about it!

Or,

In his subconscious, he felt that even if he blew the demon bone flute and summoned powerful demon clan members, so what

Faced with the encirclement of several powerful forces, even the strongest demon clan members could not stand against it!

"No matter what, thanks for coming to help me!"

Lin Feng sincerely thanks.

It's easy to add flowers to a flourishing landscape, but it takes true compassion to provide warmth during the harshest of winters.

At this moment,

He finally had a glimmer of recognition for Silly Dragon!

"Don't misunderstand, I just don't want to dwell on the loss of my father in my childhood…"

Shi Long replied nonchalantly.

Lim Feng:

Silently, Sha Long ignored Lin Feng and looked around, saying faintly:

"Who else disagrees Step forward, if you can withstand a single blast of my dragon breath, I'll admit defeat!"

Everything was silent.

No one dared to speak at this time.

Even those few Mahayana cultivators were a little frightened.

At this time,

The ancient ancestor of the Angel race, Michael, hesitated for a moment and said:

"You, who were once a renowned figure in ancient times, now come to bully us juniors. Is that..."

"Whoosh!"

Shilyang's pair of icy eyes directly turned to Michael.

Vaguely visible,

Behind him appeared a gigantic phantom of a dragon. The dragon phantom's eyes were like two blood-red lanterns, coldly staring at Michael.

Such a creepy scene made Michael stop speaking.

"Come on, tell me more..."

Silly Dragon said.

"I..."

Michael had just opened his mouth when he saw Silly Dragon slap him across the face. He was floating in mid-air and didn't dare resist, allowing the slap to land on his face.

"Slap!"

Michael's handsome face was slapped red, and his body flew backwards, crashing into a civilian house with a heavy thud, sending up a large cloud of dust!

"Whoosh~"

Michael rose from the dust, wiping the blood from his lips. His expression was grim to the extreme!

But he still dared not resist!

His strength is comparable to Murong Ning's, since Sha Long could kill Murong Ning instantly, he could definitely kill him instantly!

Katsudon Taka and An Tian Shang, two powerful figures, also had grim and uncertain expressions.

Damn it!

What is going on here

The Demon Clan protecting Bai Feiyuan, they could understand that. Now the Monster Clan coming in to interfere, what does that mean

"That's strange! Silly Dragon definitely hasn't reached the tenth level yet! If he were at his peak, this kind of strength would be understandable! But he's clearly injured right now..."

Lin Feng's brows furrowed,

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets...

This is all so bizarre!

Able to kill an early stage Mahayana cultivator, this level of strength is not saying it's a Transcending Tribulation, at the very least it's the peak of Mahayana.

"Could it be..."

Lin Feng didn't know what he was thinking about, his heart suddenly tightened.

If Sha Long used some means, such as burning his blood essence, to temporarily reach a peak state, perhaps he could achieve this level!

"Who else"

Silly Dragon, with his hands in his pockets, was arrogantly unrestrained.

The massive dragon shadow behind them seemed to be a nightmare in the hearts of everyone present, the oppressive feeling was too strong, pressing everyone in the audience until they could hardly breathe...

If nobody dares to speak, then I'll take people and leave!

Silly Dragon gave Lin Feng a look.

Lin Feng suppressed the turmoil in his heart, grabbed Li Xiaok's hand, and followed Silly Dragon.

Mo Ye, An Tian Shang, Michael, and Kato Taka all saw this scene and their expressions shifted uncertainly. They didn't dare to stop it.

No doubt!

They were stunned!

Seeing an existence not inferior to one's own, being effortlessly killed, who wouldn't panic

Watching a group of people slowly walk away.

And just then.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in the distant horizon. The shadow walked through nothingness, incredibly fast, and arrived before them in an instant.

When you see the person's face after,

A collective gasp echoed through the room!

"It's actually the fourth ancestor of the Murong family, Murong Shuntian!"

"The great-great-grandfather at least is already in the middle stage of Mahayana! Don't look at just one level difference, even if Mo Ye and others join forces, they may not be able to beat Murong Shuntian!"

"So what Even though Murong Shuntian is strong, he can't kill a Nascent Soul stage cultivator instantly! He wouldn't dare to speak out of turn either, would he"

There was a buzz of discussion among the crowd.

Mo Ye, An Tian Shang, Michael, and Kato Taka also stood motionless with calm yet solemn expressions.

"Thousands of years haven't seen you, I didn't expect you're still alive!"

Murong Shuntian clearly recognized Sha Long, a faint sneer playing on his lips.

"You don't have the qualifications to say that! Back when I was at my strongest, you were nothing but a pile of feces!"

Silly Dragon replied faintly.

"Is that so You're saying it was that long ago too... And now In that ancient battle, I saw with my own eyes how badly you were wounded. Your dragon body was split in two, almost destroyed. I can't believe you're completely fine now!"

"You can try!"

"Try it, if you dare. Anyone who dares to kill a member of the Murong family should be prepared to pay the price!"

Murong Shuntian sneered, directly forming seals with both hands and using his supreme secret technique.

"Nine Cycles of Reincarnation!"

In an instant,

Murong Shuntai's surroundings manifested countless terrifying rune markings. Between the flashes of divine light, the rune markings gathered together, forming a golden disc!

"Boom!"

The golden disc vibrated slightly, emitting a heavenly melody that made everyone present feel as if their souls were being drawn away.

The body shot toward the silly dragon at lightning speed!

"Dragon's Breath!"

The foolish dragon transformed into its true form.

A gigantic azure dragon, thousands of meters long, suddenly appeared before everyone present.

The enormous dragon's mouth, meanwhile, had accumulated a terrifying mass of white energy which finally erupted!

The next moment!

"Bang!"

The golden disc collided violently with the breath of the dragon.

Everyone thought that the dragon's breath would shatter the golden disk, but unexpectedly, after a brief standoff, both attacks dissipated.

At the same time.

The Celestial Dragon's main body also trembled slightly.

became the previous red-clothed youth.

Visible to the naked eye,

The young man in red had an unhealthy flush on his face, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"Ancestors!"

"Ancestors!"

When the powerful demon race members like Kong Que Ling saw this, they all showed worried expressions.

Silly Long shook his head and didn't respond.

Lin Feng's expression darkened.

The worst thing that could have happened, has happened!

Silly Dragon was indeed holding on strong before...

This left him with mixed feelings. He never expected that Silly Dragon would go to such lengths for him! called for reinforcements again!Lingyun Shangren's heart was filled with icy coldness!"More of the alien races! I think I saw a few others from the Twelve Kings of the Alien Races!"The Lord of the Ra...