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Chapter 460: Dao Artifact

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    Hitomi escaped.

    Shilong didn't intercept, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

    His state is indeed not at its peak. Without the source of 'Heaven', the lost power cannot return. Every time he takes a shot, his power will weaken.

    At this moment, it seems that he is extremely powerful, but he is actually fighting against Jiutian and others, and he is not allowed to make mistakes.

    Huan Wutian and the others didn't make a move either.

    Although Tongzi is a traitor and was severely injured by Shilong, relatively speaking, the Celestial Clan is the mortal enemy.

    "You are not my enemy, people, you can't take them away, if you want people, let your patriarch come in person." Shilong said in a deep voice to Jiutian and the others.

    But Jiutian and the others did not respond. At that moment just now, they seemed to see that Shilong's state was not right, so they rushed even more crazily.

    "Looking for death!"

    Shilong became angry.

    He did have some scruples, so he only suppressed Jiu Tian and the others, wanting them to retreat in spite of difficulties, but the other party was so persistent, did you really think he had nothing to do?

    Boom!

    Suddenly, Shilong's body erupted with a terrifying dragon power that crushed the heavens, and his whole body transformed into one with the ten thousand zhang green dragon.

    In an instant, the mighty green dragon was no longer a phantom, but gradually turned into a real state. The might of the vast dragon soared countless times in an instant, and the might of the Venerable at its peak could crush the heavens.

    The huge star-like pupils swept towards Jiutian and the others, and with just one glance, there was a burst of supreme dragon power, shaking Jiutian and they retreated in panic, groaning incessantly.

    "Burning dragon yuan?"

    Jiutian stared at Shilong's real body, although the pressure was doubled, but his face was fearless, and instead he smiled, "I thought you could really ignore the rules and stay on the top forever, so it turns out that you are burning the dragon energy of your life, you are now  Although the state can maintain the peak, how long can it last, and how much strength can it retain?"

    "Killing you is enough." Shilong said in a deep voice.

    "Yeah?"

    Jiutian sneered, the separated Jiuzhongtian quickly gathered, and rapidly shrank and condensed, and finally turned into a nine-story pagoda, as if all the morality of Jiuzhongtian was condensed in it.

    Countless dao patterns shone, condensed into chains, and wrapped around the pagoda, making it imposing and heavy, as if carrying endless star fields, wisps of faint light overflowed from the dao patterns, as if pure death.

    At that moment, the nine-storied pagoda was like a tower of hell, capable of controlling life and death.

    The giant ax in Wutian's hand is also changing, with endless Dao patterns attached to it, and the might of the sky is thick.

    That's Daowei of the instrument.

    The venerable magic weapon is called a Taoist weapon, and the meaning of the tool is Daowei.

    What is respect?

    Ordinary people only know that above the gods is the respect.

    But the real venerable is one who gathers Tao into one body, and the whole person has abandoned the pure flesh body.

    The gods open the world, and the venerables gather to form the Tao.

    The Daoyan world is its heaven, and it is Zun.

    Therefore, the venerable can be called the sky, so he is also called Tianzun. It is a supreme being who has mastered at least one of the rules of the way of heaven.

    The Dao Artifact, like the Heavenly Venerable, can also condense the pure Dao, which is the purest rule of the Dao of Heaven, with boundless power, even if it is held by ordinary mortals, it can also control the supreme Dao.

    This kind of artifact can already be called the strongest artifact in the vast universe, even if it is a supreme artifact, it is far behind.

    "kill!"

    But Shilong regarded it as nothing, the claws of the real dragon snapped down from the air, directly smashing towards Jiutian and them, the dragon claws were so bright that they seemed to smash the heavens.

    "Ghost."

    Jiu Tian spoke in a deep voice.

    Following his uttering two words, the Tower of Hell burst into nine streams of light, turning into nine Yellow Rivers of the Underworld. Terrible springs flowed in the sky and earth, gathering around him.

    Soon, the Tower of Hell disappeared completely, as if it had completely turned into a nether world, sweeping towards Shilong.

    The Celestial Clan, who are respected by their bodies, are themselves derived from the pure Tao. They don't need to practice hard like others, step by step to spy on the boundless Tao.

    They are born to control a kind of heaven.

    In the palm of Jiutian is the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, which represents death.

    "The giant ax opens the sky!"

    Wutian exploded, a sharp light appeared in front of him out of thin air, the giant ax in his hand disappeared at this moment, turned into a boundless sharp light, traversed the void, and opened up the world.

    Wutian's palm is sharp morality, and the giant ax is a Taoist weapon that can cut the sky and everything.

    Boom.

      The sputtering Nether Yellow Spring Water and the sharp and boundless ax seemed to be invisible, quickly penetrated the giant claws of the real dragon, and landed on the body of Shilong Wanzhangzhen.

    The sound of àÍàÍ came out, and the two forces were unparalleled in power, and countless huge blood holes were pierced through Shi Longzhen's body, and the blood of the real dragon fell like rain.

    Just one face-to-face, Shilong was shocked, and the horror of the Taoist weapon can be seen.

    The crowd was terrified.

    Even Huan Wutian and the others all frowned, their expressions extremely dignified.

    Although Jiutian and Wutian's state is not as good as the current Shilong's, the Taoist artifacts in their hands contain pure Taoism. In terms of Taoism alone, they are not inferior to Shilong at all.

    This is the advantage of the Celestial Clan.

    ?As the darling of the Dao of Heaven and the guardian race of the universe, they are not only respected, but also possess peak Taoism. When their pupil clan was defeated, most of the reason was that the Taoism was far inferior to the Celestial Clan.

    Because of this, Tongzi hunted young dragons, hoping to use them as artifact spirits, and one day grow into Taoist artifacts. In this way, at least in the artifact duel, he would not lose to the Celestial Clan.

    "Good kill!"

    Shen Yumo laughed ferociously and clapped his hands.

    The ancestors were suppressed before, which made him feel desperate, but at this moment, the real dragon was injured, and victory seemed to be close at hand.

    Shenji is like this.

    She doesn't care about Shenzong's true face, nor what people outside the region are fighting for, she just wants to see Qin Feng die before she dies.

    "Shilong, if you stay at the peak forever, we will definitely lose, but the way of heaven is gone, how long can your dragon energy burn?" Jiutian said ferociously.

    "After all, it is only the creatures created by the universe, we are the descendants of the universe, you can't stop us." Wutian also roared ferociously.

    Daowei hesitated, the ghostly yellow spring water and the ax light lingered back and forth, constantly surpassing Shilong's real body, as if wanting to smash Shilong's real body into slag.

    "Sigh of the True Dragon."

    There were no waves on Shilong's huge face, as if he didn't care about the impact of Daowei at all, he spat lightly, and the deafening dragon chant resounded through the starry sky.

    Wanzhanglong's body was even more radiant and green, layer by layer, like a barrier. Those green lights swayed, like sparkling waves, seemingly fragile, but they stripped the two strands of Dao Wei Shengsheng from him, bit by bit.  Push it away.

    The Hell Tower and the giant ax appeared, trembling endlessly, as if they were under a strong impact.

    "How is it possible that your real dragon breath can suppress Daowei?"

    The grim smiles on the faces of the two of them froze in an instant, which was unbelievable.

    But before they were shocked too much, they felt an unrivaled power of dragon piercing their eardrums and attacking their bodies. The mind was the first to bear the brunt.

    The whole person trembled instantly, and there was a moment of sluggishness.

    And at that moment, the huge dragon tail swept towards it like a giant mountain.

    The first thing I couldn't bear was the Hell Tower and the giant axe. The two Taoist weapons exploded, the Hell Tower turned into nine pieces and slammed in all directions, and the giant ax broke in half and fell into the sky.

    Jiutian and Wutian also did not escape the sweep of the dragon's tail, and were swept down into the night sky, like two meteors in the dark night, falling from the sky.

    Everyone froze at the same time.

    Huan Wutian and the three were shocked.

    Shen Yumo and Shen Ji were pale.

    As for Qin Feng.

    When Shilong was injured by a Taoist artifact and the real dragon's blood rained down, he discovered that the real dragon's blood could make his blood will recover quickly, so he swallowed it quickly, and remained silent in the process of recovering his blood, completely unaware of the outside world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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