Fan Lang's energy attacks bombarded Long Qing's mouth, exploding one after another.
The inside of the mouth was usually a vulnerable spot, but it was different for a powerful race like the Dragon Race. Even the inside of a dragon's mouth was as hard as gold and iron, incomparably sturdy.
Long Qing forcibly withstood Fan Lang's attacks, then closed his massive jaws and trapped Fan Lang in his mouth.
Whoosh!
Azure dragonfire surged forth. Long Qing's mouth seemed to become a furnace for refining people, burning Fan Lang within.
Some of the dragonfire spilled from between his lips and teeth, radiating scorching heat that even incinerated the Heavenly Dao.
Fan Lang stood amid the dragonfire, a Body Protecting Qi Shield forming around him and isolating the surrounding flames. His expression remained unchanged, as calm as ever. He slowly raised both hands and moved them with flowing grace. His seemingly casual motions stirred up incomparably violent power.
What he was using now was a newly learned skill, modified through the system. God Vast Star had never possessed it.
Thirty-Six Forms Dragon Descent Palm Breaking Style!
Fan Lang's movements grew faster and faster. At last, he transformed them into a palm strike rising from the lower right. His left hand lay across his side while his right hand struck into the air. He shot upward, dragon-shaped light and shadow appearing around him.
This palm could pierce even the heavens, and Long Qing's enormous mouth could not withstand it either.
A beam of light pierced out through Long Qing's upper jaw with earth-shattering force. Bathed in light, Fan Lang smoothly shifted his moves, turning from breaking the attack to launching a counterattack.
Thirty-Six Forms Dragon Descent Palm Crouching Style!
Fan Lang's figure flickered as he descended from above like a giant dragon coiled