Fifth-grade! Nightmare!
His physical body, finally transformed by the accumulation of massive amounts of dragon blood, broke through to a completely new realm.
In the sky, almost instantly, dark clouds gathered, and thunderclouds even more terrifying than those formed when Long Zhantian underwent his tribulation began to condense.
Flesh Tribulation Lightning!
If Dharma cultivators face Tribulation Lightning, so too do physical cultivators.
The Flesh Tribulation Lightning does not strike the soul, but only the physical body.
Once you overcome this, your physical body will ascend to a completely new level!
Zhang Xuanchen stood up, lightly touched the surface of the blood pool with his toes, and flew towards the Dragon Hall like a sharp arrow, soaring into the sky.
Use this physical tribulation to thoroughly solidify the Fifth Revolution physical body.
Long Zhantian and Little Flame also flew out and stopped tens of thousands of miles away.
They looked up and watched, standing guard to protect him.
However, just as Zhang Xuanchen rushed into the tribulation clouds and the first Tribulation Lightning was about to strike, three streams of black energy filled with evil and tyranny shot rapidly from the distant horizon.
"Hehehe... Such pure life energy, it's a great tonic!"
Once they survive the Tribulation Lightning, they will inevitably suffer severe injuries.
We were able to consume Fifth-grade flesh and blood for so many years; I miss it so much.
The dragons living here are too timid to even show their faces.
This has prevented us from improving our strength!
Absolutely despicable!
Sharp, piercing laughter echoed between heaven and earth.
The black mist dissipated, revealing three ferocious and terrifying monsters.
Those were two enormous Blood Dragon Armored Beast.
But by this time, their bodies had been completely corrupted by Devil Qi, covered in bone spurs and pustules, and their scarlet eyes held only madness and destruction.
Their aura has already reached the Fourth Stage Peak!
Between the two dragon beasts, a blurry humanoid figure composed of Black Mist floated, its face obscured, only the chilling, malevolent pressure of an Early Stage Fifth-grade Evil Spirits could be felt.
Nightmare!
An extremely eerie and malevolent Evil Spirits!
Long Zhantian and Little Flame's expressions instantly became extremely solemn.
"It's a demonic Devil Creature that has been invaded by Demon Seed!" Long Zhantian roared, his eyes filled with fear and killing intent.
That Fifth-grade Early Stage Nightmare
His gaze was fixed greedily on Zhang Xuanchen in the tribulation clouds, as if he were looking at an exquisite delicacy.
"Go, go and devour those two troublesome ones. The one undergoing tribulation, hand it over to me!" Nightmare issued a hoarse command, and then his body began to become ethereal.
"Roar!"
Two demonized, Fourth Stage Peak dragon beasts roared, accompanied by a foul stench, and pounced on Long Zhantian and Little Flame from the left and right respectively.
"Little Flame, let's go!"
Don't let these things interfere with Xuan Chen's tribulation!
Without the slightest hesitation, Long Zhantian's golden pupils ignited with a fighting spirit determined to die.
He knew very well that if these Devil Creature disturbed Zhang Xuanchen's tribulation, the backlash would be enormous.
Even with abundant heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it would still take a considerable amount of time to achieve another breakthrough.
They must be stopped!
"Hold head high!"
Little Flame let out a loud dragon roar, and its Three-Clawed Explosive Flame Fire Dragon body, which had already broken through to the Fourth Stage Peak, was instantly revealed!
Circling in the sky!
"Damn it, you're just a mere dragon beast and a nightmare, yet you dare to be so insolent in front of your Lord Dragon!"
They're absolutely courting death!
As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed a burst of Dragon Breath!
"Boom!"
A pillar of fire, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures capable of incinerating everything, pierced straight towards the demonized dragon beast charging at the forefront, like a Flame Spear.
The air crackled and popped as the flames burned.
Raging!
The dragon beast was engulfed by the flames; the intense dragon's might even instilled a trace of fear in its chaotic consciousness.
But the Devil Qi quickly suppressed this instinct!
"Hmph! It's just a three-clawed dragon!"
At my peak, I swallowed at least eight or ten three-clawed dragons!
It roared, its body churning with black energy that formed a thick shield of Devil Qi.
The Flame Spear slammed into the shield with a deafening roar.
The Devil Qi shield trembled violently, sizzling as it burned and continuously melting, yet it ultimately managed to block the attack.
Meanwhile, Long Zhantian also made a move.
His expression was cold and stern, and he had only one thought in his mind: to finish this quickly!
After all, no one knows what the Devil Creature's trump card is.
"Dragon Soul... Tear Claw!"
With a low shout, Long Zhantian unleashed a burst of dark golden light from his right claw, transforming his five sharp claws into the sharpest weapons in the world. Even the space around the claw tips was cracked with wisps of black.
This is Flood Dragon Secret Art! It specifically injures the soul!
From the perspective of the demonized dragon beast on the right, it couldn't see Long Zhantian's movements at all; it only saw an indescribable dark golden light flash by.
The next moment, a sharp pain originating from the depths of its soul caused it to let out a shrill scream.
Pfft!
A deep, bone-revealing claw mark appeared on its shoulder blade, and black blood gushed out.
Even more terrifying, an invisible force seeped into its body through the wound, tearing its soul apart.
Having landed a successful blow, Long Zhantian had no time to rejoice.
Because that Evil Spirits at the Early Stage of the Fifth-grade moved.
"What a piece of trash!"
It cursed, then casually raised its hand and pointed lightly at the Little Flame in the air.
A black beam of light, composed entirely of evil energy, shot out silently.
The beam of light was so fast that Little Flame had no time to react.
"Careful!"
Long Zhantian's eyes were bloodshot with rage as he tried to rescue his opponent, but he was held back by another demonized dragon beast.
Sizzle!
The black beam of light pierced through Little Flame's dragon tail in an instant, tearing away large chunks of flesh and blood.
"Hold head high--!"
The Little Flame let out a painful cry, its massive body staggering in the air before nearly falling.
"A Fourth Stage Peak and a Fourth Stage Late Stage, daring to harm my demon servants, you're courting death!" The Evil Spirits let out a hoarse laugh, its tone filled with the mockery of a cat toying with a mouse. "Your resistance ends here."
It stopped observing and its body, formed of Black Mist, suddenly pressed down, unleashing a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of Fourth Stage, as if the sky were collapsing.
Long Zhantian and Little Flame suddenly felt a weight on their bodies!
It felt as if I was carrying a towering mountain on my shoulders, making even breathing difficult.
Even though they knew they were no match, their gazes toward the figure in the sky's tribulation clouds remained unwavering.
Back?
That word doesn't exist in their dictionary!
Long Zhantian roared, his dragon blood boiling, and light flowed on his dark golden scales. He withstood the pressure and charged at the wounded demonized dragon beast once more.
Little Flame endured the excruciating pain, his eyes burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.
"Dragon Clan Secret Canon!"
Dragon King Burning Slaughter! Blood Burning!
Boom boom boom!
Little Flame's aura continued to rise, reaching the edge of the Fifth-grade.
"My boss Fire-Breathing Dragon, is not someone a mere Devil Creature like you can mess with!"
If you want to mess with my boss, ask me for permission first!
Die, you bastard!