"It's over, it's over!!!"
"No! The aftermath is coming to us!!!"
"Help! I don't want to die!!!"
Countless High Antiquity Evil Demons instantly fell into panic and screamed one after another.
Despair was written on their faces. Some were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, and some fled in all directions, but there was nowhere to hide.
They were frightened out of their wits by this terrifying force. They had long lost their former arrogance and calmness, leaving only the fear that penetrated their bones.
Instinctively, they forgot that among the Slaughter Arena, there were Saint Emperor level protection measures, which were enough to protect their safety.
At the critical moment when this fatal aftermath is about to touch the audience and cause countless casualties.
A gray energy quietly emerged, covering the entire auditorium like a barrier.
This gray energy may seem ordinary, but it contains vast and steady power.
It appeared extremely timely, blocking the space between the aftermath and the auditorium, isolating all dangers without moving at all.
"Boom!!!"
Slaughter Arena The turbulent flow of power that erupted in the center, whether it was golden dragon energy or scarlet thunder, all hit the gray energy barrier hard, making a deafening noise.
But the gray barrier was like a copper wall and an iron wall, motionless.
No matter how violent the force is, it cannot break through it even a bit.
All the aftermath of the power was firmly blocked by the barrier, and eventually dissipated into the air and turned into nothingness.
It was only at this moment that those High Antiquity Evil Demonss, who were trembling with fear and out of their minds, suddenly remembered that this was Slaughter Arena, a place with Saint Emperor level protection means, and they would not be in danger at all.
After confirming that they were safe and sound, their tense nerves finally relaxed and they all collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.
Then, the fear on his face was gradually replaced by excitement and excitement, and he started laughing.
"What a false alarm! What a false alarm!!!"
"Oh my god, the battle between these two people is so amazing! It's several times more exciting than the battle between Long Jing and Duan Yue just now!"
"That's a human woman. It's a miracle! Middle God Emperor Stage can actually push Long Jing to this point. It's so powerful!"
"Wonderful! So wonderful! This trip to Slaughter Arena is so worth it! Hahaha!"
The auditorium became noisy again, and all the High Antiquity Evil Demonss were so excited that they danced and cheered loudly, saying that they were enjoying themselves.
At the beginning, they had no expectations for this battle at all.
The realms of Xie Purou and Long Jing are too different.
In their view, this must be a one-sided crushing.
Long Jing Only needs one move to completely kill this weak human woman.
But no one expected that this battle would be so exciting and fierce, far beyond their imagination.
The violent thunder, the terrifying dragon energy, and the reversal of the desperate situation made their blood boil with excitement, and their hearts were filled with shock and admiration!
They were already satisfied to see such a peak showdown.
In the field, veins popped out in Xie Purou's arms, and scarlet lightning wrapped around him like a living creature.
Two forces that could shatter mountains were in a stalemate at the point of collision.
The air was squeezed so much that it made a dull explosion, and even the space rippled slightly, as if it would shatter in the next second.
The whole place was filled with wildly rushing lightning and golden dragon energy!
The scarlet thunderbolts moved like venomous snakes, each one carrying a scorching aura that destroyed everything, crackling and burning the surrounding air!
The golden dragon energy is rolling like a wave, and the dragon is majestic. Wherever it passes, even the light seems to be distorted!
The two forces intertwined and collided, setting off a wave of waves that exploded the hard stone slabs on the Slaughter Arena ground to pieces!
The rubble mixed with lightning and dragon energy flew everywhere, hitting the surrounding stands and throwing up bursts of smoke and dust!
Long Jing's claws trembled violently, and the scales on the knuckles even had tiny cracks spread due to excessive force.
The heartbreaking pain ran straight through his mind along the tips of his claws.
He could clearly feel that the muscles in his arms were twitching crazily.
The muscles and bones were repeatedly crushed and pulled by a huge force.
Every inch of the meridians groaned under the load, as if they were about to break at any time.
The limits of the body are constantly being approached and destroyed under this violent impact!
Xie Purou The destructive power of thunder burst out from the hammer, like gangrene attached to the bone, forcefully rushed into his body along the collision point of his claws.
Without any pause, it raged through his meridians, Dantian, and soul.
That power was irresistible and overbearing, like a never-ending Heavenly Tribulation, burning his dragon energy, tearing his meridians, and eroding his soul!
Every second of torture was worse than the breaking of bones and ashes. He was covered in cold sweat and the veins on his forehead popped out!
At this time, he was under unprecedented pressure.
That pressure not only comes from the severe pain in the body, but also from the shock deep in the soul.
It seemed that the person standing in front of me was not a Middle God Emperor Stage human girl, but an ancient god in charge of thunder!
Long Jing gritted his teeth tightly, his teeth creaked, and a trace of golden dragon blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were red as he stared at Xie Purou opposite him, enduring all this without any hesitation, refusing to even flinch.
At the same time, violent golden dragon energy spurted out from his body, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.
The dragon energy condensed into countless tiny Long Ying, circling around his body, roaring towards Xie Purou's thunder.
Trying to rely on this power derived from the bloodline of the Dragon Clan to resist the thunderous strike ahead that destroyed the world.
Every time Long Ying hits the thunder, it will make a violent explosion and dissipate into the sky full of dragon energy.
But new dragon energy keeps pouring out and never stops.
The situation of Xie Purou is a bit more embarrassing than that of Long Jing.
Her arms were shaking so much that she could barely hold the thunder hammer in her hand.
His sleeves had been burned to pieces by the thunder, and his arms were covered with fine bloodstains, which were the marks left by the backlash of power.
The terrifying pressure from Long Jing was like a mountain pressing on her shoulders.
Coupled with the power impact when the thunder hammer exploded, it had already exceeded the limit that she could originally bear.
Every time he exerted force, tearing pain spread from both arms to the whole body, and the meridians were also damaged a lot from the collision of thunder and dragon energy.
Fighting Peak God Emperor like Long Jing was still a bit reluctant for her after all.
Even if she has extraordinary ability to cross levels and challenge, even if her Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning is extremely domineering.
When facing a strong man who truly stands on the top of God Emperor and has the blessing of the Dragon Clan's blood, it still seems a bit difficult to resist.
And Long Jing is undoubtedly such a strong person!
His own realm is two small realms higher than Xie Purou's Middle God Emperor Stage.
More importantly, he is an astonishing genius Dragon Clan who is rare to see in a hundred years. His bloodline is pure and his combat power far exceeds that of the Dragon Clan at the same level.
Even among the entire Dragon Clan, it is still one of the best. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the strongest among the strongest.
Fighting against such a powerful enemy, Xie Purou has to bear unprecedented pressure.
She gritted her teeth, a faint red light glowing between her eyebrows.
The Immortal Power all over his body burst out without reservation, completely integrated with the scarlet Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning in his body, and poured continuously into the huge thunder hammer in his hand.
The lightning above the thunder hammer became more and more intense, and the power of destruction also skyrocketed, even the surrounding space was burned and distorted.
The air is filled with the suffocating smell of death!
But it didn't take long for the competition between these two forces to become obviously tilted.
The huge thunder hammer in Xie Purou's hand began to have tiny cracks under the constant impact of the dragon's energy. The cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally collapsed, breaking into streaks of scarlet thunder that scattered in all directions.
But the strange thing is that the moment the thunder hammer collapsed, the power that exploded became even more terrifying!
The destructive power was more powerful than before, and what was even more frightening was that the trace of pseudo-Saint Emperor pressure contained in the thunder hammer suddenly erupted at this moment, producing unexpected miraculous effects!
It was this faint wisp of fake Saint Emperor pressure that became the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Long Jing, who was already about to be unable to support it, the first to be unable to bear it.
"Pfft!!!"
There was a dull sound of vomiting blood, Long Jing's whole body was shaking violently due to excessive exertion, his chest heaved violently, and a large mouthful of golden dragon blood spurted out from his mouth.
It splashed onto the ground, making a sizzling sound and burning out small holes.
Most of the dragon energy around him instantly withered, and his aura became dying, and he could no longer maintain his previous strong posture.
The moment his power suddenly subsided, the shocking thunder from Xie Purou hit him unceremoniously!
The scarlet lightning instantly engulfed him!
The light was so dazzling that everyone present couldn't help but squint their eyes. All they could hear was the sizzling sound of the lightning burning flesh, and the suppressed roar of pain from Long Jing!
It wasn't until the power of destruction truly invaded the body that Long Jing truly felt the dominance and terror of Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning!
It was an unreasonable destruction without any buffer or mercy!
Just like Heavenly Tribulation landing on those weak Tribulation Transcendence creatures, it is a naked dimensionality reduction attack!
Although he was Peak God Emperor Stage and physically strong, he was not destroyed instantly.
But the dragon energy in the body was constantly being consumed and swallowed up by the burning of Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning.
Even his own blood and vitality were being wiped out bit by bit, his meridians were torn apart by thunder, and his soul was burned to the point of excruciating pain.
Long Jing screamed in pain, his voice full of unwillingness and anger, as well as a trace of unconcealable fear.
His whole body was shaking violently, his eyes were as red as blood, and he used all the remaining strength in his body to violently operate the Dragon Clan secret method.
The remaining dragon energy around him surged out in an instant, condensing into countless golden divine dragons, letting out a deafening roar and slamming into the scarlet thunder that enveloped his body.
Every time a divine dragon hits the thunder, it will explode with huge power and dissipate in the air.
But he also tore open the package of thunder and dispersed the scarlet thunder bit by bit.
After a while, the thunder that enveloped his body was finally dispersed.
Long Jing staggered back a few steps, his body was in a state of disarray, many of his scales had fallen off, and his body was covered with burning scars.
Golden dragon blood continued to flow along the wound and dripped on the ground.
He could no longer maintain his human form and turned into a huge dragon-shaped shadow, quickly exiting the center of Slaughter Arena.
He landed on the edge of the field, breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Purou.
The previous contempt and arrogance were gone in his eyes, only unprecedented solemnity and fear remained, which was a kind of awe rising from the depths of his soul.
"What happened to that move just now?!"
Long Jing's voice was hoarse, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, mixed with dragon's blood, making him look particularly ferocious.
"I seem to feel the pressure of Saint Emperor?!"
Just now, just when he was about to suppress Xie Purou and gain the upper hand, the sudden wisp of Saint Emperor pressure instantly shattered his mind.
His strength was instantly disrupted, and he was severely injured by the thunder and retreated in embarrassment.
That is Saint Emperor pressure!
Even though he is already Peak God Emperor Stage, he is only one step away from the Saint Emperor Realm.
But he knows better than anyone that there is a huge difference between God Emperor and Saint Emperor.
It was an insurmountable chasm, like the gap between an ant and a dragon.
As long as he doesn't break through to the Saint Emperor Realm in one day, he will never be qualified to be on par with Saint Emperor!
Even just a wisp of Saint Emperor pressure can greatly frighten him!
The ray of Saint Emperor pressure just now, although weak, was not enough to kill him.
But it gave him a fear and trembling that reached deep into his soul. The suppression from a high-level strong man was engraved in his bones and he could not resist!
"Why does her move have Saint Emperor pressure? Did she use Saint Emperor Weapon?!"
Long Jing was running the Dragon Clan technique with difficulty, adjusting the disordered breath and repairing the injuries in the body.
While he was rapidly making various conjectures in his mind, his brows were furrowed tightly, full of doubts.
He could clearly sense that the realm of that little human girl was undoubtedly Middle God Emperor Stage, and it was absolutely impossible to be the real Saint Emperor.
If Saint Emperor is a strong person, why come here Slaughter Arena to play with a "little guy" like him?
But if it wasn't Saint Emperor, then there was only one possibility, she used Saint Emperor Weapon.
But this conjecture was rejected by himself as soon as it appeared.
Saint Emperor Weapon is a treasure from heaven and earth. It is extremely rare. It is definitely not a piece of trash. How could it easily appear in the hands of a human girl like Middle God Emperor Stage?
What's more, if Saint Emperor Weapon was really used, what was released just now was not just a weak ray of holy power, which was enough to crush him to death in an instant.
"That doesn't look like the real Saint Emperor pressure, maybe it's some kind of pseudo holy power!"
Long Jing's heart moved. He had come into contact with many Saint Emperor ancestors in the Dragon Clan Holy Land, and had personally experienced the real Saint Emperor pressure.
That kind of pressure is enough to change the color of the world and make the soul split. It is definitely not as weak as before.
But even if it was just a false holy power, it was enough to shock him.
How could a Middle God Emperor Stage human woman master the ability to release pseudo-holy power?