The Legend of the Dragon King: Draw Tang Wulin's blood at the beginning

But even so, so what? The lotus flower formed by Long Yuan using sixteen elements was still blown to pieces.

And it was blown to pieces without completely exploding.

Without a complete explosion, the space barrier was broken through, and a huge space black hole appeared.

If the lotus exploded completely, I'm afraid that at least everything in this area would cease to exist.

"What a terrifying Lotus, how did he do it?"

In the distance, Yali was using her soul skills to treat Tang Wulin while murmuring, her face full of shock.

It seemed like he was talking to himself, or like he was asking Qingtian Douluo Yunming next to him.

"That is a lotus formed by merging multiple elements. It shatters the space barrier before it fully explodes. If it fully explodes, its power is unimaginable. It will definitely exceed the God-killing level fixed soul-guided artillery shell!"

Yun Ming stared at Long Yuan and took a breath.

The lotus that Long Yuan used just now was really terrifying. If it were him, he would never be able to resist it.

How did this kid practice? What kind of monster is he?

Unexpectedly, a boy who was the same age as Tang Wulin and several months younger than Tang Wulin would be so terrifying.

Yun Ming was even more certain that Long Yuan's overall strength now surpassed him.

He is a quasi-god who is infinitely close to God, but what about Long Yuan?

Could it be a god?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, the world of gods has disappeared, and without the projection of gods, a soul master cannot become a god.

If the God Realm still exists, he can already become a god.

"Is it so scary?"

After hearing Yun Ming's words, Holy Spirit Douluo Yali's beautiful eyes showed a look of shock again.

When Tang Wulin was rescued by Tang San, because Long Yuan's strength was too terrifying, he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

At this time, under the treatment of Yali, the continent's number one ultimate healing system Douluo, she opened her eyes and gradually woke up.

However, when he woke up, he happened to hear the conversation between Yun Ming and Yali.

When he knew that the gap between himself and Long Yuan was like a chasm, he rolled his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood again. He was furious and fainted again.

He didn't want to wake up.

If you give birth to him, why give birth to Long Yuan?

He is the son of the God King Tang San. He is extremely talented, and with the help of his father's spiritual consciousness left in his mind, his cultivation has been smooth and fast.

Whether it is forging or soul power cultivation, his conditions are unique.

The martial spirits are the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer, which are exactly the same as those of the God King Tang San.

Originally, based on his conditions, he could completely crush his contemporaries and reach the top of the Douluo Continent pyramid.

However, Long Yuan was like a big mountain, always pressing on his head. No matter what, he could not cross it.

Tang Wulin saw his father again, but he was not happy at all.

Tang San once told him that three spiritual imprints were left on him and could help him three times.

The first time was on the sea, mobilizing the power of Poseidon to stop the federal team led by Vast Sea Douluo. Tang San took action at the critical moment.

This was the second time, at the critical moment of Tang Wulin's life and death, his father appeared again and saved him again.

No matter how much his cultivation improves, one thing cannot be changed, that is, there will only be one chance for his father to appear in the future.

Unless he can return to the God Realm, otherwise, when the last chance is used up, he will never see his father again.

"I welcome everyone from Shrek Academy to come and watch the ceremony, but if anyone wants to cause trouble again, there will be consequences at your own risk!"

As Long Yuan spoke, the terrifying energy and blood in his body exploded, his fist turned golden, and he punched the sky fiercely.

Bang!

Rumble!

With a loud noise, the clouds in the sky were shattered, and a black hole in space with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared.

The void twisted and shook, and the whole world seemed to be shaking violently.

He didn't say the consequences, but this punch was enough to explain everything and his attitude.

Whoever dares to cause trouble will be punched by him, enough to kill him.

The previous battle between Long Yuan and Tang San's consciousness was terrifying in power. But as both men took action to protect their own side, no one was injured.

Although the surrounding buildings were affected to some extent, they were not damaged much.

"Let's continue!"

After saying that, he glanced at reporter Xiaofang, then threw the previously calcined piece of metal into the void again, and continued to control the flame for calcining.

After a short time, the piece of metal was burned red.

It looks like it has completely turned into a pile of crimson molten iron, which will flow down at any time.

But under Long Yuan's control, there was no omission and it stayed steadily in the void.

Suddenly, an unrivaled force of thought burst out from Long Yuan.

At that moment, he, who was already one with nature and man, seemed to become ethereal.

He raised his hand and punched out.

"hold head high……"

The passionate roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, and a huge chaotic dragon spurted out from Long Yuan's fist.

It's almost substantial, and it doesn't look much different from the real thing.

The chaos-colored giant dragon's beard and hair are spread out, and every scale is so clear, exuding a chaotic color, with more than a dozen colors faintly flowing on the surface.

The giant dragon ascended into the sky and slammed into the metal.

There was no change in the metal itself, and it seemed that it had not received any impact at all.

The dragon held the metal in its mouth and continued to rise.

Chaos light passed by, and the dragon soared into the sky.

The sky was roaring, the sky was twisting and shaking, and the souls of everyone present were trembling.

The piece of red-hot metal burst out with dazzling brilliance in an instant. The rays of light erupted were as much as three feet, as if there were still some starlight lingering around.

Thousand-forged super-grade, one foot of light, what about three feet?

The master craftsman Zhenhua, who was standing among the crowd, had a look of shock on his face.

This is a punch of spiritual training, a super-grade spiritual training.

He immediately judged that with this punch, Long Yuan had achieved spiritual training, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.

It's so scary.

He is worthy of being the person who has inherited the position of Dragon God, has reached the level of blacksmith and is capable of forging master's divine armor.

He was proud to have such an evil disciple.

Long Yuan did not use a forging hammer, but just punched, making the metal span the three levels of Hundred Forgings, Thousand Forgings, and Spiritual Forgings, and reached the highest level of Spiritual Forgings.

How terrifying?

There were many blacksmiths at the scene. When everyone saw the radiant metal, their faces showed a look of shock, and they were mesmerized.

They never thought that a blacksmith could complete forging in such a way. This is simply incredible.

Previously, metals were calcined with flames generated by controlling the fire element.

Then there’s the matter of forging metal with your fists.

Neither process uses a forging table.

This has surpassed everyone's cognition and broke the previous forging methods.

The metal began to fall, the light above was still bright, and there were clear dragon patterns hovering above it.

Long Yuan concentrated his mental power, and at this moment, his energy and spirit had reached its peak.

boom!

Long Yuan punched out again. (End of chapter)