The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It was so special that even though Wang Muyu had mastered the power of the Dragon descendants of hundreds of families, he had searched his own memory and had no idea what ability Qiao Yanyuan had.

“His heart is very complicated.” Yi Jianchuan looked up at Qiao Yanyuan’s avatar high above and frowned. He could hear some terrible sounds pouring out of the avatar’s heart like a torrent and waterfall. It was as if countless creatures were imprisoned inside, very noisy and very harsh.

Yi Jianchuan immediately determined that it was these sounds from different spaces that were accumulated in this person’s body, which gave this avatar such amazing combat power.

It was like a balloon that was constantly expanding.

even a clone can use such a special dragon descendant ability? ” Wang Muyu gritted his teeth.

BOOM!

At the same time, he didn’t hide it at all. After he covered Yi Jianchuan with a layer of spiritual shield, he stomped on the ground and turned into a beam of spiritual light that rushed into the sky. This move was earth-shattering, and the surrounding seven-colored divine mountain exploded into pieces of glass that scattered in all directions.

Wang Muyu’s small fist was covered in seven-colored patterns. It exploded with a blazing light, like an ancient forbidden spell, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

In an instant, the nine Heavens and ten lands were collapsing.

The avatar’s expression did not change. His eyes followed Wang Muyu’s movements and he opened his hands to receive the punch.

A huge explosion occurred in the sky, and the impact of the sun-piercing energy also destroyed the seven colored mountain in the distance, directly crushing it into dust.

“Just this?”

The clone was obviously not afraid of Wang Muyu’s attack. It grabbed Wang Muyu’s fist and threw him out. The strong inertia caused Wang Muyu to pierce through several mountains.

Although such a battle between true dragons had been recorded in movies in the modern cultivation world, it was rare to see such a direct sense of oppression from a close distance.

Yi Jianchuan clenched his fists. As a teacher, he knew very clearly that he couldn’t intervene in this battle.

Whether it was Wang Muyu or this clone, their combat power was far above his. The Saint realm was the strongest realm below the Dao realm, and above the Dao realm was the ancestor realm. These two were probably already in the ancestor realm. This was a legendary realm that only existed in the ancient times.

Yi Jianchuan didn’t expect that his old bones would be able to witness the battle of the ancestral realm with his own eyes.

“Kill!

Inside the clone’s body, the countless Qiao Yanyuan who had been sucked in from the parallel Space were all roaring in anger. They were almost hysterical. Before they completed their mission, they would forever be a part of the clone’s body, unable to return to the parallel Space.

Therefore, they were all anxious. Although they were unwilling to stay in their avatars, they just wanted to finish their tasks as soon as possible. This was why they were forced to unite.

Wang Muyu’s punch just now was only to test his strength and did not really release his full combat power. He thought that he would be able to figure out the avatar’s true combat power the moment he came into contact with it.

But at this moment, he still couldn’t make an accurate estimate of the avatar in front of him.

“Is it me who’s still absorbing other parallel universes? Wang Muyu became nervous. It was the first time he felt a sense of crisis. He was not afraid of getting hurt, nor was he afraid of being captured.

However, his teacher, Sword Saint Hua Xiu, was also here. He was worried that he would not be able to protect his teacher.

At this moment, the clones in Qiao Yanyuan’s body roared. Countless pairs of invisible dragon claws extended from his back and exploded with the strongest qi and blood. Like a flood of beasts, they clawed at Wang Muyu from all directions.

“Even the limbs can become a part of the body?” Wang Muyu and Yi Jianchuan were stunned.

These extended dragon claws had their own thoughts. One wave went to grab

Wang Muyu, and the other wave went to carve runes in the void behind the avatar.

“The end of the Dragon God!”

A huge ancient array lit up in the void, releasing astonishing magical power fluctuations and directly imprisoning the entire world. Under this immense pressure, the seven-colored mountains were uprooted one after another, and the entire inner world was annihilated and destroyed.

Qiao Yanyuan’s clone stood in the air like a demonic god. The crystal-like body of the mutant gave off a dazzling light.

“I’ll fight you to the death!”

Wang Muyu put his hands together, and spirit light surged in his hands, forming a glass horn. This was the first time he had used his dragon descendant magical artifact.

Even when he was in an embarrassing state during the battle with Jing ze, he had not been able to force Wang Muyu to this extent.

At that moment, the clone laughed. “Finally, you’ve used your Dragon-related magical treasure.”

The value of the glass horn was self-evident.

It was equivalent to the essence of Wang Muyu’s life. It was a dragon descendant magical artifact that gathered the best of hundreds of families and could be said to be the most precious of all dragon descendant magical artifacts!

Moreover, the glass horn had a strong growth potential.

The reason why they wanted to bring Wang Muyu back was to let this little guy acknowledge his ancestors and not recognize a thief as his father.

On the other hand, he was also here for Wang Muyu’s dragon descendant magical artifact.

A Dragon’s magical weapon was the most precious item on a Dragon’s body. Even if it was damaged a little, it would cause the Dragon to suffer a corresponding backlash. It could be said that it was one of the vital points of a Dragon’s body.

As long as he could hold onto this Dragon-related magical treasure, it would be much easier to control this little fellow than he had imagined!

“Hmph!”

Wang Muyu snorted. He puffed up his face and blew the glass horn with all his might! In an instant, the entire inner world shook. A huge glass Dragon appeared out of thin air behind Wang Muyu like a Dharma idol. He held a long saber and slashed horizontally.

Buzzzzzz!

With just one slash, the tens of thousands of dragon claws were chopped off in an instant.

it’s actually a summoning Dharma artifact, a Kasaya! Qiao Yanyuan’s clone was surprised. He had not expected the glazed horn to be a summoning-type Dharma artifact.

For a time, his mind was filled with thoughts. But even if he had gone through the history of the dragon clan, he would never have thought that there was such a long-saber wielding glass Dragon God in the long history of the dragon clan.

Just who was this divine being?