However, if you directly use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to fight against the Jiudao Ren’s Kongming Palm, Song Li’s cultivation is like hitting a stone with an egg, and his entire arm will be shattered.

However, Song Li had this purple dragon python golden crown. The moment he came out of his palm, he placed the power of the purple dragon python golden crown in his palm, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm was sacrificed with its own power of ten times.

The palms faced each other, and a roaring sounded, and a mushroom-shaped halo spread from the two of them.

"What, you can forcefully catch my palm..." The wine Taoist knew that although Song Li had many trump cards and the strange purple fire was even more terrifying, the gap in cultivation was real. He originally thought that Song Li would fly away with the two-winged magic weapon behind him, and he had a plan for the next step, but he did not expect that Song Li would take over his palm wind.

"It's just a palm, I, Song Li, naturally, so why bother to make a fuss?" Song Li said relaxedly, but he was secretly complaining in his heart. The strong man on the fourth level of the clone was really powerful. Although he had already sacrificed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm by dozens of times, he was still at a disadvantage.

At this time, Song Li's palms had cracked at the tiger's mouth. Although it had the amplitude of the purple dragon python golden crown, and after the increase, the palm had the same power as the fourth-level powerful person in the clone, Song Li's own body was still a clone-level body. His palm naturally could not resist it, and his skin began to crack. Fortunately, this was just a skin trauma and did not affect combat power, but it just looked more cunning.

At this time, Song Li's heart moved, while ensuring the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he mobilized the imperial fire in his body.

"Ah..." The wine Taoist shouted, and the scorching pain came from his palm, cursing: "Song Li, you are shameless..."

Although Song Li was unable to sacrifice the Emperor Fire while sacrificed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he could mobilize the Emperor Fire to his palm and increase the temperature of his palm. Through Song Li's skin, the Jiu Taoist could not stand the scorching temperature of this temperature.

"If you don't agree, continue to face your palms." Song Li curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Song Li, don't be too proud too early." The wine Taoist snorted coldly, but he was very alert to Song Li. Not to mention strength, just by virtue of this wit, it made him feel difficult, but he still believed in that sentence, everything else in front of strength is inferior.

"Tiger Roaring Palm..." The wine Taoist took advantage of the gap and drank the wine in the pot again, and then sacrificed another palm.

However, this palm was not a close attack, but used the palm as a medium to blast out several qi, which was like the name of the palm. The qi came out like a tiger's roar, deafening.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The sound of footsteps like dozens of tigers descending the mountain rushed towards Song Li from far to near.

What's even more strange is that the whistling qi comes from the wind, which has a huge suction force. Even the weapons in the hands of the soldiers in the Mingce Mansion around him were attracted by this qi and spiraled like the qi.

"Song Li, don't you want to face the palms? Then go ahead and face the palms." The wine Taoist laughed and was quite proud.

Song Li was not afraid, but he didn't see the Jiu Taoist using his natal magic weapon for a long time. If the Jiu Taoist could have such combat power without using his natal magic weapon, then he would not have to fight this battle at all, and he would definitely lose.

"Hmph, the magic weapon of this wine Taoist is his wine gourd. The wine inside can continuously replenish his true energy and will never be able to drink it all." As if seeing Song Li's doubts, Song Yu shouted loudly from the side.

Song Li was also shocked after hearing this. Although the natal magic weapon of Jiudao Ren is strange, it is extremely practical. You should know that when practicing to the level of clone, the true energy consumed by one move is extremely large. Some exercises can drain the true energy in their body in almost one move. Then Jiudao Ren's natal magic weapon can keep him fighting, just like Song Li is both a cultivator and an alchemist. The true energy in his body can be replenished with elixirs. The only difference is that Jiudao Ren's wine is endless.

Knowing the magic weapon of the Jiudaoist, Song Li decided to fight quickly, otherwise he would be dragged to death by the Jiudaoist.

"Thunder God's Whip, Thirteen Segments of Breaking the Sky..."

At this moment, Song Li, as a clone-strong man, sacrificed these thirteen pieces of the air. After the power increase of his natal magic weapon, the Purple Dragon Python Golden Crown, the power burst out was more than a hundred times stronger than when he was in the Nascent Soul.

Each whip shadow was filled with golden light, more like a golden giant snake winding and circling in the air. These thirteen whip shadows broke through the air and made a buzzing sound. Each whip shadow was like a giant thorn, inserted into the wind of the howling palm of the wine Taoist.

"Bang……"

"Bang……"

"Bang……"

Countless sparks lit up in the air and then went out, and the human eyes could not see through it. Except for the two in the battle, no one knew how many rounds these thirteen whip shadows and the palm wind had faced each other.

"Boom..."

A loud bang of the sky, a dazzling light came out at the same time. When the light disappeared, the place where the palm wind and the whip shadow had turned into nothingness. It turned out that the various weapons that had stirred inside had disappeared.

"Having the Purple Dragon Python Golden Crown, the combat power is indeed terrifying." Looking at this scene, Ziyun Zhenren couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It is rare for Song Li to fight against the wine Taoist on the fourth level of the clone with the strength of the clone. You should know that the wine Taoist has a natal magic weapon like the wine in the pot, and can use all his strength in almost every move.

Song Li's performance made the Jiu Taoist even more murderous, and the clone was so powerful. If Song Li was allowed to develop, there would be no place for the Holy Lion Empire in the future.

It turns out that he didn't care about the affairs of the sect because the sect leader was his nephew. Now that Du Yun is dead, the Luye Sect must be managed by him. Not to mention Du Yun's grudge, even for the future development of the sect, he would definitely not let Song Li survive.

"Dream all over the sky..."

The wine Taoist snorted lightly, and a vast pressure appeared in front of Song Li. In a flash, this pressure became a identifiable aura of naked eyes, making Song Li's eyes hazy and feel like the sky is spinning.

"It's actually a mental attack..." Song Li murmured.

Under the dizzying power of Song Li, although he was clear inside, he had a headache and wanted to control his body, but he could not do anything.

Everyone was drunk, but I was awake alone. This was the drunken dream of the wine Taoist.

"Look, our prince is shaking when he walks..."

"It seems like I'm drunk..."

Others naturally could not feel the power of the drunken dreams of the wine Taoist in the sky, and they were also puzzled by Song Li's drunkenness.

"This is the method of mental attack?" Song Yu was very knowledgeable and saw the mystery at a glance. He wanted to get up and break it, but was pressed tightly by the real person Qingyuan.

Now, the real person Qingyuan is also in a difficult situation. He wants to not offend both sides, but when Song Yu appears, he understands that he must choose one side. In his opinion, Song Li has great potential, but he has not grown up in the end. At least he is not afraid of Song Li for the time being, but he cannot afford to offend the other side of the sect. Of course, this is not that he dares to offend the Taoist and his son, but that there are other reasons.

"Son...get it..."

After hearing this, he understood it and stood up and came to Song Li in the blink of an eye.

"Shameless, as a strong clone, he actually bullies one with two." Song Yu, who was dragged by Qingyuan, shouted and scolded.

Zi was already beside Song Li, but Song Li did not react at all. Although the people in the square were puzzled, they knew that His Royal Highness should have been subjected to some secret method. His spiritual sense was unclear, and he couldn't help but shout in unison:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

They wanted to wake Song Li up with unison.

The Jiu Taoist chuckled: "How can the power of ant break my confusion?"

However, as soon as the smile appeared on his face, it stopped abruptly.

"Who dares to bully my Long Ziyan's man?"

With a loud shout, Long Ziyan suddenly appeared, her pretty face was not angry, and her eyes were extremely sharp. After the awakening of the Dragon Clan's queen, Long Ziyan's temperament and appearance were so contradictory, but it could make people unable to stop. In Song Li's words, Long Ziyan was the gentle queen.

"Who is this person? He actually said that His Highness the Crown Prince is her man..."

"This woman is so beautiful..."

Even though she had looked at Song Li for so many charming glances, the most famous courtesan in the imperial capital could not help but feel ashamed when she saw Long Ziyan. It was not a comparison in appearance, but more of the kingly temperament that penetrated into Long Ziyan's actions, which made women lose the desire to compete with her.

"roar……"

Long Ziyan in the air, Tan Kuang slightly opened, but an unparalleled roar broke out. Her seemingly delicate body was now like a king, looking down on all living beings.

"This is the dragon roar..." The wine Taoist couldn't believe how could a woman who could roar the dragon roar come out at this critical moment?

"This is not a dragon roar fighting technique, but a real dragon roar... Could it be that this woman was the heir to the Dragon Clan's throne and the Dragon Clan Empress not long ago?" Qingyuan Zhenren traveled all over the continent and knew about the birth of a dragon queen, but he did not expect that the queen actually knew Song Li, and even said that Song Li was his man.

As soon as the dragon roar came out, Song Li, who had just fallen into a drunken and dying situation, suddenly became clear. He did not expect that the two powerful clones would use this method to prepare to kill him. Song Li was really angry at this time.

Just now, Long Ziyan said heroically that she was her man, Song Li could naturally hear it. Although this was the truth, it made Song Li sweat when he said it in front of such a person. However, Song Li didn't care. After the awakening of a generation of Dragon Emperor, Long Ziyan's personality was like this. Song Li knew that it was the legendary queen style.

Long Ziyan had already arrived next to Song Li at this time. Song Li took the opportunity to grab Long Ziyan's little hand in his hand, pinched it, and smiled and said, "Zi Yan, you are finally here."

Long Ziyan glanced at him, her face looked a little shy as a little woman, but when she thought that this place was so popular, she restrained herself and said calmly: "I rushed over after receiving your news."

"Looking at the prince's appearance, it seems that he is really the man of this woman..."

"Hehe, there is really a woman in this world who can control our prince..."

The people couldn't help laughing when they saw Song Li laughing in front of Long Ziyan. The worries just now disappeared because of this matter.
Chapter completed!