Inside the genius list.

Luo Zhen was thinking, and he was looking at Ao Ling. He was checking Ao Ling's realm.

Ao Ling's realm has reached the ninth level of the Holy Seal Realm, and he is only one step away from being promoted to the Little Saint Realm!

You know, what appeared in front of Luo Zhen at this time was just the young phantom that Ao Ling left here at the beginning. He could cultivate to the ninth level of the Holy Seal at this age. I have to say that Ao Ling is indeed very powerful.

Of course, compared with the monster Luo Zhen, Ao Ling is still much worse. After all, Luo Zhen is younger and has also practiced to the third level of the Holy Seal Realm.

Although there are six small realms and Ao Ling, Luo Zhen is still full of confidence.

He has many tricks, and it is no problem to deal with Ao Ling!

At this time, Ao Ling on the opposite side spoke, and stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "Ten breaths, only ten breaths are needed, this saint can completely defeat you and drive you out of the True Dragon Genre List."

"Why are you all the same personality? Your eyes are on your head and you look down on others," Luo Zhen spread his hands and said helplessly.

"From my perspective, although you are not weak, you may not be my Luo Zhen's opponent."

"Oh, since you said that, I'm afraid your opponent is a waste, which will disappoint you so much." Saint Dragon Ao Ling said with a slight squinted eyes.

"It's not a waste, I'm still a little bit powerful. Speaking of this person, maybe you know him, his name is Jia Wudao." Luo Zhen said.

"Ga Wudao? Well, Ga Wudao does have some ability. If you can defeat him, it means you are not bad," Ao Ling said with a calm face.

"But so what? This saint never takes Kawudao seriously. Even if you defeat him, you are destined to be no match for this saint."

As he said that, Ao Ling's body shook and disappeared directly from the spot.

At the same time, Luo Zhen instantly noticed a murderous intent attack!

This murderous intent was everywhere, spreading his ups and downs and lefts, making it impossible for him to tell which direction Ao Ling would attack.

Subconsciously, Luo Zhen opened his Xuanhuang Holy Body to the extreme, and waves of yellow light suddenly emanated from the surface of his body.

As the yellow beam appeared, Luo Zhen instantly felt and suddenly turned around. Sure enough, Ao Ling had already appeared behind him without knowing it, and punched him out!

A huge fist mark hit Luo Zhen's chest that had just turned around. Luo Zhen was hit in the chest without even reacting.

There was a "bang" sound!

The terrifying fist force blasted Luo Zhen thousands of meters away, and a white mark was drawn in the void. As well, the white clouds around him were shattered by the aftermath of fist force.

Luo Zhen retreated for a long time before he could barely stop his body. Then his throat turned sweet and he spit out a touch of red blood.

"First breath." Ao Ling slowly withdrew his fist and said in a plain tone.

Luo Zhen was both shocked and angry.

"This guy is so strong! The punch just now was so powerful, and my little holy realm's body was also slightly injured!" Luo Zhen said in shock while wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, his body was strong enough to reach the Little Holy Realm, otherwise he would have been blown up by a punch at this time.

At the same time, it can also be seen that although Ao Ling is only at the ninth level of the Holy Seal Realm, he can penetrate the physical body of the small holy realm.

This guy can also challenge him to a certain extent!

Fortunately, Luo Zhen has a very strong foundation and recovered from his injuries in a moment, leaving no hidden dangers.

Opposite, Ao Ling's expression was very surprised.

He didn't expect that his full punch would only cause this effect. He originally thought that even if this punch could not blow Luo Zhen out, it would at least hurt Luo Zhen seriously.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhen just shook his body gently and wiped out all the injuries he had just caused.

"I have never seen a mere Holy See practitioner who can take my punch head-on and never die. It seems that it is not unfair to lose to you." Holy Dragon Ao Ling said coldly.

"A mere Holy See? Hey, aren't you also the Holy See realm?" Luo Zhen sneered.

"I'm different from you," Ao Ling shook his head and then said, "It's been five breaths now. I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Be prepared to die!"

"Ten Thousand Dragon Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Ling waved his fist and smashed Luo Zhen hard!

In an instant, dense golden fist marks appeared in the void, and these fist marks instantly condensed together, turning into a hideous golden dragon and rushed towards Luo Zhen's anger.

It is also the Ten Thousand Dragon Fist, but the power displayed by Ao Ling is many times stronger than that used by the black dragon Ao Xu before!

Facing the attacking golden dragon, Luo Zhen did not dare to be careless. He swung his sleeves, and Huntianhuo and Jinhuangtianhuo shot out at the same time, and instantly condensed into a terrifying flame lotus.

Luo Fuhuo Lian!

The flames emitted by Luo Nuhuo Lian almost burned through the void, smashing towards the golden dragon like a meteorite.

This is not over yet. Luo Zhen summoned seven medium-grade spiritual treasures, Hunyuan Xinggang Sword, formed the Seven-Star Killing Formation, and trapped Ao Ling inside.

"boom!!"

Luo Nuhuo Lian and the golden dragon formed by the fist print collided fiercely, and a mushroom cloud soared into the sky burst out. Then, in Ao Ling's surprised gaze, Luo Nuhuo Lian pierced through the golden dragon and continued to smash it towards him.

"You kid can actually break the Ten Thousand Dragon Fist of this Saint?" Ao Ling was really shocked.

Wandao Dragon Fist is one of his best trump cards, with extremely powerful power, but now he is not the opponent of the flame lotus.

This really shocked Ao Ling and was simply unacceptable!

However, he didn't have time to think about it because Luo Nuhuo Lian had already dragged his long tail flame and a terrifying sword formation appeared around him.

"Boom boom!!"

Luo Nuhuo Lian hit Ao Ling hard, triggering a steaming sea of ​​fire.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Seven Star Killing Formation also exuded great power, spitting out terrifying sword auras, which was like a sea, completely submerging Ao Ling.

Ao Ling suddenly fell into a state of rushing.

"This! This is not an ordinary flame! It turns out to be the heavenly fire, no, there is another one that is the immortal fire?!"

"Ahhhh! What kind of sword formation is this? Why is the sword gang so powerful!"

Inside the sword formation, Ao Ling roared repeatedly, and embarrassedly resisted the double attacks of Fire Lotus and Saber Gang.

Luo Zhen breathed a little relieved.

At present, whether it is his Luo Nuhuo Lotus or the Seven Stars Killing Formation after its powerful increase, it can cause unacceptable damage to Ao Ling.

With the ten fingers of both hands bounced, Luo Zhen mobilized the demonic power in his body and exerted the power of the Seven Stars Killing Formation to the extreme.

The light of the sword formation skyrocketed, and more terrifying black sword auras were spewing out, attacking Ao Ling frantically.

Although the single black sword aura is not as powerful as the Luo Nuhuo Lotus, it is because it is extremely large. Even Ao Ling can't stand the injuries caused by the combined sword aura.

Not only did he fall into a disadvantage, but he was beaten without any backhand.

After a few breaths.

Luo Zhen controlled Luo Nuhuo Lian and the sword formation while chuckling, "Ao Ling, now ten breaths have passed, you don't seem to have invited me out of the True Dragon Genre List."

"Not only did I not go out, I also completely suppressed you. What do you have to say?"
Chapter completed!