Chapter 245 The real body of the bright holy dragon
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Dong Tu Ying Wang
Chapter 245 The real body of the bright holy dragon
"President, can I come and have a look?" Huo Yuhao asked hesitantly.
He was shocked. He never expected Wei Xuan to grow to such a level that he could challenge Title Douluo in more than two years.
This gap made him desperate, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
He really wanted to see if Wei Xuan really had the strength to compete with Titled Douluo, if not, he would feel better in his heart.
"What are you going to see, it's better to stay with other students." Yan Shaozhe refused without thinking.
Not only would Huo Yuhao not be able to help him in the slightest, it also required them to devote their efforts to take care of him.
In case of any accident, wouldn't he be a disservice?
Huo Yuhao felt disappointed and nodded in a depressed mood.
"Little Junior Brother, let's not make trouble." He Caitou walked to Huo Yuhao's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly.
"Shao Zhe, bring Huo Yuhao and let him gain insight," said Mu En.
Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up, he cast a grateful look at Mu En, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, I will definitely not cause trouble."
"Yes, teacher." Although Yan Shaozhe was reluctant, since the teacher opened his mouth, he would not object.
Behind Wei Xuan, the ice phoenix wings unfolded and flew out of the city first. The wings were like crystals, radiating the afterglow of the setting sun.
Long Xiaoyao followed Wei Xuan, Kong Deming and Le Qing followed closely.
Jing Hongchen moved slightly slower, and followed Meng Hongchen and Xu Yanqing.
Lin Jiayi wanted to go too, but he was also in charge of these students, so he didn't follow, and also found a hotel to stay.
Mu En and others also followed and left Maple Leaf City together.
To the northeast of Maple Leaf City, twenty miles away, this area is full of potholes, not suitable for farming, and uninhabited.
Wei Xuan stood in the air, his wings flapped lightly behind his back, his white clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, and his temperament was detached from the dust.
Moon was just [-] meters in front of him, his body was hunched and it was difficult to stand upright.
His movements are a little weird now, his upper body is bent forward, his legs are upright, as if he is salute to Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan didn't take advantage of him, he staggered his position with Mu En, not directly across from him.
Kong Deming, Yan Shaozhe and others all stood at a distance, keeping a distance of one mile from them.
This distance is not too far for soul masters, they can see the battle in the distance, and it will not disturb them.
"Let's start!" Mu En's old voice sounded, and his body lit up with golden light.
"Ang" sounded, and Mu En's breath became bright and holy, as if it could evolve all souls.
The golden light faded, became white gold, and turned white again in an instant, and a strong white light gathered behind Mu En.
The white light changed, condensed, and the outline of a giant dragon appeared, and then became clear, a white dragon appeared behind Mu En, lifelike.
This is Mu En's martial spirit, the Bright Sacred Dragon, which belongs to the purer dragon clan martial spirit.
The martial soul phantom appeared, followed by the spirit ring.
Nine spirit rings rose from the soles of Mu En's feet, two yellow, one purple, three black, and three red, exceeding the normal proportion of spirit rings.
Mu En's nine spirit rings were all absorbed by his true abilities, not using some secret method to increase the age of the spirit rings.
The fourth soul ring is ten thousand years old, and the seventh soul ring is 10 years old. This shows how extraordinary he is.
If he is not paralyzed and not bound by rules, then he can be said to be a god.
His aptitude is comparable to that of the seven ancestors of Shrek ten thousand years ago, but unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era.
In the distance, when Le Qing, Kong Deming and others saw Mu En's spirit ring, they were all shocked.
However, the surprise didn't last long, and everyone's mood returned to calm.
I've seen Wei Xuan's more exaggerated soul ring ratio, and at most, I'm a little surprised when I see this, but it won't be too shocking.
Long Xiaoyao's emotions were complicated, and he felt that he hadn't seen these nine spirit rings for almost a hundred years.
Looking at Mu En's nine spirit rings, Wei Xuan nodded in satisfaction, not letting himself down.
The whole body lit up with a light blue light, and the same sound of Long Ling sounded, not as loud as Mu En, but more majestic, like the king of dragons.
The ancient ice dragon emerged from the void behind Wei Xuan and moved slowly around Wei Xuan. The cold air overflowed, and frost appeared in the air.
Six spirit rings rose from the soles of Wei Xuan's feet, four black and two orange, the radiance was breathtaking, the energy washed away, setting off a wave of icy cold air.
Mu En's initial burst of breath was powerful and inexplicable, and it swept the world and felt irresistible.
That was the energy fluctuation belonging to Limit Douluo, and gradually, the breath began to weaken.
Soon, Mu En's aura became weaker several times, reaching level 91 soul power level.
"I won't keep my hand. If I can't hold it, it's better to admit defeat, so as not to cause irreversible damage," Moon reminded.
After releasing his martial spirit, he was less kind and easy-going than before, more dignified and solemn, and had a sense of holiness.
In his opinion, Wei Xuan is a bit too big, and he is definitely the top among his peers, and no one can surpass him.
Even if it was him, not to mention the same age as Wei Xuan, even if he was a dozen years older, he would not be his opponent.
But after all, he is not someone of the same generation as Wei Xuan, and even if he suppresses his strength, it is not something he can defeat.
"I hope you can really force me to the point of admitting defeat." Wei Xuan smiled lightly, always calm and confident.
Mu En's turbid eyes became sharp, the bright breath skyrocketed, and the darkened sky was illuminated by him.
The seventh spirit ring on the body lights up, and the holy dragon of light activates.
"Ang" Mu En shouted in the sky, roaring like a dragon, his voice shook the sky, he rose into the sky, his body became illusory, and the surrounding white light was rich.
After rushing out a few hundred meters, his body completely disappeared, and a white dragon rushed out of the white light.
The white dragon is hundreds of zhang long, with a sturdy body, and its white scales shimmer with white luster.
This means that Muen's strength has been suppressed to level 91, if he uses his ultimate strength.
At this time, the white dragon is at least a thousand meters long, and its aura will be several times more terrifying than it is now. That is the real bright holy dragon.
It was a last resort to use it as soon as it came up. Mu En was paralyzed, and it was inconvenient to fly with his body hunched over, not to mention fighting?
Turning into a holy dragon of light is the most suitable fighting method for him now.
Mu En used Wuhun's real body, and Wei Xuan would not be careless.
The heavy pupil appeared, and the runes in it flashed, containing the supreme rules, constantly overflowing the chaotic energy, affecting the surrounding space.
"Heavy pupils, Chaos God Armor" Wei Xuan whispered, a large amount of Chaos Qi lingering around him.
Chaos Qi is closely connected to the skin, and the gaseous Chaos Qi begins to solidify and becomes the shape of a battle armor.
The dark gray Chaos God Armor is as deep as an abyss, mysterious and ancient, as if nurtured by chaos and born with heaven and earth.
The appearance of the Chaos God Armor raised Wei Xuan's aura and his combat power.
The ancient ice dragon appeared in front of Wei Xuan, its body shrunk and changed, and an ice blue long sword hovered in the air, sharp and cold.
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"President, can I come and have a look?" Huo Yuhao asked hesitantly.
He was shocked. He never expected Wei Xuan to grow to such a level that he could challenge Title Douluo in more than two years.
This gap made him desperate, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
He really wanted to see if Wei Xuan really had the strength to compete with Titled Douluo, if not, he would feel better in his heart.
"What are you going to see, it's better to stay with other students." Yan Shaozhe refused without thinking.
Not only would Huo Yuhao not be able to help him in the slightest, it also required them to devote their efforts to take care of him.
In case of any accident, wouldn't he be a disservice?
Huo Yuhao felt disappointed and nodded in a depressed mood.
"Little Junior Brother, let's not make trouble." He Caitou walked to Huo Yuhao's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly.
"Shao Zhe, bring Huo Yuhao and let him gain insight," said Mu En.
Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up, he cast a grateful look at Mu En, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, I will definitely not cause trouble."
"Yes, teacher." Although Yan Shaozhe was reluctant, since the teacher opened his mouth, he would not object.
Behind Wei Xuan, the ice phoenix wings unfolded and flew out of the city first. The wings were like crystals, radiating the afterglow of the setting sun.
Long Xiaoyao followed Wei Xuan, Kong Deming and Le Qing followed closely.
Jing Hongchen moved slightly slower, and followed Meng Hongchen and Xu Yanqing.
Lin Jiayi wanted to go too, but he was also in charge of these students, so he didn't follow, and also found a hotel to stay.
Mu En and others also followed and left Maple Leaf City together.
To the northeast of Maple Leaf City, twenty miles away, this area is full of potholes, not suitable for farming, and uninhabited.
Wei Xuan stood in the air, his wings flapped lightly behind his back, his white clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, and his temperament was detached from the dust.
Moon was just [-] meters in front of him, his body was hunched and it was difficult to stand upright.
His movements are a little weird now, his upper body is bent forward, his legs are upright, as if he is salute to Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan didn't take advantage of him, he staggered his position with Mu En, not directly across from him.
Kong Deming, Yan Shaozhe and others all stood at a distance, keeping a distance of one mile from them.
This distance is not too far for soul masters, they can see the battle in the distance, and it will not disturb them.
"Let's start!" Mu En's old voice sounded, and his body lit up with golden light.
"Ang" sounded, and Mu En's breath became bright and holy, as if it could evolve all souls.
The golden light faded, became white gold, and turned white again in an instant, and a strong white light gathered behind Mu En.
The white light changed, condensed, and the outline of a giant dragon appeared, and then became clear, a white dragon appeared behind Mu En, lifelike.
This is Mu En's martial spirit, the Bright Sacred Dragon, which belongs to the purer dragon clan martial spirit.
The martial soul phantom appeared, followed by the spirit ring.
Nine spirit rings rose from the soles of Mu En's feet, two yellow, one purple, three black, and three red, exceeding the normal proportion of spirit rings.
Mu En's nine spirit rings were all absorbed by his true abilities, not using some secret method to increase the age of the spirit rings.
The fourth soul ring is ten thousand years old, and the seventh soul ring is 10 years old. This shows how extraordinary he is.
If he is not paralyzed and not bound by rules, then he can be said to be a god.
His aptitude is comparable to that of the seven ancestors of Shrek ten thousand years ago, but unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era.
In the distance, when Le Qing, Kong Deming and others saw Mu En's spirit ring, they were all shocked.
However, the surprise didn't last long, and everyone's mood returned to calm.
I've seen Wei Xuan's more exaggerated soul ring ratio, and at most, I'm a little surprised when I see this, but it won't be too shocking.
Long Xiaoyao's emotions were complicated, and he felt that he hadn't seen these nine spirit rings for almost a hundred years.
Looking at Mu En's nine spirit rings, Wei Xuan nodded in satisfaction, not letting himself down.
The whole body lit up with a light blue light, and the same sound of Long Ling sounded, not as loud as Mu En, but more majestic, like the king of dragons.
The ancient ice dragon emerged from the void behind Wei Xuan and moved slowly around Wei Xuan. The cold air overflowed, and frost appeared in the air.
Six spirit rings rose from the soles of Wei Xuan's feet, four black and two orange, the radiance was breathtaking, the energy washed away, setting off a wave of icy cold air.
Mu En's initial burst of breath was powerful and inexplicable, and it swept the world and felt irresistible.
That was the energy fluctuation belonging to Limit Douluo, and gradually, the breath began to weaken.
Soon, Mu En's aura became weaker several times, reaching level 91 soul power level.
"I won't keep my hand. If I can't hold it, it's better to admit defeat, so as not to cause irreversible damage," Moon reminded.
After releasing his martial spirit, he was less kind and easy-going than before, more dignified and solemn, and had a sense of holiness.
In his opinion, Wei Xuan is a bit too big, and he is definitely the top among his peers, and no one can surpass him.
Even if it was him, not to mention the same age as Wei Xuan, even if he was a dozen years older, he would not be his opponent.
But after all, he is not someone of the same generation as Wei Xuan, and even if he suppresses his strength, it is not something he can defeat.
"I hope you can really force me to the point of admitting defeat." Wei Xuan smiled lightly, always calm and confident.
Mu En's turbid eyes became sharp, the bright breath skyrocketed, and the darkened sky was illuminated by him.
The seventh spirit ring on the body lights up, and the holy dragon of light activates.
"Ang" Mu En shouted in the sky, roaring like a dragon, his voice shook the sky, he rose into the sky, his body became illusory, and the surrounding white light was rich.
After rushing out a few hundred meters, his body completely disappeared, and a white dragon rushed out of the white light.
The white dragon is hundreds of zhang long, with a sturdy body, and its white scales shimmer with white luster.
This means that Muen's strength has been suppressed to level 91, if he uses his ultimate strength.
At this time, the white dragon is at least a thousand meters long, and its aura will be several times more terrifying than it is now. That is the real bright holy dragon.
It was a last resort to use it as soon as it came up. Mu En was paralyzed, and it was inconvenient to fly with his body hunched over, not to mention fighting?
Turning into a holy dragon of light is the most suitable fighting method for him now.
Mu En used Wuhun's real body, and Wei Xuan would not be careless.
The heavy pupil appeared, and the runes in it flashed, containing the supreme rules, constantly overflowing the chaotic energy, affecting the surrounding space.
"Heavy pupils, Chaos God Armor" Wei Xuan whispered, a large amount of Chaos Qi lingering around him.
Chaos Qi is closely connected to the skin, and the gaseous Chaos Qi begins to solidify and becomes the shape of a battle armor.
The dark gray Chaos God Armor is as deep as an abyss, mysterious and ancient, as if nurtured by chaos and born with heaven and earth.
The appearance of the Chaos God Armor raised Wei Xuan's aura and his combat power.
The ancient ice dragon appeared in front of Wei Xuan, its body shrunk and changed, and an ice blue long sword hovered in the air, sharp and cold.
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(End of this chapter)
