3149: C3149 The Terror of Dragon Flames

C3149 The Terror of Dragon Flames

Long Ling was cold and detached, and her originally lively eyes became filled with an icy cold killing intent. She looked at her surroundings, as if nothing could enter her eyes. All the surrounding martial artists were in her sight, cold and noble.

Long Yan regretted that he had grown too slow, and that the heavens had actually turned his beloved Dragon Spirit into such a state. His Divine Dragon Soul s seemed to be rushing out of his body, and his killing intent, the stench of blood, surged out from his body. If he truly lost his Dragon Spirit, he would go crazy and he would die.

He would stir the world, he would bury the Three Realms with his dead love.

"Long Yan, what's wrong with you? You have to calm down right now." Jin Xuanmeng was extremely gentle, and her tears could not stop flowing. With her white fingers, she firmly grabbed onto Long Yan and hugged him in her embrace, no matter how cold the dragon spirit was, no matter how much of a mental blow she gave Long Yan, she was still Long Yan's protective talisman. For Long Yan to stand in front of the dragon spirit for her, at that moment, she was already incomparably moved.

She unceasingly used her slender and gentle fingers to comfort Long Yan, and to soothe all the unhappiness in his heart.

Because of her gentleness and her care, Long Yan gradually retracted the aura of slaughter in his heart. He felt warmth, and he did not completely lose it.

Long Yan cried painfully like a child in Jin Xuanmeng's arms.

On the Heaven's Path Sword Sect's side, everyone was looking in Long Yan's direction, but no one laughed at him because of it. Even the Blue Dragon was looking at Long Yan strangely.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment. Those warriors were all looking towards Long Yan's direction.

However, the redness on his face seemed to cover his entire face, followed by his arms and chest.

Long Yan didn't know what had happened to him, and the color of his skin, had actually turned from a blood-red to a transparent white light.

"Long Yan, no matter what happens, I will never leave you. Believe me, Miss Long Ling, she must have met with some kind of change, perhaps she suffered from such an abnormality, some kind of excitement, and maybe there's even a chance for a change. I don't believe that after loving you all so deeply, she will treat you so cruelly, and we should be more rational.

"Big Brother Yan, cheer up, I beg you, I love you, I love you, that isn't me, don't be affected by that dragon spirit …"

In Long Yan's mind, another familiar voice suddenly rang, and he was shocked awake. That extremely familiar voice just now, was too familiar, he had not noticed it before.

This voice definitely came from within his mind, and it wasn't his own thoughts.

"Xiao Ling, where are you? If the girl in front of you wasn't you, then where is the real you? Why is the girl's aura and your aura exactly the same?"

This was the third time that such a familiar voice sounded in Long Yan's mind. He believed that this time, it was definitely not an illusion.

"Yes, you're right. I shouldn't be affected by anything in the outside world. Something must have happened. I can feel the deep love that Long Ling has for me. She hasn't left yet. That Long Ling might have had everything from me, but she isn't."

Long Yan firmed his own confidence. Perhaps, it was because the dragon spirit had escaped from his sect master's father in order to escape from Wang Long's tutelage, and wanted to escape from Lin Lan's care.

Long Yan did not care about the strange changes that happened to his body. Even though it was so red that it looked like new skin, as if he was about to be reborn, he did not care about all these.

Just as no one knew what would happen next, suddenly, a change happened to Wang Long.

His body smashed towards the center of the square. That terrifying imposing aura, boom! A wave of energy smashed into the ground.

He was favored by the heavens, and the enormous sword aura was flowing through his body. He first looked at the many experts from the sword faction, and when Long Yan was in pain earlier, he had already roughly understood everything that had happened during the recent Divine Demon Illusion Realm, as well as all of his younger brother's encounters.

Of course, there were some things that Wang Long could say after the Azure Dragon deliberately exaggerated. It could be said that standing in the center of the arena, he was a person that he incomparably hated.

His gaze was like a sword amidst the fiendish aura of blood, slaughtering all living creatures and sweeping across the eyes of the martial practitioners present.

No one dared to look into his eyes because of his unrestrained aura of sword energy. Many people lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze. Such domineering aura was as if they had met the descendant of a deity.

In fact, the sword qi in his body was revolving around him. He seemed incomparably furious, because his younger brother, Wang Yue, actually died such a miserable death. The friendship between the two brothers was extremely deep.

"Why? Who was it that killed my younger brother? Who dares to do such a thing?! Come out, come out!"

Wang Long used his fastest speed to suddenly rush towards the closest martial artist and grabbed his collar.

"Is it you, is it?" He roared.

The martial artist was frightened to the point that his face turned pale and he couldn't speak.1

"Don't be afraid. I know it's not you. If that person has the guts, he'll stand out and dare to kill my, Wang Long's, younger brother. I want to see if that guy has the guts to stand out. What strength does he have to dare to do that? Hahahaha …"

Wang Long laughed out loud, "There really is someone who dares to overestimate himself and kill my brother, and all the heroes, warriors, and high-level experts of large and small forces are present today. For the sake of watching my battle with that kid, you actually waited for a day and a night.

When he was killed because of his younger brother, he let out a howl, and the hatred in his heart began to spread.

He naturally knew that that person was Long Yan, and he was not unfamiliar with the name Long Yan. Seven years ago, he had often heard this name from the mouth of the Dragon Spirit at that time.

He wanted to humiliate Long Yan, but it was a pity that he was wrong. When he yelled that out in anger, everyone looked towards the Holy Palace at the same time. Long Yan calmed himself down from the sadness in his heart and looked at Wang Long as well.

Instead, they looked at him helplessly. Those fiery eyes were filled with a powerful aura of slaughter, and similarly, they were filled with the same horrifying slaughter as Wang Long …

Long Yan did not come forward, but Wang Long only exchanged a few glances with Long Yan. He originally thought that this young man was not much, but he was actually only at the eighth level of the Divine Soul Realm.

Suddenly, he felt it, felt Long Yan's body emitting an extremely huge power, and even an extremely terrifying aura. This aura, was like a terrifying ferocious beast, even more terrifying than his Divine Soul Dragon, and was even above him.

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