4133: C4133 A New Round of Metamorphosis

C4133 A New Round of Metamorphosis

Everyone looked at Long Yan and Little Lion in shock. The only reason they had Little Lion help them was because he wanted him to face the tribulation easier in the future.

Lei Yunxiao and the others all knew that even the fierce beast that Long Yan tamed was not simple. It was so fierce, a man and a lion fighting against the Demonic Soul Heavenly Curse.

Because of their talents, they were envied by the heavens. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to help Long Yan.

It could be said that their main target was still Long Yan, because the Evil Soul Heavenly Curse was still mainly aimed at Long Yan. Little Lion, on the other hand, had disturbed and attracted Long Yan, creating some favourable conditions for him.

He continued to delve deeper.

Long Yan and Little Lion went deeper and deeper into the Dragon Yang Mountain, causing the destructive power to grow. The demonic beasts that spew demonic qi could cause the destruction of countless divine plants on the ground.

Roar!

The devil fire spouted out, Little Lion spewed out the blazing sun at the same time, the two flames clashed with a loud bang, Little Lion seized the opportunity and attacked with Devouring the Heavens and the Earth.

Under the crazily burning sensation, Little Lion opened his mouth wide and actually started to quickly devour the black devilish flames.

Long Yan continued to weaken the magical beast as he crazily devoured the power of the Demonic Soul.

Roar!

The Demonic Soul Heavenly Curse had turned into a rock covered monster. It stared at Long Yan with flames burning in its eyes. It could tell that it was enraged to the extreme. It let out a roar and continued to charge at Long Yan crazily.

Facing such a terrifying divine tribulation, there was not even a trace of pressure. After all, this was the Divine Dragon Empire Region, and even though the divine tribulation had received a world level difference, it was still more terrifying than the Holy Dynasty Continent's, but its size was not that huge. Even so, it was four to five times bigger than Little Lion's.

The mountain rocks exploded, and the endless space trembled. Many warriors of the 6th level of the Underworld were stupefied by the powerful divine tribulation.

They tried their best to maintain a certain distance, so as to not hurt themselves, Long Yan became braver the more they fought. If there was no demon in his heart, then it would be difficult for him to control his mind. After all, it was impossible for him to control the Ancestral Divine Dragon Soul.

Long Yan's body was full of power. In fact, he really needed to release it. When the Heavenly Dao Demon Beast was summoned by the Demonic Soul, Long Yan could use it to vent his anger.

The demonic flames surged and surged endlessly. Wherever it went, everything within tens of thousands of meters was completely destroyed and burned clean.

If these Divine Spirit Grass were to be destroyed in such a manner in the Holy Dynasty Continent, it would definitely cause everyone's heart to ache to death.

Such a terrifying Demonic Soul Heavenly Curse attracted more and more people to watch the battle. They were all looking forward to it and did not know that Long Yan was able to endure such a horrifying divine tribulation.

Roar!

They were filled with enchantment, and they were full of flirtatious looks towards Long Yan. Long Yan would not be courteous to these devils, and if it was anyone else, they would have already been confused by the sound of the space and mixed with these bewitching devils, but Long Yan did not.

This was what was so heaven defying about him.

Don't panic!

"You evildoers, kill!" "How dare you disturb my mind!"

Long Yan, with both swords in his hands, slaughtered to his heart's content.

The sword light shot into the sky, spreading out for tens of thousands of meters!

"Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Net Mantra Spell!" Kill all the evildoers! Kill! Kill! " Long Yan had killed him.

The crowd saw that the devils from the devils had almost no chance to resist and were mercilessly killed. However, more devils rushed over and surrounded Long Yan, swallowing him whole.

Moreover, in that space full of demonic qi, it began to be filled with endless explosions. BOOM! "Boom!

Countless witches were laughing in that space.

"Long Yan, accept your death. No matter how strong you are, you will not be able to escape the slaughter of the Heavenly Dao. Die, hehe …" "Innumerable sinister demon notes fill the entire sky."0

Everyone believed that no one would be able to survive in the space filled by the devil soul.

The crowd was disappointed. Originally, the rise of Long Yan's massacre made those witch unable to get close to him. However, suddenly, such a rich and powerful Devil Soul Heavenly Curse power appeared and instantly engulfed him. Furthermore, it even caused such a terrifying explosion.

Demonic beasts ran rampant. Even if Long Yan was an immortal, right now, he was probably attacked by the demonic poison and had lost his mind.

"Dead? Was he going to die just like that? This brat is a genius that even Young Master Gu Mo cares about, but he's actually so useless, don't kill him with your own divine tribulation? "

Everyone's first reaction was this. If it was just that, then Long Yan was too useless. Originally, everyone was filled with hope and expectation.

However, there were also some people who thought that Long Yan did not die. If he really did die, the power of the Demonic Soul Heavenly Curse would have disappeared and it would be impossible for it to continue to stay here.

In that case, he was still struggling in the stomach of that magical beast.

While everyone was discussing, in the sky, the witch was beaming with joy. At the core of the Demon Soul, the giant magical beast let out a roar, releasing the most painful torture.

Boom! The magical beast's body exploded.

From its stomach emerged a majestic and domineering blood-red divine dragon of slaughter.

Roar!

After Long Yan became a dragon, he let out a roar that shook the world.

Of course, he had almost been possessed just now. His dragon body also suffered a great deal of pain from the explosion, being covered with wounds.

"Shen Long, this brat is a Dragon Warrior, could he be a mere Red Dragon? At such a level, do you think that you will be able to successfully pass through the tribulation if you were lucky enough to survive? " The crowd still hated Long Yan a lot. After all, they hated him for ruthlessly killing their brothers.

A magical beast did not have a physical body, so even if its body was destroyed, it would still not die.

"It's over. This boy can endure it once, but can he live through it twice? The only outcome for him is waiting for death."

Little Lion was already hiding at the side, waiting for Long Yan to use his own strength to get through the tribulation.

When everyone saw that bloody killing dragon, they screamed non-stop. It was covered in wounds and scars all over its body. They knew that Long Yan would definitely not be able to last much longer.

After all, the sixth level of the Underworld's divine tribulation was the most terrifying they had ever seen, surpassing everyone present.

"Die, die! Genius! What a joke!"

Was it really that hard to admit others' excellence? Some people were quite supportive of Long Yan. After all, it was hard to find such a super genius.

In fact, there were a few disciples in the outer city who had heard of Long Yan's achievements. Long Yan had killed a small squad of the Tigon Knights, including a seventh stage leader, and at the same time, killed the young master of the Bloodsword Hall, Young Master Yu Xiaoyao, as well as a pair of sisters from the Azure Cloud Immortal Palace.

Everyone thought about it for a while and realized that Long Yan was not afraid of death and had offended cruel and ruthless people.

They watched as Long Yan suffered immense pain. However, they did not know that every time Long Yan was injured, he would recover quickly and his body would undergo a new round of metamorphosis.

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