Chapter 1652: Dragon Slayer

"What kind of martial arts is this? The origin! This is the origin of the dragon race! The orthodoxy of the dragon race. Isn't this kind of martial arts only controlled by the ancestor? Who are you?"

Long Moro stared at Chu Fengmian and roared loudly.

He was a demon dragon at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor. The moment he saw Chu Fengmian perform the second move of the ancestor.

He immediately realized the mystery in it. This move almost represents the orthodoxy of the dragon race.

It is the oldest and most mysterious martial arts among the dragon race.

In many ancient rumors, even the Dragon Emperor who has entered the realm of heaven and man may not be able to control this martial arts.

Now it appears in the hands of an unknown little person.

Long Moro attacked repeatedly, hitting countless killing moves, trying to resist Chu Fengmian's attack.

But as Chu Fengmian's figure flashed and took a step forward, the shadow of the Dragon Emperor behind him roared.

The countless killing moves that Long Mo Luo had made were broken one after another, and Chu Fengmian rushed towards Long Mo Luo.

"Not good, this guy is really hard to deal with."

Long Mo Luo retreated again and again, and he knew that he had hit a wall this time.

He originally wanted to deal with Chu Fengmian and seize Chu Fengmian's blood power to increase his strength.

So he used supreme means to pull him and Chu Fengmian into the depths of the void.

Once trapped in the depths of the void, it would be almost impossible to rush out.

This move was originally a move he wanted to deal with Chu Fengmian and leave Chu Fengmian no chance to leave.

Now it is like shooting himself in the foot. In the depths of the void, even if he wants to leave now, it is not easy.

What's more, Chu Fengmian is still chasing him from behind, and there is no way he will let him go.

"The true form of the demon dragon!"

Long Moro roared loudly, and the power of the dragon bloodline on his body burst out completely.

His body also transformed in the void, turning into a dark demon dragon that was hundreds of feet long, and two dragon claws immediately bombarded Chu Fengmian.

"Don't struggle, a small demon dragon, unless you step into the realm of half-step heaven and man, otherwise in front of my bloodline, any struggle of yours is meaningless!"

Chu Fengmian looked at Long Moro who had transformed into his true form and sneered.

From Chu Fengmian's body, the power of the dragon emperor's bloodline surged out, turning into a rolling dragon intention, covering Long Moro's body.

This Long Moro's bloodline is at most the bloodline of the ancient war dragon, but Chu Fengmian's current bloodline contains some of the bloodline of the ancient dragon emperor.

The dignity of bloodline is engraved in the body of each dragon.

Facing a more noble bloodline, he would be suppressed.

If he were to deal with other demons with noble bloodlines, such as some of the royal families among the demons, or even the legendary demon royal bloodlines, those demons who were almost as powerful as the demon dragons.

It would be a bit more difficult for Chu Fengmian to deal with them.

But this Long Mo Luo was a demon dragon, and the power of the dragon clan could not be erased in his bloodline.

The power of Long Mo Luo was reduced by 30% under the power of this bloodline.

It was extremely difficult for him to resist Chu Fengmian's attack, and now it was even worse.

The continuous attacks had already hit Long Mo Luo, and every time they hit, many scales on his body were broken.

"Damn it! Damn it! How can this person's blood be so powerful!"

Long Mo Luo roared madly. His power had been suppressed by Chu Fengmian. He could only deal with Chu Fengmian's attack in a hurry, and he couldn't even fight back.

He could see that although Chu Fengmian's power was far superior to that of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor, compared with him, it was at most on par.

If they fought hard, his power might be even higher than Chu Fengmian's.

But now, because his power was limited by the suppression of his bloodline power, he could only passively take a beating in front of Chu Fengmian.

The continuous bombardment broke Long Mo Luo's body.

"Old man, for the sake of being a dragon, I will give you a chance. Submit to me, I can not kill you, and even give you a chance in the future, so that you can step into the half-step heavenly realm!"

Chu Fengmian stared at Long Mo Luo and said coldly.

This Long Mo Luo was the most powerful Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor Chu Fengmian had ever seen.

Although Chu Fengmian didn't know how long it would take for this person to reach the half-step heavenly realm, with such strength, even if five or six ordinary level nine ancient emperors besieged him, they would be killed by him.

If Chu Fengmian didn't have the suppression of bloodline power, his chance of winning against Long Mo Luo would only be 50%.

Once this person was subdued, Chu Fengmian's goal could be achieved, and he could also leave a trump card for the Sword Dao Sect, with such a strong man in charge.

Unless there is a strong man in the half-step heavenly realm to attack the Sword Dao Sect, otherwise, the Sword Dao Sect will not have to worry about any danger it encounters.

"What a joke! You, a mere ancient emperor of the Eight Tribulations, want to subdue me? Even the young emperor cannot subdue me, so what are you! If it weren't for the suppression of bloodline power, how could I be afraid of you!"

Long Mo Luo roared madly when he heard Chu Fengmian's words, with a look of madness in his eyes.

"Even if I fall into your hands today, you can't take advantage of me at all!"

"Doomsday Rising Dragon!"

Boom!

From behind Long Mo Luo, a golden dragon shadow suddenly flew out and rose from the sky.

As this golden dragon shadow appeared, Long Mo Luo's power also reached its peak.

All his strength was condensed on this golden dragon shadow, which contained the power of destruction and fought desperately.

Doomsday Rising Dragon!

The moment Chu Fengmian saw this golden dragon shadow, his eyes were full of fear.

He had the blood of the dragon clan, so he naturally knew that this move was the absolute killer move of the dragon clan. Once released, the only outcome would be death.

It was a move that would rather die than live in disgrace, the last move of all dragons.

This move was so terrifying that Chu Fengmian had seen a dragon perform this move when he was weak.

The dragon Moruo in front of him was a pure war dragon bloodline, and the Doomsday Ascending Dragon he performed was extremely powerful.

The surrounding void was shaking.

This dragon Moruo was now forced into a desperate situation by Chu Fengmian. He would rather die than be subdued by Chu Fengmian. This was the glory of the dragon bloodline.

"It's a pity that I can't subdue this person."

Chu Fengmian said to himself when he saw the Doomsday Ascending Dragon perform this move.

This move represented that Long Moruo had planned to die with Chu Fengmian.