Chapter 1510 Twelve Wings of Light Statue

Boom!

The three-thousand-foot-long Tianlong penetrated the vast bright energy in the sky, and finally landed on the huge bright star, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

Li Luo’s purple-gold dragon eyes were focused on the most conspicuous place on this vast land, which was a holy mountain rising from the ground. The holy mountain had endless stairs, and at the end of the stairs was a majestic bright hall.

In the main hall, a statue of light can be seen.

The statue of light had twelve sacred wings, and it seemed as if vast Sanskrit sounds were coming out, echoing on the star of light. Countless ancient, pure light runes were circulating around it like elves.

Li Luo stared at the twelve-winged light statue, and vaguely felt an extremely mysterious charm and fluctuation emanating from it. He was slightly familiar with this charm, because he had felt it from the “Personal Phase Dragon Tooth Sword Formation”.

Unparalleled charm!

Moreover, in a certain sense, the unparalleled charm of this twelve-winged light statue is even more intense than the “Public Form Dragon Teeth Sword Formation” which is an unparalleled young art.

Well, the answer is self-evident.

The so-called Light Unparalleled Technique is the twelve-winged light statue in the temple.

Standing on the dragon’s head, Jiang Qing’e’s charming and mysterious golden eyes also bloomed with brilliance at this time. She could faintly feel that the twelve-winged light statue was calling to her.

Faced with the Light Unparalleled Technique that suited her so well, even Jiang Qing’e, who had always had a calm attitude, felt her heartbeat speed up slightly at this time.

Then she shifted her eyes and looked in another direction under the Holy Mountain, where there were two figures in the mid-air.

It was the fifth Mingxuan and Song Jing.

“Sister Qing’e, go!” The Tianlong that Li Luo transformed into made a deep voice.

“Be careful with Song Jing. If you are defeated, just delay for some time. I will help you after I deal with the Fifth Mingxuan.” Jiang Qing’e said softly, stroking the sharp dragon horns in front of her with her slender palms.

“Don’t worry about me, he’s just an eighth-level man. If you defeat him, my record in this Sky Mirror Tower trial will surpass yours.” Li Luolong opened his mouth, revealing his sharp dragon teeth, and laughed at the same time.

“With the unparalleled third-level, you defeated the eighth-level feudal warrior. This kind of achievement has not been achieved by any strong person in the Sky Mirror Tower trial for nearly a hundred years. If you can succeed, you should leave your name in the Sky Mirror Tower for those who come after you to fear and worship.” Jiang Qing’e encouraged.

Li Luo said with some disgust: “Why do I want them to worship me?”

“Oh? Then who do you want to worship you? Me?”

Jiang Qing’e smiled softly, and there seemed to be a hint of danger flowing in her eyes.

“Cough…cough…”

The mighty and majestic Tianlong coughed like a thunder.

Jiang Qing’e curled her red lips slightly and said, “Let’s wait until you defeat this Song Jing.”

Li Luo’s energy suddenly rose: “Were you defeated?”

Jiang Qing’e was speechless. She couldn’t help but knock the dragon’s horn with the heavy sword in her hand, which made a crisp sound like gold and iron. Then she ignored Li Luo and her slender figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot through the sky towards the holy mountain.

As soon as she moved, Fifth Mingxuan also moved immediately.

Song Jing swung the red fan in her hand, rolled up a majestic pillar of fire, and blasted away at Jiang Qing’e with an extremely violent attitude.

Boom!

But at this moment, a purple-gold dragon’s breath penetrated the void and shattered the pillar of fire.

The huge purple and gold dragon descended from the sky and stood in front of Song Jing. A loud voice came from the dragon’s mouth: “Song Jing, our fight has just begun!”

Song Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Tianlong in front of him. He could sense that the strength of the phase force flowing through Li Luo’s body at this time was stronger than before, and there was a red light full of vitality flowing on the huge dragon.

“Have you reached the third level?”

“It was the red-haired woman who gave him the blessing.”

Song Jing thought to himself, but his expression remained calm. As long as Li Luo had not reached the fourth level of Wushuang, he would always have an obvious advantage. After all, no matter what, the level advantage of reaching the eighth level could not be ignored.

No matter how talented and beautiful the genius is, it is difficult to overcome this gap.

Above Song Jing’s head, eight red magma-like confederation towers stood, swallowing up the energy of the world and exuding an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, causing the entire void to emit an overwhelming sound of shattering.

“The realm of feudal lords, the Hell of Fire!”

As Song Jing’s low shout sounded, the red realm enveloped the world again, covering the whole world.

Song Jing glanced at the area covered by the red realm and frowned slightly, because he found that on this bright star, the realm he cast was somewhat suppressed. Presumably it was because the light energy here was too vast and thick, which naturally weakened the energy of other attributes.

Fortunately, he is not facing Jiang Qing’e now, otherwise he might be particularly aggrieved.

Song Jing opened the crimson realm and suddenly flapped the red fan in his hand. Suddenly, a huge flame tornado of several thousand feet quickly formed between the sky and the earth. The storm seemed to connect the sky and the earth, releasing waves of destruction.

Wherever it passed, the stretching mountains turned into a scorched black color.

And among the eight crimson marquis platforms, magma-like magma-like sacred smoke poured down and poured into the flame tornado, giving it added power.

At this time, Song Jing’s attacks were even more ferocious than before in the square.

Obviously, he wanted to make a quick decision, defeat Li Luo as soon as possible, and then help Fifth Mingxuan to completely win the opportunity.

The crimson realm enveloped the world, and the Heavenly Dragon transformed by Li Luo once again felt the domineering and scorching meaning. If it hadn’t been for the fact that it had not transformed into a Heavenly Dragon, which greatly enhanced the physical strength, otherwise the high temperature in this realm would have been unbearable.

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As a unique method for high-ranking marquises, this realm of feudal lords is really tricky.

As Tianlong breathed, he sprayed out billowing purple light, and his extremely sharp dragon claws suddenly swung down towards the void in front of him.

Tsk!

The void was directly torn open, and in the next moment, three huge dragon shadows roared out, enveloping the dark water, red flames, and thunder, and finally merged together and turned into an ancient and thick dragon flag.

Three Dragons and Heavenly Flag Code!

The huge dragon claw directly grabbed the dragon flag and waved it, and saw the majestic and colorful divine light sweeping out, like a rainbow all over the sky, rushing towards the huge flame tornado.

Three dragons suppress the devil’s light!

Rays of divine light fell on the flame tornado, extinguishing its raging fire. However, in this realm, the fire energy between heaven and earth continuously blessed it and strengthened it.

The fire storm still rolled towards the dragon that Li Luo had transformed into.

When Li Luo saw this, he immediately erupted into an earth-shattering dragon roar, and then activated the “Little Dragon Holy Seed” without hesitation.

As soon as the Little Dragon Holy Seed was activated, the level of Tianlong phase in Li Luo’s body suddenly increased sharply, directly to the ninth level!

When the level of Tianlong Xiang increased, the body of Tianlong transformed by Li Luo also expanded at an astonishing speed. In just a short moment, it skyrocketed from three thousand feet to five thousand feet!

The Heavenly Dragon occupies the void, and the power of the Heavenly Dragon sweeps out like a tide.

The terrifying temperature is also constantly colliding with the power of the heavenly dragon, causing constant roars.

The sky dragon roared, and the flame tornado was reflected in the dragon’s pupils. The ancient dragon flag between the dragon’s claws was directly thrown out by it, turning into a rainbow of light and shooting hard at the flame tornado.

Boom!

The ancient dragon flag tore through the flames and fell into it. Thousands of colorful rays of light suddenly pierced out.

The flame storm that Song Jing used with the help of the power of the feudal realm was actually suppressed and disintegrated.

Song Jing looked at the flame storm that was beginning to disintegrate, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and then he sighed in admiration and said: “The ninth-grade Tianlong phase is so domineering.”

However, his offensive is more than that.

Song Jing took a deep breath and suddenly formed seals with her hands.

In the center of the flame storm that was about to collapse, a golden crow suddenly made a sharp cry, and a red gold light flew out, rising up against the storm, and instantly became a thousand feet in size.

Li Luolong reflected the object in his eyes and found that it was…

A huge red gold seal.

Boom!

The crimson golden seal crushed the sky and crashed down.

(End of chapter)