On the Dragon Blood Battlefield, Su Zimo and Long Cang were already standing opposite each other.
The Grand Elder of the Black Dragon people raised his voice. "Although you can fight to the death in the Dragon Blood Battlefield without any scruples, all of you are paragons of our race. The death of any one of you will be a loss to our race."
Many elders of the Dragons nodded in agreement.
The Grand Elder of the Black Dragon people continued, "You guys can fight to your heart's content in this battle, but you can't use Essence Spirit secret skills!"
A fight between Essence Spirits was the most dangerous and could easily cost one's life.
At that time, they might not even be able to save them in time.
If their bodies were injured, they would be able to recover with the regeneration of the Dragons' bloodline.
If not, there was still an utmost treasure like the primordial divine spring.
"Of course,"
Long Cang nodded. "The battle between me and Long Zhu is about victory and defeat, not life and death."
Su Zimo smiled and nodded as well.
Elder Four and the others of the Dragons heaved a sigh of relief.
If the Grand Elder of the Black Dragon people did not mention it, they would have stood out to stop the two of them from using Essence Spirit secret skills!
The Grand Elder of the Black Dragon people and the others were not sure, but they had witnessed the might of the Reverse Scale with their own eyes.
Even the young master of the Witch race was killed by that Essence Spirit secret skill. Although Long Cang was a five-clawed divine dragon, it was unknown if he could survive it.
Suddenly, Long Zhong said, "Long Zhu has another Dharmic art that he can't use either."
"What?"
The few Grand Elders were puzzled and asked instinctively.
Long Zhong said, "Long Zhu learned a Dharmic art from somewhere that can reduce one's lifespan!"
The Grand Elder of the Dragons frowned slightly. "What's wrong with reducing one's lifespan? Although a Dharmic art as such is rare, it's not that scary."
Long Zhong shook his head. "Long Zhu's Dharmic art is different. The effect of that Dharmic art is to ignore the opponent's cultivation realm!"
"Hmm?"
The five Grand Elders' expressions changed slightly.
Ignore cultivation realm?
"You're saying that our lifespan will be reduced if he uses that Dharmic art on us?" The Grand Elder of the Dragons was still in disbelief as he asked...
"That's right!"
Long Zhong nodded hurriedly. "That's not all! The lifespan reduction of our lifespan with his Dharmic art is irreversible! No matter how much lifespan we lose, we won't be able to recover in the future! "
The five Grand Elders looked at each other.
That was a little!
Was there such a domineering Dharmic art Dharmic art art?
Of The Dragons's White's's Of's Eyes were's's Dragons' Dragon Dragon's White Ice Ice's.
Long Zhong still did not notice and was prepared to strike while the iron was hot. He urged, "If the other clansmen can cultivate such a powerful Dharma spell, the strength of our clan will definitely rise by a large margin!"
Long Zhong said with some grief and indignation, "I once persuaded Long Zhu to hand over that Dharmic art out of goodwill. Who knew that this lad would ignore the interests of the Dragons and reject me outright!"
The expressions of the five Grand Elders turned terrible.
When Long Zhong saw that, he was secretly delighted.
He thought that the five Grand Elders were enraged because Su Zimo kept it for himself.
Long Zhu was prepared to continue in one go. "This lad is completely ungrateful to our race for taking him in and isn't even willing to hand over a single Dharmic art. This lad doesn't treat us as his race at all!"
That was a huge crime!
Many Dragons were moved by his words and whispered among themselves.
On the Dragon Blood Battlefield, Long Cang frowned and said in a deep voice, "Since this Dharmic art belongs to Long Zhu, he can hand it over if he wants to. There's no need to accuse him, elders."
Su Zimo had a calm expression and did not ask anything about the matter, merely waiting for the attitude of the five Grand Elders.
The Grand Elder of the Dragons had a dark expression as he looked at Long Zhong and asked slowly, "You were the one who asked him to hand over the Dharmic art?"
"That's right!"
Long Zhong nodded hurriedly.
Piak!
The moment he said that, a crisp sound rang out.
On Long Zhong's face, there was already an additional bright red palm print!
It was the Grand Elder of the Dragons who attacked and slapped Long Zhong viciously, saying hatefully, "Who gave you the right?!"
Piak!
It was another slap.
"What right do you have to ask for the Dharmic art that someone else cultivates?!"
Piak!
A third slap.
"Why don't you take a look at your bloodline? Even if this Dharmic art was given to you, do you think you can f * cking learn it?!" The Grand Elder of the Dragons cursed as he slapped Long Zhong's mouth.
The dragons' eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets!
Elder Long Zhong was way too unlucky today.
He had just been slapped a few times by the Grand Elder of the Black Dragon people. Now, he was caught and beaten up once more!
Furthermore, the dragons were confused – they did not know why Long Zhong was being beaten up!
Not to mention them, even Long Zhong himself was completely dumbfounded!
What's wrong today?
Where am I?
Who am I?
Why are they all slapping me?
Long Zhong's head buzzed from the slaps and his mind was in a mess!
How could Long Zhong know that the five Grand Elders were worried that his actions would cause Su Zimo to be disgusted?!
If Su Zimo were to leave the Dragons, it would be the greatest loss for the Dragons!
"Get lost!"
The Grand Elder of the Dragons gritted his teeth in hatred and cursed, "Go back and reflect on your mistakes. Don't come out without my orders!"
"Yes!"
Long Zhong could only grit his teeth and agree before turning to leave angrily.
In the Dragon Blood Battlefield.
Long Cang smiled gently. "Long Zhu, you don't have to worry. If you can't use this, you can't use that either. If you're restrained, there's no need for you to fight this battle. If I defeat you, it'll be an unfair victory. "
"It's fine,"
Su Zimo said indifferently, "Even if you don't use Barren, you won't be able to win!"
Actually, even without Long Zhu's suggestion, Su Zimo had no intention of using Barren.
The reduction of lifespan by Barren was way too domineering.
If it was against an enemy, he would naturally have no qualms.
However, Su Zimo had a good impression of Long Cang and naturally did not want to reduce Long Cang's lifespan for no reason because of this battle.
When he was at the Void Reversion realm, he could reduce his lifespan by 500 years in a single breath if he pushed Barren to its limits!
But now that he was at the Dharma Characteristic realm, the power of Barren had doubled!
It could reach a thousand years in a single breath!
Under normal circumstances, a Dharma Daojun's lifespan was only 10,000 years.
In other words, a Dharma Daojun could be exhausted to death after being enveloped by Barren for ten breaths!
Long Cang possessed the bloodline of a five-clawed divine dragon. Even if he had a long lifespan, he would not be able to withstand the speed at which his lifespan was being reduced!
Long Cang no longer tried to persuade him.
In his opinion, once he forced Su Zimo to a dead end, Su Zimo would naturally release that Barren Dharmic art!
He wanted to witness the power of that Dharmic art!
"Fight!"
Long Cang hollered and strode forward. Leaping up from the ground, he arrived above Su Zimo's head with a torrential aura!
Splash!
The sound of a tsunami could be heard from Long Cang's body.
The blood was like a tidal wave, deafening!
As a five-clawed divine dragon, it was not surprising that Long Cang's bloodline was at the tsunami blood realm.
However, he did not hold back the moment he attacked and channeled the power of his bloodline to its limits. Reaching out, he slapped down towards Su Zimo's head!
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