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Chapter 1483

Words:2098Update:22/11/30 23:00:23

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The new chief's eyes were cold.

His gaze swept past Long Chen, and he was completely relieved.

He clearly felt that Long Chen's cultivation was extremely ordinary, not worth mentioning at all.

Long Yuan clenched his fists, full of murderous intent. Black light surged all over his body, and a terrifying power poured out like a tide.

"Attack, first take down Long Yuan, this traitor of the tribe!" The new chief ordered, and more than a dozen divine lights broke through the sky behind him.

Rumble.

More than a dozen attacks instantly annihilated Long Chen and Long Yuan.

Seeing this, the people around them sneered, thinking that Long Yuan's return today was like suicide.

Divine lights filled the sky one after another.

But the attacks of more than a dozen people never stopped.

The smiles of the new chief and the High Priest gradually froze on their faces.

While the High Priest's face was gloomy, the new chief couldn't help but say in shock, "Long Yuan not only regained his consciousness, but also has power that far surpasses his peers!"

"How long has it been? What kind of fortune did he go through? I knew that if we don't kill him, he'll be a disaster!"

In just a few dozen breaths.

The dozen or so people who were attacking Long Yuan's duo also pulled away from them.

Their faces were filled with extreme shock.

No one thought that after a series of attacks, they couldn't take down Long Yuan at all.

Countless pairs of eyes in the entire Black Dragon Tribe stared at Long Yuan.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Long Yuan stood in the sky like a demon god.

The black light around him rose and fell one after another, and the mighty demon aura stretched for thousands of miles. There seemed to be a dragon's shadow floating inside.

The dragon's shadow circled around him, almost blocking most of the attacks for him.

Long Chen stood behind Long Yuan with a smile on his face. Seeing this, he couldn't help but nod slightly.

Long Yuan's battle strength had almost skyrocketed since he received the Demonic Dragon's inheritance. Today's battle was a big challenge for him.

"Continue to fight. If you can't hold on, just say something …" Long Chen finished speaking and sat down cross-legged in the air.

Long Yuan nodded, and his whole body turned into a rainbow and rushed toward the new chief.

His eyes were full of anger.

This person was the person he hated the most!

The power of Hong Meng condensed into a bone blade in the new leader's hand. He showed no intentions of retreating at all. He bellowed out, "Attack with me! I refuse to believe that he can rival mid Chaotic Primes in Hong Meng in such a short amount of time!"

"Hong Meng's Art of the Origin, Demonic Shadow Devours the Sky!"

Long Yuan took the initiative to attack. Waves of pitch-black demonic aura burst out of his body and transformed into demonic shadows that were similar to his figure.

The demonic shadow towered into the sky, and when it moved, it was a hundred thousand feet in size!

With him as the center, dozens of demonic shadows descended upon the person in front of him with unparalleled power.

Terrifying shockwaves swept out for hundreds of thousands of miles, causing the weather to change.

More and more people in the Black Dragon Tribe had ugly expressions on their faces as they gradually retreated into the distance.

Only now did they realize that Long Yuan was no longer the mentally unstable idiot that he used to be!

The High Priest's pupils constricted when he saw Long Yuan using the Convergence Technique with his Hong Meng cultivation.

He took a deep breath as his gaze gradually fell on Long Chen.

Long Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, gave him an unprecedented sense of danger.

Inside the Black Dragon Tribe.

Long Yuan was fighting against so many people.

Long Chen was sitting cross-legged as if he was supporting him.

What was his cultivation level?

Could it be that Long Yuan was so powerful because of this person?

The High Priest pondered for a moment before he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Send half of your people to suppress Long Yuan. Make sure to end this quickly!"

"Also, send half of your people to kill the person sitting cross-legged. I want to know how strong this person is!"

The group of trusted subordinates in front of the High Priest moved after hearing the order.

This group of people seemed to only listen to his orders.

Each of them had a cultivation level of Third Stage Chaotic Primes in Hong Meng. Their combat strength was extraordinary.

When half of the people attacked, the power of Hong Meng merged into one and rushed straight at Long Yuan. The terrifying power was like a sharp blade that instantly tore apart the demonic shadow and disappeared into it.

Long Chen's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light when he saw this.

At the same time, an aura fell straight on his head.

Buzz.

He slowly stood up. Suddenly, the shadows of dragons soared into the sky around him. He had used the Eight Part Heavenly Dragon Art to the extreme.

The shadows of dragons flashed.

Long Chen did not intend to fight back. Instead, his hands quickly formed seals as if he was not casting a spell.

The High Priest's eyes were like torches as he stared at Long Chen, as if he wanted to see what he was going to do.

Hmm?

His brows furrowed as he felt the sense of crisis grow stronger and stronger.

The attacks of more than a dozen people arrived in an instant. The dragon shadows around Long Chen turned into golden light and merged into his fingertip.

With a light flick of his finger, blood flowed like a tide!

More than a dozen people instantly turned into a rain of blood. Not even their souls were left behind.

Hiss!

The High Priest staggered back dozens of steps.

He seemed to have forgotten that Long Yuan was still attacking. His eyes stared at Long Chen as if he was looking at a demon.

"You, who are you …"

"This is some kind of bloodline technique that surpasses an extremely high level. It's not something that an ordinary tribe member can possess!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something. The fear in his eyes grew stronger.

Long Chen stared at the High Priest with slight surprise in his eyes.

He and Long Yuan were both Hong Meng's third-level Chaotic Primes. If they wanted to come to the Black Dragon Tribe for revenge, they needed to have the power to suppress a sixth-level Chaotic Primes.

If Long Yuan had not been focused on revenge, he would have to wait a while before returning.

However, since he had come, how could he not be prepared?

This bloodline technique was the first level of the Dragon Clan's Golden Dragon Life Protection Technique. Once it was activated, it would allow him to possess power far beyond his current level.

He would also have to bear an extremely strong backlash from using this technique.

However, Long Yuan's battle today was very important.

He had just merged with the inheritance. If his thoughts were not clear, he could easily be shackled.

This was also the reason why he still allowed Long Yuan to attack on his own even though he had the power.

Between his thoughts.

The High Priest actually flew up into the air and charged into the distance.

Hmm?

Long Chen's figure moved and followed closely behind.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he was also a little puzzled.

The High Priest seemed to have guessed his identity. However, he did not seem to be running away. Instead, he was rushing into the depths of the tribe.

This person probably had a trick up his sleeve!

"Since I've used this bloodline technique today, I'll completely eliminate Long Yuan's future troubles. Let's see what else you have up your sleeves …"

Long Chen's figure disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already following the High Priest.

At the same time.

Long Yuan roared at the sky as if he had gone mad.

He held a head in his hand. It was the head of his trusted leader.

His entire body was covered in wounds, yet no one dared to take a step closer to him. Everyone present was trembling with fear.

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