He Songyan understood that if the technique that Long Chen had used earlier had been used on him, he would probably have turned into ashes immediately. It was impossible for him to be like the white-haired old man, who was still able to hold on for a little longer. It was the final radiance of the setting sun.
However, He Songyan was confident that he would be able to emerge victorious in the upcoming battle against Long Chen.
After this battle, Long Chen's strength was obviously on the verge of collapse. At this time, if He Song Hua took action, his chances of winning would greatly increase.
At the end of the day, Long Chen was only an Eighth Stage Primordial Chaos Prime. Even if Long Chen had many tricks up his sleeve and unparalleled Cultivation Techniques, he was still no match for Long Chen in terms of cultivation realm.
The reason why He Songyan was so confident was because He Songyan had his own tricks up his sleeve!
"Don't wait any longer. If you want to kill me, isn't now the best time?"
Just as He Song Yan was hesitating, Long Chen shouted at him in mid-air.
Long Chen had already seen He Song Yan's hesitant look. He understood that after he killed the white-haired old man from Hong Meng, the person who dared to challenge him must have some unknown tricks up his sleeve.
In that case, if he did not deal with this matter thoroughly, it would be difficult for him to live happily in the Small Spirit World in the future.
Hearing Long Chen's words, He Song Yan slowly raised his head. Then, a trace of Hong Meng aura swept across He Song Yan's body and he suddenly leaped into the air.
When the people on Grotto Mountain saw this scene, most of them looked at each other. They did not know and did not understand. Even a Third Stage Hong Meng Consolidation Realm could not defeat Long Chen. How could a Hong Meng Chaotic Prime do it?
He Song Yan said sternly, "Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you killed my uncle. You are now an arrow at the end of its flight."
Long Chen smiled and said, "It seems that you don't care about your uncle's death. So what if you know I'm an arrow at the end of its flight? Even your uncle died in my hands, let alone you. "
He Songyan's expression turned cold as he said, "In terms of cultivation level, I can't compare to uncle. But in terms of strength, uncle is far from being my opponent."
"Hmm?" Long Chen was slightly puzzled.
"You are indeed very strong and have many tricks up your sleeve. However, don't ever think that someone with your luck and tricks will be able to defeat you.
You will be the only one in this vast world! "He Song Yan shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Chen faintly sensed a mysterious aura from He Songyan. It was this aura that made Long Chen feel fear of the unknown for the first time.
At this moment, Long Mu's voice was heard. "Be careful, kid. There should be a mysterious existence in this person's body."
"A mysterious existence?" Long Chen was surprised and said, "Just like how you are in my body?" Long Mu shook his head and said, "No, I feel that the power in this person's body is more like a curse. It's as if they have signed some kind of contract. The two of them complement each other. I can't see the power contained in it clearly. In short, you are small.
Just be careful. "
After listening to Long Mu's words, Long Chen was indeed much more careful. Previously, when he fought with the white-haired old man, Long Mu did not come out to say anything even though he was just a hair's breadth away from death. But now, Long Mu's tone was full of uncertainty when facing He Songyan, a Chaotic Prime from Hong Meng.
His aura was very strong.
It seemed that He Songyan was right. In this world, there might be many people who were as heaven-defying as Long Chen. How many of them would exist in this small Spirit World?
However, at this point, the two sides were already at daggers drawn. They had no choice but to fight!
Long Chen slightly eased the berserk Hong Meng aura after the battle. Then, Long Chen waved the dragon halberd in his hand. He did not plan to give He Songyan any time to react. He suddenly attacked!
Seeing that Long Chen had attacked, He Songyan did not hesitate. Immediately, his body moved. With a strike, he charged towards Long Chen, who was brandishing his dragon halberd. Long Chen circulated the Eight Heavenly Dragon Spell and the eight golden dragons that had disappeared in the battle appeared again. The dragon halberd in his hand shone with a golden light. The eight golden dragons were like arrows released from a bow. Under Long Chen's command, they charged towards He Songyan.
They attacked.
"Crack!"
He Songyan obviously did not hold back. With the previous experience, He Songyan knew that if he could not defeat Long Chen while he was weak, he would not be able to kill him when Long Chen recovered.
He Songyan suddenly exerted his strength. The aura of Hong Meng around him surged. He directly fought with the eight golden dragons.
At the same time, He Songyan unsheathed the long sword in his hand. His piercingly cold eyes revealed a little fearlessness.
The sword shadow and the golden dragons intersected in the air. Sounds of collision rang out one after another in the air.
In a flash, bursts of berserk and vigorous aura of Hong Meng exploded one after another. Immediately, waves of ripples were set off. Under Long Chen's relentless attacks, He Songyan was able to deal with them calmly. However, in general, He Songyan was still suppressed by Long Chen. After all, the eight golden dragons surrounded He Songyan. Even if He Songyan wanted to launch a counterattack, it would be difficult.
It was rare for him to find time. Looking at this scene, the people on Grotto Mountain were not as nervous as before. After all, in their eyes, Long Chen was the person who killed a third-level Hong Meng Consolidation Realm powerhouse. This time, he was facing a Ninth Level Chaotic Prime from Hong Meng.
It was a piece of cake.
"Bang!"
Just when everyone was in a daze, He Songyan flicked the long sword in his hand. A sharp sword Qi rippled out and directly repelled the eight golden dragons that surrounded him.
After getting a chance to catch his breath, He Songyan did not hesitate and immediately activated his Cultivation Technique. Bursts of Hong Meng aura fluctuated around him.
"You're Long Chen? Are you from the Heavenly Dragon Tribe? "He Songyan asked coldly.
Long Chen did not have time to reply. He had never heard of the Heavenly Dragon Tribe.
"So what if you're from the Heavenly Dragon Tribe? The rules of the opening of the Small Spirit World are not up to the ten major tribes. When I get out of the Small Spirit World, I'll definitely change the polar regions of Hong Meng!"
When Long Chen heard this, he could not help but let out a long sigh.
This young man probably had some misunderstanding about him.
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