Chapter 641
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This kind of Divine Talisman was actually tracking and locking. It was very difficult to avoid.
"Didn't we agree to win with strength? Why is your Ming Shen Clan still using the God's Accessory in the battle?"
"What a big deal. Using a Divine Talisman on such a battle with no practical gains?"
"Isn't this cheating? The Ming Shen Clan has always used strength to win. Why are they using such despicable means now?"
A group of people immediately ridiculed.
The Divine Talisman was obviously not a product of the Ming Shen Clan. They must have spent a lot of money to buy it from other God's organizations.
This kind of God's Accessory was very expensive and rare. The major God's organizations were only willing to use it when they were more critical.
A Divine Talisman was no less than an Oracle Flag. It could change the outcome of a war. To use it to win this battle and deal with Zhu Minglang's White Dragon, it could only mean that the God Clan had really put in a lot of effort this time!
"Hmph, as I said, our Ming Shen Clan is determined to win." Ming Lianjie did not feel that there was anything shameless about doing this.
I can afford to use the Divine Talisman. It is also a manifestation of strength. What's wrong?
"This forbidden Divine Talisman will make your White Dragon unable to use any Blue Dragon Mystic Technique. This Dragon King cannot escape the suppression of this Divine Talisman." Mi Zhongyun was very familiar with these God's Accessories and immediately informed Zhu Minglang.
"Then use the Mystic Technique." Zhu Minglang pursed his lips. He thought that this Divine Talisman could directly kill everything. He glanced at Little Bai Qi, who was moving freely, and continued.
"Bai Qi, let them see what it means to be a dragon that cultivates both magic and martial arts!"
Since young, Bai Qi was not partial to only one subject.
All-rounded White Dragon!
She could dominate the air and was not afraid of hand-to-hand combat. Her Mystic Technique was even more powerful!
Previously, the powerful Blue Moon Mystic Technique that Little Bai Qi displayed had indeed shocked many members of the God's organizations.
This time, the Ming Shen Clan had also come prepared. They wanted to take down the most advantageous entrance to the Earth Corridor at all costs.
Ming Lianjie took a step forward. He was half-naked, and the muscles and tough skin on his chest were clearly visible.
His skin was brown, like a rock. This was a body cultivator who had bathed in ancient dragon medicine blood for many years. If one observed carefully, one would see blood-red veins on the surface of his skin. These veins were currently radiating a bright blood-red luster. This caused this body cultivator of the Ming Shen Clan to appear as if he had bathed in an ancient dragon blood-red battle armor!
His aura was astonishing. Just his body alone had been tempered to an extremely terrifying level. Perhaps even the claws of some Holy Spirit Beasts might not be able to tear through his blood-colored skin!
He suddenly took a large step forward, and actually dashed forward explosively. A blast of air could be seen behind him, and in the next second, this powerful body cultivator had already reached Little White Dragon's side!
His fist was raised high, and at the same time, the blood-red veins on his body became even brighter. Those blood-red threads were like blood vessels on the surface of his skin. They quickly gathered at his arms, and immediately after, his fist became incomparably huge, comparable to the Gigantic Rock Demon Fist!!
The huge fist smashed towards Bai Qi, and the majestic power instantly crushed everything in the surroundings into dust. When this fist arrived, Bai Qi's white figure suddenly blurred.
It was an afterimage.
It dissipated under the fist power.
The body cultivator Ming Lianjie turned his head and saw that Little White Dragon had flashed a hundred meters away. Thus, he retracted a portion of his fist power, and used another Sweeping Air Fist to bombard Little White Dragon.
The fist power swept up a terrifying air current, spiraling and sweeping towards Little White Dragon's location.
Little White Dragon did not dodge this time. Instead, it welcomed the fist wind with an even more astonishing speed. It was as fast as lightning, and even brought along a Qi that completely engulfed the opponent's fist wind!
"Whoosh!!!!"
While flying, Little White Dragon's claws were hidden in its fleshy paw pads. The time they were revealed was very short, and the process of completing this clean and neat Swift Wind Dragon Claw only took the blink of an eye.
When Little White Dragon slid behind Ming Lianjie, it had already retracted its claws. It turned around leisurely, and a pair of White Dragon eyes filled with insight and wisdom stared at this opponent with slow reactions.
Her hair was scattered messily around her shoulders.
Ming Lianjie used his huge fists to protect his face, neck, and chest. Little did he know that Little White Dragon had only shaved his head. His originally not rich and shiny head suffered from Little Bai Qi's Shaving Claw, and Ming Lianjie's head suddenly became shiny and shiny.
It just so happened that he was wearing a half-shoulder shirt, and the style was similar to a kasaya.
"Hahaha, so you Ming Gods are all bald monks!!"
"This style suits you very well, Ming Lianjie. In the future, you have to control your carnal desires." The flirtatious woman in the green dress laughed beautifully.
The others couldn't help but laugh.
It was a bit too much for Ming Lianjie, who was already over thirty years old, to mingle among the younger generation. His sparse hair most likely had to do with his age and the medicinal bath he soaked in. In the end, the only remaining symbol of youth on his head was shaved off by Little White Dragon …
Not to mention the other Gods' organizations that disliked the Ming Gods, a few of the Ming Gods' members were so stifled that their faces turned red. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
"Little Bai Qi, are you the devil?"
Zhu Minglang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did Little White Dragon learn these dirty tricks at such a young age?
"I'm going to peel off your dragon skin!!!" Ming Lianjie flew into a rage, and roared at Little Bai Qi.
Dignity!!
You're not shaving my hair, you're shaving my dignity!
Ming Lianjie's roar was comparable to the roar of some ancient dragons. The blood-red aura gushing out of his throat was no less imposing than a mountain torrent!
Little Bai Qi was still casually playing with a ball of yarn.
It flapped its wings, and the layers of wings allowed it to soar into the sky at an extremely fast speed. Not only could it stay perfectly in the air, but it could also flap all its wings in an instant to perform multiple transformations in the air!
Little White Dragon left a series of flashing shadows in the arena. Its speed was so fast that it was dazzling.
Ming Lianjie flew into a rage out of humiliation. He kept throwing punches at Little White Dragon. Every punch contained a torrent of blood-red energy, and punched holes in the thick layers of clouds higher up in the sky.
However, all it hit were the afterimages of Little White Dragon. All of a sudden, Little White Dragon's wings flapped behind its back, forming a perfect streamline with its well-proportioned body. Under such circumstances, Little White Dragon's diving speed reached its peak. It felt as if a bolt of white lightning was crashing into the arena!
Ming Lianjie panicked when he saw Little White Dragon swooping down. He lowered his body and spread his arms like a fully drawn bow!!
"Sky Tiger Fist!!!"
Ming Lianjie threw a punch at the sky. A terrifying blood-red aura seemed to have evaporated from his body. The blood-red aura turned into a blood-red Sky Tiger the moment he threw his fist. It pounced at Little White Dragon with its teeth.
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