"What martial technique is this? Origin! This is the Origin of the Dragon Clan! The orthodox martial technique of the Dragon Clan! Isn't this a martial technique that only our ancestors can master? Who the hell are you? "
Long Moluo glared at Chu Fengmian and roared loudly.
He was a Demonic Dragon at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Emperor Gu. When he saw Chu Fengmian perform the second move of the Ancestor, he immediately understood the mystery behind it.
He immediately sensed the profoundness of this move. This move was almost representative of the Dragon Clan's orthodoxy.
It was the most ancient and mysterious martial technique of the Dragon Clan.
In many ancient legends, even the Dragon Emperor, who had stepped into the Celestial Realm, might not be able to master this martial technique.
Now, it had appeared in the hands of an unknown person.
Long Moluo attacked repeatedly and performed countless killing moves, intending to block Chu Fengmian's attack.
However, as Chu Fengmian's figure flashed and took a step forward, the Dragon Emperor's shadow behind him roared loudly.
Long Moluo's countless killing moves were shattered one after another. Chu Fengmian rushed towards Long Moluo.
"Oh no, this person is really difficult to deal with."
Long Moluo kept retreating, knowing that he had hit an iron plate this time.
He originally wanted to deal with Chu Fengmian and seize his bloodline power to increase his strength.
Therefore, he used a supreme technique to drag him and Chu Fengmian into the depths of the Void.
Once one was trapped in the depths of the void, it would be extremely difficult for one to get out.
This move was originally used to deal with Chu Fengmian, so that Chu Fengmian wouldn't have a chance to escape.
Now, he had shot himself in the foot. In the depths of the Void, it wouldn't be easy for him to leave even if he wanted to.
Moreover, Chu Fengmian was still chasing him from behind, so there was no way he would let him go.
"Demonic Dragon True Form!"
Long Moluo roared loudly, and the power of the Dragon Clan bloodline on his body burst out completely.
His body also changed in the Void, turning into a pitch-black demonic dragon that was hundreds of feet long. Two dragon claws immediately attacked Chu Fengmian.
"There's no need to struggle. You're just a little demonic dragon. Unless you've stepped into the half-step Celestial Realm, your struggles are meaningless in front of my bloodline!"
Chu Fengmian sneered at the sight of Long Moluo's true form.
The power of the Dragon Emperor's bloodline surged out from Chu Fengmian's body, turning into rolling dragon will that enveloped the Dragon Mara.
The Dragon Mara's bloodline was at most the Primordial Battle Dragon Bloodline. Chu Fengmian's current bloodline, however, contained some of the Primordial Dragon Emperor's bloodline.
The hierarchy of bloodlines was engraved on the bodies of every dragon.
In the face of a more noble bloodline, he would be suppressed.
If it was to deal with other noble bloodlines, such as the royal bloodline of the devil race, or even the legendary royal bloodline of the devil race, the strength of those devil race powerhouses was almost not inferior to the strength of the devil dragon.
Chu Fengmian would be even more difficult to deal with.
However, Long Moluo was a demonic dragon. The power of the Dragon Race was imprinted in his bloodline and could not be erased.
The power of Long Moluo's body was reduced by a full thirty percent under the might of the bloodline.
It was already extremely difficult for him to fend off Chu Fengmian's attacks. Now, it was one disaster after another.
The continuous attacks bombarded Long Moluo's body, shattering many of his scales with each blow.
"Damn it! Damn it! How can this person's bloodline be so powerful?! "
Long Moluo roared madly. His strength had been firmly suppressed by Chu Fengmian, so he could only hastily deal with Chu Fengmian's attacks. He couldn't even counterattack.
He could see that although Chu Fengmian's strength was far superior to that of the Eight Tribulations Emperor Gu, he was at most on par with him.
If they were to compete in strength, his strength might be above Chu Fengmian's.
But now, because his strength was limited by the suppression of his bloodline power, he could only passively take a beating in front of Chu Fengmian.
Under the continuous bombardment, Long Moluo's body was on the verge of shattering.
"Old man, on account of the fact that we are both dragons, I'll give you a chance. If you submit to me, I won't kill you. I'll even give you an opportunity in the future to step into the half-step Celestial Realm!"
Chu Fengmian stared at Long Moluo and said coldly.
Long Moluo was the strongest Nine Tribulations Emperor Gu that Chu Fengmian had ever seen.
Although Chu Fengmian didn't know how long it would take for Long Moluo to reach the half-step Celestial Realm, with such strength, even if five or six ordinary Nine Emperor Gu besieged him, they would still be killed by him.
If Chu Fengmian didn't have the suppression of his bloodline power, he would only have a fifty percent chance of defeating Long Moluo.
Once he subdued Long Moluo, Chu Fengmian's goal would be achieved. He could also leave a trump card for Sword Dao Sect to guard.
Unless there was a half-step Celestial Realm expert attacking Sword Dao Sect, Sword Dao Sect would be safe no matter how great the danger.
"What a joke. You, a mere Eight Tribulations Emperor Gu, want to subdue me? Even a Young Emperor can't subdue me. What are you? If it weren't for the suppression of your bloodline power, I wouldn't be afraid of you! "
Long Moluo roared madly when he heard Chu Fengmian's words. His eyes were filled with insanity.
"Even if I fall into your hands today, you won't be able to take advantage of me!"
"Doomsday Rising Dragon!"
Rumble!
A golden dragon shadow suddenly flew out from behind Long Moluo's back and soared into the sky.
Following the appearance of the golden dragon silhouette, Long Moluo's power reached its peak.
He gathered all his strength on the golden dragon shadow, which contained the power of destruction. He was going all out.
Doomsday Rising Dragon!
Chu Fengmian's eyes were filled with fear when he saw the golden dragon shadow.
He had the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, so he naturally knew that this was the ultimate move of the Dragon Clan. Once it was released, death was the only outcome.
It was a move that would rather die in glory than live in dishonor. It was the final move of the Dragon Clan.
Chu Fengmian had once seen a flood dragon use this move when he was still weak. The power of this move was terrifying to the extreme.
Long Moluo before him was a pure-blooded War Dragon. The Doomsday Rising Dragon that he used was extremely powerful.
Even the surrounding space was trembling.
Long Moluo was now forced into a corner by Chu Fengmian. He would rather die than submit to Chu Fengmian. This was the glory of the Dragon Clan bloodline.
"It's a pity that I can't subdue this person."
Chu Fengmian muttered to himself when he saw the Doomsday Rising Dragon unleash this move.
This move meant that Long Moluo had decided to perish together with Chu Fengmian.
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