The fiery red sword gang roared, turning into a firebird and constantly killing, and the momentum was like a tide crashing on the shore, endlessly.

Zu Long's feet were off the ground, his body floating in the air, and his face was calm.

No matter how terrifying Jian Gang crushed him in waves, he couldn't break through the defenses he laid down with a casual move.

From the moment he discovered the mark of reincarnation, it was like he had discovered a new continent, and he was full of novelty about Zhou Lin, forcing him to perform the secret art of reincarnation again so that he could peek into the mysteries.

But soon, he realized that he was wrong.

This young man has incredible energy, and when he is strong, he is strong, and under his own pressure, he can gradually get rid of the influence and raise his sword to fight.

"Broken!"

Zhou Lin roared angrily, and the fiery red sword in his hand turned into a long dragon, holding one end in his hand, but the other end was constantly bombarded like a whip.

The sea of fire was endless, the heat wave was monstrous, and he actually shattered the defenses laid by the ancestral dragon.

The blade of the Burning Sun Sword is too sharp, the sword qi is too strong, and the sword intent contained in it is too strange.

But such a result is indeed unexpected.

For many years, he had never been so embarrassed, even if it was just a casual defense, but the gap between the two was too big, and the defense was broken by a weak ant, although it was only a subsequent defense, but it still made him a little embarrassed.

Ancestral Dragon, when has there ever been such a mess?

He was a little annoyed, but he was helpless in a short time, this little guy took the lead, and the shots were endless, and he couldn't interrupt at all, so he could only passively accept it.

Zulong's methods are endless, and he has not been idle in the past 100,000 years, he has been learning all over his body, throwing it out casually, and hitting it with a punch, not facing Zhou Lin at all, but there was an explosion in the void, and the fist rang out like thunder, and exploded directly around Zhou Lin, forcing him to rush and shoot with all his strength to attack against each other.

Both of them are very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they have passed a hundred moves.

Zu Long put his fingers together with one hand, flicked his fingers, wisps of Gang Qi like a long sword, roaring in the sky, and the other hand pinched the Dao Jue, the void trembled, and there was a vision of moving mountains and seas, resisting the rolling and flowing fiery sword qi.

In this level of battle, Zhou Lin gained a lot of precious experience, and for a moment he even had the illusion that he was not fighting with one person, but with one hundred and eight thousand people, and the other party's methods were endless, and none of the hundreds of moves were repeated, and each move was extremely sharp, all of them were the secret methods of the Zhen clan, and the power was amazing.

Boom Boom!

Sinkholes exploded on the ground, huge rocks shattered, dust splashed, and one of the shadows flickered.

In the face of such high-intensity pressure, Zhou Lin forced out all his potential, really lost the last bit of constraints, and completely let go of his hands and feet to fight and kill.

In the corner, the breath on the body of the Huayang Supreme, who was described as withered, was constantly surging, and the breath of time was flowing, and he was rapidly changing from a dry corpse that had withered for 100,000 years back to the supreme powerhouse of the past.

At the center of his eyebrows, the ancestral dragon ball was constantly trembling, as if it was about to be suppressed, so that he could not move.

"Whoosh!"

The ancestral dragon ball was shocked from the center of the eyebrows, and was taken back, firmly grasped in his hand, and a figure rose from the ground, standing proudly in the void.

A green shirt seems to be eternal, and the cold eyes are shining with coldness.

It is Huayang Supreme!

He actually regained his strength.

It was precisely because of Zhou Lin's containment that he had enough time to quickly recover his strength.

Looking at the battle group, his gaze was cold, he didn't expect that the inheritance left by him in the past would save him after 100,000 years, according to the back hand of the year, it should be his own bloodline descendants to resurrect himself.

Sometimes it's hard to guess.

A drink and a peck, there is cause and effect.

But when he saw the ancestral dragon using the secret technique of time, he knew that there was probably not much bloodline left of his descendants, and this old dragon must have plundered his own bloodline in order to condense the seeds of the secret technique of time.

His heart was trembling, it was his own bloodline, it was all plundered, and he must have died a tragic death.

Are everyone else alive?

I didn't want to get involved in that grudge back then, so I brought a batch of human seeds to the Divine Dragon Realm, and now it seems that maybe it's wrong.

With a gaze, Huayang Supreme's heart was full of anger.

Such a big hatred, not to share the sky!

He turned into a streamer of light that streaked through the void and swooped down on the warband.

"Ancestral Dragon, a battle 100,000 years ago, regardless of victory or defeat, today is either you die or I die!"

The wind was howling, the roar of anger spread in all directions, and the Huayang Supreme came strongly, glowing all over, and with a fist, he punched the ancestral dragon back into the sword qi cage under Zhou Linbu.

Rumble!

Although Zu Long was not injured, Huayang Supreme's full force blow was much stronger than Zhou Lin's, and under this punch, the aura on his body was a little vain.

Zhou Lin's body is light and agile, and at a distance not far or near, it is better than a leisurely stroll.

He has become accustomed to such high-intensity coercion, and now with two against one, he has a greater grasp.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zu Long's mouth, whose figure was a little blurred, "It's up to you?" Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be? ”

He pinched the ten fingers of his hands, twisted his arms, and a blinding light appeared in his palms.

With his arms stretched out, his five fingers were like hooks, and with a bang, the sword qi cage controlled by Zhou Lin was torn apart in an instant, and the ancestral dragon was standing in the void, and his momentum was constantly rising.

The clouds and mist were rolling behind him, and the ancestral dragon finally stopped deliberately suppressing his own breath, and his majestic aura was running wildly, and those clouds and mist continued to gather and disperse, and finally condensed into the outline of a cloud and mist god statue, like a god about to come into the world.

Huayang Supreme's expression became more and more solemn.

With his own momentum alone, he created such a strong vision of heaven and earth, and the strength of the ancestral dragon was unfathomable.

He glanced at the young man, and the natural closeness of the two in the exercises made him see something different.

The Burning Sun Sword in his hand made a sonorous sword groan, Zhou Lin glanced at Huayang Supreme, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and put the fingers together with the other, and gently wiped it from left to right on the sword body.

The Sun Sword trembled slightly, as if it had sensed his mind and was resonating with him.

I didn't expect to be able to fight side by side with the old man Huayang, which I had never thought of before, and besides, he was not old.

Zhou Lin suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, brilliant light bloomed from between his left fingers.

It was like a bright moon rising, surging in all directions, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and the entire Supreme Cemetery seemed to be a little brighter all of a sudden.

"Kill!"

This is an experience, and Zhou Lin did not hesitate to shoot again.

With this shot, it was obvious that her swordsmanship was improving, and the meaning of the sword path contained in it became more and more condensed.

Zu Long was surprised to find that this Terran boy was like a bottomless pit, such a strong coercion did not crush him, but made him stronger and stronger, such a person could not stay!

He didn't move like a mountain, his hands conjured dozens of arms in front of him, dazzling, all kinds of profound magic tricks poured out, and for a while, the light in front of him shone brightly, the wind was blowing, and the thunder was lingering.