Profound Dragon Warlord Chapter 1092 Guided

With the eruption of his strength, violent airflows appeared everywhere. They were like sharp blades that cut at the s.p.a.ce around them. They were mighty and mighty, simply unrivaled.

The gigantic body of the purple lizard was actually covered in wounds from the punch, and it crashed onto the ground with a loud sound. Shen Longxuan could feel that the s.p.a.ce created by the illusion formation was not damaged at all, and he was even more satisfied with the talisman source.

In his eyes, this was not a mountain or river, but a colorful world formed from symbols. Seeing the purple lizard beast fall into it made him feel as if he was sinking into the ground.

He immediately switched to a Five Elements Sword, thrusting out his sword. The five dragons roared and connected head to tail, causing an unending barrage of attacks. As they spun extremely quickly, the multicolored light in the center actually turned into a field of chaos, falling towards the purple lizard beast's head.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The violent collision caused the world to turn dark, and the light from the explosion replaced all color …

At this moment, Lin Nantian was constantly shuttling between every illusion. He had already walked through it tens of thousands of times, but he had not stepped out yet, not because he was stupid, but because of Shen Longxuan.

As an expert of the sixth stage of the Martial Saint Stage, his heart was filled with rage after being trapped here for half a year. It was not only because he could not leave, but also because the person he was trapping was actually saved under his watch.

What angered him the most was that after chasing for half a year, he didn't even see a shadow. He finally understood that he had fallen into a hallucination. He had walked this terrain countless times but still couldn't find the platform and the dragon pillar.

The reason he was so attached to the Dragon Soul was because he had eavesdropped on its secrets. Although it was only a legend, he felt that it was true.

Even though his cultivation was already at the sixth level of the Martial Saint Stage and was incomparably glorious in front of others, as if no one was his match in front of the Black and White Martial Emperors, he himself knew that his cultivation had been stuck at this realm for almost two hundred years.

He had once asked the White Emperor how he could break through into the next realm. The White Emperor had clearly told him that it was the battle spirit that restricted him.

The most important thing was the battle spirit s. His current state was to have a body full of power, but he could not unleash it because the battle spirit were too weak to bear even more strength of original source.

This was like an umbrella on a rainy day. No matter how big an umbrella was, it could block out all the raindrops. No matter how much strength one had, it was unable to block out a few more raindrops.

battle spirit s were just like this umbrella. Even if they could move a towering tree, they would not be able to change the fact that they only had an umbrella in their hands, unless they changed the umbrella in their hands.

This was what the White Emperor had told him at that time, and after hearing it, he became desperate. battle spirit was born to be changed, how could he change it just like that?

This was the reason why he had slaughtered so many people back then. Through practice, he had truly gained some experience which allowed him to regain his confidence in cultivation.

That was why he had become so crazy when he heard that there was a Dragon Soul. He wanted to fuse with a Dragon Soul; even if he had to take the risk of offending the Black and White Emperors, he would not refuse.

However, he had never expected that all of this would actually be a scam. Evidently, if all of this was truly a test, then he had completely disappointed the Black and White Emperors.

He had also offended all of the remaining Martial Saint Stage Powerhouse s at the same time, but the most hateful thing was that he did not obtain anything at all.

From afar, a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen. They were filled with madness and bloodl.u.s.t, causing people to feel fear at first glance. Not even he himself realized that his aura was fluctuating up and down; it was actually on the verge of a breakthrough.

This was because he had killed many people to steal their souls before this, but the current him was completely unaware of this. He continued to frantically bombard the path as he ran, hoping to open the door to teleportation.

However, his greater wish was to find the platform with the dragon pillars and the eight dragon serpents protecting it.

Boom!

Not knowing how much time had pa.s.sed, he actually shattered the void with a single punch, revealing a s.p.a.ce that he had never been to before. And in this s.p.a.ce was the platform that he had been waiting for.

"Hahaha …" The heavens did not disappoint me! I've finally found it! "

He looked at the crystal clear dragon pillar and saw a dragon shadow moving within. The eight 1000 foot dragon serpents were positioned in different positions, waiting for him. He hadn't looked carefully before, and this time he had discovered that these eight dragon serpents were actually in the form of dragons.

Especially the fact that the horn on his head had already been bent, and that green ball of light. All of this meant that his luck had arrived. His mind trembled, and a wave of joy that he hadn't felt in a long time surged into his heart.

"Is it really a Dragon Soul?"

With the treasure that he had been searching for for for half a year right before his eyes, he actually hesitated. His expression slowly returned to normal as he muttered to himself, "Dragon Soul?"

In the next moment, he took a step forward. Although it was slow, it was a long step. He regained his demeanor as a Martial Saint, and in a flash, he entered one of the green light b.a.l.l.s.

When he recovered his sight, Lin Nantian's heart sank because he did not see the Dragon Soul he had imagined, nor did he enter the s.p.a.ce near the Dragon Soul pillar that he had seen half a year ago, when he had unleashed his divine might to crush the nine great Martial Saint Stage s.

He could not be more familiar with this place. Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, he consoled himself.

"Since it is a Dragon Soul, there must be a test. This kind of precious thing is not easily obtainable by others, so, no matter what happens, it is normal."

"Eight dragon pythons, eight teleportation channels. One of them must be real. No matter how many paths I walk, I will still try one by one. Therefore, I will not give up!"

As he listened to Lin Nantian's words that were filled with confidence, Shen Longxuan finally retracted his state of mind. This was giving Lin Nantian hope, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to predict what kind of shocking action the sixth stage of Martial Saint Stage would perform.

Would he break through the s.p.a.ce of the Symbol Origin, and if he really came out, then he would be in for a lot of trouble, so he wanted Lin Nantian to repeat the path he walked on before.

"This time, I should be able to endure for another half a year." Shen Longxuan looked at the purple-clothed youth who was angrily walking over and immediately laughed. This time, he did not get any benefits.

"Shen Longxuan, you sinister villain, you actually dared to sneak in an attack on me?"

Shen Longxuan curiously sized him up. He didn't know what was so special about this violet-clothed youth; over the past half year, he had attracted Lin Nantian to his s.p.a.ce more than once, but he was always able to avoid him.

"If you can't, then just say you can't. What kind of reason do you have? Didn't you also use your illusions?" Shen Longxuan replied.

He thought for a moment, then continued: "That Lin Nantian is coming again, I'll be leaving first!"

Shen Longxuan felt that this was not bad, as there was an enemy that could make him use his full strength, that could allow him to grow even faster.

"Wait …"

The teenager in purple watched as Shen Longxuan disappeared. He was so angry that he stomped his feet.

The moment Shen Longxuan came out, he discovered Master Turtle, who was walking in circles anxiously in front of the door, and Xiaohe, who had an indifferent face and was fiddling with a walking stick, her strength had increased again.

"Little Turtle, what are you doing?" Shen Longxuan asked.

Hearing that, Master Gui's body immediately trembled, he pushed open the door and entered the room, even the indifferent Xiaohe followed him in.

"Lord, you're finally awake!"

Shen Longxuan curled his lips. It was as if he had been sleeping.

Lord Turtle blinked his green eyes, knowing that he had made a mistake, he immediately changed his words, "Sir, in the half year that you've been in closed door cultivation, the outside world has already become a pot of porridge."

"Get to the point!"

"Let me say it. The old turtle is too old, so his speech is a bit sloppy." Xiaohe glared at Master Turtle. She had developed the aura of a superior in the past half year, especially towards Master Turtle, who was like a subordinate to her.

"Ever since the closing of the ruins, all of the forces have obtained benefits, especially some that have obtained powerful treasures, cultivation techniques, and Martial Arts. After half a year of brewing, they have begun to not satisfy the resources allocated to them."

Xiaohe said.