Chapter 729

Above the sky, the pillars of terror falling from the black hole were blocked one by one by the Taigu prohibition of the Taigu dragon region.

Long Yang sat under the Seven Star volt tree. He was in a state of Epiphany and had no perception of the arrival of thunder robbery.

The primary condition for promotion to wusheng is the understanding of space magic. The more thorough the understanding, the greater the chance of promotion.

This is not a problem for Long Yang at all. As long as his cultivation has not exceeded the realm of his previous life, there will be no barrier in his promotion to the great realm, and his cultivation will be improved naturally.

As for Lei Jie, he came completely at his chaotic immortal dragon body.

In other words, Long Yang is already a first-class martial saint. He condenses a nebula tree in his Dantian, which has the magic power to open up space and travel through time and space.

The star cloud tree is covered with star leaves to form a star dragon, which is evolving all the time.

Originally, the promotion of the general level 9 wuzun to the wusheng here was a complete success, but long Yang still didn't stop. As he understood more deeply, the star cloud tree became taller, the more star leaves grew, and the larger the Star Dragon formed.

This also means that long Yang exerts his space magic and spans a space distance farther than the martial saint of the same level.

The star cloud tree is like a tree supporting the sky, supporting a star field. All the stars twinkle and rotate in a mysterious path to form a nebula.

Wisps of powerful power emanate from the nebula and fill the whole star region.

That power looks as white as a drill. At first, it also contains strands of star power. With the longer the nebula rotates, the strands of star power will be refined into a white and innocent moon.

After a long time, all the star forces were refined into a lunar bloom, which began to condense, compress and solidify, and finally formed a small curved moon, suspended in a corner of the starry leaves in the sky.

If an intermediate or advanced martial Saint sees this scene, he will be surprised.

The low-level martial saint is the process of transforming the star power into holy power. Only when it is completely transformed into holy power, there will be a crescent moon in the Dantian, which is considered to be among the middle-level martial saints.

Long Yang's cultivation is obviously a first-class martial saint, but there is a phenomenon in Dantian that only when his cultivation reaches the intermediate martial saint, which shows that he has the strength to fight with the intermediate martial saint.

The thunder robbery over the ancient dragon region is becoming more and more terrible, and Long Yang is still calm.

As each thunder robbery disappeared, his momentum became stronger and stronger.

"Thief God, Ben genius doesn't have time to spend here with you."

When Long Yang spoke, he rushed out of the archaic dragon region like a wild dragon into the sky, and also out of the range of the archaic prohibition, appearing below the robbery cloud.

"The dragon shaped awn that rushed out of the ancient dragon region should be long Yang."

"It's him. What did he rush out to do?"

"What, he rushed to rob the cloud. Did he think..."

Long Zefeng and long Dingtian were almost frightened by Long Yang's actions.

In the exclamation of the two elders, Long Yang ran the chaotic dragon spinning force, and a curved moon appeared behind him. A fist contained the holy power of terror and burst into the robbery cloud.

Boom!

Before the next thunder robbery was formed, the robbery cloud was smashed by Longyang, the thunder robbery also disappeared, and the sky over the chaotic space returned to sunny.

"This... This is OK?"

The two elders were so surprised that their chin fell to the ground that they didn't know.

When the thunder robbery disappeared, Long Yang's momentum soared again.

Ow!

Eight different colors of dragon Qi rushed out of Long Yang's body, danced over the chaotic space, intertwined with each other, and integrated into one, forming a larger holy dragon and jumping into Long Yang's body.

"The chaotic immortal dragon body has reached the early stage of Tianlong period."

Long Yang stood in the air, feeling his own changes, and his mood was agitated.

The 25-year-old Wu Sheng is absolutely unprecedented in Wanwu mainland, and may even be the last.

At the same time, there was a huge message in his mind.

"Time magic."

Surprise flashed across long Yang's face.

The time magic power is the inheritance magic power obtained by the chaotic immortal dragon body during the promotion to the Tianlong period.

Long Yang sucked and photographed the ground, and there was a young demon eagle in his hand.

The idea moved. A ray of streamer flashed in Long Yang's hand and lit on the demon eagle.

A miracle happened. The demon Eagle grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had grown up for a month in an instant.

The idea moved again, and a ray of streamer flashed in Long Yang's hand. It was on the demon eagle. It was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally changed back to its original appearance.

"With my current cultivation, if I use the time magic, the time that can be changed is one month."

Long Yang has a clear concept of the power of time magic.

"Dad, uncle Dingtian."

Long Yang stepped out and appeared beside long Zefeng and long Dingtian.

"Good, good, worthy of being my son of long Zefeng."

Long Zefeng looked at the little son who had become a martial Saint at the age of 25 and was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

"Ha ha, I thought you could be worth boasting to others for a lifetime. Now it seems that you are enough to boast for eight lifetimes."

The Dragon tripod sky also caresses the beard and laughs.

"Long Yang, a puppet called by the powerful evil ghost division, the nether family and Yin soldiers and Yin horses attack the holy land of all ethnic groups, especially the nether world, which bears the brunt and suffers the most casualties. Go to the nether world in person."

After long Yang shared his experience of promoting to wusheng with the two elders, long Zefeng thought of something and said.

He wants to spend more time with his son, but his son and Yutian are good friends. Now Yutian is in danger. He can't let his son feel guilty in the future because of himself.

"Your father is right. The survival of the underworld is not only related to the life and death of Yu Tian, but also related to the survival of the holy land of all nationalities."

Long Ding Tian also said.

"OK, I'll go to the underworld right away and have a drink with you when I come back."

Long Yang said goodbye to his father and uncle, stepped out of the chaotic space and rushed to the underworld as quickly as possible.

"We also have to practice hard. We can't be a burden to Long Yang."

Dragon wind tunnel.

"In the past, I was always afraid that he would grow too slowly. Now he has far surpassed us. Soon, the Wanwu mainland is not enough for him to show his hands and feet. I am reluctant and worried when I think that he is going to leave for the world of heaven."

"The more you live, the more you go backwards."

Longding heaven looked at the direction of Longyang's disappearance and laughed at himself.

"The young man has a way to go. We can't drag him back."

"One day, we will live together forever and never have to separate."

Long Zefeng is also reluctant to give up in every way, but he can not become a stumbling block for his son. He should become his strongest backing, so that he has no worries behind him and can rest assured to break into his own world.