Chapter 5539 Ancient Desolate Dragon

Chapter 5539 Ancient Desolate Dragon

If not for the guidance of Zhen Ling, this process would have been very lengthy.

Jian Wushuang was no exception.

Without the appearance of Qishen Temple, there wouldn't have been the skeletal army, and without mastering Heart power, accidentally entering the starry sky and subsequently grasping the Extreme Dao wouldn't have happened.

It was a Great Dao explored from within Heart power.

Under normal circumstances, even if handed to you, you wouldn't be able to cultivate it.

In this, there were external factors, personal efforts, but more importantly, someone was pushing everything forward.

Pushing an immature temporal river to its peak.

It could be considered as forcing the seedlings to grow.

In Qishen Temple, after reaching the supreme-peak, there was nowhere else to go. Even in the outside world, there were very few at the supreme-peak, and the transmission of inheritance and opportunities were quite ordinary.

This would cause them, after reaching that level, to lack a sense of crisis, and subsequently stagnate.

Whether this was good or bad remained uncertain.

Jian Wushuang's thoughts stirred, and he seemed to have made some preparations for the future.

At present, planning remained the core.

Mastering the matters of Qishen Temple was still distant.

Beside him, Gong Miaoyi noticed Jian Wushuang's distraction and asked, "Are we leaving directly?"

Gong Miaoyi turned her head to glance at those wandering Dao Lords.

Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "I never kill the weak. Don't forget, this is the Deep Wilderness. Even if they can survive and get out, it will probably take tens of thousands of years. The core of Qingniao Hall has been destroyed, and without the protection of Qingniao Hall, surviving is already fortunate for them!"

But as his words fell, in the distant sky, a huge black dragon suddenly appeared, charging towards their location without any regard.

Compared to Qingniao Hall, the dragon was like a grain of sand, disappearing instantly.

"An ancient desolate beast?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

They shouldn't be so unlucky!

First, Qingniao Hall encountered problems, and then they ran into this level of ancient desolate beast.

In places in the Heavenly Realm without cultivators, it is considered desolate.

It was truly desolate. The remaining desolate beasts are very few, especially powerful ones.

Like this ancient desolate dragon, with the strength of a tier 6 Emperor, they were even rarer.

Once they appear, it's likely to quickly attract a large number of powerhouses for siege.

This is a feast of gluttony.

But then Jian Wushuang was stunned. He only knew that the strength of desolate beasts was formidable, but he was unclear about the specific aspects.

Now he understood.

His most powerful strike only managed to break some of the opponent's soft armor, not even causing minor injuries.

The terrifying defensive power was probably on par with a supreme physique, and the divine body could rival an Emperor with 60,000-fold.

"You!!!"

Feeling the injuries on its body, the ancient desolate dragon roared to the sky, shouting angrily, "You actually managed to break my scales; you deserve to die!"

A pitch-black mist spewed from its mouth, plunging the already dim sky into complete darkness.

In the darkness, the dragon moved, and its claws unexpectedly reached out towards Jian Wushuang.

The sharpness of its claws made Jian Wushuang's heart race.

In a moment of trance, he was reminded of Si Tian's claw technique.

Then, a great joy welled up within him!

This dragon had a connection with the Candle Dragon.

It was the power of bloodline.

This ancient dragon must have the bloodline of the Candle Dragon, with some innate inheritance within that inheritance being the Candle Dragon's claw technique.

Originally feeling quite tricky, prepared to give up the fight with this dragon, it would be better to leave directly. With his speed, he could soon escape.

But now, it was unnecessary.

Having a bloodline connection with the Beast God Candle Dragon, if he could slay it, using the essence and flesh on its body might be able to restore the Candle Dragon weapon.

Thinking of this, in order to provoke the opponent, Jian Wushuang exposed the Candle Dragon weapon on his body, which had lost its power.

Buzz!

The Candle Dragon Wings suddenly shook, directly dispelling the black mist.

Then, with a shake of his wings, he instantly appeared next to Gong Miao, lifting her up in his arms.

At this level of battle, she couldn't intervene anymore.

"You leave first, leave this to me!" Jian Wushuang put down Gong Miao and handed her a token, saying, "Head north with it. I'll catch up with you soon!"

Gong Miao, not indecisive, nodded and said, "Be careful!"

Then she quickly left the area.

The ancient dragon emerged its massive head from the black mist, billowing black fog from its rugged nostrils, staring fixedly at the Candle Dragon Wings on Jian Wushuang's body.

Jian Wushuang also noticed the opponent's gaze, and then the Candle Dragon Armor on him lit up.

"I also have this!" Jian Wushuang shouted angrily.