Yang Qi suddenly made his move.
The moment he made his move, his entire body turned into a beam of lightning, as thin as a thread. However, his power caused the entire universe to shake violently, and with his current cultivation level, he did not use any of the powers of the World Essence. He was purely testing his own abilities.
Even if this old Dragon Clan man, Long Jiu Rong, was a fifth level Nirvana Realm Dragon Clan expert, he still wouldn't be able to escape a sudden attack from Yang Ke.
A line of blood appeared on Long Jiu Rong's neck. Then, his head fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe that he'd been instantly beheaded.
"Kill!"
The lower half of his body was sealed in the air, turning into a huge dragon. Blood dyed the hall red, he had lost his head, his life was left intact, and the head that was struggling grew out. Unfortunately, the Yang Qi Demon God's sealing technique had been set up, causing his blood essence to be completely sealed away.
"Hand over the head!" Without any hesitation, Yang Qi made another move, and as the head was grabbed in his hand, a raging flame appeared, followed by a miserable scream. The old man Long Jiu Rong turned into his original form, a divine dragon head, with a golden beard, blood-red eyes, unable to escape.
Crack, crack, crack … With a loud noise, the dragon head and body were sealed, and a crystal color appeared in Yang Qi's hand, it was formed from the law of space, just a moment ago it was still majestic, but now it was sealed by Yang Qi.
"What kind of thing dares to make a ruckus in front of me?" Yang Ke shook his head as he put away the dragon amber.
"You're courting death!"
Duke Long did not seem to expect Yang Qi to dare attack at this critical moment, as if it was a serious provocation. As soon as he moved, he jumped out of the dragon bed, and the thousand dragons crashed down, and the entire hall immediately disintegrated.
"Thousand Dragon Sect, Thousand Mountain Town!"
Eight God Fist!
This was the Divine Dragon Clan's fist art that Duke Long had used among the eight divine fist techniques. It was mighty and unstoppable, one level higher than the elder Long Jiu Rong's.
Yes, this was true, Duke Long was at the sixth level of myths, a supreme figure at the Heavenly Dipper Realm. This sort of boundary could allow one to become an Elder King in the Dao Protecting Alliance.
They belonged to the powerful figures that were currently active in the Dao Protector Alliance.
However, although this Long Wuji was vicious, he couldn't compare to Ye Shaotian. He even dared to scheme against Ye Wudao and Yang Qi, not to mention this Long Wuji.
The Nine Yang Divine Sect wasn't afraid of Ye Wudao, they were only afraid of Long Wuji because of the Divine Dragon Clan's power behind Long Wuji. The Eight Heavenly Realms were much more powerful than the Rushing Sky Realm, and Ye Shaotian had never shown his strongest power.
If Ye Wudao could truly display his tyrannical strength, then the people from the Nine Yang Divine Sect would not have helped Yang Qi. It was still unknown.
"What Eight Godly Fist? It's too shallow. Look at my Eight Godly Fist! Go back and learn it for a few years!" Yang Ke's face revealed an unusual expression. He twisted his body and unleashed the Eight Godly Punches. Tens of thousands of dragons roared. Eight Great Circle, Sky dragon, True dragon, God dragon, Tola dragon … All of them appeared, as one with eight dragons, reaching great perfection. In the process of being protected by the eight dragons, a golden figure, like a Buddha, vaguely appeared.
Dragon of Buddha.
Weng! *
The clothes on his body swelled up, like a balloon being blown up, it suddenly exploded, and at the moment of the explosion, Yang Qi ruthlessly struck his palm on Duke Long's body, causing him to sit back down on the Star King's bed, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
"You... How was it possible to reach the level of the Eight Tribes? To think that I could actually cultivate the Eight Godly Strikes to the Great Perfection Stage. " Duke Long's expression changed again, "The biochemical poison in my body hasn't been cleansed? "You thief, how dare you!"
"The Eight Tribes' Perfection Divine Fist is just a talisman left behind by the Ancient Dragon God." Yang Ke laughed. Although he had mastered the 'Eight Trigrams Divine Fist', this matter was too heaven-defying and he had better not expose it. He said that he had obtained the talisman left behind by the ancient dragon god and used it to help him release the power of the 'Eight Trigrams Divine Fist'.
"Furthermore, the residual poison in your body has indeed not been completely removed. Thus, do not use too much strength. Else, when the residual poison breaks out, I will no longer help you remove it."
"Thief!" Duke Long had suffered a huge loss and was unwilling to give up. But now he had to use 90% of his power to suppress the injury in his body, or else he would explode. How could he fight with Yang Qi?
"Kill him!"
The dragon clan woman, the dragon clan man, and four or five other dragon clan young masters suddenly appeared behind Yang Qi and launched a sneak attack on him. Violent auras interweaved and sealed off the entire space.
"Imprisoning Dragon God Formation!" These people's divine fists mixed with magic treasures covered the area, causing the heavens and earth to be filled with the majesty of dragons. The countless laws were all intimidating on the spot.
However, when the Dragon God Formation descended, Yang Ke disappeared.
"Impossible!"
The forces of these people clashed against each other, reaching an empty space. Every single one of them retreated, and it was tantamount to everyone joining hands to fight each other to the death.
"How did he disappear?"
"What is going on?"
Everyone's Qi and blood surged, and Long Wuji's warning came into everyone's ears, "Be careful!" After that, Long Wuji's voice became even sharper, "Thief, you dare, you dare kill my men!"
But it was too late!
The ferocious dragon woman's head flew high into the sky and was grabbed by Yang Qi. Then her body was sealed and turned into a piece of dragon amber crystal.
Then, the dragon man was also cut in half, screaming in pain again and again. Just as he was about to recover, the sleeves of Yang Qi's war robe came down, pulling him into his sleeves. With a hysterical scream, no sound came out.
Soon, a series of amber crystals formed into a buddhist bracelet, which was placed onto Yang Qi's hand. The buddhist beads were sealed by Long Jiu Rong, the dragon woman, the big man, and a few young men.
Flames were burning, offering sacrifices to their souls. Their souls were wailing in pain, and it was better to die than to live. As long as the dragon race looked at it, they would know that this was blasphemy against the dragon soul.
"How dare you be so cruel and desecrate an expert of our Divine Dragon Clan!" Duke Long pointed at Yang Qi and scolded him fiercely. He didn't dare make a move for fear that his Zhen Qi would dissipate and poison his entire body.
As long as you suppress it daily, it's a waste of your energy. You can suppress it, but remember, you can't get angry, if you get angry, your true qi will go berserk, and the poison will spread all over your body. Yang Qi said with pity, "I left the Star King Dragon Bed with you because I want to leave a trace of it for you to see in the future. In the future, I will open a new temple in the Dao Protector Alliance, the Holy Medicine Sect, and treat the patients. You have to treat the poison in your body.
While he was speaking, Yang Ke was suddenly sent flying out. Some of the ancient powers' divine senses swept over his body, but they weren't able to catch him.
All the major powers of the Nine Yang Divine Sect were panic-stricken, vaguely feeling that they had done something foolish.
After all, he was an elder of the Dao Protector Alliance, and had been operating for a long time now. With his identity as the instigator and traitor, he had seduced a large number of elders, giving him this identity. Unless there was another meeting, otherwise, it would be impossible to deprive him of his identity as an elder.
He could set up any sect in the Dao Protector Alliance's camp. Once the sect was built, how could he not be afraid that no one would come knocking? When he came out, even a group of loyal disciples from the Nine Yang Divine Sect had followed him. Some of their sect elders had come to join him after leaving the sect and become his men.
In the Dao Protecting Alliance's camp, he chose a piece of land and placed his hand on it. Suddenly, thunder roared and the void was created, and a lot of palaces, pavilions, small worlds, and a piece of land sect appeared out of nowhere.
Many of the ancient powers and sects also heard about the conflict between Yang Qi and the Nine Yang Divine Sect and the Divine Dragon Clan. When they saw him come out, they opened up the sect on the spot and observed how he did it.
As they saw the small world and the pavilions slowly being formed, the forbidden technique enveloped them, and the killing intent began to boil. They were all secretly shocked; this was no longer a technique of the sixth Heavenly Gan realm, but an even higher technique.
Elder Wang was at the Heavenly Dipper Realm. No matter how advanced he was, reaching the seventh level of the Divine level was still an old and untouchable thing. These people usually don't come out.
"Futurian!" Sky Dancer, Light Dancer, Dark Dancer, Sand Dancer, Fire Dancer, Lightning Dancer! "Come out!" Yang Ke moved a little and six large stars immediately rose into the sky. The six dancers appeared.
The six dancers were all extremely tyrannical prospective soldiers, each of them were equivalent to a sixth layer Sky of Sky Heaven Stage master. Although they were not Young Master Ye's match, they were still people that terrified the people in the Immortal Path.
Many elders and kings had died in their hands.
After Yang Qi collected them, he channeled the energy of the future world into their bodies and used the fragments of the disc to stimulate their life genes. Now, they had become puppets and were even more powerful than before.