A roar of mourning resounded throughout the world, and the shadow of the true dragon appeared behind the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon. The dragon's head looked down at Lu Yi with a majestic gaze, and in the next moment, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the spear.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon danced his spear, and the scales all over his body flashed with mysterious true dragon patterns. Like a divine general wearing golden armor to kill, he faced the golden light without hesitation.

boom!

The two collided, making a violent roar, and the dazzling golden light like the sun enveloped the world. A large number of monks with weak cultivation levels felt their eyes stinging, tears streaming down their faces, and dared not look directly. Mortals only felt a vast expanse of white.

I couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west, so I could only close my eyes.

Only monks with strong cultivation dare to watch the battle in the sky.

Soon, the light dissipated and everyone looked towards the sky. Many people stared with wide eyes and looked shocked.

A pitch-black black hole appeared in the sky. It was an endless void formed by the collapse of space, a dead silence and emptiness.

But the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon had already flown upside down, his whole body was cracked, his dragon scale armor had dissipated, his body was dyed red with blood, and he was falling straight down.

The collision caused the Heavenly Dragon Holy Son to be severely injured and no longer capable of fighting.

Just when the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon was about to land, a figure appeared and hugged him.

It was an old man with a very strong build. He had long golden hair and a violent aura, as majestic as a lion.

The old man glanced at Tianlong Shengzi, then looked up at Lu Yi, with a calm expression, and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your mercy, little friend."

Lu Yi smiled: "Senior, you're welcome. I don't have a life-or-death feud with the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon."

The old man nodded slightly: "My little friend is extremely talented and has the appearance of a swordsman. I can communicate more with Aotian in the future."

Aotian?

This is a great name. At first glance, it looks like the protagonist of a cool novel.

Lu Yi smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will compete with the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon more when I have the opportunity."

It's best to spar dozens of times a day. By then, he will have enough true dragon essence and blood to increase his physical strength.

Holy Son Tianlong vomited blood and looked at Lu Yi with dissatisfaction: "Lu Yi! Next time, I will definitely win!"

Lu Yi nodded and smiled happily: "We'll compete next time."

The old man said no more, turned around and left with the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon.

Lu Yi also returned to the residence of the Divine Sword Sect.

Jian Ruyu, Wang Qifeng and other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect looked at Lu Yi with weird expressions, shocked and unbelievable.

Jian Ruyu ran to Lu Yi, exclaimed again and again, patted Lu Yi on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother, you are too powerful, aren't you? That day the Dragon Saint was so heavy that the younger generation of us in the Eastern Region couldn't breathe.

I didn’t expect to be defeated by you so easily!”

Wang Qifeng had a complicated expression and sighed: "Brother Lu is extremely talented, we can't compare to him."

He was defeated by Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon in the first ten moves. Now look at Lu Yi, easily defeating Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon. The gap between the two can be imagined.

Other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also spoke one after another. Lu Yi's strength was too strong. Even if these were all disciples of the Immortal Sect, they were still shocked.

Lu Yi chuckled and said: "The Holy Son Dragon was very powerful that day, and I didn't take it easy either. I basically used all my strength."

To be honest, the last words of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon really surprised Lu Yi.

The spear in his hand is probably not an ordinary magic weapon. It is probably of the same level as Senior Sister's Hanli Sword, both of which are high-grade treasures.

Lu Yi originally planned to gather more power, but he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon blocked so much sword intent.

This was a bit beyond Lu Yi's expectations.

Ding Qing also came over. He looked at Lu Yi and admired: "Your kendo realm is stronger than when you were in the kendo competition. I'm afraid it's close to 20%, right? The Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear, and it turned out that it was even better."

I couldn't block your sword."

Lu Yi smiled and nodded: "It's almost 20%."

Ding Qing sighed: "It's true that heroes come from youth. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten thousand years, and now I am not much better than this little guy like you."

Hearing this, Jian Ruyu and others were shocked and looked at Lu Yi.

Although they knew that Lu Yi's swordsmanship was very strong, the gap between them was too big and they had no clear feeling.

But now, even their elders, powerful sword cultivators in the Mahayana realm, say that they are not much stronger than Lu Yi in terms of swordsmanship?

One has been practicing for ten thousand years, the other has been practicing for less than a hundred years, one is a Mahayana monk, and the other has just broken through to the Nascent Soul realm.

It was hard for the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect to accept that the realm of swordsmanship between the two was so close.

It seems that Lu Yi is no longer a member of the younger generation.

Lu Yi and others chatted for a while, and then went back to rest.

After all, the ruins haven't been opened yet, and the major forces are still discussing, so it's not time to enter the ruins yet.

On that day, the shocking battle between Lu Yi and Tianlong Shengzi spread out very quickly.

The Son of Heavenly Dragon cultivated the second transformation of Heavenly Dragon in the realm of Nascent Soul, and even used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear, the sect-suppressing immortal weapon of Heavenly Dragon Holy Land, but was still defeated by Lu Yi's sword.

It can even be said to be a disastrous defeat. Lu Yi directly seriously injured the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon with a sword, and he did not even use a magic weapon.

And the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear that was also a top-grade treasure.

The gap between the two is very obvious.

If the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon is a top figure among the younger generation in the Eastern Region, then Lu Yi can be called a unique existence among the younger generation in the Eastern Region.

For a time, Lu Yi's name spread throughout the Eastern Region, and almost all the monks in the Eastern Region were discussing this young generation's shocking battle.

You must know that the attacks of the two men even broke the void. This kind of destructive power is extremely rare among the monks who transform themselves into gods.

Lu Yi's reputation even began to spread to other territories.

Lu Yi didn't care about all this. After he returned to the room, he happily received the reward.

Five drops of true dragon essence and blood!

This is the essence and blood of the immortal beast. If it were released, even the great tribulation master would be jealous.

Lu Yi did not use it directly. After all, there were too many bosses here, and Lu Yi was afraid that the fluctuation would be too obvious and attract attention.

Moreover, the ruins will be opened soon.

Lu Yi cannot retreat now, lest he miss the opening time of the ruins.

Early the next morning, as soon as Lu Yi went out, he heard Feng Mingming from Taihuang Sword Sect and some genius disciples from Taihuang Sword Sect inviting Lu Yi to a banquet. Feng Mingming saw Lu Yi coming and had already booked a table at Shixian Pavilion. Luxurious banquet.

Everyone exchanged glasses, and the atmosphere was lively. Feng Mingming toasted to Lu Yi and said, "Brother Lu is extremely talented and has amazing fighting power. Yesterday's battle was really satisfying!"

Lin Yu, the genius sword cultivator of the Taihuang Sword Sect, also laughed loudly and praised: "That's right, Brother Lu is so awesome! The Holy Son of Dragon was very arrogant that day! Two years ago, we, the Taihuang Sword Sect, had a big fight, and now we have finally suffered It’s time for retribution!”

At that time, the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon defeated many geniuses of the Taihuang Sword Sect. Lin Yu was suppressed by a sword and almost lost the heart of the sword. Naturally, he was very disgusted with the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon.

Feng Mingming sighed: "Sage Tianlong is indeed amazingly powerful. I was defeated by him with eight punches at that time, and I still remember it fresh."

Feng Mingming still had a dull pain in one of his ribs, which was the result of the original injury.

Wang Qifeng and Feng Mingming had a drink and said with a smile: "I'm a little stronger than you, I'll punch you ten times."

Feng Mingming's expression froze and he said speechlessly: "If I try my best, I can naturally block ten punches! Fifty steps will make me laugh at a hundred steps."

Seeing the quarrel between the two, Lu Yi smiled helplessly and asked, "By the way, what's the current situation of the ruins? When can it be opened?"

Lu Yi had just arrived and had not even gone to see the location of the ruins. He was very curious as to when he could go in.
Chapter completed!