The Legend of the Dragon King - 1503. Chapter 1503

Compared with his original fighting style, Tang Wulin’s simple punch just now had a noticeable improvement. This was a sign of development towards the top.

In the distance, Tang Wulin slowly got up and coughed twice. At this moment, he only felt an unusually heavy feeling all over his body, as if a mountain was pressing on his chest.

What a solid soul power! Even if it was hit by a big mountain, I’m afraid that’s how it feels.

He has faced a lot of Limit Douluo, even Pluto Douluo Hallosa, such as the powerhouse of the pseudo-god level. But the one in front of him, who can use his power to such an extent, has almost reached the level of the law of power, and he has encountered it for the first time.

It turned out that there is still such a big gap between the level and the limit of strength he has reached.

The blood of the Golden Dragon King within his body fluctuated so violently, as if he had been oppressed, so that the fourteenth layer of the Golden Dragon King seal in his body showed signs of broken. That was the feeling of being provoked by the pride of the Golden Dragon King from his bones.

This limit Douluo was at least a demigod level. I am afraid that the strength is really higher than that of Amorous Douluo, and should not be much different from Ruthless Douluo and Hanhai Douluo.

Tang Wulin walked back step by step. Under the gaze of everyone, when he first started to walk back, his body was even a little rickety. But as he moved forward step by step, a strange scene happened. A pale golden halo gradually rose up from his body, and then the enveloping golden light began to gradually become stronger. In the process of becoming stronger, his body gradually became stronger. Straighten up, his eyes became firm.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side opened his eyes wide. After the mainstay of his father’s full blow, he was able to stand up straight and walk back, looking as if he was not injured at all. this……

In his heart, he has to admit that from this point of view, he is really inferior! It is absolutely impossible for him to stop such a blow from the old man.

What’s wrong with young people nowadays? Give it back to the older generation. All of them are too abnormal.

The old man looked at Tang Wulin, who was slowly walking back, and his aura was increasing with every step forward, he nodded slowly, and said faintly: “It’s great that Yuanen can make friends like you.”

He rarely praised people in his life, and the faces of a dozen people who came with him showed surprise. It seems that the last time the old man praised people was decades ago, and the object of praise that time was Yuanen Yehui’s father!

Decades have passed, especially since that happened, the old man never praised anyone again, and never showed a smile. Today, he actually praised an outsider. And also said Yuanen in it.

Yuan En Yehui looked at the old man with a dull gaze. In her impression, this grandfather was staid, stubborn, and inhumane, and he didn’t look like a human being.

At this moment, is this really his grandfather?

Of course, in her heart, she has never admitted this affection, and she does not want to admit that she has such a grandfather.

Finally walking back to the previous position, Tang Wulin’s body was already covered with golden scales, his right hand was raised, a golden light flashed, and the golden dragon spear had appeared in his grasp. In the face of this, he no longer cared about covering up in front of Lan Fuzi. Without using weapons, he was really not sure to block the next blow from the old man.

If he had a choice, he would rather face Shenglong Douluo’s kindness, face amorous Douluo Zang Xin, or even light and dark Douluo Long Yeyue, rather than face the one in front of him.

It is not that the strength in front of him is stronger, but that the oppressive force produced by absolute strength is too strong!

But at the same time the pressure is strong, the motivation it brings to him is also stronger. Such an opponent is enough to make him produce a stronger resistance. Just like the punch just now, it is a sign that Tang Wulin has begun to develop in the direction of simplifying the complex since Tianduan these days.

Of course, this will take time, and it won’t be done in a half-and-a-half, but at least he already feels that way.

The Blue Silver Emperor, the Golden Dragon King, the Golden Dragon Spear, and the spiritual power all need to be integrated.

What Tang Wulin most hopes to achieve is the feeling of the mainstay of the old man in front of him. Of course it will not be the same ability, but it feels like that.

Therefore, that finger not only taught Yuanen Yehui, but also benefited him a lot from this direction.

However, after blocking the first attack, Tang Wulin also understood that the same thing could no longer be done. The old man was very determined to take Yuanen Yehui away. If he wanted to resist his next attack, he needed more of his own strength.

The golden dragon spear was slowly raised, all the golden light was restrained, and the golden dragon spear that was originally radiant turned into dark gold in Tang Wulin’s hands. Introverted dark gold!

The old man looked at Tang Wulin with blazing eyes, “The second move.”

As soon as the voice fell, he took a sudden step and slashed at Tang Wulin with a palm.

It’s still simple. Unlike the finger pointed out earlier, this time, in Tang Wulin’s perception, he only felt that the entire sky had collapsed, and he slammed his head.

He didn’t seem to be facing a single person, but the whole world.

Breathing stopped instantly, the stars disappeared, only the huge pressure that penetrated the sky and the earth.

This is the true horror of the Power Limit Douluo. Without feeling the change in gravity, the world seemed to crush itself to pieces.

However, none of the people watching the battle from a distance felt the pressure. Only if they were cultivated as Title Douluo or above, or if their mental power was strong enough, could they vaguely feel the oppression that Tang Wulin was enduring at this time.

Amorous Douluo Zang Xin’s face changed slightly, and his steps moved slightly.

Can Wulin bear such an attack?

But at this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly raised his eyes to the sky and shouted, his eyes completely turned blood red, and the scarlet golden halo lit up under his feet. At the same time, the three-character battle armor instantly covered the whole body without reservation.

His three-character battle armor Longyueyu is not comparable to the ordinary three-character battle armor. The six alloys of spiritual metal are enough to make his three-character battle armor stand at the pinnacle of this level.

The golden dragon spear was erected and pointed upwards. At the same time, a white light flashed in his left hand, and another spear appeared.

Left hand, pointed by thousands of people, right hand, the way of the king!

The two great spear skills were activated at the same time, and the moment the two spears were activated, the time flow around Tang Wulin’s body suddenly changed, not looking back, but speeding up.

The field of time retrospect is constantly progressing. Of course, retrospect is very important in actual combat, but sometimes, a sudden acceleration of time will produce unexpected good results. Its role is to disrupt the rhythm!

The oppression suddenly sank, and some fluctuations obviously appeared due to the influence of the time back field. At this moment, the two sharp spears were shot in the air.

“boom!”

The yellow light is released as soon as it is released. On the ground, a huge palm-shaped pit with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of ten feet appeared almost instantaneously. And Tang Wulin seemed to be nailed, and disappeared on the ground in an instant.

“Boss!”

“team leader……”

“Jade Dragon Moon…”

The three calls came from Xie Xie, Yuanen Yehui and Lan Fuzi at the same time.

If it hadn’t been for Amorous Douluo to raise his hand and block them, the three of them would have already rushed over.

Only the old man stood there, thoughtfully, his expression even showed a dumbfounding taste, “Smart boy.”

“Ang—” In the fierce dragon roar, a golden light suddenly rushed out of the deep pit, and the golden wings opened behind him, driving his body to fly up, landing on the ground not far away, impressively straight. It’s Tang Wulin.