1087: Chapter 1087: The Final Trump Card Is Showed_1 1087: Chapter 1087: The Final Trump Card Is Showed_1 “What kind of technique is this?
It’s so powerful!”
At this mont, everyone was captivated by the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
The re aura of it was enough to make everyone tremble in fear.
Until now, Long Yan had not used such a technique.
Could it be that Long Yan still had so hidden tricks up his sleeve?
With this in mind, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Just how many astonishing and astounding techniques did Long Yan possess?
The vast power bursting from the Nine Suns lting Furnace caused Zong Yao to reveal a trace of anxiety.
The murderous intent in his eyes intensified.
The power brewing within the Nine Suns lting Furnace had already beco a threat to him.
Long Yan was only in the Breaking Boundary stage yet he possessed such imnse power.
Just based on this alone, Long Yan’s talent surpassed that of Long Chengtian.
Once he ascends to the Ancient Emperor stage or even Emperor, he will be a truly terrifying figure.
“Break!”
Suddenly, Zong Yao pointed toward the void in front of him.
True Text sprayed from his fingertips, transforming the power of the law into a finger seal, which also shattered the void.
The power of this finger was strong enough to easily suppress a Quasi-emperor.
“Boom!”
The True Text finger seal landed on the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
The power of the law and Strange Fire clashed fiercely, and a visible ring of power spread outward.
The space even cracked open, revealing a terrifying crevice.
The next mont, the True Text finger seal and the Nine Suns lting Furnace exploded simultaneously.
A destructive montum swept out, with Long Yan and Zong Yao bearing the brunt of it.
Zong Yao flicked his sleeves, and the montum rushed out, dispersing the destructive montum.
On the other side, Long Yan didn’t have it so easy.
The destructive montum held the power to eradicate a Quasi-emperor.
“Splutter!”
A streak of thunder light tore through the destructive montum.
Long Yan finally broke free, his face grim, and a mouthful of fresh blood was spat out.
His pale complexion beca even paler.
Although the Nine Suns lting Furnace was already powerful, it was still unable to deal with Zong Yao.
“Trivial skills.
In front of , you can’t make any waves.”
Zong Yao looked at Long Yan with disdain.
If Long Yan were an Ancient Emperor, or even a Quasi-emperor, he might have made him a little wary.
However, Long Yan’s current strength and techniques were not enough in his eyes.
“Ghost God Seal!”
Long Yan’s expression also beca even more solemn.
He had the ability to kill a Quasi-emperor, yet there was still a considerable gap between him and an Emperor.
The Nine Suns lting Furnace was already powerful enough, but it couldn’t affect Zong Yao in the slightest.
He could only resort to his real trump card, the Ghost God Seal.
The God Destroying Three Styles.
The first style had always been Long Yan’s ultimate move.
The second style, Ghost God Seal, was even more powerful than the Heavenly Grade Combat Techniques.
With his current level of strength, he was unable to bring out the full power of the Ghost God Seal.
The vast force surged, the power of True Yang swept over, and the brilliant golden light dyed the surrounding void gold.
Long Yan’s ten fingers quickly ford hand seals, forming an incredibly profound Hand Seal in the void.
As the vast True Yang power poured in, the aura of the Ghost God Seal soared in a straight line, quickly reaching the height of the Nine Suns lting Furnace, and still ascending.
“What is this?”
Zong Yao’s gaze trembled.
He was completely captivated by the Ghost God Seal.
He could sense so mysterious aura from within the Ghost God Seal.
“It must be a Divine Abilities and Dao Technique!”
Suddenly thinking of sothing, a hint of greed rose in the depths of Zong Yao’s eyes.
Combat skills are divided into four levels: Heavenly, Earthly, Mysterious, and Huang; Heavenly grade combat techniques are the highest, possessing power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
However, even Heavenly grade combat techniques are most suitable for quasi-emperors in training; once a martial artist reaches the Emperor Realm, the power they control is rule-based.
Heavenly grade combat techniques can no longer unleash the power of these rules.
The Divine Abilities and Dao techniques were superior combat skills above the Heavenly grade.
To be precise, they weren’t rely combat skills, but more of divine skills.
Only the power of rules can truly drive Divine Abilities and Dao techniques.
When combined with corresponding rules, superior to all ordinary laws, the power can easily destroy a space-ti.
The Divine Abilities and Dao techniques were as elusive as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Even in the entire imperial area, there were hardly any Divine Abilities and Dao techniques to be found.
Any Divine Ability and Dao technique appeared unrivaled, even compared with an Emperor Weapon.
“Look quickly, what kind of combat skill is that?
It’s so powerful, even stronger than a Heavenly grade combat technique!”
At this mont, everyone was attracted by the Ghost God Seal condensed by Long Yan, all shocked by this sight.
The power of the Ghost God Seal was beyond comparison to any ordinary Heavenly grade combat techniques.
This was their first ti witnessing such a powerful combat skill.
In the ti of two breaths, the power of the Ghost God Seal rose to its peak.
The staggering power was several tis stronger than that of the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
At this level, the power can pose a real threat to the Emperor, and the surrounding space was unable to withstand the intense power of the Ghost God Seal.
“Destroy!”
All at once, Long Yan pushed out his hands, and the Ghost God Seal instantly flew out in front of him, ballooning into a thousand feet in size.
The overpowering might poured out, causing space to collapse and the forces from the Dark Void being suppressed by the power of the Ghost God Seal.
The power of the Ghost God Seal, when applied to a quasi-emperor, could certainly reduce him to a blood mist.
As the vast power suppressed him, Zong Yao’s expression changed.
The Nine Suns lting Furnace couldn’t threaten him, but the power of the Ghost God Seal could definitely pose a threat.
Almost at the sa ti, Zong Yao clutched his hand, and an Emperor Weapon surged out from his palm, transforming into a black long sword.
Peerless sword aura vibrated out from the long sword, and nurous Sword Qi rged into one, turning into a sky-reaching sword aura that was thousands of feet high, aiming to pierce through the firmant.
“Boom!”
The sky-reaching sword aura hit the Ghost God Seal, causing a loud boom.
The battle site shook under two unrivaled forces colliding, then imdiately collapsed.
At this level, they possessed the power of an Emperor.
The Destruction Storm swept across, the vortex of the storm wreaked havoc, and everything material in the space was about to be destroyed.
Suddenly, a crisp shattering sound rang out from within the Destruction Storm.
Imdiately after, a sword aura tore through, its breath already targeting Long Yan.
“Damn it!”
Long Yan silently cried out.
The sword light was too fast, like a bolt of lightning, it slashed him.
His Protective Gang Qi was directly shattered.
The sword aura penetrated his body, and Long Yan retreated a thousand kiloters, half-kneeling in the void, his purple battle armor torn apart by the sword aura.
A sword mark deep enough to see bone erged, with fresh blood gushing from it.
“Pouch.”
A mouthful of fresh blood turned into a blood mist and was sprayed out.
Long Yan slowly stood up, his breath becoming weak, and his face pale to the extre.
Zong Yao’s sword had severely wounded him, his internal organs were all dislocated from the shock.
The power of an Emperor was far from comparable to a quasi-emperor.
There was still a considerable gap between him and Zong Yao; he was no match for Zong Yao.
Even the mighty Ghost God Seal could not shake Zong Yao.
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