Chapter 242 I've lost the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques, but I have the Willow God Technique! The Supreme Bone!
The Primordial Celestial Court, on the Border-Pressure Platform.
Amidst the flying rocks, the blood-soaked Black Eagle leaped out from the bottom of the pit.
Even those originally jet-black vertical pupils had now turned completely scarlet.
Utter disgrace!
This is the most indelible and shameful humiliation he has ever suffered since he began cultivating the Dao!
His dragon scales were shattered by a mere Blood-Moving Realm ant from the lower realm, and he was smashed into the ground with a single punch!
Moreover, the opponent used the Kunpeng Dragon-Slaying Technique, which is specifically designed to humiliate the dragon race!
"You little beast, I'll kill you!!"
Under such a huge blow, Black Engine completely lost its mind.
"hold head high!!!"
With a dragon's roar, Hei Qing's body began to expand rapidly in mid-air.
Black dragon scales, each the size of a door panel, grew wildly. Before long, a pure-blooded ancient black dragon, over a thousand feet long and capable of blotting out the sky, suddenly revealed its true form!
He was actually forced to reveal his true dragon form on the platform!
The enormous dragon body coiled in mid-air, like a black mountain range.
In an instant, the area outside the border was in complete uproar.
The disciples of the Celestial Court were horrified and retreated hastily.
"His true form is a thousand feet long! Senior Brother Hei Qing was actually forced to reveal his true form!"
"Being forced to reveal one's true dragon form during the Blood Transformation Realm is the ultimate fighting state for a pure-blooded dragon!"
"Even though his cultivation was suppressed by the pressure platform, his physical strength has increased at least several times over!"
"That little guy is probably in danger now."
...
For a moment, even a few inner sect elders who were hidden in the void couldn't help but show themselves and exchanged glances with furrowed brows.
"Although this Black Eagle is arrogant, his attack after revealing his true form is almost unstoppable among those in the Blood Transformation Realm. Back then, he almost seized a position in the Sequence with this attack, if it weren't for Ye Qingyu appearing out of nowhere..."
"Although that little fellow from the lower realm is proficient in two of the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques, he is still too young, and it is ultimately too much of a stretch for him."
"But I wonder how to deal with this sequence number zero next?"
...
For a time, almost everyone was pessimistic about Xiao Shihao, after all, the visual impact of the thousand-foot-long true dragon was too strong.
However, just as everyone was discussing it...
"Bullshit! This black mudfish has gone berserk; it's even abandoned all sense of shame in a duel between people of the same realm!"
The second-ranked Crimson Dragon, standing below the stage, immediately burst into a tirade of curses.
As he cursed, a sea of crimson flames erupted from his body, and he was about to forcefully rush onto the platform and drag Hei Qing down.
However, just as he took that first step...
Suddenly, without warning, a withered hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him abruptly.
Red Dragon turned around abruptly, about to unleash his anger.
But when he saw the face of the person who came, the raging crimson flames on his body instantly went out, and he froze on the spot.
Ye Qingyu, who was standing to the side, also subconsciously turned her head to look.
I was shocked when I saw it.
The person who came was dressed in gray linen clothes and was carrying a broken broom.
It was none other than the ordinary handyman disciple who had been hiding in the corner and hadn't even paid his respects to the Crimson Dragon when he appeared!
But Ye Qingyu only glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.
If others couldn't recognize him, how could he not recognize that unique air of caution?
Senior Brother!
First in line: Li Changsheng!
This ultimate pervert actually created a clone of a menial disciple just to watch the show!
Seeing this, Ye Qingyu and Chilong tacitly refrained from pointing it out and obediently stepped aside.
...
At this moment, on the arena.
Black Engine was completely unaware of the undercurrents swirling below the stage.
His enormous dragon head drooped down, looking down at the tiny figure below.
"little things!"
"I refuse to believe you possess a third of the Ten Ferocious Treasure Techniques!"
Black Dragon opened its mouth slightly, and its voice echoed above the pressure platform, causing the surrounding array patterns to tremble.
However, faced with the roar of the thousand-foot-long black dragon, Little Shi Hao blinked his big eyes, scratched his head with a blank expression, and said:
"It's definitely gone."
Upon hearing this, Hei Qing let out a wild laugh.
"Since you're gone, then you might as well die!"
roar!
Amidst the howling wind, Hei Qing once again opened its blood-red maw and swallowed Xiao Shi Hao whole.
However, at this critical moment, Xiao Shihao remained calm and quickly formed a hand seal in front of his chest with his chubby little hands.
Buzz!
Soon, a soft yet vibrant green light burst forth from his body.
Immediately afterwards, an enormous, golden willow tree phantom shot into the sky behind him!
Thousands of crystal-clear golden willow branches danced in the wind, like chains of divine order, instantly piercing through the void!
Not only that, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone from Xiao Shihao's chest.
Within that golden light, one could vaguely see a tiny golden figure sitting cross-legged!
The little figure had a solemn and dignified appearance, and was chanting some ancient and mysterious supreme incantation.
The newborn supreme bone!
As the willow tree phantom and the Supreme Bone erupted simultaneously, a terrifying aura no weaker than the Ten Ancient Fiends instantly swept out.
"What kind of law is this?!"
Upon seeing this, Hei Qing, sensing a dangerous aura, stiffened, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
He actually felt a sense of pressure from that willow tree that was no less powerful than the Ten Fierce Treasures Technique.
Meanwhile, the tens of thousands of disciples below the stage were completely dumbfounded.
There are actually treasure techniques that are no weaker than the Ten Fiends?
However, only Li Changsheng's clone, Chilong, Ye Qingyu, and several very old elders in the void, who were standing in the front row, seemed to recognize something the moment they saw the golden willow tree and were moved.
"That is..."
Not far away, the hot-tempered Crimson Dragon couldn't help but swallow hard and mutter to himself.
"The law of ancestral worship!" On the other side, several old antiques exclaimed in shock.
Even the usually aloof Ye Qingyu couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
That was an unparalleled being from the Immortal Ancient Era who made even the gods and demons of other realms tremble!
Just who is this little guy?
Even that forbidden being passed on the technique to him?!
...
At this moment, on the border platform.
"Take this Willow Divine Technique!"
Little Shi Hao suddenly shouted in his childish voice.
The thousands of golden willow branches behind him instantly straightened, like divine spears, and pierced directly into Hei Qing's gaping maw.
Puff puff puff!
Golden willow branches pierced through the void, sharp and unparalleled, completely ignoring the thousand-foot-long black dragon's scales and armor, and lashed fiercely at Hei Qing's dragon head!
"hold head high!"
Black Eagle immediately let out a shrill scream as its massive dragon head was whipped away, causing its dragon blood to spurt out once more.
"It's not over yet!"
Taking advantage of Hei Qing's pain, the golden figure on Xiao Shi Hao's chest shone even brighter.
Heavenly calamity!
A dazzling divine light shot out directly from Xiao Shihao's chest and slammed into the black dragon's vital spot.
Soon, Hei Qing's proud true dragon bones seemed to age considerably under this attack, and his massive body instantly lost its balance, crashing straight down onto the arena.
"Again!"
In mid-air, Xiao Shihao pressed his advantage, and the phantom of the willow tree behind him instantly switched, revealing once again the horned ant that could withstand the heavens.
He stepped onto the back of the black dragon in an instant, his figure transforming into a golden light.
To the utmost of my strength!
Bang!
A punch landed!
Bang!
Two punches landed!
Little Shi Hao straddled the back of the thousand-foot-long black dragon, his chubby little fists pounding down like a storm.
Each punch was accompanied by the shattering of large patches of black dragon scales and Hei Qing's painful howls.
"Get down!"
With the final punch, Xiao Shihao clasped his hands together, gathering Yin and Yang energies to form a Kunpeng seal, which slammed heavily onto the black dragon's head.
(End of chapter)