Chapter 211 The Breath of the Supreme

This guy is really not worth playing with, he directly summoned the clan leader.

"Clan leader, this guy stole the blood of our ancestral dragon nest..." Long Yuan then said respectfully to the clan leader, and then told the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan everything.

Weizhou in the formation looked at the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan outside the formation, feeling a little scalp numb.

Even though there were thousands of formations between them, Weizhou could still feel the majestic imperial power of the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan. If there was no formation to protect him, I'm afraid that just the drifting aura would tear him apart.

Obviously, this is a very powerful peak strongman.

"I didn't expect that a first-class force would also have a quasi-emperor-level cultivator. Considering that it's not easy for you to practice, you have to cripple your limbs and become my slave. I can give you a way out!" After a while, the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan looked at Weizhou in the formation, his eyes full of indifference.

As for the other people of Daotian Sect, they were not taken seriously by the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan at all, just ants.

The gaze of the True Dragon Clan leader made Wei Zhou feel like a thorn in his back, and the spiritual power and the power of the law in his body stopped working at this moment.

Under the terrifying pressure of the True Dragon Clan leader, the many magic arrays around began to slowly break, as if they were hit by an inexplicable force, and made a crisp tearing sound.

Chen Luo and others on the top of Tianyun Mountain also felt a strong sense of oppression.

The figure just stood there and gave them unparalleled fear.

I am still too weak, Chen Luo muttered in his heart as he looked at the True Dragon Clan leader who was almost suppressing everything outside the formation.

I thought that my current cultivation and means were enough to travel across the ancient continent, but when I saw the True Dragon Clan leader, a peak powerhouse, Chen Luo knew that he was far behind.

"Clan leader, this guy ate our compatriots, how can we spare his life, we must torture him severely..." Long Yuan next to him couldn't sit still and continued to speak.

Before Long Yuan finished speaking, he felt the terrifying gaze of the clan leader and quickly closed his eyes, not daring to say anything more.

"Ancestor, someone wants to destroy our Daotian Sect, please help!" At this moment, Wei Zhou in the formation shouted loudly, and his voice spread throughout the Daotian Sect.

Long Yuan and the True Dragon Clan leader outside were stunned, Ancestor?

What kind of ancestor do they have as a first-rate force? Isn't this guy who just broke through the Quasi-Emperor the strongest person in their sect?

What trump card does this sect have?

"Hmph, if you don't seize the opportunity, don't blame me for being rude!" The True Dragon Clan leader snorted coldly, and the spiritual power on his body slowly gathered, and then he was about to destroy the formation in front.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous and want to destroy our Daotian Sect!" As soon as the True Dragon Clan leader's spiritual power gathered, he heard a hoarse and low voice.

This voice was extremely vicissitudes, like a giant hammer, hammering heavily in the hearts of all the True Dragon Clan members around.

The True Dragon Clan leader's heart sank, and he felt his hair stand on end, as if he was frightened by the voice.

"This voice, this voice..." The face of the elder Long Yuan next to him was pale, and his body was shaking constantly. The power of the law in his body seemed to have been hit hard and was slowly dissipating.

Many True Dragon Clan members next to him were even more unbearable. The low-level True Dragon Clan was directly shattered by this terrifying voice, and the high-level True Dragon Clan struggled to resist this terrifying voice.

Terrible wails and screams were heard from time to time.

"Boom!!!"

Then, on the southwest side of Tianyun Mountain, a huge coffin appeared above Lingxiao Peak.

The coffin was engraved with extremely complex and mysterious Dao patterns, as if it contained the supreme power of the law. At the same time, there was a terrifying aura constantly surging inside.

"It's really digging a grave!" Chen Luo, who was not far away, saw the coffin above Lingxiao Peak and was stunned.

There was some slightly moist soil around the coffin.

Obviously, this coffin was just dug out not long ago.

"Shua shua shua!!!"

After the coffin appeared from Lingxiao Peak, it quickly flew towards Tianyun Mountain. In a moment, it broke through the layers of formations and appeared in front of the True Dragon Clan Chief.

Looking at the coffin in front of him that contained a terrifying aura, the True Dragon Clan Chief's face became even uglier. The spiritual power in his body was constantly surging, resisting the impact.

Who is in this coffin? Just the sound made him feel so oppressive.

Could it be a supreme? ... No, it's impossible. How could a mere first-rate force have a terrifying supreme-level strongman? It's impossible. This is absolutely impossible.

"You are just being mysterious. You have entered the coffin, so you should sleep well!" The True Dragon Clan Chief gritted his teeth and said, his eyes full of fierceness. He didn't believe that Daotian Sect really had such a terrifying thing.

After speaking, the True Dragon Clan Chief waved his right hand, and the vigorous power condensed in the True Dragon Clan Chief's right hand.

Suddenly, a spiritual power containing the power of terrifying laws appeared in his right hand, and it rushed towards the coffin in front.

"Bang!!!"

The spiritual power of the True Dragon Clan leader exploded on the coffin with an extremely violent force, and a violent collision sounded.

After a moment, the impact force completely dissipated, and the coffin was still intact.

"Roar, roar, roar!!!"

Seeing that his magical power had no effect, the True Dragon Clan leader roared, and the majestic power surged in his body.

The leader of the True Dragon Clan immediately transformed into a huge real dragon with brilliant golden light all over his body.

The dragon scales on the real dragon's body sparkled with strange colors, and the sharpness was constantly flowing.

The two huge dragon horns on the dragon's head exuded a glittering brilliance.

After turning into a real dragon, the True Dragon Clan leader's momentum became even stronger. Then he waved his sharp claws and rushed towards the coffin at a very fast speed, trying to tear the coffin apart with his sharp claws.

"Ka Ka Ka!!!"

Just as the real dragon rushed towards the coffin and wanted to tear the coffin apart, the coffin suddenly made a strange sound, and the coffin lid slowly opened.

Then, a huge spiritual palm with a terrifying aura stretched out from the coffin.

The huge spiritual palm with a terrifying aura quickly grabbed the True Dragon Clan leader who was rushing over.

The huge dragon body was caught by a spiritual palm, and no matter how it struggled, it could not break free.

"Supreme, Supreme, Impossible, Impossible..." The True Dragon Clan leader roared loudly, his eyes full of fear.

He felt the breath of the Supreme on this spiritual power palm.

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