Zong Mie flew up.

Tai Yuanqiu and Qiyun were both shocked.

These two guys also want to compete?

Qiyun's face was filled with disbelief.

Thinking that it was Zong Mi who spoke in person, and thinking that just now Chen Ling didn't use his strongest power at all, could it be that this guy...

Damn, it's impossible, absolutely impossible, that's too scary.

Qiyun quickly suppressed the rising thoughts.

On the other hand, Tai Yuanqiu's pale face suddenly turned ferocious: "Sparring with my elder brother? Humph, do you really think you are invincible if you have some strength?"

"No matter how extreme the zero level is, it can't be compared to the lord level."

Damn, what a shame.

This guy doesn't seem to have any grudge against Zong Mie.

Otherwise, it would be nice to cripple him even if I can't kill him.

Qiyun glanced at Tai Yuanqiu and frowned slightly.

Is this guy an idiot?

Still can’t see the situation clearly?

At this level, do you think you can surpass Chen Ling?

Is the opponent's bloodline just a decoration?

Brainless.

Qiyun shook his head secretly, not wanting to have a close relationship with Tai Yuanqiu.

This guy is a fool.

Chen Ling, on the other hand, can make friends with him.

Many friends are better than many enemies.

There are only a few of them in this extraordinary realm, and there are a lot of treasures. If they meet other people, it will be easier to fight for them if there is a strong person beside them.

At this time, the two people stood still in mid-air, their momentum rising.

Zong Mie's aura was violent and ferocious, just like a real ancient wild beast.

Chen Ling was like a black hole, bottomless and constantly rising.

The two momentums became stronger and stronger, soaring into the sky.

The evil clouds were churning wildly, and huge holes were torn open by the invisible power.

Bursts of dull explosions erupted in the air, as the two momentums clashed.

The ancient beast blood spirits on the edge became restless.

"It's so scary. He's much better than me." Qiyun's face turned pale.

Tai Yuanqiu gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with unwillingness and hatred.

Don't let me get ahead of you.

He couldn't bear this hatred.

"So strong."

"As expected of a lord."

Chen Ling's face was extremely solemn. His momentum had almost reached its peak. Although it was like a black hole and could still be endured, Zong Mi's momentum was gradually surpassed and suppressed.

Zong Mie's pupils flashed, and a thread-like golden light suddenly swept across his pupils.

"Junior Brother Chen, be careful."

The moment the words were shocking, Qiyun and Tai Yuanqiu opened their eyes wide and their breathing froze.

Zong Mie clenched his fist and struck out.

At that moment, the space trembled with a loud noise, his arm was wrapped in a layer of illusory golden light, golden hair was entangled, and his palm turned into the paw of a golden lion.

As if it were really normal.

Only a true lord can manifest the fusion of bloodlines.

Although he has reached this level, he has not yet made a breakthrough and can only make preliminary progress.

But this is enough.

The original power of the Golden Lion transformed into an arm, blessing his body.

He clenched his giant claws and blasted the air with one punch.

A simple punch was so brutal that it was unimaginable.

The speed was so fast that Qiyun and Tai Yuanqiu's eyes were blurred, and they could only barely see the trajectory clearly.

Chen Ling's expression changed drastically.

There is no hesitation here.

A blood vortex suddenly appeared in front of him.

Since it is to verify one's strength, there is no need for fancy tricks. For real strength, head-on confrontation is the best way to verify one's strength.

boom!

The golden giant fist was as fast as lightning, and it contained the power of a giant beast, and struck the whirlpool ferociously.

The explosion shook the heaven and the earth.

Devastating golden waves and purple light fragments splashed across the ground, tearing open thick cracks on the ground.

The purple vortex suddenly trembled, unable to withstand the power of this punch.

Chen Ling's expression changed drastically.

The whirlpool is spinning wildly.

"Swallow."

Zong Mie's face twitched slightly.

Damn, devour.

He felt his strength being drained away, and a punch containing enough power to shatter everything was taken away.

The vortex expanded, became more and more unbearable, and was about to collapse.

Zong Mie's fist suddenly shook wildly.

The golden craze swept across.

"Reversal, explosion."

Chen Ling suddenly yelled and retreated instantly.

The blood vortex condensed, and with all its strength, it reversed and exploded instantly.

not good.

Zong Mie's whole body felt cold and his scalp was numb. All the power of his fist was released at once and he retreated crazily.

The two figures fell down in the huge waves that exploded, and they both vomited blood.

Compared to Zong Mi, Chen Ling was more embarrassed.

Qiyun and Tai Yuanqiu were stunned.

The two looked at Chen Ling stupidly.

Both sides suffer?

Although Chen Ling looked more serious, Zong Mie was also injured.

The two of them are not on the same level at all.

What kind of perversion is this?

Are monks from the level of chaos so scary?

Chen Ling was also shocked.

Actually, he is almost a lord.

No, it's almost comparable to a lord.

Zong Mi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked deeply at Chen Ling. A touch of shock passed away in a flash. He smiled bitterly and said: "Junior Brother Chen, I even doubt whether you arrived in the Chaos Realm after being conceived in the Primitive Realm."

"This bloodline is too strong."

His shock was indescribable.
To be continued...