Chapter 6311: Massacre

 "Om"

 Long Chen's more than 700 Emperor Flames that disappeared condensed again, and the sacred dragon might surged. At that moment, the strong men of the evil dragon clan and the dark dragon clan were completely terrified.

 "How is it possible? His Emperor Flame power has obviously completely decayed and disappeared. How can it be born again?" Long Yu roared, he couldn't believe his eyes.

 Before, Long Chen used the power of more than 700 Emperor Flames to condense the Dragon Blood Sky Shield. This was originally the top magical power of the Purple Blood Clan, with infinite mysteries and the ability to defeat the strong with the weak.

 However, now that the Supreme Bone is here, the power of the three bloods is connected, and the power of the dragon blood can also condense the Sky Shield.

 However, the power of the dragon blood is too strong and not tough enough, so it cannot use force to fight force, and there is no room for buffering. Although it blocked the attacks of everyone, the power of the Emperor Flame in Long Chen's dragon blood was also consumed.

 However, it doesn't matter. The Dragon Blood Emperor Flame has been completely consumed, but the Purple Blood Emperor Flame is at its peak. The Purple Blood Emperor Flame can be converted into the Dragon Blood Emperor Flame almost without any loss. Then, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

 More than 700 imperial flames rose, and the dragon's might was mighty. At this moment, Long Chen was like a dragon god possessed, looking down on the world, making the strong men of the evil dragon clan and the dark dragon clan tremble in their souls.

 "If I had used the purple blood sky shield just now, I would have been able to block their attacks with half of its power.

 Blindly being strong and fierce is not necessarily a good thing. The combination of hardness and softness is the kingly way." Long Chen realized the shortcomings of the dragon blood emperor flame through the attack just now. The dragon blood

 emperor flame was too strong and overbearing, and it was easy to break if it was hard. Although Long Chen looked calm on the surface, the terrifying recoil made him extremely uncomfortable, and his internal organs were almost displaced.

 If he used the soft purple blood power, it would rebound part of it and offset part of it, so the force he would bear would be much smaller, and it would also save a lot of energy. The power of

 dragon blood is good at attacking, the power of purple blood is good at defense, and the supreme blood can attack and defend, but it requires too many skills to control it. In this regard, he is far, far worse than his father.

 Although Long Chen has made some progress in controlling the Supreme Blood after Long Zhantian's instruction, it is still far from the easiest to control Purple Blood.

 The power of Dragon Blood is also difficult to control, but it has a characteristic, that is, the attack range is large and does not require such fine control.

 The magical powers of the Dragon Clan have never pursued details. They pursue powerful destructive power and a very large attack range.

 If you say that controlling the Supreme Blood is like using a bow and arrow, you need to shoot through the target accurately.

 And Dragon Blood is like a crater. You only need a general direction. When the volcano erupts, the huge range does not require such accurate aiming.

 This difference is actually related to the power of origin. The energy contained in the human race cannot be compared with Long Chen's huge body. The human race is more refined than quantity, while the dragon race wins by quantity. What they like most is comprehensive coverage and indiscriminate attacks. When the

 human race uses the magical powers of the Dragon Clan, there will be a fatal flaw, that is, the reserve of the power of origin is insufficient. Therefore, when the big move just now was released, although the power was amazing, the imperial flame was empty.

 Fortunately, Long Chen still had the purple blood as a reserve of Emperor Flame, and he summoned the Dragon Blood Emperor Flame again. In the eyes of everyone's horror, he slowly opened his big hand.

 "Emperor Blood Seal - Cross Destroying God!"

 Long Chen shouted, and all the Emperor Flames instantly condensed in his palm. Such a highly condensed force made the void emit a harsh whine, as if it had exceeded the limit of space.

 "Damn, how is this possible?"

 Long Yu screamed in horror. Long Chen had just resisted the attack of everyone, and in an instant he condensed such a devastating attack.

 "Work together to resist, as long as he blocks this attack, he will definitely die..." Someone roared, but although his voice was loud, his confidence was obviously insufficient. Obviously, he himself did not believe his own words. However

 , the moment Long Chen opened his big hand, all of them were locked by the dragon's might. If they did not resist, they would only die.

 "Buzz"

 A huge cross shot out from Long Chen's hand, like a "cross" crosshairs, dividing the world into four parts, and the center point was the evil dragon and the strong man of the Nether Dragon clan.

 "Boom"

 Long Yu and everyone else tried their best, injecting all their blood and soul power into the magic weapon, and together they opened a divine curtain.

 However, that divine curtain did not have the power of the Imperial Shield, and was pierced by the cross like a piece of white paper, and the huge cross slashed everyone fiercely.

 "Puff puff puff..."

 Everyone's blood spurted wildly and scattered. It must be said that these people were too strong, and such a terrifying attack could not kill them.

 But they worked together to share Long Chen's attack, and everyone's breath dropped rapidly, and they had completely lost the power to resist.

 "Buzz"

 A colorful sword appeared in Long Chen's hand. On the sword, the emperor's flame flowed, and the sharp aura cut through the sky.

 "Hu"

 Long Chen took a step forward.

 "Puff"

 A head soared into the sky.

 "Puff"

 Another step was taken, and another head was cut off.

 "Huhu huhu..."

 The stars under Long Chen's feet flickered. Every step he took, one person's head must be cut off. The colorful sword, like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly harvested their lives.

 Although she hated these people, Di Mengyao couldn't help but feel a chill as she watched Long Chen kill them one by one with his sword, the pungent smell of blood and the shrill screams filling the air.

 The Long Chen at this moment was completely different from the Long Chen she usually saw. When harvesting the lives of the strong, Long Chen's eyes were so calm, without any ripples. That calmness was terrifying.

 "Long Chen, you damn human, we have countless peerless strongmen in the Nether Dragon Clan, and there are many people who are stronger than Di Mengyao. Just wait..." Seeing that he could not escape, a man began to curse.

 "Puff"

 blood splattered, and his head flew into the void. His voice was cut off, the Emperor Flame disappeared, and the Soul Fire was extinguished.

 "Puff puff puff..."

 Long Chen killed everyone with his sword, as if he was walking in the garden. Except for Long Yu, he killed everyone.

 "Hoo hoo hoo..."

 Black vines stretched out from the void, like the tentacles of a devil, dragging those corpses into the darkness and disappearing, adding a bit of weirdness to the already terrifying atmosphere.

 Zhizhi has always been a good helper for Long Chen in cleaning up the battlefield. Based on the principle of returning every grain to the warehouse, almost all the creatures killed by Long Chen were dragged into the chaotic space by it, and even some tiny fragments were not spared.

 During this period, Long Chen killed countless strong men, and the black soil devoured them crazily. Some of the emperor flames were dragged into the chaotic space before they could dissipate. Now the atmosphere of the chaotic space is completely different from before entering the battlefield of the sky.

 "Do you want to say something?"

 Long Chen came in front of Long Yu, and inserted the long sword with blood beads on it into the ground in front of Long Yu. Then he took out a chair, sat on it, leaned back lazily, and looked at Long Yu indifferently.