The strong men around him who were already eager to take advantage of the treasure in An Bulang's hands were a little confused when they saw this scene.

What happened just now? Why was Nalan Baihui pushed to the ground?

Nalan Baihui is a strong man at the eighth level of the Divine Sea Realm. With the power of his bloodline and the special skills of the Shenlong Clan, he can easily fight against a strong man at the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm.

However, such a strong man was actually pinned to the ground by An Bulang?

Compared to the confusion of the others, Nalan Baihui's mind was completely blank.

He never thought that he would be easily pressed to the ground by such a young man, and that his body would be injured with just one blow.

"Roar!!"

As the danger approached, Nalan Baihui immediately activated the blood in his body. His body expanded rapidly, breaking free from An Bulang's restraints. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant white dragon with gleaming scales and a length of a hundred feet. The platinum dragon energy exploded.

An Bulang was blown away.

It soars into the sky, rides on the clouds and mist, and is surrounded by lightning and thunder.

"Oh no, Nalan Baihui unleashed his bloodline power at all costs."

"It is said that if a strong man from the Shenlong clan uses the power of his blood to transform into a dragon, his scales will be as hard as a magic weapon. He can split mountains and seas with just one hand. He can command the world with just one thought and be invincible. He is now at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm.

Even if we exist, we can’t cure it, let’s evacuate immediately!”

"Is this the power of the Shenlong clan's top divine sea realm power? It's so terrifying!"

Each and every strong man was forced to retreat quickly by this formation to avoid being affected.

In the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the white dragon circles the sky, like a god who dominates the weather.

"An Bulang, if you dare to attack me, don't blame me for killing you!"

The roar of thunder shocked all directions.

Nalan Baihui roared and rushed straight towards An Bulang. The pressure of the dragon energy around him distorted the atmosphere, and lightning storms spurted out, drowning the man on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Before Bai Long could be happy, the boy's plain voice sounded: "Is this what you are capable of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the extreme force split the lightning storm from the middle!

An Bulang was extremely fast, turning into a white line, and rushed in front of Nalan Baihui in the blink of an eye. The big hammer in his hand exploded with thunder, like countless silver dragons swimming around, and fell hard.

Bang!!!

Loud noise.

The hammer hit Bailong's head mercilessly, and the terrifying energy made Bailong's head dented and twisted!

Then the thunder contained in the hammer exploded, hitting the white dragon's scales until they were blackened and broken. Then the power penetrated the scales and entered the interior, and the flesh and blood began to separate...

A shrill scream echoed across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, flesh and blood of various colors exploded.

A large group of blood-red flowers bloomed high in the sky, and the headless dragon's body fell to the ground, lifeless.

An Bulang stood proudly in the void, looking down at the long-dead Nalan Baihui, and said lightly: "Trash should have the consciousness of trash. This is the price you pay for killing my mentor."

The lightning and thunder disappeared and the rain stopped.

The surroundings became extremely silent.

A group of strong men were dumbfounded.

What just happened?

An Bulang actually killed a divine general of the Shenlong Empire with one hammer?

Everything that happened before my eyes was too shocking.

It was as if what An Bulang killed with his hammer was not a dragon, but an worm.

"Is this the Tao of the Bai Ling Empire?" A powerful figure from the Red River Demon Clan gulped and murmured.

"I never heard that An Bulang was that strong..." A powerful man from the Bai Ling Empire took a deep breath and said.

A powerful elf who was about to draw his bow to shoot An Bulang slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, fearing that An Bulang would sense her murderous intention.

At this time, the only ones who were still angry were the powerful men of the Shenlong clan.

"An Bulang, how dare you kill the divine general of our Shenlong clan."

"Do you know the consequences of doing this? You are provoking the Shenlong Clan!"

A powerful person from the Shenlong clan stood up and said with an angry look on his face.

An Bulang's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the people in the Shenlong clan's queue and said, "The consequences are not important. I just want to know if you participated in killing my mentor?"

A faint murderous intent permeated the air, but it made the strong man of the Shenlong clan feel as if the god of death was holding his throat.

"No...we didn't participate!!" A strong man from the Shenlong clan couldn't bear the terrifying momentum. He kept shaking his head and spoke in a trembling voice with a look of horror on his face.

The other powerful men of the Shenlong clan hated him for not fighting. The powerful men of the Shenlong clan succumbed to An Bulang's momentum. This was also a shame for their family.

"Then I can spare your lives." An Bulang restrained his murderous intent after hearing the answer.

"An Bulang, if you do whatever you want like this, even if the goddess thinks highly of you, our family will not let you go lightly." You Dangneng said with an angry look on his face.

An Bulang smiled lightly: "Who do you think the Shenlong clan is? You are welcome to take revenge at any time."

"It's just that you should consider your own strength before coming here, so that you don't get wiped out by accident."

The people of the Shenlong clan were shocked when they heard this answer.

mad!

It’s so crazy!

How dare a mere Taoist from the Bai Ling Empire dare to provoke a family that stands at the pinnacle of Hongmeng Continent like this?

Not to mention An Bulang, even the top ten immortals in Hongmeng Continent would not dare to speak like this!

"Okay... An Bulang, I will remember your words!!" Another divine general from the Shenlong clan was shaking all over and was very angry, but he did not dare to take action against An Bulang.

At this time, the purple-armored monk from the Purple Star Empire suddenly spoke.

"Don't be intimidated by An Bulang's combat power. According to my system analysis, 70% of the reason why he was able to kill Nalan Baihui just now was because of the extremely precious hammer..."

The words of the purple-armored monk ignited some kind of greedy flame again in some strong men who had gradually extinguished their thoughts after seeing An Bulang take action.

"Yes, let me tell you why An Bulang became so strong..."

"The value of extreme treasures is infinite. Even a damaged extreme treasure is of immeasurable value. I am really unwilling to fall into the hands of a kid..."

"For the sake of the sect's prosperity, I am willing to fight tooth and nail again..."

Every strong and powerful man exuded murderous intent.

Feng Tianling, one of the top ten heavenly spirits in the Qingmu Titled Empire, has a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with a mysterious bow pattern, his aura is as ethereal as dust, his perfect body is shrouded in bursts of white mist, he is holding a blue kite spiritual bow, and he is pulling the bow as if

The full moon is accumulating extremely terrifying power.

Ye Tianshuang, the eldest elder of the Ye family in the Bai Ling Empire, unleashed the ninth level of the Divine Sea. He also looked at An Bulang with sharp eyes. There were countless shadows of apes around him, and he seemed to have extremely mysterious spells to cast.

There are two purple-armored monks in the Purple Star Empire. Each one puts on armor and is capable of fighting enemies at the ninth level of the Divine Sea. Together, they have few rivals in the small world.

In addition, there are twelve great masters of the Divine Sea Realm and more than fifty great monks of the Tianyuan Realm, all of whom have locked their Qi machines on An Bulang.

The allure of Jibao is too great.

Even the great monks in the Tianyuan realm couldn't help but want to try their luck. They all had cards to rely on, and they didn't believe that An Bulang could deal with so many strong men at the same time.

"Oh? You all want to take action against me?" An Bulang looked at the people in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I wanted to leave like this. Since you want to play, I will play with you...

"

"Hmph, what a big tone, you can't leave today!" The purple-armored monk from the Purple Star Empire sprayed flames from behind and rushed towards An Bulang first, turning into two bright rainbows.

Suddenly, countless light cannons shot out.

An Bulang refused to dodge, and allowed the light cannon to hit his body and explode.

"No, we can't let the people from the Purple Star Empire take the lead!" The speed of the Shenlong Clan's power skyrocketed, and they rushed into the exploding sea of ​​light first, trying to seize the hammer in An Bulang's hand.

"Ahhh...!"

The powerful dragon clan screamed.

They rushed in and were greeted by ruthless hammers.

Bang bang bang!

An Bulang hammered one after another.

Bright red flowers are blooming.

All the strong men of the Shenlong clan who rushed in were all destroyed.

"His hammer is dangerous."

"Keep your distance and attack!"

The expressions of the powerful men and women changed dramatically, and they began to cast spells from a distance.
To be continued...