Chapter 6339 - Five Hundred Emperor Flames

Everything happened so quickly that no one except Long Chen could understand the details. When Long Chen pointed at the woman's forehead, her entire body trembled, the imperial flame dissipated instantly, and she perished. "Buzz" At that moment, massive imperial flame power surged into Long Chen's body, and his imperial flames broke through to five hundred and thirty-seven before stopping. Although both had nine hundred imperial flames, the energy disparity was significant. This time, Long Chen realized that the Evil Dragon Clan's imperial flames had absorbed a lot of dragon fortune. This fortune was what Long Chen needed, and it was something that the outer realm experts had much less of. Long Chen killed the Evil Dragon Clan's expert in the blink of an eye, and by then, the figure of the Winged Dragon had already arrived. Long Chen flipped over and landed steadily on the Winged Dragon's head. "Boom..." The Winged Dragon's figure sliced through the void, and Long Chen's voice came through: "Well done, my brother, you made me proud. Leave the remaining two to you." Previously, Xue Tu was worried about Di Mengyao, wanting to hold off three enemies himself. In reality, he knew he couldn't last long. But for Di Mengyao, he was willing to die here; her talent far surpassed his, and she was the future of the dragon clan. Long Chen also noticed Xue Tu's predicament and helped him by eliminating the strongest enemy, the only one with an imperial weapon. Without the threat of the imperial weapon, Xue Tu could face two opponents with much less strain. Even if he couldn't win, at least he wouldn't lose. "Boss, leave it to me. I'll bring you their heads, kill!" Hearing Long Chen's encouragement, Xue Tu's blood boiled, his eyes turned red, and he charged at the two as if they were his father's murderers. "This guy's gone mad!" The two outer realm Evil Dragon Clan experts, previously terrified of Long Chen's methods, hadn't even caught their breath when Xue Tu, surrounded by blood energy and burning imperial flames, started desperately fighting them. "Boom boom boom..." The two frantically defended, but they were horrified to find that this guy was ferocious beyond belief, pushing them back step by step. "Retreat" Seeing the situation turn bad, the two realized this guy was too fierce and needed to be avoided, otherwise they might die at his hands. "Retreat? Where to? If I don't take your heads today, I'll take my own!" Xue Tu roared, appearing insane, chasing after them with a killing spree. ... "Boom..." The sky ahead kept exploding, the roar of dragons formed shockwaves tearing the void, flames and lightning intertwined, law runes collapsing, waves of terrifying pressure approached. The Winged Dragon's speed was suddenly suppressed, even a strong person like Qingyi found it hard to breathe. "We've arrived, inside must be Lady Mengyao fighting fiercely, but we can't even get inside!" The Winged Dragon cried out in fear. Just the aftermath of the battle made it difficult for him to move forward. With his strength, he couldn't even enter the battlefield, let alone provide support. Determination flashed in Qingyi's eyes, the imperial flames around her began to burn. Even if it cost her life, she had to rescue Lady Mengyao. Di Mengyao was the hope of the dragon clan, her cultivation talent astonishing, so far the only one with the hope to break through the God-Emperor barrier and become an Emperor. They must protect her. "Lord Long Chen..." Qingyi looked at Long Chen, preparing to charge together. Long Chen glanced at the void ahead, which was constantly exploding. At that moment, he felt his blood boiling. Only such a strong opponent was worthy to be his adversary. "Qingyi, lead our brothers and sisters to patrol around and support our dragon clan's isolated strong warriors..." Long Chen took a deep breath and said. "But here..." Qingyi was shocked. "Leave this to me. As long as I'm alive, no one can harm Mengyao!" "Buzz" Stars revolved around Long Chen, the six gates opened, and he stepped forward. "Boom..." The sky on the battlefield ahead was forcibly pierced by Long Chen, and at the moment the huge hole appeared, people saw a twisted space where a dozen figures surrounded Di Mengyao. Huge dragons opened their mouths, chains wrapped around Di Mengyao's body, trapping her, as a strange force extracted her imperial flames. "Damn it, they're trying to seize Lady Mengyao's imperial flames!" Seeing this, Qingyi and others were furious. In that twisted space, there were sixteen experts, six from the outer realm Evil Dragon Clan, the rest were all from the Evil Dragon Clan. The most terrifying thing was that these experts were incredibly powerful, the weakest had condensed nine hundred and fifty-eight imperial flames, the strongest had nine hundred and eighty-seven. Among these experts, there were men and women, their hands forming seals, faces ferocious, eyes filled with greed, like hungry wolves staring at flesh and blood. "Give up struggling, your ancestor's blessing has disappeared, and when you attacked the nine hundred and ninety-seventh imperial flame, you were ambushed, the backlash of the imperial flame has severely injured you, you can't recover." A long-haired male from the Evil Dragon Clan sneered. He seemed to see the hope of victory. Di Mengyao's talent was too astonishing. If they could divide up so many imperial flames, each of them could increase their flames by at least a dozen, advancing their strength significantly. "Evil Dragon Clan, traitors of the dragon clan, you will not meet a good end." Di Mengyao gritted her teeth, her control over the imperial flame power already slipping. Once it collapsed, her imperial flame would be divided among this group like a flood breaking through a dam. But she was helpless. When she attacked the nine hundred and ninety-seventh imperial flame, she was ambushed, causing the imperial flame to backfire, nearly killing her, severely reducing her power. She regretted it, regretting her greed and impatience. She should have stabilized her realm, found a hidden place, and progressed steadily, instead of trying to take a giant leap. Unfortunately, it was too late. The ancestor's blessing had vanished, and her imperial flame power was on the verge of collapse under the crowd's frenzied absorption. "Buzz" Suddenly, Di Mengyao's protective divine light exploded, and at that moment, she lost control of the imperial flame, falling into complete despair. "Boom" Just then, the void burst open, a shadow passed through the sky, appearing behind Di Mengyao, a warm hand pressing against her jade-like back. The imminent loss of control over the imperial flame was confined by a vast star power, and Long Chen's voice echoed across the battlefield: "If any of you leave the battlefield alive today, I'll write my name Long Chen backward from now on."