I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

Chapter 593: 591. A Familiar Feeling

Translator: 549690339

Uncle Cheng coughed repeatedly. He stretched out his hand and flicked his finger in the air, accurately hitting the head of the “Black Dragon”.

The seemingly ordinary attack contained a boundless power that could split the sky and earth, and it actually sent the black dragon flying.

It was not until this moment that most of the onlookers finally saw the true appearance of the black dragon. It turned out to be a long black whip, the tip of which looked like a dragon’s head, ferocious and domineering.

It was not easy for an ordinary peak eighteenth level Martial Saint to dodge this whip.

The “black dragon” pierced through the void everywhere, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. At the same time, it was like a living true dragon, agile, swift, and unpredictable.

A whip was like a real dragon, a peak Martial Saint.

However, Uncle Cheng accurately flicked his finger on the dragon’s head at the end of the whip and easily repelled the long whip that looked like a black dragon.

At the same time, he held the oil-paper umbrella and stepped forward with a hunched back.

Although the speed was not fast, it was filled with the pressure of a storm.

He waved his hand from afar to stop Dragon King Xu Peng from grabbing Old Man Xianzhu.

In just one exchange, the strength of both sides had only revealed the tip of the iceberg, and it had already made the onlookers marvel.

The pale young woman who was injured and surrounded by the black tornado watched Uncle Cheng flick his finger. She felt a sharp pain from her injuries.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the martial arts of Mount Yanran in the North Sea were good at speed, she might have been captured alive by Uncle Cheng, let alone escape.

The sloppy Daoist glanced at the young woman from afar.

This person was much easier to recognize than Old Man Xianzhu.

Wang Zhaoying, the direct descendant of the Yanran Mountain in the North Sea, the number one person of the younger generation. She was one of the ten heroes of the mortal world. At such a young age, her strength was already comparable to the elders of the Yanran Mountain.

Xu Peng, Blue Dragon Island.

Little western paradise, Yanming.

Ancient Gods Clan, Lian Buyi.

Shen Tianzhao of Tianhe.

Green cow temple, leaves silkworm sleep.

Eastern Zhou Dynasty Wei family, Wei Ling.

Bitter Sea Boundless Temple, round and crazy.

In the Wilderness, the mountains were crying in the rain.

In addition to Wang Zhaoying from the North Sea’s Mount Yanran, as well as

Marquis Fengxiang of the South Chu, Cheng Yingtian, who had fallen at Chen Luoyang’s hands not long ago after breaking through to the 18th realm, they were the current generation’s Ten Heroes of the Red Dust.

Wang Zhaoying’s cultivation at the seventeenth realm was enough to compete with some elders at the eighteenth realm.

Those who dared to say that they could defeat her were at least the top ten Martial Saints.

Helplessly, today she met an opponent that she might not be able to fight even if she broke through to the eighteenth realm.

“Rain Master” Uncle Cheng arrived.

In the end, Madam Wang was forced to run around Donghai in a dangerous situation, and she could barely hold on by relying on the outstanding movement technique passed down from her sect.

It was also because Uncle Cheng’s legs were not good for special reasons. Otherwise, Wang Zhaoying probably wouldn’t have been able to hold on until now.

However, neither of them expected to bump into Dragon King Xu Peng here.

Wang Zhaoying stopped in her tracks and looked at the pitch-black rain clouds and azure auspicious clouds that were at loggerheads with each other.

She did not have any intention of taking advantage of them. The two people in front of her were really too strong.

If the winner was “Rain Master” Cheng Shuzhi, she would be in trouble. She might as well take this opportunity to escape.

However, if she could watch the battle between the two of them, it would be of great benefit to her cultivation.

At the Martial Saint level, the battle between the two people in front of him basically represented the highest level of confrontation.

Wang Zhaoying was hesitating, and Chen Luoyang was also pondering.

He was thinking about how he should adjust his strategy.

Before Xu Peng and Cheng Shuzhi fought, they both glanced at Daoist Banhai’s clone.

However, their attention was still on each other and Old Man Xianzhu.

Even though Uncle Cheng wanted to protect him, Old Man Xianzhu gradually couldn’t take it anymore.

When Uncle Cheng saw this, his expression was calm, but his attacks became more and more careful.

From Chen Luoyang’s point of view, there seemed to be something unusual about the other party’s moves.

To him, it was slightly familiar.

There was a special power protecting Old Man Xianzhu, preventing him from being affected by the power of the battle between the two experts.

It was as if Old Man Xianzhu was in another world that was completely independent of the Mortal Dust World. His figure in the Mortal Dust World seemed illusory.

The profoundness and profoundness in it did not seem like the methods of a Martial Saint.

Chen Luoyang’s thoughts flashed.

“Rain Master” Uncle Cheng arrived. His master’s background was rather mysterious. Rumor had it that he inherited the inheritance of the ancient times and cultivated the unique divine technique, the Great Universe Mysterious Art.

His unique skills were profound and profound, especially when it came to void transformations and the marvel of space.

It was only because of his old injuries that he was unable to fully display his ultimate skills. That was why Wang Zhaoying of Mount Yanran of the North Sea had the opportunity to escape.

Even so, Uncle Cheng’s attacks were still extraordinary.

However, it was not enough for him to have the ability to protect Xu Peng.

The method he was using to protect Old Man Xianzhu, apart from the basics of the Great Universe Mysterious Art, seemed to include the secrets of time.

This power concept was similar to the Queen of the Wilderness, Qing Kongsang’s ability to snap the fingers of the world, but it was not the same. It might be another top-notch secret art that figured out the secrets of time. However, he did not know where Uncle Cheng got it.

Although the East Zhou Empire had many divine techniques, they had never heard of such a profound technique in the mysteries of time.

However, during the decisive battle between the Heavenly River and the Blood

River last year, Chen Luoyang had watched the Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty make her move. The Great Nine Heavens Divine Palm, which was famous throughout the world, seemed to have been infused with endless profundities, integrating time and space into one.

This shouldn’t be a coincidence. It was highly possible that their understanding of the Profound Mysteries of Time came from the same source.

Compared to the Eastern Zhou Empire secretly obtaining some kind of ultimate technique, Chen Luoyang was more inclined towards another possibility.

Human Emperor’s Black Water Edict.

As Chen Luoyang’s cultivation increased day by day, his understanding of the Human Emperor’s imperial edict also improved.

Although he had never come into direct contact with it, he had a vague feeling that the Black Water Edict Talisman might be related to the secrets of time.

The performance of the Eastern Zhou Empress and Cheng Shuzhi was circumstantial evidence.

However, what made Chen Luoyang uncertain was that Uncle Cheng’s actions might involve the Black Water Edict, but there seemed to be another mystery behind it.

The strange thing was that Chen Luoyang still felt a sense of familiarity.

As he thought about it, the two experts in front of him gradually started to fight.

Facing Old Man Xianzhu, who was protected by Uncle Cheng, Xu Peng was expressionless, but his eyes were cold.

With a shocking dragon roar, four more black shadows rushed out from the azure clouds around him!

A total of five black dragons tore through the sky and earth as they charged toward Uncle Cheng and Old Man Xianzhu.

Uncle Cheng’s expression changed.

The four ” black dragons ” roared as they surrounded Uncle Cheng from all directions.

From all directions, dragon shadows were shuttling back and forth.

Although the rain clouds above Uncle Cheng’s head rained down like blades, the four dragons circled and merged into one. They rolled up black fog and rose up, blocking the storm.

As the four black dragons surrounded Cheng Shuzhi, the fifth black dragon charged at Old Man Xianzhu.

Since he was trapped, Uncle Cheng naturally couldn’t take care of Old Man

Xianzhu.

He coughed repeatedly.

However, his hunched body suddenly straightened.

He took out the umbrella that he had kept under his armpit and opened it above his head.

As Uncle Cheng opened the umbrella in his hand, the heavy rain that enveloped the surroundings stopped abruptly.

The continuous coughing also disappeared.

A light that had never been seen before erupted from this person’s body.

He held the umbrella in one hand and waved the other in front of him.

The surrounding space and time seemed to be frozen.

The four ” black dragons ” surrounding him were swept away.

When the spectators saw this, their eyes lit up.

Chen Luoyang nodded to himself.

This was what he had been waiting for. This was the standard of the legendary Rain Master.

Although their previous battle was also mysterious and unpredictable, it was only at the level of one of the top ten Martial Saints of the Red Dust. It could not compare to Zheng Chi, who had cultivated Nuwa.

This was not strange.

Almost the whole world knew that Uncle Cheng, the Rain Master, had been plagued by old injuries all year round and was no longer at his peak.

Most of the time, he was ranked third among the top three Martial Saint Hongchen. He watched as the Queen of the Wilderness competed with Dragon King Xu Peng for the first place.

But no one dared to underestimate the Rain Master.

Since ancient times, he was one of the few Martial Saints who could survive a head-on clash with a powerhouse.

Just this battle alone would secure his position in the top three.

However, it was also because of that battle that he had an old injury that he had not been able to recover from.

Usually, in order to relieve his pain, he would split his Great Universe

Mysterious Art into Yin and Yang, using Yang energy to suppress his injuries.

Because his injuries were caused by the cold Yin energy, and he only had Yin energy left, Uncle Cheng was called the Rain Master because of the continuous rain wherever he went.

However, those who knew the inside story basically knew that whether the

Rain Master opened his umbrella or not could be treated as two different people.

At this moment, Uncle Cheng finally opened the umbrella, and the mysteries of the Great Universe Mysterious Art were revealed once again. The rain had disappeared, and the sun was no longer shining.

Yin and Yang combined, and the universe circulated.

The entire space seemed to have turned into Uncle Cheng’s domain.

He took a step forward and instantly blocked in front of Xu Peng.

As for Old Man Xianzhu, he seemed to have teleported far away.

A black dragon chased after Old Man Xianzhu, but Uncle Cheng didn’t make a move. The surrounding space seemed to twist and turn, causing the black dragon to slide to the other side and get further and further away from Old Man Xianzhu.

The black dragon that attacked Uncle Cheng also strangely missed.

Cheng Shuzhi held an umbrella with one hand and casually punched Xu Peng with the other. The green auspicious clouds in front of Xu Peng immediately dispersed. The black dragon wanted to protect itself, but it also strangely bent to make way for Cheng Shuzhi’s fist to advance.

Ever since he appeared, Xu Peng’s expressionless face finally showed some changes.

He raised his other hand behind his back and extended both hands forward, spreading his fingers.

Then, the ten black dragons roared at the same time!

Ten dragons appeared at the same time, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

At the same time, the space that was sealed by Uncle Cheng was broken. Ten black dragons circled around the world, forming a unique position that seemed to cover the world.

Old Man Xianzhu, who had been sent far away, was once again surrounded by this world.

The hearts of the people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, which had just been relieved, tightened again.

Azure Dragon Ten Extremities.

The ten moves of the whip technique was the ultimate technique of the Blue Dragon Island.

Dragon King Xu Peng had summoned the Ten Absolutes in one move..