The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 931 The World-Destroying Dragon God Breaks

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Moque Mountain Pass.

The dark clouds in the sky spun rapidly, and a huge golden dragon claw tore through the clouds and emerged.

Even this single dragon claw is as big as a small mountain; who knows how big the entire golden dragon must be!

Pan Chengfeng's face flushed red as he continued to circulate his internal magic power. With the continuous output of magic power, the dragon claw finally emerged completely from the crack.

Pan Chengfeng secretly glanced up and cursed inwardly, "Damn it! Only one finger is showing!! This guy's trying too hard to show off!!"

The group of cultivators, intimidated by Pan Chengfeng's imposing aura, exchanged glances. One of the more knowledgeable cultivators shouted, "We've all been fooled!! He has no ability to use that move at all!!"

A monk hiding behind a rock heard someone shouting and looked at the terrifying giant finger, asking, "Is what you said true, senior brother?"

The man who had shouted earlier declared righteously, "I am certain! Pan Chengfeng hasn't fully mastered this move. Everyone, quickly seize this opening and attack him!"

Many people who heard this thought it made sense and immediately stepped forward. More than a hundred people formed a battle formation and prepared to attack.

Just as they were almost finished preparing, Pan Chengfeng suddenly shouted, "Open it for me!"

With a deafening boom, a thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the combined attack formation of over a hundred people and instantly killing dozens of cultivators.

The remaining cultivators quickly dispersed and found places to hide.

In the sky, the enormous golden dragon finally extended its two claws, tearing open a larger section of the clouds than before.

Pan Chengfeng, panting heavily, said, "I refuse to believe I can't summon you, you damned dragon, today!! Come out here, you idiot!!!"

The sky rumbled again, and the clouds parted repeatedly. Pan Chengfeng poured his magic power into the clouds recklessly, and the clouds finally parted wide enough for the dragon to extend its entire claw.

The terrifying pressure rendered hundreds of thousands of cultivators and puppets immobile; those with slightly weaker magical power couldn't even lift their heads.

Su Miaomiao's pretty face turned deathly pale as she said, "This is the ultimate technique of the Thunder Control Sect!! Even just one dragon claw has this power. If he really unleashes it, everyone here will die!"

Pan Chengfeng's old face was already distorted from excessive force. He used all his strength, but only one dragon claw could be extended.

Even Nangong Tian, ​​who was 100,000 meters away, felt the earth-shattering power and muttered to himself, "What kind of ultimate technique is this? How can it have such terrifying power!"

It's at least ten times more terrifying than this little doomsday volcano!

Thinking of all this, Nangong Tian suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Pan Chengfeng! How dare you underestimate me!!"

Pan Chengfeng kept channeling his magic power into the technique, but his magic power was clearly insufficient to support the third form of the Thunder Dragon Technique, not to mention that Pan Chengfeng had not even comprehended the Law of Thunder.

The prerequisite for performing the third move is to comprehend the Law of Thunder. Pan Chengfeng is now forcibly performing it using his magic power, which is definitely much more difficult than performing it normally.

A group of cultivators saw that Pan Chengfeng had been trying for a long time but had failed to summon the giant dragon.

He recalled what the cultivator had said earlier: although that unfortunate cultivator was dead, it didn't stop them from having brains to think and eyes to see.

Su Miaomiao was the first to react, shouting, "Stop hiding, all of you come out and attack! I refuse to believe that such a peerless technique could be used by someone as low as Nascent Soul!"

Many cultivators saw through the scheme and jumped out again, some controlling the puppets, others forming formations.

Before long, tens of thousands of cultivators were ready.

Seeing this, Pan Chengfeng panicked and thought, "My attempt to show off backfired! I'm going all out! Thunderfire Burning Body Technique!!"

A bright red soul fire exploded, and Pan Chengfeng absorbed all of its soul power.

As the Dharma seals changed and soul power was continuously absorbed, Pan Chengfeng's realm continued to improve.

He progressed through the second and third levels of the Nascent Soul Realm, finally stopping at the peak of the seventh level.

Pan Chengfeng, brimming with immense magical power, roared like a god descending to earth, "Since you all want to die, I'll grant your wish! Open!!"

As soon as the word 'open' was uttered, the entire space fell silent, followed by a series of rumbling sounds.

Two giant golden claws emerged from the clouds in the sky, finally parting the dark clouds that had been blocking them, revealing an enormous golden dragon head.

After the dragon's head emerged, its two eyes, resembling Ferris wheels, glanced contemptuously at Pan Chengfeng before opening its enormous mouth and targeting the hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

All the cultivators stared at by the dragon felt ice-cold all over, their limbs trembling, and they wilted like eggplants that had been hit by frost.

The enormous dragon's mouth seemed to yawn, and a piercing dragon roar resounded.

Dragon's Breath! Dragon Breath Technique! A storm carrying countless bolts of lightning poured forth.

The storm, like a cataclysmic tsunami, swept across an area with a radius of 50,000 meters, and all the cultivators struck by the dragon's breath were instantly reduced to dust.

Su Miaomiao and Qi Dongqiang were both outside the sky when they were struck by the Dragon Breath Technique. They both revealed their magical treasures and talismans.

The moment the two unleashed their magical treasures and talismans, they were engulfed by the dragon's breath, their fate unknown.

Pan Chengfeng, panting heavily, scanned the battlefield with his divine sense and frowned, saying, "There are still quite a few people alive."

"I almost choked on my pants, and I still couldn't wipe them all out..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pan Chengfeng suddenly felt dizzy and then fell straight down.

With a 'thud,' Pan Chengfeng fell to the ground, clutching his head and saying, 'My magic power is completely depleted. I need to get out of here quickly! Nangong Tian is almost here...'

As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng quickly got up, took out a large pile of pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and ran away.

Pan Chengfeng had only been gone for four or five breaths when Nangong Tian arrived.

Looking at the land that had been largely sheared away, Nangong Tian's heart trembled slightly. He then scanned the battlefield with his divine sense.

A few seconds later, Nangong Tian seemed to have noticed something and appeared beside a small pit in a few flashes.

With a wave of his hand, a gentle breeze swept by, revealing two figures in the small pit: Su Miaomiao and Qi Dongqiang.

The two had been stunned by the magic, but they were not in any danger. However, their posture was somewhat intimate, with Qi Dongqiang actually lying on top of Su Miaomiao.

Nangong Tian knew that Qi Dongqiang was protecting Su Miaomiao. Although he was unhappy, he didn't do anything to Qi Dongqiang. He just kicked him and sent him flying more than a hundred meters away.

After a series of rescue efforts, Su Miaomiao slowly woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in the arms of her beloved.

Seeing the worry on Nangong Tian's face, Su Miaomiao burst into tears and sobbed in his arms.

"Brother Tian! Waaah... That bastard... Waaah, really... He wanted to kill me!"

That bastard! ... Waaah, Brother Tian, ​​you have to avenge me!

Nangong Tian patted Su Miaomiao on the back and comforted her, "I know, I know, I will definitely catch him and let you do whatever you want with him!"

Hearing Nangong Tian's words, Su Miaomiao stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and said, "Brother Tian, ​​you're so kind. I'm alright now. Go and chase after that bastard, don't let him get away!"

Nangong Tian helped Su Miaomiao up and said, "He can't escape. You stay here and recover. I'll go after that bastard!"

Su Miaomiao stared in the direction Nangong Tian had left with a lovesick look when she suddenly heard a cough. Looking up, she saw Qi Dongqiang clutching his back and coughing desperately a hundred meters away.

Su Miaomiao still remembered that when their magical talismans were destroyed by the Dragon Breath Technique, it was Qi Dongqiang who protected her behind him and blocked the remaining power of the Dragon Breath Technique.

Su Miaomiao quickly rushed to Qi Dongqiang's side and asked with concern, "Senior Brother Qi, are you alright?"

"Thanks to my senior brother's protection, I was able to stand here unharmed. I thank you for your kindness."

Su Miaomiao was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while Qi Dongqiang was at the peak of the Void Refinement stage. The residual power of the dragon's breath could not kill him.

But if it hits Su Miaomiao, who only has the cultivation of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, then it's hard to say.

Qi Dongqiang clutched his kidneys and said, "I remember when I was hit by the residual force of the dragon's breath, it hit my back. Why does my kidney hurt so much?! Ouch~ It hurts so much..."

Su Miaomiao didn't know why Qi Dongqiang's back hurt, so she quickly took out some healing pills and gave them to him. The two of them then sat down to meditate and refine the pills.