Chapter 8 Chapter 8: Great Sun Emperor Fist, the Emperor rules the world!
The Nine Crowns of the True Dragon are fragments of the soul bones of the ancient dragon king and are the treasure of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. Fusing them can not only greatly enhance physical strength, but also improve the quality of the soul ring, up to a maximum of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, which is only half a step away from one hundred thousand years.

However, it also has a big flaw. The nine crowns not only consume the soul power of the soul master, but also consume flesh and blood. Once more than five crowns are used, over time, the flesh and blood will be exhausted and nothing will be left of the body!
In just two breaths, Yu Yuanzhen had fused eight crowns. He wanted to fuse the ninth crown, but his body was seriously injured. If he fused again, he would be sucked dry of blood and flesh by the True Dragon Nine Crowns and die without even Gu Mo Ran having to do anything.

After the fusion of the eight crowns, the old dragon burst out with a powerful dragon might. His blood was as vigorous as a furnace and as scorching as the sun. The space was trembling and the nine mountains were shaking. The first to fourth soul rings were all forcibly upgraded to ten thousand years, and the seventh, eighth and ninth soul rings even turned light red. It was so powerful that it was not weaker than the ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo!

Gu Moran felt the amazing changes in Yu Yuanzhen and was shocked. This True Dragon Nine Crowns was indeed the soul bone fragment of the ancient Dragon King. The improvement was so great.

If we combine it with a soul guide, perhaps we can create another ninth-level soul guide.

"Second brother, take the Snow Jade Crown and leave!"

The old dragon did not hesitate, and threw the ninth crown to Yu Luomian who was also seriously injured, and let him take the snow jade crown and leave.

He knew that he would die today, but he could not afford to lose the Snow Jade Crown.

Yu Luomian took the snow jade crown, with tears in her eyes, turned around and fled Jiulong Mountain with the remaining tribesmen.

Gu Moran glanced at Yu Luomian and others who had escaped, but didn't care. A tight net had been set up outside Jiulong Mountain, and they couldn't escape at all.

“Roar!! Beast, pay for the lives of my people! Fourth Soul Skill: Thunderstorm!”

The old dragon roared, and his soul power surged like the tide, turning into endless thunder. He raged wildly and bombarded Gu Moran, fighting to the death to avenge his people.

Facing the sky full of thunder, Gu Moran did not dodge or avoid. He stood still among the thousands of thunders and allowed the lightning to bombard him. All attacks were blocked by the Lieyang Divine Robe, and he was unharmed.

Gu Moran looked at Yu Yuanzhen, whose aura had risen to the peak and seemed strong, but whose life was actually counting down, and reminded him:
"Stop the unnecessary temptation, old man. If you don't use your strongest spirit skill, you will have no chance."

He likes to crush others, but he also longs to fight with stronger ones in order to find out his own shortcomings, so he allowed the old dragon to merge with the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon.

Otherwise, just those two breaths of time would be enough for him to kill Yu Yuanzhen countless times.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen became even angrier. He had been active in Douluo Continent for so many years, and even the Pope of the Spirit Hall did not dare to speak to her in such a tone. It was too contemptuous!

The furious old dragon controlled endless thunder, like a Thunder Dragon King, bursting out with lightning at an extremely fast speed, rushing straight into the sky, and the dragon claws entangled with lightning tore through the sky and split the earth, grabbing towards Gu Moran's head!

Seeing the dragon claw approaching, Gu Moran's golden eyes lit up with a hint of fighting spirit, and he immediately raised his sword to block it.

Clang! ! !
The sound of clashes like weapons echoed in the night sky, and Yu Yuanzhen's angry claw was easily blocked by Gu Moran.

The old dragon suddenly felt a slight pain in his dragon claw. He looked down and was surprised to see that the sharp edge of the Black Phoenix Bloodthirsty Sword had actually cut a shallow scar on his dragon claw.

His body, strengthened by the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon, had already reached the level of a demigod, yet he was still scratched. Could this sword be a divine weapon?
But Yu Yuanzhen didn't have time to think, a fist shrouded in golden light slammed into his dragon body with a force of tremendous strength, emitting a terrifyingly high temperature, scorching hot.

What's even more peculiar is that the fist contains a strange spiritual power, which is extremely domineering and full of imperial majesty, like an almighty emperor who rules the heaven and the earth, shining on all living beings like the sun, suppressing all spirits and making them submit and unable to resist!
Under this overwhelming and domineering imperial pressure, even someone as strong as Lao Long had a momentary blankness in his mind.

The result was that Gu Moran's punch came down from the sky, smashing straight into the ruins of the True Dragon Palace, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The boxing style that Gu Moran used was called "Great Sun Emperor Fist", a self-created boxing style that combined his long-standing imperial majesty and mental strength to form the Imperial Fist. The Imperial Fist is also known as the Imperial Power, and making a fist is like holding power.

One punch can subdue the world! One power can suppress all living things!
Gu Moran put the Xuan Huang Qi Xue into the storage soul guide. He was good at both boxing and swordsmanship, but he liked boxing more. The feeling of punching into flesh was really addictive.

"Old Dragon, keep going!"

The Holy Emperor shouted loudly, clenched his five fingers, and punched out again. Golden light burst out, like a bright sun, obliterating all things. The imperial power was fully displayed, suppressing the heavens and the earth. No matter whether it was an insect or a dragon, they would kneel down under his fist and kowtow!

The demigod old dragon rushed out of the ruins, thunder and lightning raged, destroying the world, and rushed towards Gu Moran again. The two peerless masters standing at the top of Douluo Continent started a life-and-death battle.

The fist light crossed the night sky, breaking through the dark clouds and illuminating the darkness.

The thunder danced wildly and the dragon roared loudly, resounding through the sky.

A dragon and a king fought for hundreds of rounds, dragon blood splashed across the sky and earth, armor fragments flew, energy fluctuations disturbed the sky, dark clouds shattered, revealing the hidden bright moon.

Under the moonlight, Yu Yuanzhen's horn was broken, his body was covered with scars, fist marks were everywhere, and it was all charred. He looked extremely miserable, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Compared to the old dragon, Gu Moran was in much better condition. His golden hair was disheveled and a little blood was flowing from his forehead. Although his Fiery Sun Divine Robe was a little damaged and had many claw marks on it, his main body was not damaged.

boom! !

The Great Sun Emperor Fist was swung out again, and the old dragon was blown away for dozens of miles and crashed into a hill. The rocks rolled and buried him.

But Gu Moran did not relax his vigilance, his golden eyes fixed on the hill. Sure enough, the next second, a soul power wave even more powerful than before burst out and rushed straight into the sky.

He knew that the old dragon was going to fight to the death. If he didn't fight, he would have no chance. After all, the validity period of the True Dragon Nine Crowns was about to expire.

“Roar! Ninth Soul Skill: The True Dragon is angry, and the sound shakes the sky!”

A roar came from the hill, resounding through the night sky. The hill exploded, and nine thunder dragons formed entirely of thunder rushed towards Gu Moran, roaring and waving their claws, releasing endless thunder, turning an area of ​​one kilometer into a terrifying thunder domain with great power, not inferior to a hundred thousand year soul skill.

Faced with such a powerful soul skill, Gu Moran not only did not dodge, but instead swung his fist straight up, facing the nine thunder dragons!

The emperor will never retreat, because his people are behind him!
"Great Sun Emperor Fist: The Emperor Dominates the World!" Gu roared angrily, his golden hair flying wildly, and he also used the third move of his self-created soul skill.

The sun is shining brightly, suppressing the world! All people bow their heads, and the four seas submit!
Nine thunder dragons merged into one, carrying billions of thunders, and collided with Gu Moran's Imperial Town!
The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

After the fist and dragon collided, everything was silent.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when the remaining thunder dissipated, Gu Moran stood under the night sky, slowly retracted his somewhat charred fist, and looked down at the broken armor on his chest. The flesh and blood inside was already blurred, with only traces of lightning power remaining.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and commented:
"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, not bad."

(End of this chapter)