C83 Golden spirit descends

Seeing that Jin Ao had actually spat out his own blood essence to cast the technique, Fang Yunlong did not dare to be careless, he waved the Long Sword in his hand, turned into a golden dragon and flew towards Jin Ao.

Following Jin Ao's shout, Fang Yunlong's mind trembled. Golden God's Descent, that was a high level metal type technique, only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators could use it, but Jin Ao was actually able to use it, it was simply too heaven-defying.

A golden light flashed in the sky, and a giant golden-armored god appeared beside the Golden Sun Sword, his eyes like lightning as he rushed towards Fang Yunlong.

The golden dragon formed by the Long Sword had yet to fly to Jin Ao's side when the golden-armored giant god wielded the Golden Sun Sword in his hand. With a casual wave of his hand, he knocked the Long Sword to the ground. The Long Sword began to moan on the ground. It lost a lot of its spirit energy and was no longer able to fly.

Seeing Fang Yunlong's Long Sword s on the ground, Jin Ao laughed in disdain. The smile involved the wound on his face and it hurt, causing Jin Ao's smile to look extremely ugly. He had never suffered such a loss in his entire life.

No one had ever dared to beat him up like this. But now, a boy whose strength was far inferior than his own, had actually beaten him up like this. It was truly a lifetime of humiliation.

Previously, Jin Ao's great-uncle had warned Jin Ao to leave this secret art in the sect's competition, and that he would use it when his Proving Ground was at the brink of death. But this time, Jin Ao was easily able to dispel the golden light that shot in all directions.

In order to erase his shame, he had used this secret art ahead of time. All he wanted to do was tear Fang Yunlong's corpse into a thousand pieces to resolve this hatred. Let everyone know that Jin Ao was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

Seeing that Fang Yunlong was about to be defeated and disappear from this world, Jin Ao shouted complacently, "Trash, let me send you to your reincarnation."

It really is the descent of the Golden God, Fang Yunlong thought. This was a spell that Jin Ao used forcefully using his own mana as well as some sort of secret technique. It was probably because Jin Ao's own mana was no longer sufficient, and was only sixty to seventy percent of the Gold God's power.

If the full power of the Golden God were to descend, the Long Sword magical equipment would have already been destroyed. But even though it was only sixty to seventy percent of its power, Fang Yunlong had no confidence that he could withstand it.

Strictly speaking, the Golden God's Descent was not cast by Jin Ao, but by the Golden Sun Sword. When Jin Ao's great-uncle, Elder Jin, was refining the Golden Sun Sword with the materials of a treasure.

Considering that the Golden Sun Sword was given to his descendants to use, he fused a piece of the rare Spiritual Stone into the Golden Sun Sword. It's just that this [Conserving Spiritual Stone] was really small, so the amount of Spiritual Strength it had was very little.

As long as the descendant used their own blood essence to stimulate the Golden Sun Sword, it would cause the Spiritual Strength in the Golden Sun Sword to resonate with the descendant, and then use the Spiritual Strength in the descendant's body together to display a powerful technique. However, Spiritual Stone s could only be used once.

It was something that Elder Jin had left to his own descendants to protect themselves. He just did not expect that under such circumstances, Jin Ao would use the Golden God's Descent.

Just as Jin Ao was activating the Spiritual Strength among the Golden Sun Sword and using the Golden God's Descent, in a cave filled with array formations at the peak of the Luo Shan Mountain, a middle-aged man who had a dignified expression suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes shone with a golden light. The middle-aged man muttered, "What happened?" Who was it that allowed Ao'er to use this life-saving secret technique within the Heluo Sect? "

This middle-aged man was Jin Ao's great-uncle Elder Jin. Before Elder Jin finished speaking, he had already appeared at the peak of Luo Shan's mountain. He looked in the direction of the martial arena, and in the next moment, a golden rainbow appeared above the stage.

Elder Jin looked towards the competition grounds, and saw that Jin Ao's face was injured, falling to the ground. He almost couldn't recognize that this was his unmarried grandson. Elder Jin was furious.

To be able to beat his clan's genius Jin Ao to such a state, no matter who it was, since they knew Jin Ao was his grandnephew, they should have the awareness to pay the price.

However, when Elder Jin saw Jin Ao's opponent, his anger turned into deep disappointment. In comparison to Jin Ao's bedraggled state, Fang Yunlong appeared to be extremely relaxed, with a faint smile hanging on his face.

Most importantly, Fang Yunlong only had the strength of the seventh level of the Refinement Stage, two whole levels lower than Jin Ao. As for the Long Sword magical equipment on the ground, it was only a high-grade magical equipment.

Only the Nine Palace Fire Array had aroused Elder Jin's interest. To be able to use the Nine Palace Fire Array, this kid was definitely not an ordinary person. But no matter what, this Nine Palace Fire Formation was still unable to stop Jin Ao's Golden God's descent.

Since the victory was already in Jin Ao's grasp, he didn't need to show himself anymore. He could just treat it as giving the two kids a fair fight. Elder Jin made a seemingly fair decision in his heart. He turned around and left, returning to his cave dwelling to continue cultivating.

Seeing Jin Ao using the Golden God's Descent, everyone outside the stage felt that the competition was over. Although Jin Ao was in a sorry state, he had already won the battle. Everyone sighed.

Seemingly regretful for Fang Yunlong's failure, he was full of sympathy for him. There were even people who shouted out, "Hurry up and admit defeat. Only by doing so can we avoid the descent of the Golden God."

Ji Feihua frowned and sighed. No Qi Condensation disciple could resist the high level technique, Golden God's Descent.

Now, the only thing to be considered was: should he admit defeat with words, let the battle array formation save his life, or stubbornly resist to the end, and not admit defeat no matter what?

Perhaps, in the bottom of Ji Feihua's heart, there was still a thread of thought that she still hadn't thought of, if she vowed to not admit defeat, then she would forever remember this friend. If she were to admit defeat, then she would no longer be worthy to be her friend.

Fang Yunlong suddenly bellowed, he was going to go all out. He was commanding the Nine Palace Fire Array to operate at full power, forming a fiery red curtain. Circulating the Spiritual Strength in his body, he unleashed the Golden Dragon Strike, and instantly, two ten-foot-long golden dragons appeared in the air, flying towards the Nine Palace Fire Formation.

The flames in the formation were even more ferocious as they intertwined with the golden light, catching the entire martial arena in a sea of golden flames.

Fang Yunlong formed a hand sign, and the two golden dragons actually split into two, becoming four golden dragons, and then splitting into four, becoming eight golden dragons, roaring in the Nine Palace Fire Formation.

Just then, the golden-armored giant god moved. Carrying the Golden Sun Sword, he walked towards Fang Yunlong. The golden-armored giant's thunderbolt attack was about to arrive.

Fang Yunlong's expression became serious, and the hand sign continued to change. The eight golden dragons circling in the air suddenly appeared above the Nine Palace Fire Formation according to the position of the eight trigrams, and gradually pressed downwards.

After a few months of improvement in his research on the technique, Fang Yunlong had already seen through the basics and realized his original plan.

Although the power of the Golden Dragon Strike has been weakened, it only requires the Spiritual Sense of the two Golden Dragons to be able to control eight Golden Dragons.

The eight golden dragons quickly fused into the fire array formation of the nine palaces. At this moment, nine fire pillars shot up into the sky. A golden light flashed from the fire array formation and the faint roar of the golden dragon could be heard.

The golden-armored giant god seemed to have sensed the ferocity of the formation and let out a thunderous roar and rushed into the formation with his Golden Sun Sword.