This scene was too explosive, causing the Western powerhouses to scream repeatedly, crying out to their God.
Never had they seen a dragon being chased and beaten.
But now this scene was playing out.
Luo Chen closely chased behind the dragon. The dragon’s blood spilled across the earth, dyeing the desert red, like a stretch of magma.
Luo Chen charged forward, his aura like an ancient ferocious beast, chasing the thoroughly dishevelled dragon, looking like a heavenly deity descending, about to punish a disobedient lizard.
This was not merely description. In fact it was exactly so.
Too brutal and ferocious. Luo Chen finally caught up, grabbing the dragon’s tail in one go.
Instantly the dragon’s eyes showed terror, extremely frightened.
“Roar~” The dragon let out a wail, struggling to push against the ground with its hind claws, kicking up large swathes of desert.
But the human behind it was too powerful. The strength it prided itself on was as fragile as a child before this person. The defence it relied on was as fragile as a layer of window paper before this person.
Luo Chen suddenly exerted force, dragging the dragon’s tail, once again flinging the dragon into the air, then heavily smashing it onto the ground.
Then Luo Chen charged up, pressing down on the dragon’s head with one hand.
In others’ eyes, this was a giant dragon, ferocious and brutal, impossible to defeat.
But in Luo Chen’s eyes, it was merely a big lizard.
So Luo Chen moved to kill.
Luo Chen’s entire body had crystalline runes flickering. Those runes were ancient and mysterious, each rune seemingly reflecting the heavens.
The strongest power since ancient times, the Taichang Scripture madly circulated within Luo Chen’s body, like a roaring sea about to surge forth.
“Rip!”
A massive dragon head flew high. Crystalline flesh and blood scattered. The cold eyeballs on the dragon head actually showed despair at this moment, frozen in that scene.
Flesh, blood, sinews and bones all severed.
That dragon head traced a parabola in the air, finally falling down, heavily crashing onto the ground.
Even with dust filling the sky.
It could not block Luo Chen’s godlike and demonic figure. Even standing on flat ground, he had a feeling of standing atop the stars, overlooking mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.
Several Western big shot players had tight throats, not daring to say a word, standing dumbly in place.
Several hundred Western powerhouses similarly stood there dumbstruck.
Truly dragon slain.
This was no longer human power.
This Easterner was too powerful.
And he had torn the dragon head off alive. This was too terrifying and brutal. This method was too savage.
It was practically going to scare this group to death.
Hand tearing a dragon?
Did he think it was bread or toast?
That was something even several Western big shot figures could not do.
But now, Luo Chen had actually done it. The whole field was silent, not a sound. Everyone looked at that figure, some in terror, some in fervent worship.
He was too powerful.
But then a sudden change occurred.
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
“Roar…”
Yellow sand filled the sky, the earth shook, fierce winds howled, and a massive shadow fell across the distant sky.
Even bigger dragons came.
And not one, but five, as tall as mountains.
Clearly Luo Chen killing their kind had alerted the dragons.
“Damn it!” Clark exclaimed.
That dragon just now was not yet adult. Although formidable, compared to an adult dragon, the difference was like heaven and earth.
If in reality, an adult dragon’s breath could destroy a huge city.
Its power was practically comparable to a small nuclear bomb.
And now five had come.
“Run!”
“Quickly!” Clark shouted at Luo Chen.
In his view, although Luo Chen could slay dragons, that was only a juvenile dragon, not yet adult.
Facing adult dragons, one truly could not contend with them.
After all, that was too terrifying.
Five dragons came blotting out the sky and sun, like five moving mountains.
Their might was too terrifying.
The terrifying dragon might made Clark and others tremble all over. They wanted to flee, but seemingly could not even move their feet, their bodies long since devoid of strength.
That terrifying pressure was not merely psychological, but truly real.
“Finished, finished, going to die, going to die.” The vampire shouted. He was already terrified out of his wits.
Those were five adult dragons. Not to mention five, even if just one came, they would be crushed, unable to escape.
Now five came together. For them, that was the apocalypse.
“Finished, truly finished.” Holy Knight Clark’s face showed a bitter smile of despair.
Witch Morgana was the same.
The Night Assassin was similarly so, their faces full of despair.
Actually even Luo Chen felt it.
The yellow sand beneath his feet was retreating. Creatures of this level were too terrifying.
Luo Chen frowned. Even he had not expected to have stirred up a hornet’s nest.
But who was he?
The former matchless Immortal Venerable. Not to mention this kind of lizard, even true dragons had been slain by him.
All had been torn apart by his hands.
So even though the pressure was uncomfortable, Luo Chen was not afraid.
Instead he showed a hint of anticipation.
“Human, you deserve death!” The dragon spoke human words, letting out a roar that shook many people dizzy on the ground.
This was suppression at the life level, making people fearful. Like when a hound sees a tiger, it is scared by the tiger into not daring to move, tail between its legs.
This was irresistible.
Many people collapsed on the ground, unable to even stand.
But Luo Chen only sneered, did not reply, and directly walked over quickly.
In the horrified gazes of everyone, Luo Chen reached out a hand.
“Taichang Sword, come!”
“Hum!” The void shook, then tore open.
A great sword appeared, making the entire world shake for it.
The great sword floated up and down, seemingly possessing supreme immortal ascension power.
Five adult dragons, with Luo Chen’s current strength, of course he could not slay them.
But this did not mean Luo Chen could not kill these five dragons.
The moment the Taichang Sword appeared, galaxies rotated within Luo Chen’s eyes.
All things flickered between brightness and darkness.
Luo Chen held the Taichang Sword in hand.
At this moment, he seemed to return to when he once stood atop heaven and earth, sweeping across ten thousand races undefeated.
The Immortal Venerable years when all who saw him had to submit.
That was a bearing of overlooking all things in heaven and earth, controlling the life and death of all living beings.
Where the sword pointed, there must be rivers of blood, floating corpses for thousands of miles.
A massive power poured into Luo Chen’s body. Luo Chen rose into the air.
“Kill!”
Heaven and earth turned pale in shock.
In the eyes of several hundred Westerners, a massive golden light pillar slashed over.
As if to shatter the void, as if to slash down stars.
“Roar!” A massive dragon breath surged forth. But the dragon breath was split apart by that golden light pillar. Then the golden light pillar, carrying an all conquering, unstoppable momentum, directly struck one of the dragons.