Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1089: Alarming The Elder

"This, what is this!"

"A blood vein vision?"

"This dragon ink actually cultivated a blood vessel vision!"

The group of dragons suddenly changed color!

In the Valley of the Dragon Skeletons, there are at least twenty dragons who have cultivated to the tide of blood.

But there is only one who can cultivate the bleeding pulse vision!

It is the only five-claw divine dragon in the vein of Canglong, and it is also the top of the Tianlong list today.

But now, on another dragon's body, seeing a blood vein vision, it is conceivable that the hearts of the dragons are shaking!

"Although this dragon ink cultivates the bleeding vein vision, his vision does not seem to be as strong as Long Cang's vision."

"It's too far to compare. Long Cang's blood vision is enough to easily suppress the dragon dragon!"

Qunlong guessed right and wrong.

This ghostly ghost image is indeed a blood vision of Su Zimo.

But only one of his eight demon kings!

Su Zimo did not show all the visions.

As a result, Long Yang has not forced him to that point.

In the second place, the eight demon kings appeared at the same time, which was too shocking.

Not to mention, after the eight demon kings, a **** butterfly will emerge!

A dragon clan Shen said: "That being said, even the weakest blood vessel vision is powerful and should not be underestimated."

"This dragon ink has been transformed into a half-dragon form. If he also transformed into a complete dragon body, Long Yang may be more fierce."

"impossible!"

Another dragon clan shook his head and said, "The dragon's blood is impure, and the transformation into a half dragon is already his limit!"

This dragon is right.

Today, Su Zimo can at most transform into a half-dragon form, and cannot yet transform into a complete dragon body. I do not know why.

But even in the form of a half dragon, it is enough to support him to sweep everything!

The power of Yin of the Dragon has completely erupted!

Su Zimo stood in place, staring like a torch, suddenly opening his mouth.

The Shenlong behind him also opened his mouth at the same time. The movements of one person and one dragon were synchronized, and there was no difference. A roar that shook the world suddenly broke out!

The world trembled, the situation changed!

"Roar!"

Shock with the sound of a dragon!

The erupting power of the two dragons collided in midair.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Suddenly, there was silence!

Great sound!

But every dragon clan felt a kind of trembling in mind!

"Ok!"

Long Yang's body trembled, and she suddenly groaned, her face turning pale.

The dragons are moving!

As we all know, the Yin of the Canglong is the strongest voice of Wumai Dragon.

The collision of the two dragon chants, however, is Long Yang's fall!

what does this mean?

Could it be said that the blood of this dragon is stronger than that of Canglong?

The faces of Qunlong all appeared incredible colors.

suddenly!

Su Zimo stood up, taking advantage of the sudden shock of Long Yang's body shape, leaping up, clearing the clouds, and riding on Long Yang's neck!

Long Yang is furious!

Being ridden around the neck is a great humiliation to the Dragon!

No one is above him!

The dignity of the Dragons cannot be trampled!

Regardless of Su Zimo, his legs were strong and powerful. He clamped Long Yang's neck tightly, raised his fist, and smashed it against Long Yang's head!

boom!

A loud noise!

Long Yang beeped sadly.

Su Zimo's fist was enough to break the weapon of the magical soldiers into pieces, but he failed to knock on the head of Long Yang, showing the strength of Canglong's body!

But the punch fell down, and Long Yang's head was blurred with flesh and blood.

"Roar!"

Long Yang roared, his eyes were red, and the whole dragon body rolled continuously, bursting with twisting and twisting power!

Even though Su Zimo's legs clenched Long Yang's neck, he was almost thrown out of the air by him.

Su Zimo quickly reached out his hands and firmly held the pair of dragon horns of Long Yang to stabilize his figure!

Long Yang's body has no tendency to stop at all. He rolls, shuttles, hoveres, and spins in the air!

Su Zimo, with his hands and legs, could only stabilize his figure, but couldn't get out of hand and continued to attack.

The two sides were caught in a weird stalemate!

Of course, if there is no accident, such a stalemate will consume a lot of energy for Long Yang. If it continues, his defeat is inevitable!

"Huh, Long Mo made a big mistake!"

"Yes, the Horn of Canglong has many methods of attack, condensing the essence of strength, Long Mo holding the Horn of Canglong, that is to find death by himself."

The group of dragons looked on coldly, naturally seeing more real.

Just as they were talking, the horns of Long Yang suddenly turned red, like a red iron rod, and the temperature kept rising!

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed.

This should be the method of the candle dragon, but Long Yang is in control!

Normally, if someone else continues to hold the pair of Canglong's horns, their palms will be burned to ashes.

If you let go, you will naturally be dropped.

But riding on Yang Yang's neck was Su Zimo. Long Yang's counterattack was not a threat in his eyes!

In the end, his right hand is the God Phoenix bone!

Even if the flesh was burned to ashes, his right hand bones would not be damaged.

In the second place, Su Zimo will not hold the dragon horn silly.

He also has hole cards!

"Okay, let you try the barren power!"

Su Zimo sneered slightly, his eyes were bright, and the law was condensed in the dark. In his palms of hands, two gray mists suddenly appeared!

The two mists enveloped the crimson dragon horns, blocking the heat.

Su Zimo is still holding the horns of Canglong tightly, his palm is safe!

"Well, this dragon ink has a means to deal with it."

"It's really one foot tall, one foot tall, and the victory and defeat of the two people, I'm afraid it's hard to say."

"What kind of spell is that fog? How does it smell and ask? It doesn't look powerful."

Many dragons frowned slightly, passing their eyes a little confused.

On the face of it, the barren power is just to isolate the scorching horn of the dragon.

But in fact, desolation has already acted on Long Yang!

Long Yang's Shou Yuan is cutting at a rate of five hundred years!

In an instant, ten breaths passed, and Long Yang's birthday had been cut by as much as 5,000 years!

Normally, the Shouyuan of Huixu Taoists is only 5,000 years.

The Dragon race is one of the nine ancient Taikoo groups. It once dominated Taikoo and its blood was strong, unlike the human race.

Although the breeding rate of the Dragons is extremely low, they have a long life. Even if they do not practice, they have tens of thousands of years and 100,000 years of life!

The human race cultivator can only live for 100,000 years if he enters the Mahayana realm.

This is the gap.

Therefore, Long Yang, who has a longevity, did not notice any abnormalities after the barrens came.

The first person who realized that something was wrong was not Long Yang, but many elders of the Dragon clan who were hiding in the dark watching the battle!

This battle, on the surface, was only a battle between the two dragons, but it has already alarmed the elders of the five-pulse dragons!

(End of this chapter)