Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 676: True Dragon Blood

Lu Ming sneered. This cold sword spirit is really shameless.

In the previous battle with the dragon, he himself flees for his life, regardless of the life and death of others, asking others to resist the dragon for him, and he escapes by himself.

In fact, with the strength of the cold sword spirit, if you desperately resist the dragon for a while, it should be okay to delay until the old red monsters arrive, but he will not do that, he would rather let others fill it with his life. , He can protect himself as much as possible.

Now, he actually wants to do this again, let Lu Ming use his life to kill the Jiaolong, wait for the queen to kill the dragon, and then call Xie Nianqing to attack the formation base, really treat others as a fool?

If you don't agree, you threaten, Linghai Sanzhong, it's amazing?

"Old guy, I have a shortcoming. I hate other people threatening me. The more people threaten me, the more I will fight against him. I said before. I just know some ways of inscription and practice. This big formation , Inscribed to the present, it has been too long, the power has been greatly reduced, and the spiritual crystal energy in some places has been exhausted. It seems that I need to add some spiritual crystals in."

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Little beast, do you dare?"

The cold knife spirit person has a cold expression on his face.

"What can't you dare? You are a fart in my eyes!"

Lu Ming curled his lips and flew towards the edge of the square.

On the edge of the square, there are some pits and pits, that is, the base of the formation, on which are inlaid with densely packed top quality spirit crystals.

But some spirit crystals have been broken, their spirituality has been lost, and they have no energy at all.

Lu Ming faced a pit, flicked his finger, and the useless spirit crystal in the pit flew out, and a perfect piece of the best spirit crystal appeared in Lu Ming's hand. With a wave of his hand, the best spirit crystal was inlaid. Into the pit.

The inscriptions around the pit are slightly brighter.

"Stop, you stop!"

The cold knife spirit roars.

"Stop, okay, kneel down and beg me!"

Lu Ming turned his head and smiled at the cold knife spirit.

"Kneel down and beg you? Little beast, what are you? Dare to tell my old man to kneel down and beg you."

The Cold Blade Spiritist was shocked, then roared.

"Just don't kneel!"

Lu Ming kept flicking his fingers, taking out pieces of useless superfine spirit crystals, and inlaid the intact superfine spirit crystals. His speed was very fast. Before long, Lu Ming was inlaid with hundreds of superfine spirit crystals. Lingjing.

The inscription of the Great Array is getting brighter and more powerful.

"Little beast, I will not kill you, I will swear not to be a human being!"

The murderous intent of the Cold Blade Spiritist, icy cold, hated Lu Ming into the bones of his bones.

Roar!

At this moment, Jiaolong let out a terrifying roar, and stepped towards the edge of the square.

As soon as it moved, the inscription array started to spin frantically. Numerous inscriptions seemed to have come alive, turned into a sword and sword, and slashed towards the dragon madly.

The dragon roared, and a Fang Tian painted halberd appeared in his hand, opening and closing, desperately resisting the surrounding attacks.

Obviously, the Jiaolong is very decisive. It knows that if it continues, the situation will become more and more unfavorable to it, and he will desperately rush out of the big array.

Boom! boom! ...

The war knives, war swords, powerful horrors, and numerous, seem to be endless, constantly slashing at the dragons.

Puff!

Even though the dragon's defense was amazing, it was still broken open by a sharp sword, and a hole was cut out with blood flowing.

But the Jiaolong ignored it, rushing outwards frantically.

Every time it stepped out, the white jade ground roared, and countless inscriptions shrouded the dragon, and finally turned into flames, enclosing the dragon.

Roar!

With a loud roar, the dragon was transformed into its original form, but it was only more than ten meters long, shooting blue divine light all over his body, and Fang Tian painted a halberd and chopped it horizontally.

Even so, every time the dragon stepped out one meter, there would be an extra wound on his body, and at the same time, he had to face the burning of flames.

"It is worthy of being a dragon, what a powerful body!"

Lu Ming exclaimed.

Faced with such an offensive, if the human warriors were unable to support it, the Jiaolong abruptly stood up, constantly attacking outwards, getting closer and closer to the outside of the big formation.

"Damn it!"

The cold sword spirit and the red old monster are anxious.

If the dragon goes out first, the treasures in the hall will fall into the hands of the dragon.

"Xiaoqing, we are advanced to the hall!"

Lu Ming's expression also changed. If he waited for the dragon to come out, with their combat power, he would not be an opponent.

The two of them walked along the square and were about to rush towards the main hall.

"Stop!"

The Jiaolong roared, and the two dragon horns exuded a bright light, and two blue divine lights, like two extremely sharp swords, shot through the inscription array and shot towards the two of Lu Ming.

Lu Ming used the Infinite Dragon Spear to block, and the tremendous power caused Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing's bodies to retreat violently.

Om!

The Infinite Dragon Spear kept shaking in the hand. Fortunately, it was a Sixth-level Spirit Soldier. If it was a Level 5 Spirit Soldier, it was shattered just now.

The dragon roars for a long time, regardless of the injury, rushing outwards frantically, greatly increasing the speed.

In just a few breaths, the Jiaolong actually rushed out of the inscription array, but in exchange, it was covered with scars.

There were at least dozens of scars on the dragon’s body. The scales of the dragon were torn, bloody, and some wounds showed snow-white bones. Even the bones were cut open, but the body of the dragon was too strong. The vitality is terrible, such a serious injury, but the breath is weaker, and it has not fallen.

It glanced at Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing, and did not do anything, but rushed towards the hall.

"This flood dragon rushed to the hall in such a hurry, there must be an incredible treasure in it, let's go in and take a look!"

Lu Ming said to Xie Nianqing.

Xie Nianqing also nodded.

Even though the dragon is strong, the injury is too heavy and it is impossible to maintain its peak combat power. If the dragon strikes them, the two of them can join forces and escape, so they dare to follow.

The two followed the dragon and rushed towards the hall.

"Damn, **** little beast!"

The cold blade spirits roar, they don't dare to rush like a flood dragon, they don't have the powerful body of a flood dragon.

Huh! Huh!

Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing and Jiaolong rushed into the hall one after another.

The main hall was very wide. As soon as he rushed into the main hall, Lu Ming felt a huge pressure. Even its Nine Dragons bloodline became restless, and red light filled Lu Ming's spine.

"That's..."

Lu Ming looked at the center of the hall~IndoMTL.com~ in shock. There was a cloud of blood floating there. On the surface of the blood, there were small real dragons, which were constantly wandering. There was a huge pressure. Diffuse out.

This pressure, like the pressure of the ancestor of the beasts, the pressure of the king of kings, is terrifying and can convince all things.

"True dragon, true dragon blood!"

Before Lu Ming spoke, Dan Dan on his shoulder yelled first.

True dragon blood, yes, this mass of blood is true dragon blood.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were shocked.

They never expected that in the colorful real person’s palace, there would be a group of real dragon blood, and this group of real dragon blood was obviously like it had just been shed from a real dragon, and it was spiritual.

This value is high.

(End of this chapter)

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