Dragon Blood God of War

"I can't help it. Who said this is a method designed by the Twelve Emperors Alliance." Li Qiuyue chuckled, with a domineering expression between her brows.

This is a common problem among disciples of super powerful forces. Li Qiuyue has been arrogant and complacent since she was a child.

Behind him, a thin, ordinary-looking man in blue shirt said: "I'm sorry, Qiuyue can't speak. Anyway, what we mean is that for the glory of the imperial palace, although there is no hatred between us, there are some battles that cannot be fought. Avoid. Each of the four of us possesses important treasures. Together, the four of us can unleash an attack comparable to the Great Perfection of Martial Arts, surpassing Yuan Xiaozhou's power alone. So if you don't want to fight, you can give us a face."

The man in green shirt spoke much more directly.

Long Chen was chewing on what he said in his heart. Can the four of them join forces and be stronger than Yuan Xiaozhou? No wonder Yuanling Ancient World and Huanggu Leichi have joined forces and are still so afraid of them. As one of the three major imperial palaces, Zhenwu Imperial Palace is no worse than other teams.

There is no doubt about this.

If you fight with the opponent, it will definitely be a more brutal battle.

However, that is also a hurdle that must be passed.

At this time, Huang Yu suddenly said: "You have reached your limit today. Ten days should be enough to cultivate. We will arrive in ten days. Let's go."

Huang Yu was not an idiot. He knew in his heart that asking Long Chen to admit defeat would be a joke, so he stopped asking. He is still a gentleman and knows that it is unfair to Long Chen and the others now, so he chooses to do it ten days later.

Li Qiuyue was speechless. Seeing that everyone else was about to leave, he turned back to Long Chen and sneered: "I didn't deal with you at the North Star battlefield because I was afraid of exposing my strength first. With the capabilities of our Zhenwu Emperor Palace, hehe. Do you know what weapons we each have? We have four kinds of Taoist weapons with one Dao pattern, and they are also a set of combined Dao weapons. Cang Xuanji's Qinglong Prison Suppressing Sword, Dong Baichuan's White Tiger Prison-Smashing Knife, and Xia Ye's Suzaku Fire Ling, and my Xuanwu Water Armor. The four of us formed a Zhenwu Four Killing Formation, and we once killed a martial artist who had perfected the martial arts! Remember, it was a kill! It was indeed good to see you fight today, but what if If it’s like this, I think you’d better chop off your hands first.”

After that, Li Qiuyue walked away proudly.

Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang looked at each other.

"Brother, is it really as magical as they say? But it's okay. I'm better than Huang Yu. I'll deal with him when the time comes." Mo Xiaolang said.

Long Chen was thinking in his heart. He suddenly shook his head and said, "No, you have already fought him. It should be my turn next."

"What!" Mo Xiaolang was a little surprised. In any case, Huang Yu's level was still very high. Mo Xiaolang also spent a lot of effort to finally take him down.

"Recover first." Long Chen didn't have any psychological burden. From the moment he came to the ruins of Tiewei Mountain, he knew that the battle with the Zhenwu Imperial Palace team was inevitable. In Tiewei Mountain, there is always a point to determine who is the strongest. Who are the weak ones.

The ancient blood spirit dragon has a lot of fighting factors in its bloodline. Long Chen inherited this, especially the formation of the will to rebel, making him almost fearless of any suppression and provocation.

The more he fought, the more he felt the possibility of moving forward.

For example, today's battle with Yuan Xiaozhou also gave him a lot of insights.

After performing the eighth level of the Nine Dragons Sutra once, the consumption was a bit high. The closer to perfection, the greater the load of the Nine Dragons Sutra. Long Chen had a hunch that the truly perfect Nine Dragons Sutra is the real Nine Dragons Sutra, and there will definitely be a battle by then. A huge transformation.

In addition, with the Ancient Blood Prison Formation, he is almost invincible.

It took about two or three days for Long Chen to recover, and Mo Xiaolang had nothing to recover from. In seven days, the Zhenwu Imperial Palace team would arrive for the decisive battle. Other warriors also knew about this. I am also looking forward to that day very much.

Who is the real king of the Tiewei Mountain ruins?

At this juncture, within the range of Long Chen's Soul Eye Technique, Long Xing's aura unexpectedly appeared again. This time, his aura was very weak, as if he was injured.

He rushed towards Long Chen at a speed as if he was escaping. Long Chen pulled Mo Xiaolang in his direction to greet him without saying a word. The two met in the narrow street. At this moment, Long Xing was in an extremely embarrassed state. , covered in blood, face pale, looked seriously injured, there were several wounds on his body that he had cut himself.

The wound was very similar to the attack that Mo Xiaolang had suffered.

Ghost King!

Long Chen knew that the ghost king had appeared again, and had a fierce battle with Long Xing, and even chased after Long Xing at this time. The closer he got, the more Long Chen could feel the ghost king's aura, which was absolutely creepy.

Uh-huh!

Long Chen rushed behind Long Xing in a short time, and sure enough, the ghost king was following him, with a green face and fangs, which was quite terrifying. Without saying a word, Long Chen concentrated the power of Nirvana into his fist, and punched out, a wave of Nirvana A huge wave of force rushed towards the ghost king!

The Ghost King let out a scream, backed up suddenly, and disappeared instantly. The scream deafened Long Chen, and he almost went deaf.

He stopped to take a breath, but fortunately the ghost king was scared away by his power of nirvana.

Long Xing probably knew that his power of nirvana could drive away the Ghost King, so he came in his direction. After the Ghost King left, Long Chen looked back and saw that he had fallen to the ground and was unconscious, but Mo Xiaolang had already helped him up.

"Come in." Long Chen found a room around where Yi Jian could hide, and dragged Long Xing in. The dark purple-haired young man soon woke up, with his legs crossed, recovering from his injuries. He took several precious medicines and even a fairy spirit, and his body was slowly recovering.

"Thank you for saving your life." He opened his eyes and solemnly said to Long Chen in his hand.

"You gave me the purple-blooded demon dragon's dragon scales, and I saved your life. Isn't it even?" Long Chen said with a chuckle.

It was clear who was his friend and who was his enemy. At least this Long Xing would not be his enemy for the time being. Speaking of which, their names are quite interesting. The word "Xingchen" sounds like they are quite destined.

"Haha." Long Xing is a cheerful person. After recovering, he laughed and said: "I went too far this time and almost died. To be honest, I have to thank you. I tracked this 'King of Chujiang' This is the first time in a long time that I have faced him head-on. If it weren’t for you, I would be dead.”

"King Chu Jiang?" Long Chen asked.

Long Xing said: "Yes, King Chu Jiang, one of the ten ghost kings. He has not appeared for ten thousand years, and suddenly appears. The ghosts are rioting outside. Something big must have happened, and the key point must be with the ghost king."

Long Chen understood and said: "You are following the Ghost King, and the Ghost King is following us, so you know me very well, right?"

Long Xing curled his lips and said: "To be honest, I have seen you in Polaris City, especially the part where I saw you snatching away the silver dragon armor, so I guessed that you must be very fond of these dragon scales. Interested. If you happen to have it, I’ll give you a good fortune. I didn’t expect that this good fortune actually saved my life. This God’s will is really a fucking trick.”

"Why did you think of sending it to me?" Long Chen still didn't understand.

Long Xing looked at Mo Xiaolang and said, "Can you trust this person?"

Long Chen said: "I am more trustworthy than you."

This doesn't matter. In fact, Li Xuanji and the others already knew that Long Chen was a dragon warrior.

Long Xing has a relatively open personality and is a bit carefree. When Long Chen said this, he said cheerfully: "I do everything based on my own mood. There is no reason. If I really want to say it, maybe it's because I think your name is similar to mine." It must be fate, and you are the second dragon warrior outside the Demon Dragon Palace that I have seen."

Long Chen was speechless and asked: "Are there many dragon warriors in the Demon Dragon Palace?"

Long Xing shook his head and said: "Of course not, you think the dragon warrior is nothing. There are many fake dragon warriors. The only ones who truly accept the essence and blood inheritance are myself and the master of the Demon Dragon Hall. They are all the inheritance of the Purple Blood Demon Dragon. Others Just don’t ask, I can’t tell you too much.”

"Sure enough, you are from the Demon Dragon Palace." Long Chen was very confused about how the people from the Demon Dragon Palace came in, but he had already said it just now, and when he was asked more questions, Long Chen shut his mouth.

"Every dragon warrior is the most lucky person favored by God. In the entire three realms and nine realms, including those hidden, it is estimated that there will be no more than ten people in total. All I know is that you are the only one, and there is another sword soul. King Chen, the Void Refining Demon Dragon of the Imperial Palace.”

Long Chen thought about it for a while and found out that he had the horn of the red-blooded horned demon dragon in his hand. Compared with the ghost blood-killing dragon, the red-blooded-horned demonic dragon was similar to the ancient blood spirit dragon. Long Chen then said: "I am the red-blooded horned demon. dragon."

Long Xing nodded and said: "I have heard of this kind of dragon. The weapon in your hand should be the horn of the red-blooded dragon."

Long Chen nodded and admitted. He didn't agree with what Long Xing said just now, so he retorted: "A lucky man favored by God? Just watch."

At that moment, Long Xing showed a thoughtful look. After a long time, he patted his thigh and said, "It's true as you said, it's really his mother's. God has not favored me emotionally at all, and I was almost killed this time." ”

Having said this, Long Xing asked: "By the way, in a few days, are you really going to fight against those guys?"

"Unavoidable."

"That's really a huge challenge. It seems I have to watch again, haha." Long Xing smiled, and then said: "The rioting ghosts outside really don't know when they will end. King Chu Jiang is so strong, I I don’t dare to follow him anymore, I’m going to wait here until something big happens, what about you?”

Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang looked at each other and said, "We are going to Netherworld Hell."

"Why are you going to Netherworld Hell? It must be the same over there. And there are more than a dozen giant devils blocking the big passage." Long Xing said nonchalantly.

"Do you know of any other ways?" Long Xing was obviously more familiar with this place than they were, so Long Chen asked just in time.

Long Xing said: "I do know a path leading to the Netherworld Hell."

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