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Many powerful men from the Red Flame Sect, the Beast King Sect and other sects instantly stood in front of Ye Tianming.

The spiritual power circulated in his body, forming an extremely solid defense network, blocking everyone in the Sima family behind him.

Sima Qingtian sneered, then turned his hand over and spread it out, and a blood-red jade slip floated in his palm.

He glanced at Ye Tianming coldly: "Idiot, what's the point of offending so many people even if you get first place?"

With the end of the sect competition, without the constraint of Tianxian Academy, as long as they join forces to strangle Ye Tianming, I believe that Tianxian Academy will not severely punish so many powerful sects for a dead person!

As soon as this thought came to mind, spiritual power surged.

The blood-colored jade slip shattered into powder in Sima Qingtian's palm, and then turned into twelve blood lines.

With the stimulation of spiritual power and soul power, twelve blood lines quickly flowed through his fingers into the earth veins.

As his seals changed, the bluestone on the mountaintop square beneath his feet suddenly turned blood-red rust, and sticky liquid oozed from the cracks.

Under the guidance of the twelve blood lines, these liquids were actually slowly merging.

An extremely powerful sense of resentment and a sense of vicissitudes of life and antiquity gathered together almost in an instant.

“Hehehe! Ye Tianming, this is the resentment that seeped into the rock when the real dragon fell ten thousand years ago. I don’t believe that you can stop the real dragon’s vengeful spirit!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the seal in Sima Qingtian's hand changed again.

"Use Qi Sha as the guide and Tan Lang as the sacrifice!"

Sima Qingtian chanted aloud, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth quickly gathered around him like a whirlpool.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and his black robe swelled.

In just a blink of an eye, scaly lines appeared beneath his haggard face.

“I also ask all the powerful men from the sects to help me, inject their essence and blood, and invite the true dragon’s vengeful spirit to kill Ye Tianming together!”

As soon as his voice came out, the powerful men from the many sects and forces who had attacked Ye Tianming all offered a drop of their blood.

In an instant, dozens of blood beads flew into the void and then quickly sank into the crack in the ground.

Seeing this, Sima Qingtian's face became even more proud.

"Hahaha! Ye Tianming, this is the secret Blood Soul Dragon Feeding Technique passed down by my Sima family. Today, the true dragon's vengeful spirit has descended upon the world, and you will definitely not be able to escape from our grasp!"

Ye Tianming was just about to put the gifts from many sects into his storage ring when his consciousness suddenly vibrated violently.

Even though he had borrowed the power of chaos from the small stone at this moment, he could still feel an extremely strong threat from the vortex.

He suddenly turned his head and looked into the void, a blood-red beam of light rising into the sky reflected in his pupils.

The blood-red beam of light fell into the void abyss behind the mountains, as if it had encountered a giant passage, as if it was guiding some terrifying existence into the world!

Even though Ye Tianming didn't know much about many martial arts techniques, this kind of martial arts technique was recorded in the ancient books passed down by his master.

"Dragon Burial Guide!"

It is rumored that when a real dragon is buried in the world, it will generate an extremely terrifying force of resentment towards heaven and earth.

Therefore, when a true dragon dies, the way of heaven and earth will send down a heavenly seal to seal the true dragon's resentment and press it into the abyss.

Such a place is the land of death guarded by many huge sects.

With the demise of the major sects, the power within them can be gradually dissolved and weakened through inheritance from generation to generation.

But even so, even though the Tianxian Academy has been passed down for so many years, the trace of true dragon resentment sealed here, if it is really aroused, it will still be a very terrifying existence.

Even if he had Little Stone's help, he might not be able to handle it.

In a hurry, Ye Tianming couldn't care less.

He hurriedly urged Yun Qingyao: "Qingyao, seal the Zhenwei ground vein!"

As he spoke, he threw out three jade talismans engraved with dragon patterns, and turned himself into a stream of light and rushed towards Sima Qingtian's direction.

In order to stop this terrifying force, what he needs to do now is to stop Sima Qingtian as soon as possible.

As long as Sima Qingtian cannot complete the Hidden Dragon Attraction, there is still room for recovery.

But no matter how fast they moved, the Red Flame Sect moved even faster.

Almost at the same time, seventy-two pillars of fire activated by the Red Flame Sect rose from the ground and formed a Sky-Burning Soul Refining Formation, like a giant vicious fire dragon blocking Ye Tianming, Yun Qingyao and the others.

Yan Jin stood at the center of the formation with his feet on the fire cloud, holding a red flame order in his right arm, "Boy, if you want to stop Cang Longyin, you have to see if I agree!"

As he spoke, seven hideous ghost faces emerged from the fire dragon formation, spewing out netherworld fire aimed at Ye Tianming's face.

Ye Tianming's body was blocked and he could only stop forcibly.

His face was gloomy and he looked coldly at Yan Jin in front of him.

"You are really crazy. You actually want to lure out the real dragon ghost! You know that ghosts don't distinguish between good and evil. No one will be able to escape when the time comes!"

"Do you want all the sect forces to be buried with you?"

While speaking, Ye Tianming did not stop his actions.

He put his palms together, his spine made a crackling sound, and then an illusory figure floated in the air.

Almost at the same time, the phantom also let out a clear dragon roar!

"Get out of my way!"

Ye Tianming's voice was like a huge bell descending into the world, hitting the flame formation hard.

At this point, he no longer cared about hiding his strength.

The crazy Sima Qingtian must be stopped as soon as possible!

But before he could step out of the crack, Xiong Potian of the Beast King Sect, along with twelve elders, had already blocked his way.

Their muscles swelled suddenly, and at the moment their blood and essence burned, phantoms of ancient war bears stepped down from the void.

Almost every figure is a hundred feet tall!

"Roar!"

Accompanied by dull roars, huge palms came down one after another.

In an instant, the void seemed to be collapsing and the earth was breaking apart.

Even Ye Tianming did not dare to neglect such a huge force.

His body was instantly blocked, and all the Kunpeng blood in his body was released, transforming into black wings that covered the sky and the sun, covering the top of his head...

At this moment, Sima Qingtian's spell had reached the most critical point.

He bit his tongue and sprayed out blood mist, and twelve blood runes floated above the Dragon Burial Abyss.

A teeth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the bottom of the abyss, as if a sleeping dragon was slowly waking up.

"Stop them!"

Seeing that Ye Tianming was unable to escape, Yun Qingyao raised her hand and chopped off a disciple of the Red Flame Sect who was blocking his way, and the Ice Phoenix Sword in her hand cut through three pillars of fire.

At the same time, even the great elder of Dan City threw out the Nine Revolutions Soul-Restoring Pill towards the gap in the battle formation.

They had almost tried their best to help Ye Tianming escape as soon as possible and stop Sima Qingtian's crazy behavior.

However, the thirty-six disciples of the Red Flame Sect actually jumped directly into the sea of ​​fire and reinforced the formation with their flesh and blood.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate.

The blood-colored rune began to rotate clockwise. The dragon skeleton rising from the bottom of the abyss was a thousand feet high and slowly floated in the void.

A blue ghost fire slowly lit up in the empty eye sockets, locking onto the dancing dragon pattern on Ye Tianming's brow...