Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 228 Dragon Transformation (Second Change) (For collection, reward, recommendation)
Chu Fengmian sat cross-legged on the ground, in front of him, there were countless elixirs and pills.

These elixirs and pills were selected by Chu Fengmian from the treasures of Emperor Fengrao.

Among the treasures left by Emperor Fengrao, there are not many treasures, but this kind of elixir has a lot of wealth.

After careful calculation by Chu Fengmian, there are tens of millions of golden spirit pills in it.

Tens of millions of golden spirit pills, converted into Qi Gathering Pills, are a full billion.

One billion Qi Gathering Pills, what kind of concept is this, I am afraid that many saints in Wusheng Academy will not be able to produce such a large amount of wealth.

Compared with some other spiritual tools, this golden spirit pill is Chu Fengmian's greatest wealth.

Now that he is practicing Zhanlongjue, every time he condenses the blood essence of the ancient Zhanlong, he needs endless pills. Although thousands of golden spirit pills seem like a lot, for Chu Fengmian, it is still far from enough.

"Now we can try again, to condense the blood essence of the ancient war dragon..."

Chu Fengmian whispered to himself.

In his blood, there are already ten drops of ancient war dragon essence blood, but compared with the total of 12 drops, it is still far behind.

Moreover, Chu Fengmian has already discovered that the stronger the strength, the less and less the power provided by the blood essence of the ancient war dragon.

"Let's gather together and try now, and see where the current limit is."

Chu Fengmian murmured to himself in a low voice, and with a wave of his hand, the countless golden elixir in front of him had now turned into clusters of aura, all of which were swallowed by Chu Fengmian into his mouth.

And in Chu Fengmian's mind, the power of Zhanlongjue has been urged to the extreme.

The phantom of the ancient war dragon in his body greedily devoured the spiritual power of the Golden Spirit Pill.

"Boom!"

On Chu Fengmian's body, a dragon's power suddenly burst out, and this dragon's power made the skin of Chu Fengmian's body begin to have some faint marks of dragon scales.

These dragon scale imprints are not real dragon scales, but they can enhance the power of dragon scales to make Chu Fengmian's body stronger.

"The person who created Zhanlongjue is definitely not a person from the Nine Realms. It is impossible for a fighter from the Nine Realms to create such a terrifying skill."

Sensing the changes in his body, Chu Fengmian couldn't help sighing.

This Dragon Fighting Art is not just a simple method of imitating a dragon, but more like bringing out all the advantages of the ancient dragon fighting, but none of its shortcomings.

The ancient war dragon, but the existence of the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, even many strong people can only look up to it, so how can they point out its shortcomings.

The person who created Zhanlongjue must at least be a much stronger existence than the ancient Zhanlong.

"Xingxuan, what is his origin? He has always been mysterious, but he may be an existence outside the Nine Realms."

Chu Fengmian couldn't help sighing, unlike many people, Chu Fengmian once asked the master of swordsmanship what is beyond the Nine Realms in his previous life.

And the master of swordsmanship replied that outside of these nine domains, there is an entire huge world, and the nine domains are only a part of it.

Maybe this Xingxuan came from a world outside the Nine Regions. Only the Great Thousand World outside has such a terrifying cultivation technique.

The stronger the power of Zhanlongjue, the more excited Chu Fengmian was. It also meant that Chu Fengmian would have greater hope to conquer the seven sects and avenge his master, the master of swordsmanship.

"Condensate! Condensate! Condensate! All the spiritual power is condensed into the blood of the ancient war dragon for me!"

In Chu Fengmian's body, the spiritual power swelled crazily, as if trying to break Chu Fengmian's body.

Chu Fengmian suppressed this wave of spiritual power, and immediately gathered all the spiritual power of the phantom of the ancient war dragon.

Drop by drop of the golden blood essence of the ancient war dragon has begun to condense, and it is in Chu Fengmian's body.

Chu Fengmian could feel enough that the power in his body had become stronger and stronger.

"Boom! Boom!"

Beside Chu Fengmian, countless spiritual powers suddenly erupted, breaking everything around him, and this was precisely the spiritual power that could not be refined and emitted.

His body also began to grow countless scales, and his hands also began to change to look like dragon claws.

The entire Chu Fengmian, now it seems, has become a half-human, half-dragon monster. In an instant, Chu Fengmian's blood is boiling.

"How is this going?"

Chu Fengmian was shocked, since he practiced Zhanlongjue, it was the first time he encountered such a change. Chu Fengmian felt that the flesh and blood on his body had begun to change.

His genes are already changing towards the ancient war dragon clan.

"Damn it, you idiot, why did you start to transform into a dragon!"

Xing Xuan's voice sounded, and in his voice, he also seemed a little anxious, and he did not expect Chu Fengmian's sudden change now.

"This battle dragon art, if you practice rashly, you can't bear the blood essence of the ancient war dragon in it, and it is very likely to directly transform the dragon. How did you condense so much blood essence of the ancient war dragon?"

Xing Xuan observed for a while, and then he understood that Chu Fengmian couldn't bear it all of a sudden because of the condensed blood of the ancient war dragon, and his whole body began to transform into a dragon.

Once the dragon transforms, everything about Chu Fengmian will become the same as the ancient war dragon. Although he can gain huge power, at the same time, Chu Fengmian's consciousness will be wiped out and he will become an unconscious lunatic.

This dragon transformation is actually a kind of obsession.

"Oops, it's actually too eager for quick success, so the body can't bear it?"

Chu Fengmian's mind moved, and he also understood that now he has ten drops of ancient war dragon blood essence newly condensed this time.

This has already doubled the blood essence of the ancient war dragon in Chu Fengmian's body.

Therefore, Chu Fengmian's body couldn't bear it, but it was Hualong.

"No, how can I transform a dragon!"

Chu Fengmian roared in his heart, and at the same time, all the power in his body burst out.

At the beginning, he frantically suppressed the blood essence of the ancient war dragon in his body.

Now he must use his own strength to suppress the blood essence of the ancient war dragon.

1 minute, one hour, ten hours.

A full day passed, and the Hualong on Chu Fengmian's body was still gradually changing until one day later.

Let these boiling blood essence of ancient war dragons gradually ease down.

"Dragon Transformation has finally stopped."

(End of this chapter)