Primordial War Dragon Art

Chapter 351 Purple Thunder God Xiaolong! (seventh more)

"Two kinds of dragon blood breath, three, no, four kinds of dragon's supernatural power fluctuations... What's going on?"

The stern man in white squeezed his hands, and a mysterious wave emanated from his body.

A look of shock appeared on his stern face.

He not only sensed the breath of dragon blood from Qin Yu and Dragon Soul.

Even Qin Yu's Nine Nether Purgatory, Tianchen Shenguang, Jinyan Burning Fire, which he did not use, and Dragon Soul's time-space magic power, were all sensed.

If Qin Yu were here, he would be extremely surprised.

Because the mysterious fluctuations emanating from the stern man in white are obviously pure Longwei.

Among the Dragon Clan, only the Emperor Prestige Realm can transform into form.

In other words, this stern man in white is a true emperor-level powerhouse!
The stern man in white looked in the direction Qin Yu was leaving, feeling a little tangled up.

He really wanted to catch up and see who it was that was divine and could control several kinds of dragon powers.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't go after Qin Yu, turned around and left.

He suppressed his cultivation and did not hesitate to risk his life to come in, but he had an extremely important purpose.

As for this guy, after he gets out, he will slowly investigate.

Five hours later, Qin Yu appeared in front of a sea of ​​clouds and mist.

Where he is now is completely opposite to the location of the holy dragon clan he sensed.

The reason why Qin Yu is here is because, in this sea of ​​clouds and mist, there is the power of Taoism left by Fairy Xuelan.

This power of Taoism affects the entire empty space.

Qin Yu discovered this when he first came in.

That's why Qin Yu is confident that he can deal with the holy dragon clan.

call!
Qin Yu broke into the sea of ​​clouds and mist, all the way deep.

Not long after, a golden ancient altar appeared in Qin Yu's eyes.

On the ancient altar, a vague figure appeared vaguely.

As if aware of Qin Yu's arrival, the figure smiled at Qin Yu and then merged into the altar.

Qin Yu was a little excited and immediately jumped onto the golden altar.

The figure just now was just a trace of original soul power left by Fairy Xuelan.

But when Qin Yu felt it carefully, his excited expression subsided slightly.

The soul power left by Fairy Xuelan has completely dissipated, and at the last moment, the restriction in the golden altar was triggered.

There are streaks of golden ancient divine patterns surrounding Qin Yu's body, as if condensed into a golden armor.

Those ancient divine patterns are condensed by the power of Taoism left by Fairy Xuelan.

However, for some unknown reason, the power of these Taoism powers has been greatly lost, and the power is only at the level of Emperor Wu.

Otherwise, relying on the power of this ancient divine pattern, Qin Yu would be absolutely invincible in this empty space.

However, although the power of Taoism cannot be exerted, there are these ancient divine patterns.

Even if Qin Yu didn't need to use Qinglong Zhantian, in this empty space, his combat power is definitely top-notch.

Qin Yu restrained his somewhat disappointed mind.

Although I don't know where Fairy Xuelan went.

But in this life, Qin Yu will find it back.

Now, the most important thing is to restore cultivation.

After eliminating those enemies from the previous life, Qin Yu can focus on finding Fairy Xuelan.

If the enemy is not destroyed, the obsession in Qin Yu's heart will be hard to get rid of.

After receiving the Taoist power left by Fairy Xuelan, Qin Yu flew all the way, heading directly towards the pressure of the Dragon Clan.

"Huh? This is..."

After three hours, Qin Yu's expression suddenly changed, and the Dragon Soul also felt it instantly.

"Someone got there first."

Dragon Soul said.

Swish!
Qin Yu didn't hesitate, his speed was even faster, he broke through the void at an extreme speed, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

At this time, in a vast and boundless stone forest, a great battle is taking place.

This piece of stone forest is extremely weird, not only the whole body is lavender in color, but also full of mysterious natural dao patterns.

"hold head high!"

Suddenly, a soul-stirring dragon chant resounded through the nine heavens, causing all souls to tremble.

In the depths of the stone forest, there was thunder like a violent storm raging all over the sky.

The stone forest with a radius of thousands of miles has turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

In the violent thunder that filled the sky, there was a thousand-foot-large black shadow of thunder, tumbling crazily, and the thunder in the entire sky moved violently with it.

If a warrior sees that black shadow clearly, it will be extremely shocking.

Because that thunder shadow is a real dragon.

His body was a thousand feet tall, covered with lavender dragon scales, and on each of the lavender dragon scales, there was a pattern of thunder and lightning, which was majestic and majestic!
And with the flickering thunder patterns on the dragon scales, the thunder on the sky in this stone forest is all rhythmic flickering thunder light.

"This Purple Thunder God Xiaolong, whose cultivation is close to that of the seventh-rank Martial Emperor, how do we fight this?"

"Don't mess up the formation, trap it!"

"It can't be done, there are too many thunder stones in this Lei Forest, and the aura of the Purple Thunder God Xiaolong is getting stronger and stronger..."

"No, this space has been sealed by the power of thunder!"

But at this time, in that sea of ​​thunder, there are more than ten figures, laying out a terrifying formation.

It is attacking the Purple Thunder God Xiaolong.

The auras of the dozen or so people became more and more unfathomable, and they were all at the Martial Emperor level.

More than a dozen of them are the arrogance of the Martial Emperor Realm, at least they are from super powers.

But it was such a super powerful Tianjiao who was more than ten Martial Emperors, after besieging Zilei God Xiaolong, he soon fell into a desperate situation.

Now, they just want to retire, and they have no chance.

In that piece of stone forest, right now, there is this figure, who is quietly watching the battle.

That person was a stern man in white clothes.

He did not hesitate to seal his cultivation base, but also sneaked into this vain space for the purpose of Zi Lei Shen Xiaolong.

The stern man in white did not expect that someone would find Zi Lei Shen Xiaolong earlier than him.

What was even more unexpected to him was that a mere dozen or so Martial Emperors dared to fight against Zi Lei Shen Xiaolong's idea. Isn't this clearly courting death?

However, he didn't stop him, and took advantage of this opportunity to observe Zilei Shen Xiaolong carefully.

If he hadn't proclaimed himself a cultivator, it would be no problem to capture the Purple Thunder God Xiaolong.

But now, once his seal is broken, the power of Taoism that fills this vain space will completely obliterate him.

I also don't know what kind of existence is left behind the power of Taoism in this vain space.

"hold head high!"

Another thunderous dragon chant appeared, and above the thundercloud-covered sky, there was a thunderball with a size of one hundred feet crashing down.

The faces of the more than ten Martial Emperor Tianjiao who joined forces were terrified, and even faintly pale and desperate.

The destructive power contained in that thunder ball made them feel the real danger of death.

Click.

The Baizhang Thunderball exploded with a bang, and the rolling purple thunder swept away like a tide.

The incomparably destructive thunder ray wreaked havoc in that sea of ​​thunder.

The dozen or so Martial Emperor Tianjiao let out screams, all of them were blackened and smoked by the thunder and lightning, their skins were torn apart, and their breath was extremely weak.

(End of this chapter)