Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

Chapter 115 The dragon body is intact
"boom!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Just when everything on the city wall was thriving, deep in the imperial city, in a huge palace, a thunderous explosion suddenly erupted, followed immediately by laughter even more heroic and magnificent than the explosion, resounding throughout the entire city. The original imperial city.

The joy and joy contained in this laughter was like a huge wave sweeping across the entire primitive imperial city. In the entire city, all dragon beasts opened their eyes with emotion.

They raised their heads above the Imperial City. There, a ferocious ancestral dragon with a silver-white body, resembling an ancestral crocodile, a real dragon head, and wide dragon wings on its back was roaring. In its thick and ferocious dragon claws, there was a The turquoise war spear shone brightly.

As if infected by the joy of laughter, Chi, Jiao, Qiu, Yinglong, Suan Ni, and Xiaofeng. All the creatures with the blood of Dragon Dao stood up. They followed their instincts and moved towards the laughter. Direction roared.

"Aw!"

"Ow!"

"Roar!"

For a moment, the whole city was filled with the roars of the creatures of the Dragon Path. Some of these powerful dragon practitioners were the mounts of the great monks in the city, and some were the powerful dragon practitioners who came here upon invitation. They were all roaring at this time. There was no sound in this roar. There was no trace of ferocity, only pure joy and joy.

"Hahahahaha! You guys are in good luck. Second Grandfather, I am happy today and have given you the chance to transform into a dragon!"

And as if in response to these dragon creatures, a cheerful dragon roar came from the depths of the imperial city again, and the deafening roar once again resounded throughout the entire city.

Immediately afterwards, a large ball of shining silver Dao blood appeared in the sky out of thin air, and the majestic dragon Dao majesty swept across instantly, causing all the roaring dragon species in the city to quiet down.

This drop of blood is no bigger than a washbasin, but it seems to be heavier than the stars. Deep in the blood, there is a dragon with giant silver wings hovering, wild and majestic.

"boom!"

There was no time to observe, and the next moment, the blood droplet containing the silver-winged dragon exploded, turning into hundreds of thousands of extremely pure dragon immortal lights, which merged into the body of every dragon-blooded creature in the imperial city.

"Aw!"

"Whoosh!"

Soon, the entire imperial city was once again drowned by the sound of dragon roars. Where have these humane dragon species seen the true blood of the Immortal King?Most of them integrated the vast ancestral dragon power into their bodies without hesitation and quickly transformed.

"Those should be dragons who practice the true dragon path. If you do this, there won't be any problems, right?"

In the huge palace deep in the imperial city, Feng Lie sat cross-legged next to the second best person in the world, looking at the brilliant silver dragon light that filled the sky, and asked with some worry.

He could see clearly that the changes in the ferocious dragon beasts that had been injected with the blood of the second dragon in the world were really great, not to mention the dragon species that originally had wings such as Yinglong, many Suanni, Chi, Biuan The dragon species without wings are rapidly growing a pair of dragon wings covered with dense scales.

The second best dragon blood in the world will naturally make these dragon beasts evolve towards the second ancestral dragon form in the world. Although such an ancestral dragon form is equally powerful, it is obviously a completely different path from the true dragon form.

"Hahaha! It doesn't matter. All sentient beings in the world are cultivating true dragons. Could it be that my ancestral dragon path can't be used? There is also a way to become an immortal, and it is the right path!"

The second best person in the world looks nonchalant. How strong can the dragon species in the original imperial city be?There are only a few people who have the slightest chance of becoming a Supreme Being in this life. If you receive his blood today, you will have the hope of becoming a Supreme Being in every future.

He shook his head vigorously. On the ferocious and majestic dragon head, a hideous wound that penetrated the head was healing rapidly, and its aura was also rapidly increasing.

And in the giant claw, which is the second strongest in the world, there is still a bit of Yin Hong Dao blood with silver fairy light on the green immortal king spear, which was obviously just pulled out from its dragon body.After nearly a hundred years, the No. [-] Under Heaven finally pulled out the war spear that pointed him to death in the past. His Tao body was completely perfect, and of course he was happy.

"Without the weapon left by this bastard, my combat power can be restored to the level of the ultimate Immortal King as quickly as possible. That's a good thing!"

This ferocious ancestral dragon muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly exerted force, and the war spear in his hand disintegrated inch by inch, and soon it was completely useless, turning into a pile of iron filings and falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Lie felt a little regretful, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. After all, this was a top-notch weapon belonging to the Immortal King. Even he did not dare to keep it by his side for a long time, as it might become a hidden danger.

"The dragon body is complete, and there may be progress. Congratulations!"

At this time, a shadow of a middle-aged man with dragon horns floated out of the broken horn of the real dragon that had been placed beside him by No. [-] Under Heaven, and smiled at No. [-] Under Heaven.

"You're still a long way from your heyday."

The second best person in the world was obviously very happy for the True Dragon's congratulations, but he didn't say much and said modestly.

"The situation is different. Now that we have you, the Immortal King of the Yellow Dao, Tianyuan and the Imperial City, even a giant can't do anything to you." True Dragon said with a smile.

"Yes!" After hearing what Zhen Longzhi said, the second best man in the world nodded in agreement, looked at Feng Lie and said, "At least until the day when Tai Cang fully grows up, before that day comes, Huang Dao Lao and I will Immortals will do their best to hold on."

"Thank you, senior." Feng Lie nodded.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself," staring into Feng Lie's eyes, the branded body of the true dragon suddenly said,

"No one requires you to reach a high level within a few years. Take every step well and don't go astray. This is my advice to you."

Just when Feng Lie was about to speak, he saw a paw covered with silver scales already placed on his shoulder. The voice of the second best person in the world rarely became serious:

"What the real dragon said is right. You must take every step of practice well. The price of taking the wrong path is very high."

For a rising star like Feng Lie, Number Two Under Heaven deeply understood that he had the potential to surpass himself, so he was very concerned about it and did not want a talent like Feng Lie to fail in front of him.

"I see."

Of course Feng Lie knew what the two ancestors of Dragon Dao expected of him, and responded seriously.

Fifty years have passed since the battle in which he single-handedly killed the ten immortals. These 50 years are too short for the boundless lifespan of a true immortal, but for Feng Lie, who has just become an immortal less than a hundred years ago, it is very short. Long and fulfilling.

He followed the path of the most fierce and domineering warrior immortal. Continuous battles are naturally the best practice. Although just fifty years are not enough for Feng Lie to fully digest all the results of the battles, his progress over the years has been Exaggeratedly big.

Fight against the ten evils?

That is really difficult. After all, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the ten evils already has the body of the Immortal King and can fight against the Immortal King. Although Feng Lie is confident that his talent is not inferior to anyone else, after all, he has just become an immortal less than a hundred years ago and has not yet touched the Immortal King. The way of kings.

His current combat power should be among the best among the true immortals. Not to mention the fourth generation grandson of the Immortal King like Chi Huangtian, even if Anlan Yutuo's biological son comes, Feng Lie is confident that he can defeat him within ten moves. Kill each other.

(End of this chapter)