Reflect the world

Chapter 294 Frightened (Part [-])
In the shocking eyes of Chen Nan and others, just after successfully crossing the catastrophe, the mighty dragon in the future let out a wail.

The golden blood was sprinkled like money, falling from the void together with that mysterious figure.

It crashed on the top of the volcano.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Dragon slaying is an extremely shocking event in both the East and the West.

And now, this thing really happened under their witness.

What was slaughtered was not the western green dragons, wyverns and other sub-dragon species, but a real sixth-order dragon that had stepped into the level of divine beasts.

A group of people have a sense of unreality.

The Eastern Shenlong, who had shown great power before, suddenly died like this, which is not quite right no matter how you look at it.

Tang Xuanming on the top of the mountain didn't care what the people below were thinking. At this moment, his face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, his whole body was like cooked noodles, and he couldn't even stand upright.

The sword just now emptied his spirit, but he still held his spirits, walked up to Shenlong's head, and complained to himself: "Now the skill of killing dragons and drawing swords is worthy of the name."

The originally mighty Shenlong was lying in front of him, with a huge head about the same height as him, with a pair of eyes closed tightly, without the slightest breath.

Tang Xuanming directly used the secret method that had been practiced countless times in the tribe, preparing to condense the blood essence of the dragon and swallow it in one bite, so as to reach the sky in one step.

"Huh? Failed, how come?"

Tang Xuanming looked puzzled, and then an unspeakable fear welled up in his heart.

Because he saw the pair of huge dragon eyes opened in front of him.

"The dragon is not dead?"

This idea rushed into his mind in an instant, and his first reaction was to stab the dragon with a sword, and he really did so.

But exhausted, his blow hit the real dragon's body like a tickle, and it slid off halfway through the blow, leaving no mark on the scales.

Even in his peak period, if he didn't hold the magic weapon in his hand, he would not be able to break through the defense of the real dragon, let alone his energy is exhausted now.

He was so exhausted that he couldn't even escape, the sword drained all his strength, this was a gamble, the banker took everything, and the loser lost everything.

Now it looks like he failed.

The head of the real dragon in front of him was raised little by little, and his mouth was slightly opened, as if he wanted to give Tang Xuanming a breath of dragon's breath, so that the person who dared to hurt him would be wiped out.

Tang Xuanming's heart was beating violently, and he did not give up in such a desperate situation of death. The body at the heart was condensed with energy and blood, ready to forcefully rush out.

He didn't know what the consequences would be. He had never made his body appear in other worlds before. It seemed to be a kind of suppression by the rules of the world, and it was likely to cost him a terrible price.

But whatever the cost, it was better than death.

His body swelled and swelled in a circle, as if there were chains in the void, which were the laws condensed into substance. If the main body jumped out directly, it would be bound by these laws.

But at this time, I can't care so much anymore.

But the dying dragon seemed to have seen this too, and moved faster and faster, Tang Xuanming could already clearly see a dragon's breath gathering in his mouth.

And his body was a beat slower, still in the final stage, and he didn't break out of the body.

Tang Xuanming's eyes widened and his face turned red. The crisis of death brought all his energy together. After finding out that the speed of the real dragon's breathing was not as good as the body's breaking out, he tapped all the wishes on the Above the Yin and Yang Scriptures.

Hundreds of wishing points jumped wildly, and then jumped to zero in an instant. The Yin-Yang scriptures kept changing, and finally a line of big characters appeared, Taishang Daozhuan.

Before Tang Xuanming had time to savor the power of the Taishang Dao Scroll, he circulated the more mysterious and complicated true energy in his body at the fastest speed. It was as if a storm was blowing in the void, and the heaven and earth essence crazily sank into his body. in vivo.

Let his body surface instantly condense a thin group of stellar energy, and at the same time, the real dragon's breath is also truly conceived.

"puff!"

A large ball of golden blood spat out Tang Xuanming's head and face. He looked up in astonishment, and found that Shenlong's raised head had fallen powerlessly to the ground.

"boom!"

The huge faucet hit the ground, causing black smoke and dust to fill the sky, and Tang Xuanming reacted in a daze.

Ecstatic and helpless in his heart, he understood the reason for Shenlong's failure.

The dragon was already dying after being hit by Ni Lin, and it was its last stubbornness to raise its head and prepare to breathe out a mouthful of dragon's breath to die with the person who offended its majesty.

It's just that it doesn't have that power at all, and the last thing it spews out is not the dragon's breath, but the blood in its body.

The dragon's eye, which was bigger than a fist, dimmed. Tang Xuanming did not hesitate to operate the secret technique in the tribe. This time he went very smoothly and never failed again.

Soon a ball of purple-gold blood appeared in front of him, and a majestic and ferocious dragon could be seen roaring up to the sky.

Tang Xuanming stared at the divine dragon, and then swallowed the ball of blood in one gulp.

Hey!
The body began to riot in an instant, countless blood riots, about to burst out and return to the real dragon's body, Tang Xuanming's heart tightened, he had never encountered such a scene in the fusion of blood.

But before he could react, an incomparably majestic roar suddenly came from the heart itself.

The blood that had been raging wildly in his body subsided all of a sudden, as if he had encountered a more advanced creature, and flowed completely according to the secret method of Tang Xuanming's operation. A vivid dragon pattern.

It's just that he was not as happy as usual, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he felt that something was wrong.

"My guess seems to be wrong. It seems that the blood of ordinary true dragons in this world cannot complete the cultivation of the sixth level of the Queen of the Ant Emperor."

Feeling the suppression of the blood in the body by the heart itself, Tang Xuanming agreed with this conjecture more and more.

Ordinary true dragon blood seemed really useless to him.

The projection of the tomb world can still practice the ant emperor method normally, and it is very powerful.

At least the strength of the physical body has been greatly improved after devouring the blood of the dragon clan, and ordinary magic weapon blades have no way to break through his defense.

But the deeper aspect made Tang Xuanming frown.

"How could this be? Are ordinary dragons in the high-level world not as good as the peak dragon veins in the low-level world? What's the difference? Is there something missing?"

Tang Xuanming vaguely guessed, but he was not sure.

If his guess is true, then when he came to this world in the first place, he would not be able to achieve his goal of completing the Nine Layers of Ant Emperor's cultivation.

(End of this chapter)