Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 257 Fake Dragon Blood
Since the battle, Li Xuan, who is in the lead, has reached the highest point of the Dragon Transformation Stage, and the dragon energy wrapped around his body exceeds ten feet.

"Yan!"

The dragon energy in Li Xuan's body suddenly left his body, let out an ear-splitting dragon chant, and bumped into the nothingness in front of him.

The space rippled like water waves, and immediately a golden door that could only accommodate one person opened, and a deep, old, majestic aura came out from behind the golden door.

Dragon Tomb!

Everyone looked serious, no matter whether it was outside or inside the arena, they all looked at the golden gate with longing faces. The wealth of the dragon clan is known to everyone in the entire continent, and the cemetery of the dragon clan is said to be full of treasures. Not too much.

"Haha!" Li Xuan laughed loudly, without looking at the person behind him, he took a step forward and stepped across the golden gate, his figure disappeared, and the golden gate also disappeared.

Seeing Li Xuan enter the Dragon Tomb, everyone else started to explode, and he couldn't let all the benefits inside be taken by him alone.

The first one to erupt was Yan Mie. I saw a pair of black and white hands stretched out from behind him, exuding vitality and death. With just one slap, he wiped out a talented warrior. He went on a rampage all the way, killing three people in a row, and soon , the dragon aura on his body also exceeded ten feet, reached the top step, and blasted open the golden gate.

Then came Hu Meier, followed by Zen Yi, followed by a mysterious young man with blood demon pupils, and then a royal disciple with a calm demeanor.

At this time, there were only five talented warriors left on the Dragon Transformation Stage, and each of them had three or four feet of dragon aura, and Qin Mo had the most, more than seven feet.

"It seems that only one of us can enter the Dragon Tomb."

The four of them looked at each other. In the previous battle, everyone had seen Qin Mo's strength, and they had a tacit understanding. The four of them attacked Qin Mo at the same time, intending to get rid of the most threatening one first.
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"Is this the Dragon Tomb?" Qin Mo looked around in amazement.

Qin Mo was in a scene full of yellow sand, and his visual range was extremely low. Moreover, this space was filled with invisible pressure, which was the dragon power gathered by countless powerful dragon clans after their deaths. Even Qin Mo Being here has been affected a bit.

The other people who came earlier than Qin Mo disappeared. Qin Mo guessed that the Golden Gate might not be teleported at a fixed point, but randomly teleported.

The yin and yang pupils emerged, and Qin Mo put up all his energy and set his sights on a direction to move forward.

Before he had gone far, an extremely tiny black image of Qin Mo wandered over from the ground. The two fingers of his left hand were silently pointing together like a sword.

"boom!"

The black shadow rushed to Qin Mo, and suddenly jumped out of the ground, and the two long whips covered with thorns came towards him with the sound of piercing the air.

The sword light swept across, and bursts of sparks erupted when it hit the two long whips. Qin Mo took this opportunity to take a few steps back and see clearly what was attacking him.

It was a strange sunflower, taller than Qin Mo, with a big mouth, two long whips covered with thorns and a snake's head at the end.

"What kind of monster is this?" Qin Mo clicked his tongue, and immediately his footsteps changed, and his figure flickered. The weird monster had already attacked, and the two long whips waved like a whirlwind, and the two snake heads at the end even flew at Qin Mo from time to time. The speed of spraying/shooting the venom was so fast that Qin Mo had to deal with it carefully.

"ah!"

After being unable to attack Qin Mo for a long time, the monster panicked, and suddenly let out a piercing sound wave from its bloody mouth, directly setting off a violent sandstorm nearby!
Qin Mo's body was shaken, and then he continued to attack without changing his face. The sonic attacks of others who heard the news had little effect on him.

After fighting for hundreds of moves, seeing that the monster had no other abilities, Qin Mo increased his strength, the sword light on his fingertips soared, and his body rushed past, splitting the monster in two.

"Yeah!"

To Qin Mo's surprise, the monster that was broken in two did not die, and the two parts kept wriggling, trying to merge into one.

"What tenacious vitality." Qin Mo cut it several times before it stopped moving.

After the monster died, its entire body suddenly turned into ashes, and a drop of khaki blood floated up from above, floating in front of Qin Mo.

"This is dragon's blood!" Qin Mo was taken aback. From this drop of earthy golden blood, he felt a strong vitality and a faint dragon power.

"Is it a creature that mutated after absorbing the breath of the dragons in the cemetery?" Qin Mo thought for a while, and then understood the origin of this monster.It's just that this is not real dragon's blood, at best it is 'water' diluted ten thousand times and rich in powerful energy.

Qin Mo made such a definition, which is actually similar to what Qin Mo expected. However, even so, this drop of blood outside will cause countless people to break their heads.

Without him, the improvement of the physical body by the blood of the Dragon Race can be regarded as the top.

"Haha, what luck, I got a drop of fake dragon's blood right after I came in!" Qin Mo frowned at the unscrupulous laughter, and was even more taken aback when he saw the person coming.

Those were two young men, but their clothes were very different from those of the Holy Dynasty.

"Why are there other people here?" Qin Mo didn't understand why.

"You country bumpkin, leave your belongings behind, and then cut off your arms and get out!" One of the young men wielding a gun sealed Qin Mo's life and death with just one word.

"Who are you?" Qin Mo said calmly.

"Even the great Polish lord doesn't know, he really is a country bumpkin."

"And I, Lord Tianlan."

The other was unarmed.

"It seems that you are not from the Holy Dynasty, where are you from?" Qin Mo's thoughts became active.

"You bumpkin, you talk too much nonsense, die!"

Poland suddenly looked ferocious, flicked his wrist, and stabbed out with a spear.

"Buzz!"

A tongue of flame burst out from the tip of the spear, and immediately divided into one hundred, enveloping Qin Mo in an instant with the momentum of closing, the blazing flame was also mixed with a spear intent that wanted to pierce the sky!
"Gun prison!"

Poland was hit with one blow, and immediately retracted his gun, his ferocious face replaced with complacency.

"It's so powerful, such an exquisite martial skill!" Qin Mo, who was in it, commented calmly: "Using one to transform a hundred, combining one's spear intent with flames, the power of one plus one is greater than two. To such a strong opponent."

"Really, thank you for the compliment." Poland smiled slightly, and he looked like a gentleman at this time: "Then, you can go to hell!"

With a jerk of his right hand, the gun prison was closed in an instant, and Qin Mo was drowned out by a loud explosion.

"Life is as lonely as snow, and I can't find an opponent who can fight with me." Poland flicked his long hair coquettishly, feeling infinitely emotional.

"Really? Your thoughts are the same as mine." Qin Mo's voice came out slowly.

Poland and Tianlan froze, and a dangerous light burst out from their eyes.

(End of this chapter)