Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting frowned a little. It's the best thing for so many martial arts practitioners in Dongling city to recover. But why did Muyi hesitate?

"I can't do it if there's no one to control the netherworld river."

"Brother Muyi, when did you become so polite? Youming River, give it to me Jiang Ting's eyes have already looked at the Youming river.

"Jiang Ting, I can't. You are three levels behind him now..."

Jiangting's wupinwuzong and Youming River's bapinwuzong fought against each other, which he did not dare to imagine.

"Brother Muyi, I'm not just helping you, but I have to do it, because my family's graveyard is also Shuangfeng tomb array!"

Jiang Ting said firmly.

"Ha ha, little doll, I don't think you are an ordinary person. Sure enough, you are a descendant of the Jiang family, worthy of such fighting power. However, the results are the same, and you will become our chess pieces!" The Youming River sneers and doesn't pay any attention to the river.

"Is it?" Jiang Ting was still calm and said, "I'll see how you want to turn me into your pawn!"

Although Jiang Ting knew that the netherworld river was not a simple character, he would not shrink back.

The netherworld river looks at these two people and doesn't pay attention to them at all. Their cultivation has been improved. In his eyes, they are just little dolls!

"Together!"

The two people have an endless tacit understanding.

At the same time, the body movement, urged the blood force, flying in the air.

Muyi completely urged his pair of blood wings, and the blood color flowed. Countless blood color auras flew out of his blood wings, and instantly established a connection with the countless divine consciousness connected to the forbidden array of the netherworld river.

Nevertheless, Mu Yi is not so comfortable. It's not easy for him to be entangled by so many divine senses.

Muyi's blood inheritance is extremely pure, and the Yang family once had blood wings inheritance. However, it can't establish contact with other blood wings inheritance at all, so at the beginning, Youming River didn't care at all.

Even think, this wood easy such behavior, is simply to die.

However, when the blood inheritance of Muyi shows such an effect, the eyes of Youming River are shocked.

"Muyi, did you get the inheritance of Yang Xibai from the Yang family?"

Muyi tightly pursed his lips and stopped talking, because now, he has reached his limit.

"It seems that Yang Xi's white horse is about to fall. Shuangfeng's tomb in Yang's cemetery is about to be completed. Once Shuangfeng's head is up, Zhongzhou's mainland is about to change its owner. Youming's family is about to rise. Ha ha ha..." Youming river seems to see itself above the mainland of China.

"So, now you can die!" The netherworld roared.

When his chop flies to Muyi, Jiangting's secret skill has been urged.

"Bang!"

The fierce collision made Jiang Ting step back a lot.

The battle power of Youming River really makes Jiangting a little overwhelmed.

"Ha ha, sure enough, the Jiang family is the inheritor of dragon blood on the mainland of Zhongzhou, but your cultivation is too low!"

The netherworld River sneers.

Jiang Ting takes a deep breath. Now, he not only wants to save his life, but also to protect Muyi. Facing such a powerful netherworld River, Jiang Ting is also nervous.

"Since your brother is like this, you can die with him." The netherworld river is surging again.

When Youming River's blood power surged this time, Jiang Ting was startled.

Behind this person, a dragon is surging faintly.

Although it is also a faint mark, but it is an absolute dragon, even stronger than his dragon blood, especially the ancient breath.

However, Jiang Ting didn't know why, the breath of dragon's blood always made him feel very cold.

I feel totally different from my own dragon blood.

"Ha ha, you didn't think that I am also the blood of the dragon, and I am more mellow than the blood of the dragon. So, you have no possibility to be stronger than me. Your whole life is over here!" Youming river is very satisfied to see that Jiangting is so shocked.

"Qingming dragon talisman!"

All of a sudden, Youming River sacrificed a bloody talisman, an attack that destroyed heaven and earth, and went straight to Jiangting.

"Do not use the hidden dragon!"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ting used the strongest attack. In fact, even so, Jiang Ting was not sure that he could block the attack.

"Boom!"

"Click, click..."

After the bloody red talisman of Youming river was stiffly blocked by Jiangting, the void was shattered in an instant.

This side of the space, constantly full of tearing power.

Although Jiang Ting's Qi and blood were churning, he tried his best to arrange a ban to stabilize the space around Mu Yi.He has to keep Muyi safe.

"Jiang Ting, if you use such ridiculous cultivation techniques, you will either seek death, or you won't give full play to your real attack power. Jiulong Jue can't be practiced by anyone!" Youming River still laughs at Jiang Ting's fighting skills.

However, Jiang Ting was really shocked. How could the netherworld River know all about himself?

Can we say that in another place, where the Youming River comes from, such fighting skills and blood are very common?

What a horrible place that would be?

"Let you have a taste of the power of the true Jiulong formula!" Once again, Youming river said with astonishing words.

But at the moment, Jiang Ting no longer had the extra strength to resist the netherworld river.

And now, Jiang Ting finally understood that even the netherworld river just now did not use the most powerful means.

"Dragon tour all over the world!" Youming River roared, which was the most cool and powerful combat skill Jiang Ting had ever understood.

Jiang Ting wants to use the next level of Jiulong Jue. Even if there is a backfire, he admits it. Anyway, he won't be killed in this way.

"Youming River, it's hard for you to stare at my Yang family cemetery for so long!"

At this critical moment, a sharp voice sounded, and then the pressure on Jiang Ting was completely overturned.

In front of my eyes, it was a white figure.

Yang Xibai!

This situation, even Jiang Ting is shocked, Yang Xibai, unexpectedly with such momentum appeared in front of them, absolute Wuhuang realm, a master of refining period!

Youming river is a bit shocked.

Facing a military emperor, Youming river even turned back many steps.

"Yang Xibai, your inheritance has come to that boy. Why haven't you died?" The netherworld River stares big eyes, unimaginable ask a way.

It seems that this result is beyond his expectation.

"Without inheritance, must we die?" Yang Xibai said faintly with his hands on his back.

"The disaster of your heart has been unable to be solved for a long time. How can you live without inheritance?" Absolutely shocked, Youming river said such a word.

Yang Xibai and Jiang Ting are all aware of something, especially Yang Xibai. They can't help but look at each other fiercely. It seems that they return to the original fierce spirit of the ancestors of the Yang family, and say coldly to the netherworld River: "it seems that all my things have something to do with you!"

However, because of Yang Xibai's words, his mood fluctuated and his breath sparkled.

This seems to let the netherworld River see something, slightly raised his lips, and continued: "ha ha, at that time, there were people in your Yang family who thought that blood inheritance was so pure, they were really willing to let you fall?"

"It's all designed by me, Youming River, with the help of mingwuxiu. Your destiny is like this, and so is your love. Now, you should be a pair of ghost ducks with your woman. If you have to go against your destiny, you will end up with a terrified soul. Do you think you can still block my next fighting skill?"

While talking, Youming river has used the power of divine consciousness to observe Yang Xibai carefully.

"Master Yang!" Jiang Ting called at Yang Xibai. He also felt that Yang Xibai's breath was a little strange.

When Yang Xibai turns around and faces him, Jiang Ting's eyes twitch.

Because at the moment, Yang Xibai's face is pale, even his lips are not a little bit of blood.

The whole body's breath has been irrepressible up and down.

Jiang Ting suddenly understood that Yang Xibai's breath just now could be promoted to that point. He should have burned his own accomplishments to block the blow of Youming river!

"Ha ha, even if Yang Xibai can block the blow just now, he doesn't know how many accomplishments he has burned! Can you block my next shot? " Seeing such Yang Xibai, Youming River smiles.

"Some of my accomplishments in the refining period can burn. Just try it!" Yang Xibai was more reluctant to give in. "Moreover, as I said, all the people who are related to the death of shi'er will be buried with her!"

Yang Xibai's tone was sharp. He didn't know what skill he used. He stood up again and turned around. He was still in the realm of refining!

Youming River sneered: "even if you are barely in the refining period, your combat power will be greatly reduced. I'll see how many times you can burn!"

However, before Yang Xibai had time to start, Jiang Ting had already stood in front of him, looked at Yang Xibai, turned his head and said to Youming River, "Youming River, since the power of your blood and mine is so similar, can you dare us fight?"

"Ha ha, Jiang Ting, little doll, do you think I will be afraid of you?" Youming River sneers, sharp eyes fixed on the river court, as if locked him in general.

"Master Yang, once Shuangfeng tomb is successful, Dongling city will be lost. Now, Muyi is working hard. Master Yang still takes good care of him. Youming river is the most direct murderer who killed song Xinlian, so please give it to me."