Dragon Vein Martial God

After the aura in the whole body's meridians calmed down, Jiang Ting was really relieved.

He should have been a king of martial arts, the realm of heart training period.

Now, I'll go out and have the capital to fight with you!

Jiang Ting thought hard in his heart.

When the divine consciousness returned to reality, Jiang Ting also opened his eyes.

I found that I was lying on this high platform, but just now, Ling Xi, who was standing and looking at him, also fell to the ground. At the moment, no one knows.

Jiang Ting was hoodwinked all of a sudden.

Jump down, fell in the Shangguan Lingxi's side, hold in the arms, want to ask, but can no longer open the mouth.

Because he saw that Shangguan Lingxi at the moment had no cultivation, but was emitting a faint aura.

And the last action of Shangguan Lingxi is still keeping the action of exquisite Heart Sutra!

Jiang Ting immediately understood that in her most dangerous time, Shangguan Lingxi saved her. It was she who poured her whole body cultivation into her body in the way of exquisite Heart Sutra.

"Ling Xi, Ling Xi!"

No matter how anxious outside, Jiangting can't ignore Shangguan Lingxi.

Jiang Ting's aura is infused into Shangguan Lingxi's meridians.

Shangguan Lingxi finally opened her eyes.

"Jiang Ting, I'm fine."

When Shangguan Lingxi opened her eyes and saw Jiang Ting so nervous about herself, she was satisfied.

"Ling Xi, tell me quickly, how did you become like this?"

Jiang Ting is really worried. This is the cultivation of Shangguan Lingxi!

"Jiang Ting, don't do that. For me, it may be a good thing." Shangguan Lingxi still has a very gentle smile on her face.

Jiang Ting tightened his arm, hugged Shangguan Lingxi and said: "Lingxi, do you think your level of lying is very high? I can't even hear that? "

"Jiang Ting, it's true. Listen to me." Shangguan Lingxi leaned against Jiang Ting's arms and said softly, "now, I've scattered all the skills of Linglong Heart Sutra. Later, I can practice other skills again. There's no need to practice Linglong Heart Sutra. With this experience, my accomplishments will grow very fast."

Shangguan Lingxi with a smile, said, original intention, or comfort Jiangting.

Jiang Ting naturally heard it.

However, if Shangguan Lingxi didn't practice Linglong Heart Sutra, it might not be a bad thing.

"Ling Xi, I'll take you into the tea garden. When I solve these problems, I'll help you cultivate."

"Good." Shangguan Lingxi was quickly taken into the tea garden by Jiangting.

When Jiang Ting slowly stood up and looked back at the high platform behind him, there was no light left, only nine steps with ancient patterns.

"Dragon blood, Jiang family, I won't let you down."

Turn around.

"Dragon Palace, we have to calculate this debt well!"

Jiang Ting's body moved, and he rose to the sky.

"Bang!"

Jiang Ting rushed out of the space.

"Boom boom..."

Jiang Ting seems to appear out of thin air.

As soon as he appeared, he saw that a man in black armor was attacking Heisha dragon crazily.

And at the moment of the black evil dragon, embarrassed only parry and flee.

Heishalong's cultivation at the moment is still the realm of Wuzong, which is completely suppressed by ninggucheng.

And the whole mainland of China is also ravaged beyond recognition. It has long been unable to find a little of its original appearance.

There are so many martial arts practitioners in the mainland of Zhongzhou who are also hiding in the East. Fortunately, the experts of the seven major sects are all trying their best to protect these people.

"Heishalong, come on!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ting roared in the void.

In an instant, Heisha dragon felt that Jiang Ting's aura entered the magic sword.

Jiang Ting re established contact with Feng magic sword.

Heishalong is also a black streamer to Jiangting's side.

To seal the magic sword is to submit to the Lord. Therefore, it only needs an idea of Jiangting, and Heisha dragon will come to Jiangting.

Along with the black evil dragon, there is also a fierce pressure of ninggucheng.

Jiang Ting raised his hand and got a good idea. It was an attack and passed quietly.

"Do not use the hidden dragon!"

Jiang Ting's appearance is too sudden, and Ning Gucheng doesn't respond. He just feels that his palm is right with something. The other side dissolves his palm!

Looking up, I saw Jiang Ting who just stopped and retreated.

Ning Gucheng's eyes narrowed.

"Jiang Ting, you finally show up!" The appearance of Jiangting is also something that Ninggu had expected."Wow..."

"Jiang Ting! Jiang Ting

The emergence of Jiangting caused a stir in the whole mainland of Zhongzhou. Everyone was named Jiangting.

It also brings hope to all people in the central continent.

Qin Han and others can see clearly that the appearance of Jiangting once again is the realm of King Wu and has completely surpassed them.

When the news spread, everyone seemed to have a chance to live!

Because of the previous changes, it really hit their hearts.

When they saw that Heisha dragon helped ninggucheng, the leader of the Dragon Palace, kill Youming night, they thought it was cold.

However, the situation reversed so fast that heishalong did not hesitate to attack ninggucheng.

Only then did people understand that this was a play that heishalong and Jiangting had done for a long time.

However, people are also afraid. At that time, Jiangting really broke the connection with Baojian. At that time, if heishalong really wanted to attack him, he would be badly hurt.

No one would dare to do so if he didn't really accept the black dragon.

In people's hearts, there is constant emotion.

Heishalong was also breathing heavily. In a few words, he introduced the situation here to Jiang Ting clearly.

"You and I have to work out the accounts."

In the middle mainland, I don't know how many tragedies are caused by the Shenlong palace.

"Jiang Ting, King Wu?" Ning Gucheng is now so bold that he is a little surprised by Jiang Ting's accomplishments.

"Yes, in addition to Yipin King Wu's accomplishments, there are also dragon blood!"

Jiang Ting doesn't hide at all. The power of his blood moves. Behind him, a golden dragon shakes its head and tail. It's so powerful!

Looking at the dragon blood behind Jiang Ting, Ning Gucheng's eyes surged out a kind of fanaticism.

Jiangting is just a cultivation of King Wupin. Thousands of years ago, he had already surpassed king Wupin. He was the emperor of Wupin and a master in the refining period. However, in the war of that year, he could not be alone. He had been sealed for so many years. After hard cultivation, he stabilized his cultivation in the realm of King Wupin.

But, say anything absolutely crush this kid who just stepped into the realm of King Wu.

Therefore, Ning Gucheng only saw the dragon blood of Jiangting now, and he didn't care about Jiangting's cultivation at all!

"Even if you inherit the dragon's blood, then what? After I kill you, the dragon's blood is mine!" Ning Gu Cheng said coldly.

And it's very straightforward.

"Do you think your wupinwu king is great?" Jiangting now has the dragon blood inheritance, he is really not afraid at all!

"Jiang Ting, you've ruined so many good things for me. Today, we're going to split our fists!" Ning Gu Cheng said, and also urged his own blood.

Ninggucheng's blood moves, and heaven and earth change color.

The storm surged.

What's more, it's all black clouds, which makes many people can't breathe well, because the blood of Ninggu is so special.

I saw a skeleton mountain behind Ning Gucheng.

It was a mountain of skeletons with bloody color.

The power of blood that makes Ning Gu Cheng is extremely cold and bloody.

It's breathtaking.

People can't help feeling that they are also a member of the skeleton mountain.

It's a feeling of being led to hell, but this kind of feeling can't go away, how can it not give birth to fear?

Urge spirit to resist, can not flow, it seems that countless ghosts, drilling into their own mind.

"Magic blood!"

Jiang Ting almost entered such a kind of dreamland. When he made a conscious move and got rid of this feeling, he said Ning Gucheng's blood.

"Ha ha, those Wu Xiu of the emperor's blood always thought that we were the representatives of evil. Now, aren't they trampled by our magic blood?"

His blood was recognized, and Ning Gucheng was not surprised, but he admitted it.

Finally, Ning Gucheng pointed to the direction of the Qin Dynasty in the mainland of Zhongzhou and said, "now, it's not only your blood, but also so many blood, all of which will be trampled by our magic blood. You can't imagine the power of the magic blood. Today, I want to see if the dragon blood can be swallowed by my magic blood!"

Jiang Ting purses his lips tightly. When Ning Gucheng's blood power rises, Jiang Ting is still under pressure.

His anti Wupin combat power is still aimed at the ordinary martial arts cultivation. The magic blood is the same as the emperor's blood. Jiang Ting can't ignore the gap in cultivation.

However, Jiang Ting did not say a word, just brewing his own combat skills.

The complete transformation of the power of blood makes Jiang Ting more comfortable with this skill.A faint trace flashed by, as if leaving no trace.

This kind of convergence to the extreme, practice opposite Ninggu Chengdu can not help but stir up the thumb.

It's not cool or fierce, it's easy to put in and out.

Ning Gucheng, who had been sealed for such a long time by accident, also understood his own fighting skills, especially his blood against heaven.

"Wumen Jue!"

Ning Gu Cheng lightly vomited these three words, in the palm, also appeared a light palm.

This palm is the same as Jiang Ting's Qianlong don't use it. It also compresses the aura to the extreme. It's a silent attack. Even the speed is very slow.