Supreme Medicinal God

Wei Long groaned painfully, holding his right hand, and took a dozen steps backwards. His right hand was dark and trembling, and he seemed to be injured.

Even the dragon head tattoo on the back of that hand was dim.

"Boy, you dare to insult my real dragon bloodline, I want you to know how powerful the real dragon bloodline is."

Wei Long's face was constantly twisted, Ye Feng thought it was the other person's angry face twisted, but a strong pressure suddenly erupted from his body and rushed towards a tornado storm.

The gravel on the ground was rolled into the air, and the wind blew up Ye Feng's robe.

The power of the true dragon's bloodline is generally compressed deep in the bloodline, and once released, it is like a volcanic eruption.

Rumbled, purple purses rushed out of Weilong's body, his body turned into a dragon, and a huge black dragon rose into the sky.

In the sky, there are more gritty black dragons, hundreds of feet in size, a black dragon scale shining like black gold, dragon eyes like fire, and a pair of purple horns on his forehead.

Its huge dragon claws are like giant swords, with flashing electric lights flashing in them.

Ye Feng was a little surprised. He felt that he was too small compared to this real dragon. A secret technique left by the Emperor of the Emperor, a magic technique, flashed in his mind.

A kind of Fuzhuan spell he had never seen before flashed through his mind.

When a strange spell sound flashed in his mind, he felt a change in his body.

Suddenly, bursts of sound rang out in his divine personality, and a force emerged from the divine personality, spreading in the body meridians, constantly pulling his body, and changing his shape.

He felt that his distance from the sky was gradually narrowing. He actually grew a lot taller, grew a lot, and grew into a giant a dozen meters tall.

He looked at his hands with a little surprise and looked at Jiang Yixue like a kitten, he couldn't help laughing.

"I'm a giant, my God, what's going on."

The transformation of the Black Dragon inspired the transformation spell in Ye Feng's body, which made Ye Feng transform into a giant without being determined.

Ye Feng felt that the ancient meridians were all swelled in the meridians, raised his huge fists, and the black dragon rushed out with a punch.

A trace of terror flashed through the pupils of the Black Dragon. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng would also be the body of the law. He didn't know that this was caused by him. The blood of the Ancient God Race had a supernatural power of the body, but Ye Feng didn't use it.

He does not use it, does not mean that he does not have such magical powers.

This kind of transformation spell, in the Archaic Demon Realm, the Emperor of Thailand passed on his consciousness to him, and also passed this spell on him. Only when faced with a huge transformation spell, his subconscious mind will stimulate the blood. This magical power.

Boom, a violent wind, from the sky, Weilong transformed into a black dragon, Zhangya dance claws, sharp dragon claws set off a frantic airflow, and grabbed Ye Feng.

The power of that punch was like a storm, and the black dragon's claws hit it hard.

The vigorous force and the turbulent airflow lifted the earth to a layer.

The onlookers had to raise the defensive cover with the magic element, so as not to be affected by the energy produced by the collision between Ye Feng and Wei Long. The jade jade staff of the Nangong sheep also raised a misty golden light, protecting Jiang Yixue and himself.

Seeing that his two claws could not hurt Ye Feng, the black dragon was so angry that the tail of the dragon swung, and a dazzling black light flashed over it, pumping it like a whip on Ye Feng's body, striking Ye Feng up, and falling heavily to the ground.

Ye Feng was pumped by the dragon's tail and felt his bones creak and shatter. He fell to the ground and caused a tremor of shaking, slamming the gullies into a huge abyss.

Although Ye Feng was injured, his body healed quickly. He could feel his bones healing, and he could feel the spirits of the whole body rushing to the wound and repairing his meridians.

This is the greatest magical power that enters the emptiness of the sun and produces the baby.

Even if the body is damaged, the broken limb can grow out, and even a drop of essential blood can be repaired by the baby, as long as the baby is not destroyed.

boom,

Ye Feng's wrist raised a golden light shield, blocking the fireball that fell from the sky. It was not an ordinary fireball, but a dragon's breath that contained the blood of a real dragon. It was three points stronger than the fireball in the meteor fire rain.

Boom, all the fireballs are like stars falling, and Ye Feng keeps going backwards. The aura shield in his hand is filled with black marks, and then blocked, this aura shield will be shattered.

Ye Feng lifted a large rock from the ground. It was a half-cut mountain peak that was broken by a nearby mountain. He held it in his hand and blocked it as a shield.

Under the fierce attack of the scorching and powerful dragon breath, half of the mountain in his hand was crushed into gravel, and there was a sea of ​​fire around him.

Ye Feng picked up half of the mountain from the ground again and smashed the black dragon into the air.

Ye Feng held the Shenlong Shuo in his hand. The Shenlong Shuo's injection into the ancient gods suddenly became larger and turned into a huge spear, which looked like a big steel pipe with a thick bucket.

Ye Feng grabbed the Shenlong Shuo and smashed it to the Black Dragon. The Shenlong Shuo contained golden light and almost smashed the void.

Heilong didn't expect that Shenlong Shuo would suddenly become a thick spear, frightened by a tumbling, and escaped the fierce blow, but the strong wind of Shenlong Shuo rolled the black dragon a few times and hit a mountain.

The mountain shattered, and half of the mountain peak rolled down. The black dragon also rolled from the mountain peak into the mountain stream, and the dragon horn nearly broke.

Ye Feng danced with the Dragon Dragon Shuttle, and set off the sky full of energy, playing the sky with clouds and stars shining.

A black shadow flashed from time to time in the sky, which was the smashed image of the void. From the broken void, a cold and whistling wind blew, with black ice crystals, flying all over the sky.

Although it was the blood of the true dragon, he was frightened by the blood of Ye Feng, the archaic protoss. It actually had fear, and shook his head and seemed to want to escape.

Ye Feng sneered: "Little earthworm, you want to escape, too late."

The Shenlong shuttle exuded a dazzling light, and released it with a huge shadow. A stick was in the middle of the black dragon's waist. The dragon scales on the waist spewed out Mars. Several dragon scales emanated and were deeply embedded. In the mountain, a black dragon's blood spewed out, and there was a smelly blood rain.

The black dragon was injured and broke a mountain, but he rolled and climbed, flew from the gravel, and fled to the distance.

Ye Feng surprised: "This little bug can run, how can I chase it."

Ye Feng looked at his huge body, towering into the sky, unable to take himself to chase with Feijian.

Losing the oppression of a huge real dragon, the transformations in Ye Feng's bloodline gradually dissipated, and he soon recovered his normal body.