The first dragon of all time

boom! ...

Stepping onto the ninetieth step, the pressure suddenly disappeared, the entire Dragon Blood Ancient Road disappeared, and Long Qingchen seemed to have entered a magical closed space.

Front, back, left, right, up and down were covered with densely packed golden swords, extremely sharp, slowly approaching him, giving him chills all over his body and a tingling feeling!

"open!"

Long Qingchen shouted loudly, operating the Nine Niss Dragon Art to the extreme, using the Overlord Ten Thousand Dragons Palm, and the power of the three dragons roared out.

when! when! when! ...

The power of the three dragons hit the golden sword hard, splashing countless sparks and making a harsh trembling sound!

However, the golden sword was extremely strong, not damaged at all, nor was it repelled, and continued to approach him!

"Why can't these golden swords be destroyed?"

This was really weird. Long Qingchen frowned and hit the Tyrant Ten Thousand Dragons Palm continuously.

when! when! when! ...

Sparks burst out and the trembling sound was harsh, but the golden swords were still intact, slowly approaching, as if no matter how strong the force was, they could not destroy these golden swords!

"What is he doing?"

“Why does he attack the air?”…

The senior disciples were confused.

The white-robed old man explained, "The 90th level is a closed space of golden dragon power. Only when you are in it can you feel the golden dragon power. The outside world cannot see it."

The tall slender woman couldn't help but speculate, "The golden dragon power contains the power of gold. The 90th level is the power of gold. So, is the 91st level the power of wood?"

The white-robed old man glanced at her approvingly, "Yes, I said before that the last nine levels are the most difficult. Only by passing the test of the power of the five elements and the power of the four images can you reach the top of the Dragon Blood Road."

The tall woman smacked her tongue, "This is too difficult. The power of the five elements, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and the power of the four images are wind, thunder, light and darkness. They are called the nine original powers in the world. Who can compete with the nine original powers? ?”

The white-robed old man's expression turned gloomy, "It is indeed as difficult as climbing to the sky. Since ancient times, various dragon clans have produced geniuses in large numbers. However, there are only a few peerless geniuses who can pass the dragon blood path. In the past eight thousand years, no one has been able to pass it. Dragon Blood Road.”

puff! puff! puff! ...

Countless golden swords touched Long Qingchen's skin and penetrated slowly, causing dragon blood to flow out all over his body. This was more painful than ten thousand swords piercing his heart, because ten thousand swords piercing his heart only happened in an instant, and these golden swords The sword advanced slowly!

Long Fengye couldn't help but laugh, as if he had tortured Long Qingchen with his own hands.

Have fun, have fun!

"When Sister Xuan'er decided to marry him, I don't know how many young talents she envied. But he got into trouble with Long Bingling. He deserves it!"

"Many geniuses above the Dragon Blood Realm dare not enter the Dragon Blood Path. He who is at the sixth level of the Mysterious Dragon Realm just wants to pass through. He does not know what he can do. This is the end of being arrogant!"...

The geniuses sneered.

Longjin Xuan'er stretched out her jade hand and wiped it on her beautiful eyes. Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes and she cried, "I don't blame Brother Chen. After all, he is too young to withstand the temptation. I just hope he can exit safely." Dragon Blood Road.”

Hearing this, the geniuses gnashed their teeth in jealousy.

"If I have such a fiancée, I will die without regrets, but Long Qingchen doesn't know how to cherish it, damn it!"

"Long Bingling is also hateful. Since she is Long Fengye's fiancée, she still wants to hook up with Long Qingchen, a pair of losers!"...

Long Bingling was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and was in no mood to pay attention to their gossip. He begged the white-robed old man, "He has failed. I beg the Deputy Palace Master to save him."

"This is against the rules. Once you board the Dragon Blood Road, your life and death will depend on you. No one can interfere."

The old man in white robe slowly shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Besides, even if I want to intervene, I can't do anything. The Dragon Blood Road contains the laws left by the ancestor dragons of the past generations. No one can break in."

Long Bingling asked anxiously, "What should we do, just watch him die like this?"

The old man in white robe sighed, "Whether he can survive or not depends on himself."

boom! ...

Suddenly, a black vortex appeared above Long Qingchen's head, like the entrance to hell, containing boundless devouring power.

Click! Click! Click! ...

In an instant, all the golden swords were crushed to pieces!

"The power of the Heaven Devouring Martial Veins?"

After escaping from the enclosed space, Long Qingchen broke into a cold sweat and gasped for air.

He underestimated the difficulty of the Dragon Blood Road, especially the ninetieth level, which far exceeded his expectations!

"Normally, I can't feel the existence of the Heaven-Devouring Martial Veins. It seems that the Heaven-Devouring Martial Veins only appear when my life is in danger."

He was filled with doubts.

From the memory of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor, we learned that the Heaven-Devouring Martial Vein was a martial art from a godless clan, and he was just an ordinary green dragon. Why did the Heaven-Devouring Martial Vein appear in him?

He decided to ask his father after he returned. Perhaps, only his father knew the origin of the Heaven-Devouring Martial Vein.

"What power is that?"

Staring at the black vortex, the tall woman's autumn eyes flashed with color.

"It seems to be a kind of martial power. No, the Dragon Clan only has dragon veins. It is impossible to have martial veins. It's strange."

The old man in white robe also had his eyes brightened, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, and thinking hard.

The tall woman couldn't help but stare at Long Qingchen curiously, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com "It seems that this young junior fellow from the Qinglong Clan has some powerful methods hidden in him. No wonder someone with a sixth level cultivation in the Mysterious Dragon Realm dares to take the path of dragon blood. "

Tears welled up in Long Bingling's eyes, and she covered her mouth, trying not to cry.

A cold light flashed in Long Jinxuan'er's beautiful eyes, and a stiff smile appeared on her beautiful face, "As long as it's okay, it's okay."

"He's not dead yet, he's really lucky!"

"If I don't kill him at the 90th level, there are still eight levels to go, let's see how many lives he can survive!"...

The faces of the geniuses are not very pretty.

"Damn it!" Long Fengye's expression became even more gloomy and he clenched his fists.

When the white-robed old man heard this, he couldn't help but glance at him with a frown, and said sternly, "I don't care what grudges you have between you, but you can't bring them into the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, do you understand?"

Long Guangjue quickly explained with a smile, "The deputy palace master misunderstood. Feng Ye didn't mean that. He meant that in the case of death, Long Qingchen could still turn danger into good fortune, and his life should not be cut off."

"I hope so."

The old man in white robe snorted coldly.

Roar! ...

Long Qingchen did not rush to the ninety-first step, but sat down cross-legged, used the Nine Niss Dragon Art to the extreme, and began to heal his injuries.

The Nine Ni Dragon Jue heals injuries very quickly, and since he is from the Qinglong tribe, he has strong recovery power. It only took him a cup of tea to fully recover from his injuries.

Buzz! ...

Stepping into the ninety-first level, it was like entering another world, where ancient trees were lush, grass was thick, and there was a wild atmosphere and full of vitality.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

Suddenly, weeds grew crazily, wrapping around his legs, and countless vines wrapped around him!