Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Chapter 3042 True Dragon Body

The three of them comforted each other, and their panic faded slightly.

On the other side, the iceberg girl's cold face was full of shock, and there were violent waves in her mind, which could not be calmed for a long time!

"This vision, this breath of blood... That's right, Dragon Race! He turned out to be a descendant of Dragon Race!"

Leng Yan Qiao's eyes shrank sharply, and her cold Qiao face was full of horror.

She never expected that Jiang Tian would have the blood of the dragon!

"No wonder he can ignore Lei Li's majesty!" Leng Yan nodded slowly, breathing tightly, eyes bright.

"In ancient times, there was a saying that'dragon is the lord of thunder', but I don't know what kind of bloodline of dragon descendants he is?"

Leng Yan muttered to herself, her eyes full of strange expressions.

This kind of look was not due to Jiang Tian himself, but was more amazed by the blood flowing through him.

In her opinion, with the appearance of the Zilong domineering **** horse, even if Jiang Tian is not a close relative of the dragon family, he might not be too far apart!

At least, it's not like the descendants of distant relatives of the Dragon race who have infinite mutation and extremely watered down.

"Golden thunder pulp!" Su Wan took a deep breath, her eyes brightened.

boom!

Accompanied by a roar, the silver flames that had disappeared rose again and enveloped her body.

At this moment, she even had an urge to rise up into the sky and dance with the purple dragon in the thunder.

Perceiving Su Wan's change, Yun Xianghan turned his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.

She also had a subconscious thought, wanting to throw the Xuanyang stele in her hand into the whirlpool and accept the baptism of thunder pulp.

But she knew that she could not do this.

Even if Jiang Tian didn't make any calculations, the purple dragon would be irritated, and the situation would definitely be out of control.

Whoosh!

Thinking of this, Yun Xianghan flipped his right hand and quickly put away the Xuanyang monument, pressing the impulse forcibly.

The iceberg woman stared at Zilong coldly for a moment, suddenly frowned!

"Huh? No! If he is really a descendant of a close relative of the Dragon Clan, how could his cultivation level be so unsatisfactory?"

Thinking of Jiang Tian's mediocre state, Leng Yan was puzzled and felt incredible.

Descendants of the dragon race, even if they are the mutated bloodline of the distant relatives of the dragon race, their cultivation talents are often far beyond ordinary people.

This kind of talent is enough for them to advance on the road of cultivation, and aside from the real combat power, at least in the realm, they often lead the same generation of warriors.

But why didn't this situation appear to Jiang Tian?

Not only that, the spiritual realm of this young man is even far lower than that of his peers.

This is so strange!

Leng Yan frowned, her previous guesses could not help but shake.

"Could it be that the purple dragon is not the manifestation of his blood anomaly?"

Leng Yan muttered to herself, subconsciously guessing, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

But the next moment, an amazing scene appeared!

Sitting cross-legged, Jiang Tian suddenly stretched out his arms and let out a thunderous roar!

"Xuantian realm, break it for me!"

Ho Ho Ho!

Rumble!

The words sounded like an oracle soaring into the sky, the purple dragon circling in the thunder pulp roared, and the thunder pulp vortex shook violently, bursting out a monstrous roar!

The purple light on Jiang Tian soared, as if a peerless divine sword burst out with a shocking sword light, slamming towards the thundering vortex above!

Where the purple light was shining, the thunder pulp seemed to be summoned, pouring down at an astonishing speed.

The purple dragon glared wildly, stirring the thunder pulp frantically, speeding up its dive, and turning into a beggar dragon to secure Jiang Tian in it!

Hiss!

"Oh my God!"

"This is... true dragon bodyguard!"

"This kid turned out to be... the descendant of a close relative of the Dragon Race?"

Hong Feiyu, Xiang Hao and Lu were really shocked, completely shocked!

"how is this possible?"

Leng Yan's face changed suddenly, completely shocked!

The scene before him is recorded in ancient books.

When a warrior with the blood of the dragon clan advances, a real dragon will be transformed into a self-protection, and he will summon heaven and earth spiritual power for assistance.

This kind of talent can only appear in the real dragon bloodline and the bloodline of the close relatives of the dragon clan. Those mutated distant relatives and the bloodline of the descended descendants that are extremely diluted do not have this ability at all.

The three people in the True Fire Palace thought that Jiang Tian could not be a close relative of the Dragon Clan, at most only the descendants of distant relatives who had been mutated and faded several times, but now they were completely shocked by the facts.

Leng Yan was also shocked. According to some records in the Promise Palace, she was almost certain that the blood flowing through Jiang Tian's body was also the blood of a close relative of the Dragon Race.

It is not even a bloodline that has been greatly diluted by several changes, but an existence that has a close relationship with the dragon clan!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"He turned out to be... a close relative of the Dragon Clan, and he is still a close relative of the Dragon Clan! This...how is it possible?"

Leng Yan took a cold breath, her Jiao body trembling.

Su Wan and Yun Xianghan, who also witnessed this scene, were much calmer.

Although the two goddesses have different colors, they all remain calm, but the beauty in their beautiful eyes is so bright that they are obviously not at peace.

Rumble!

The golden thunder syrup fell from the sky, and instantly drowned Jiang Tian's body.

At this point, let alone the Purple Dragon Vision Guardian, even if it didn't, the few people present didn't dare to move.

Among other things, the golden thunder pulp alone has the terrifying power to kill the eighth-level monsters and the powerhouses of the Profound Void Realm. Even without the guardian of the purple dragon, they dare not approach half a step.

Not only did he dare not approach, he even had a face full of fear, and subconsciously withdrew dozens of feet away, lest he would be affected by the power of lightning.

"Now...I'm afraid the trouble will be big!" Hong Feiyu frowned, his face extremely ugly.

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao looked at each other, silent.

The factors that the hall master and elders of the True Fire Hall could not predict and control were indeed tied to this quasi-xuantian realm junior.

"It's not going to work like this! Brother Hong, we must stop him!" Lu Zhen gritted his teeth and drank, the cold light in his eyes flashed.

"This man is physically strong, and his combat power must be amazing. If we succeed in the advancement, I am afraid that none of the three of us will be his opponent!" Xiang Hao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Hong Feiyu gritted his teeth and sighed: "If the two juniors are confident, they can give it a try. You can ask yourself if you don't have this ability."

"Brother Hong, you..."

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao's faces were stiff, and the words behind them got stuck in their throats.

"It is definitely not a wise move to take action now. Maybe we can destroy his good deeds, but then I am afraid that no one will escape the backlash of thunder pulp and purple dragon!" Hong Feiyu's face sank, his face full of jealousy.

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao shook their heads and sighed, knowing they couldn't do anything.

"It seems that after all, only the three of us will join forces!" Lu Zhen let out a sullen breath, frowning tightly.

"If this kid fails to advance, we are naturally confident, but if it is successful..." Xiang Hao focused on the two and whispered quietly, "If we can fight for the people of the Promise Palace to join forces, we must be more sure!"