After a brief look, Ji Zilong discovered that his physical body was very dilapidated at this moment.
Not only was he skinny, but the skin all over his body was dry and cracked, and even his bones were broken in many places.
Realizing the serious injury to his physical body, he immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a large amount of flesh and blood from the ancient bronze coffin, and devoured it wildly.
Gradually, his physical body began to become fuller, and was eventually filled with blood, returning to its former roundness.
It's just that his bones are difficult to heal and will take some time.
"Such a strong dragon's breath."
After looking around, Ji Zilong found that he was already in another palace, and immediately showed a strange look.
In his perception, the breath here was very strong, compared to the cage locks outside. , I don’t know how many times stronger it is.
"receive" Without thinking, Ji Zilong frantically used the Nine Hun True Dragon Spiritual Technique to absorb it.
Now he is in the Double Dragon Pan Realm, with a total of three rounds of Dharma Disk in his body.
Two of them have been completed and have reached the level of Double Dragons, while the other round is still at the level of the Single Pan Realm.
If he wants to use this To improve the level of the Lun Dupan Realm, he must create another round of magic discs, and let these two low-level magic discs merge with each other to regenerate a double dragon level.
After inscribing the spiritual pattern, he can truly reach the double dragon inscription. territory.
The powerful dragon's breath was extremely thick, a hundred times richer than ordinary spiritual energy from the outside world.
Ji Zilong absorbed it quietly, and soon, he saw another magic disk appear in his spiritual sea.
After a long period of accumulation, it finally came to fruition today.
Now he only needs to fuse these two rounds of low-level magic disks into the double dragon level, and then he can actually inscribe the inscription.
At this moment, Ji Zilong's Double Dragon Grade Dharma Disk suddenly heard a dragon roar that shook the world.
The nine dragons' phantoms suddenly roared together, and the word "Hun" was quickly formed in the sound wave.
There is chaos around the font, as quiet and lonely as if the world had just opened.
It is ancient and desolate, as if it has existed in the ancient times, and is eternal.
It is connected to the nine dragon shadows, faintly exuding strong dragon breath.
"Hun Zi Jue" Ji Zilong's eyes shone brightly.
At the moment when the font was formed, he felt that the Jiu Hun True Dragon Spiritual Technique suddenly erupted with a powerful dragon's breath, traveling around his limbs and bones, integrating into his meridians, flesh and blood.
At the same time, it allowed his broken bones to heal quickly.
"Spiritual method, mixed" The spiritual seal was pinched, the magic plate was offered, and Ji Zilong let out a low shout.
Suddenly he saw the magic plate trembling, and the dragon's breath erupted.
He waved his iron fist, and he immediately saw a shadow of a chaotic beast flash out of his fist.
With a punch of "seven hundred and eighty thousand catties", Ji Zilong immediately measured how strong his physical strength was now.
Ji Zilong's prediction was indeed correct.
This place was indeed an opportunity for him.
He jumped out of the Baiwei Cauldron.
Ji Zilong's eyes flashed.
His aura was also very different at this moment.
Every movement was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.
Has the power of dragon and elephant.
At this moment, Ji Zilong, even though he is young, has begun to show the demeanor of a strong man.
After a little adapting to his current strength, Ji Zilong quickly stepped out of the empty palace.
However, as soon as he walked out, he heard the sound of killing in front of him, and tens of thousands of people were fighting in bloody battles.
Everywhere you could see young people dying in pools of blood, and this group of people went crazy.
"Spirit Weapon" Ji Zilong's big eyes flashed, and he looked past the crowds and saw a huge altar in front of him.
On the altar, there were dozens of spiritual weapons on display.
Looking at their grades, they were all at the top of the lower class.
Seeing these spiritual weapons, Ji Zilong immediately thought.
Even if he didn't lack spiritual weapons, he could still snatch some and take them back to strengthen his senior brothers.
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"kill."
With a low cry, his airbending skills exploded under his feet.
Ji Zilong's long hair was flying, and his figure was like lightning.
He quickly got closer and closer in the crowd, and anyone who stood in his way was punched away by him.
With his powerful strength, Ji Zilong soon reached the front of the battlefield and approached the altar.
Below the altar, hundreds of people are fighting hard.
These young men are all at the peak stage of Double Dragon Transformation.
They are all heroes from various countries and possess considerable fighting power.
"These spiritual weapons are all mine."
Ji Zilong shouted and punched in. boom As soon as they squeezed into the battle group, someone punched them with such powerful force that the air was filled with a deafening explosion.
"Go away."
Ji Zilong whispered, turning sideways and punching him.
Bang The two fists met, making a muffled sound.
The person who attacked Ji Zilong immediately flew out.
He slid tens of meters in the air, finally managed to stabilize his figure, and looked at Ji Zilong with an incredulous look on his face.
"How is it possible that my current strength has reached 460,000 kilograms, and I am already invincible at the early stage of Shuanglong?
Could he be stronger than me?"
This person was panicking.
As soon as he gritted his teeth and made seals with his hands, he was about to cast his spiritual method.
"burst" However, Ji Zilong didn't even look at him.
He uttered the word "Explosion" in his mouth and rushed forward quickly.
Immediately, the man felt the Dharma Disk suddenly tremble.
After fluttering in the air, it floated back to his spiritual sea with patches of cracks.
At this moment, his face turned pale.
"Where did you come from, you little exhibitionist?
Go home and feed yourself."
A fat man with a rough face jumped out, and before Ji Zilong could get close, he had already cast a set of spiritual skills.
"Control Qi, Explode" Ji Zilong shouted, and activated his air control technique.
The violent explosion force instantly blew up the fat man to pieces.
"Hehe" Ji Zilong grinned, showing his white teeth.
The group of young people in front of them have extraordinary talents.
They would be extremely talented anywhere.
They might even attract various sects to compete for their admission.
However, when they met Ji Zilong, the result was different.
In this battle group, Ji Zilong was simply invincible.
He pushed forward all the way, and those teenagers who tried to stop him were quickly repelled by him without mercy.
"Brother, why don't we let that guy go out?"
Seeing Ji Zilong about to rush to the altar, Xiao Muyun, the prince of Linyue Kingdom, said to his brother.
"This boy is indeed powerful.
It seems that we have to dispatch him.
You have to protect me here.
After all, I have just captured him and he has not been truly refined yet."
Xiao Muhan, the eldest prince of Linyue Kingdom, nodded, watching Ji Zilong push forward unimpeded. , they feel like facing a formidable enemy.
"Spiritual method, soul servant."
With a sonorous roar, Xiao Muhan held the magic plate above his head, and a strong aura suddenly erupted, and soon he saw a two-meter-tall body appear in front of him.
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"Haha, all the spiritual weapons are mine."
Ji Zilong laughed.
With a strong voice, he had reached the front of the crowd and was infinitely close to the altar.
The spiritual weapon was right in front of him, within easy reach.
Ji Zilong exerted force on his feet and was about to climb up, but unexpectedly there was a dull explosion behind him.
He was startled and hurriedly moved away.
When he looked back, he saw a figure holding two handles.
The giant warhammer hit him crazily
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