Qingzhi Demon Monarch said and threw a white aurora towards Wen Qingye, and his figure became more and more illusory, more and more hazy, until it disappeared.
"The Last Arcana?"
Wen Qingye was a little puzzled in his heart, "Could it be that the jade box is still fake?"
” Bang!
Bang!
With the disappearance of Qingzhi Demon Monarch, everything around him seemed to collapse, and all the pictures turned into fragments and into nothingness.
As soon as Wen Qingye took over the array of jade, the surrounding area suddenly turned into a galaxy, and the bright stars in the sky were shining, extremely dazzling, and he was standing on top of the galaxy.
Heaven and earth are skyless, and all roads are boundless!
He still has a style and momentum, comparable to the sun and the moon, and the heavens and the earth compete for glory.
Roar!
In the next moment, a dragon's groan sounded that shocked the starry sky, and the sound of the Milky Way made countless splashes, and the entire starry sky boiled.
As if something was coming, the space trembled, everything became uncalm, and even Wen Qingye's heartbeat was stirred by the whistling sound.
"The sound of the dragon's groan?
Is this a three-clawed golden dragon?
But it's not like it."
Wen Qingye's face changed, and he looked at the Milky Way in the distance with a solemn brow, quietly waiting for something.
With a boom, a huge thing appeared above the starry sky, and a huge dragon levitated out and floated towards Wen Qingye.
The body was huge, the dragon's horns were crystal clear and purple glittering, the dragon's body was blue-gray, black light shimmered, and the scales shimmered with a little mysterious brilliance in the darkness.
A pair of huge dragon eyes stared coldly ahead, as if the heavens and the earth had become pale and powerless in front of it.
The huge body roamed in the starry sky, with an eternal vastness and a strong atmosphere.
"Canglong!?"
Wen Qingye looked at the giant dragon in front of him and couldn't help muttering.
Although he hadn't seen the real Canglong, he had seen the three-clawed golden dragon, one of the emperors of the dragon clan, but even the three-clawed golden dragon was completely incomparable in front of the dragon.
This is undoubtedly the ancestor of ten thousand dragons, Canglong.
I saw that the body of the blue dragon shook, and the surrounding starry sky seemed to explode, rippling with circles of ripples, and the blue dragon was attacking Wen Qingye.
Could this Canglong be the treasure that the Qingzhi Demon Monarch said in his mouth?
Wen Qingye's eyes reflected the incomparable body of the dragon, glowing with a little golden wave, and his heart trembled.
Suddenly, Wen Qingye felt that his body was motionless, as if he had been subjected to the technique of life-fixing, and under the power of the huge dragon, he couldn't move at all.
Canglong was getting deeper and deeper away from him, and the violent aura seemed to turn into a solid pavement, bombarding Wen Qingye's body heavily.
He could only watch as the dragon rushed over, the huge dragon head, the domineering dragon eyes, the scales glowing with a strange luster, and the vast dragon horns.
Rumble!
The blue dragon rushed through fiercely, as if it had penetrated Wen Qingye's body.
Wen Qingye felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and his bones seemed to be pressed by a powerful force, making a crackling sound, and the whole person seemed to be crushed by heaven and earth.
When Canglong's entire body rushed into Wen Qingye's body, the entire starry sky instantly fell silent, as if nothing had happened.
Wen Qingye not only didn't have the feeling of the rest of his life, but felt that the oppression was even stronger.
Boom Boom!
The surrounding starry sky suddenly erupted with incomparably powerful sounds, and boundless vitality tumbled up, and Wen Qingye felt as if he was in a huge magma land.
Wen Qingye looked in the direction in front of him, and couldn't help but lose his voice: "That is the Canglong essence blood?"
” I saw that in front of him, a drop of red blood was floating in the air, and the riot around him, the oppression on Wen Qingye's body was caused by that drop of blood.
This is undoubtedly the formation of the incarnation of the Canglong, the essence blood of the Canglong.
Wen Qingye's eyes were scorching with light, and his palm stretched out violently, as if he wanted to grab that drop of Canglong's essence blood.
Snort!
Snort!
At the moment when he stretched out his palm, the force of a storm swept through his body, and then the momentum as heavy as a mountain crushed towards him.
Wen Qingye felt that his arm was constantly being squeezed, and the bones inside were even deformed.
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"What a domineering power!"
Wen Qingye gasped, then bit the tip of his tongue and continued to stretch out towards the essence blood of the dragon in front of him.
Seven inches, six inches, two inches, one inch.
Wen Qingye felt that it had taken a lifetime of strength for his palm to approach the essence and blood of the dragon, and that kind of oppressive feeling like a heavenly might was not something that ordinary people could understand.
His palm slowly stretched forward, and a strange sound sounded, and that drop of Canglong essence blood finally touched Wen Qingye's hand.
Suddenly, a domineering dragon power rushed towards Wen Qingye's body, aiming directly at Wen Qingye's Yuanshen in the place where he knew the sea.
Although Wen Qingye's primordial spirit was incomplete, less than half of the original Immortal Monarch primordial god, what was in front of him was only the general blood of the dragon's essence.
I saw that in the sea of knowledge, a dragon figure collided fiercely with Wen Qingye's primordial spirit.
"In the sea of my knowledge, you will surely surrender" Wen Qingye looked at the dragon in front of him, and a divine light that cracked the sky appeared in his eyes, and he rushed over.
This is Wen Qingye's sea of knowledge, dominated by him, ups and downs.
With the transfer of time, that Canglong was really not Wen Qingye's opponent, and gradually became virtualized, and that drop of Canglong essence blood drilled into Wen Qingye's palm, passed through his arm, and rushed towards his sea of qi.
Red Sword Ghost, Huangfu One night, the Void True Daoist suddenly felt a shake of heaven and earth, and the scene in front of them was instantly shattered, and their bodies seemed to float out like a gust of wind.
Imprisoned on the sea.
The wind was blowing, the waves were rolling, and the white spray was crystal clear, while the whole sky and sea were black, which made people feel extremely oppressive.
The people in the secret realm were all teleported out by an inexplicable force, and at this moment, several people were suspended above the sea.
"Brother!"
Huangfu Tianyuan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Huangfu all night.
Huangfu saw Huangfu Tianyuan nodding indifferently overnight, and did not speak.
At this moment, on the turbulent sea, there are only Huangfu Yiyi, Red Sword Ghost, Xuzhen Daoist, Huangfu Tianyuan, Demon Aunt, Cui Qingshan Six people, and seven Sword Marks.
The sword marks swept away, and suddenly his heart sank, what about Wen Qingye, Nan Xuan, Lin Qiong and others?
"Sword Scar senior, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Huangfu saw the sword marks and wanted to escape overnight, so he couldn't help but smile indifferently and shouted loudly.
Sword Scar heard the voice behind him, turned around without smiling, looked at Huangfu and said, "Now that the secret realm is over, there are many things in my Sword Sect, so I won't stay here."