The best immortal cultivation: immortals walk in the city

Chapter 771: Wang Zun

The 48th floor!!

48th floor!!

Wanlong Grottoes trembled and affected thousands of miles! Even the fallen leaf city thousands of miles away has been shaken! Thousands of miles of rainbows shine in the world!

At the door of delusion, countless people can only worship! Purple gas comes from the east, and the sound is shocking. Xia Feng's body is covered with refined purple gas, his long hair flutters in the wind, and his sword eyebrows exude a fierce momentum.

In this scene, Gongque's knees softened, and he looked at the summer wind on the stage with a fastered face, and his back was instantly soaked with sweat. Brother, what's going on? Wan'er's bloodline is much higher than that of Gongque. Although the pressure is not small, she can barely support it. The sudden scene made the little girl frightened.

"He stepped to the forty-eighth floor! ..." Gongque's throat murmured and said in disbelief.

"The 48th floor? It's impossible!" As soon as Wan'er's little mouth repeated this sentence, she immediately rejected it reflexively. But... the firm eyes of the moment immediately faded.

This real blood pressure will only appear when it reaches the 48th floor.

And trigger the scene of "dragon veins singing together"!

In the place of inheritance.

The summer wind on the 48th floor looks down. It can be regarded as the real top, and the mountains are small at a glance! How many years has no one reached this level? Even the former Dragon Emperor, how many people are there?

To Xia Feng's surprise, when he stepped on the 48th floor, the originally horrible soul deterrence suddenly disappeared! It seems that you only need to take this step gently to reach the top.

"Give up, you can't step on this last step under any circumstances, unless you are a member of the dragon clan. You are immortal. It seems that the ladder is in front of you, but in fact, it is thousands of miles away. Suddenly, the ethereal voice fell into Xia Feng's ears, which was the voice of the predecessor just now. Xia Feng tried to take steps and wanted to step on the 48th floor. Unsurprisingly, he really couldn't step on it, and he couldn't even touch it.

It seems that when you reach the 48th floor, there must be some amazing inheritance. However, it's just for the dragon clan, and foreigners are not allowed to be involved.

In this case, Xia Feng is no longer forced. It's enough to step here.

The Taoist heart is strong, and the immortal soul is unyielding.

"It's time." The gentle voice of the Dragon King rang in the land of inheritance.

"As for the reward of dragon spirit inheritance, the distant ancestor will give it to you. Understand it yourself and wait for a moment." The voice of the Dragon King has just fallen. Xia Feng found that he was spinning around, his eyes were dark, and the stairs under his feet were gone, as if they had disappeared. The scene in the inheritance has also changed.

It is impossible to see how long the dragon is. It is above his head. The huge dragon sets off the summer wind as the size of an ant. Looking at this divine dragon, Xia Feng bowed slightly. Presumably this was the distant ancestor of the dragon clan, otherwise he would not have died, and there was still mountain pressure.

"Fourty-eight floors, the layer of the sky."

"A foreigner has a firm mind."

"Give, seven drops of ancestral blood, don't fail my dragon clan, protect my dragon clan for ten thousand years, can you do it?"

The huge dragon in the air exploded like a thunderbolt in its mouth, which made people dizzy. Xia Feng couldn't bear it. He was dizzy. After a while, his eyes were firm and he bowed slightly and said, "Key your promise!"

"Only absorb its essence. As for the will and destiny contained in the ancestral blood, it can be abandoned."

Xia Feng immediately made a decision and summoned his own Chiyang divine fire, the flame in Dantian*. He reluctantly gathered seven drops of ancestral blood in his Dantian field and used the emperor's sword to suppress the rage of ancestral blood. Leilong Yuanshen was not polite. He flew straight over and spit out pure heavenly disaster source thunder in Dantian. To wipe out the will and fate in the blood of the ancestors.

Thunder Dragon Yuanshen and Robbery Thunder, the two are good things to erase the brand of the soul. Two hours later, the brand of the soul in the dragon's blood has disappeared.

The purple blood is more and more essence, but seven drops of blood, the volume is much smaller, but it is more pure. The people under the Jiling stage are still watching, wanting to see to what extent Xia Feng can break through.

For such a long time, everything that happened at the door, plus the earth-shaking movement just now. The number of people gathered in Wangdoumen is getting larger and larger, and each of them is waiting to be seen; they all want to see how far the foreigners can break through with the blood of their distant ancestors.

"It's enough." After Xia Feng found that Dantian's seven drops of blood and no more soul branded breath, his face couldn't help but be overjoyed. Now he dared to let the Thunder Dragon Yuanshen carefully swallow the seven drops of blood and take his time!

It is hard to imagine the effect of only being absorbed by the Thunder Dragon Yuanshen. Roar--!" The shocking sound of the dragon sounded from Xia Feng's body, and a purple thunderous light and shadow flew from his body to the sky, hundreds of feet of light and shadow.

The light and shadow is the original spirit of Thunder Dragon, but the original spirit of Thunder Dragon is, after all, the form of the primordial spirit, which is false but not true. After swallowing the essence and blood, the thunder dragon spirit appeared dazzling purple light all over the body, and young purple scales were born on the body surface. The young purple scales grew very fast. Unexpectedly, in a moment, they grew into scales the size of an adult dragon.

And most importantly!

Thunder Dragon Yuanshen is actually creating a dragon shape!

To virtualize the reality!

This summer breeze is overjoyed! Although he has the skills of the dragon clan and the body of the immortal clan, he can only change his dragon man. It is impossible to change the real dragon. Due to the problem of ancestral blood, the thunder dragon spirit suddenly condensed its real body, which was beyond the expectation of too many people.

Seeing this, Xia Feng was not polite. He saw six drops of blood flying out and integrating into the body of the Thunder Dragon Yuanshen on the sky. The breath of the Honghuang mythical beast that broke out became stronger and thicker, but the Thunder Dragon Yuanshen changed qualitatively. The original body of a hundred feet, the speed visible to the naked eye turned into one hundred feet.

Two hundred feet!

Four hundred feet!!

Seven hundred feet!!!

Nine hundred feet!!!!

When the thunder dragon reached 999 feet long and nearly 100 feet thick, it stopped and was completely fixed! The dazzling and mellow purple scales are dazzling. The majestic and extraordinary body of the dragon makes the people worship!

Lei Long is the integration of the summer wind, and there is infinite resonance between the two. Lei Long's cultivation soared, and the cultivation of the Xia Feng Fairy's body also followed the rise of the boat. In a moment, it reached the peak of the middle period of the real immortal. From the realm of the immortal, it can be broken at any time!

The realm of immortals is the realm that immortals dream of.

Even Xia Feng doesn't want to step in as soon as possible. He realizes that his body is full of soul, immortal power is endless, and his body is as strong as a magic weapon. Xia Feng suddenly launched an impact and stepped forward!