Chapter 176 Refining the Bloodline of the Dragon

Boom!

On the top of the nine heavens, dark clouds rolled, thunder all over the sky, and the sound shook the sky.

Looking at the good weather, it suddenly became cloudy and thundery. All the people watching the battle were now stunned, and then they were shocked. Only then did they realize that someone was going through the disaster!

"Someone is crossing the disaster? Who is going through the disaster?

"Look at this robbery, it doesn't look like a king's robbery or an emperor's robbery. As for the emperor's robbery... this is impossible!"

"That's... what kind of thunderstorm? It will give people such a vast and magnificent feeling that I even feel a sense of destruction!"

"Is it... the legendary... evil disaster?" |

"What... Do you think this is a demon disaster, that is, the kind of evil disaster that only demon-level geniuses at the anti-sky level are qualified to overcome?"

"Very similar!"

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Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the sound of thunder shook the sky. Everyone was shocked first, and then suddenly became clear that it was not the king's disaster, nor the emperor's disaster, let alone the legendary emperor's disaster, so... the biggest possibility is the evil disaster!

And now all the people watching the battle clearly see that this thunder disaster was attracted by Ye Qingyan. In other words, Ye Qingyan is the robbery!

"My God, the ice flame fairy body is going to survive the disaster of evil. Does he really want to go against the sky?"

"If he has not entered the spiritual realm, he has the strength not weaker than the spiritual realm. Now if he wants to break into the spiritual realm, then his strength will definitely be greatly improved. At that time, I'm afraid that he will not be afraid of anyone!"

"And... he still has to cross the disaster of evil now. I #¥%... That's a disaster of evil, the young man who has survived the disaster of evil in ancient and modern times. Which one is not a person who is proud of ancient and modern? This Ye Xiaoyao... I'm afraid he is really going to go against the sky!"

Ye Qingyan wants to overcome the evil disaster!

Everyone was shocked to find this fact.

"I didn't expect... to break into the spiritual realm so quickly!"

Ye Qingyan looked up at the sky, his black hair danced wildly, his eyes raised, and his voice was so weak that it was inaudible. He was extremely eager to break into the spiritual realm as soon as possible, so that he would have enough strength to face the challenge of Sifang Tianjiao, and he would slowly have enough confidence to meet the unknown dangers... But now everything came so suddenly that suddenly made him a little at a loss.

Based on his estimation, it will take at least half a year to break into the spiritual realm and cross the disaster of evil, but he did not expect that because of the ten moves of the dead water in the Southern Palace of the Sword Emperor, he suddenly realized the opportunity to break through the barrier, so the disaster of evil also followed.

"Okay, since I'm here, I'm not afraid of you!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingyan looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were as light, and he stabbed the nine heavens. He was awe-spirited and majestic. "I will try. What can this evil disaster of this spiritual realm bring me!"

Ye Qingyan suddenly turned around and bowed to Nangong's dead water; "Senior, please take action!"

"It should!"

"Blockade of the domain!"

Nangong's eyes suddenly changed, and his hands were like flowers and butterflies. Suddenly, a sky barrier appeared, and the whole body of the barrier flashed golden, blocking the whole flame martial arts hall tightly, ensuring that the thunderstorm in the future will not cause too much harm to the flame martial arts hall.

"Although the power of the thunderstorm is not weak, except for the Flame Martial Arts Museum, it will not be critical to other areas of the Flame City, so you can rest assured!"

Nangong's dead body flashed, and the elegant figure had appeared on the top of the martial arts hall of the Flame Martial Arts Hall. His eyes were as light as electricity, quickly swept around, and his tone was faint.

Originally, some people were still a little frightened when they saw that the thunder disaster was coming, and they were afraid that they would suffer the disaster of fish in the pool. Now when they heard the words of Nangong's death, their fear slowly dissipated.

"With the Tongtian strength of the predecessor of the Sword Emperor, even if the thunderstorm comes, he can also ensure everyone's safety!"

This is the common idea of everyone present. The name of the Sword Emperor is so loud that it can make everyone worship for no reason!

"Boom!"

The thunder roared, and countless thunder and lightning stroked through the void and hit Ye Qingyan.

"Come on, I've been looking forward to it for a long time!"

Ye Qingyan looked up at the sky, and his black hair flew in the wind. At this moment, his momentum was extremely arrogant for a hundred years. Even in the face of the thunder full of destruction, he was still arrogant.

"Bum bang!"

"Sneer!"

Ye Qingyan ignored the purple god thunder all over the sky. In fact, he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to. This was the evil disaster he caused. There was no other way but to resist.

"Boom!"

When the thunder came to the body, Ye Qingyan gritted his teeth and did not relax at all. The purple god thunder was extremely powerful. At the moment when the thunder came to the body, Ye Qingyan even felt that he was going to be smashed to pieces. That kind of pain, deep into the bone marrow!

It hurts!!!

Ye Qingyan even felt his soul rolling in the thunder. The taste was like purgatory, and the pain was endless!

Looking at Ye Qingyan struggling in the thunder, many people can't bear it. This is too cruel. Is this a thunder disaster? Is this the punishment that God will punish human beings? This is too cruel.

"If you want to become a strong man, you must have resilience and endurance far beyond ordinary people!"

Many people can't bear to appear, but Nangong's face is cold and solemn. There is no sympathy in his eyes, only indifference. "The more pain you experience, the more you get. You must understand this!"

Hearing the words of the Sword Emperor, many people thought in their hearts. Isn't this kind of punishment God's punishment for those super demons, but a kind of grinding?

"Yes, I can't lose!"

Originally, Ye Qingyan was a little confused because of the pain, but Nangong's passing words instantly made him clear his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "If even this is painful, how can I talk about pursuing the top!"

"Ky, the dragon bloodline, the dragon bloodline is the best time to refine!"

When Ye Qingyan was shocked, a long-lost old voice sounded in his heart, "At this moment, refining the blood of the dragon can stimulate the spirituality of the blood of the dragon to the greatest extent!"

"Old man, you finally dare to rise!"

At such a critical moment, Ye Qingyan gritted his teeth and said, "Where were you when I fought with the Sword Emperor?"

"Ky, it's not my fault!" Ling Lao said helplessly, "The strength of the Sword Emperor is really terrible. I'm afraid that if he communicates with him, he will find out the existence of me!"

"Huh!" Ye Qingyan snorted coldly.

"Ky, this sword emperor is extremely powerful. He may have seen through your identity, and although this magic mask is good, it may not be able to stop the sword emperor's vision!"

"This... I've already guessed it!" Ye Qingyan resisted the thunderstorm and responded to Ling Lao in a hurry: "But the Sword Emperor should not be malicious to me. He should not tell my identity!"

"It's better to do so!" Ling Lao muttered.

"Now start refining the blood of the dragon!" Ling Lao suddenly scolded softly, "Now with the help of the obstruction of the power of thunder, the strong outside can't feel the existence of the old man. You can rest assured and boldly refine!"

"Wo!"

The golden blood-colored light ball containing the blood of the dragon suddenly shot out of Ye Qingyan's free ring and hit his chest at the speed of light that was hard to be seen with the naked eye.

"Sum!"

The golden light ball was like a golden light, and it disappeared in Ye Qingyan's chest. At this moment, there was thunder all over the sky. Ye Qingyan's purple gold light flashed all over his body, and the flash of the golden light ball was completely unaware of it.

"Ah-"

When the golden blood photosphere entered the body, Ye Qingyan's soul felt like fire. He felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and the blood in his body was fighting and entangled with an extremely noble bloodline. The noble bloodline was extremely domineering, as if he didn't care about Ye Qingyan's own bloodline at all. A taste of disdain.

"The dragon bloodline is the dragon bloodline, and you don't even pay attention to the water god bloodline!"

Ye Qingyan endured the pain of refining his body. In fact, he was not simply resisting the thunderstorm. When the divine thunder came to the body, he was also constantly running the formula of the heavenly spirit that did not break the body. With the arrival of the divine thunder, Ye Qingyan's heavenly spirit was also gradually progressing, moving towards Dacheng step by step...

"I don't believe that no matter how strong the dragon's bloodline is, it is just a blood force. I still don't believe that I can't refine you!"

Ye Qingyan let the thunder disaster come, and his heart was fierce, and he tried his best to fight against the blood of the dragon.

The divine dragon's bloodline seems to turn into a divine dragon. The dragon roars for nine days, the dragon flies and phoenixes, the dragon travels around the world, the dragon has no regrets, and the divine dragon swings its tail... The divine dragon charges and fights in the bloodline.

The battle again and again, the competition again and again, the entanglement again and again... The bloodline of the dragon is still full of resilience, which makes Ye Qingyan a little exhausted. He feels the pride of the dragon. He will not allow a human being to have his own bloodline, even if it is the descendants of the water god.

Ye Qingyan is a little desperate. He has done his best. Even so, he can't refine the blood of the dragon and take it for his own use. Even if Ye Qingyan's confidence in him is extremely strong, he can't help but be discouraged.

"Is... this dragon bloodline has nothing to do with me, or human beings?"

Ye Qingyan opened his arms and let the thunder baptize. Although the pain was still, with the gradual strengthening of his unbroken body, the pain was not as obvious as before, but he still couldn't. Just as he was about to give up, the power photosphere of time and space, which had been silent for a long time in Ye Qingyan's soul space, suddenly slightly A trembling, a colorless light shot at the dragon with teeth and claws and proudly looking at the nine days. The originally arrogant dragon suddenly became extremely frightened, as if it had seen the most terrible thing in his life!

And at this time, the bloodline of the noble and arrogant dragon suddenly became extremely soft, and began to soften with Ye Qingyan's own bloodline. Although the speed is very slow, it has begun to merge, which means that the bloodline of the dragon is no longer resisting and completely integrates. Success is only a matter of time!