Chapter 860 Insipation

"Of course, there are Elder Lao Ye and all Taoist friends! I represent the spirit family. Thank you very much!" The Great Spirit King bowed his hand and scattered with Ruo Que and other people to protect them outside the formation.

After everyone floated to the pointing position, Elder Ye said loudly, "Zhao Daoyou, it's okay! Please ask Zhao Daoyou to stimulate the real dragon's bloodline and let me open my eyes!"

"Dearance!" Zhao Di arched his hand and smiled faintly, and then opened his mouth and spewed out a cold air. At the same time, a thin layer of transparent dragon scales condensed on the body surface in an instant, and the cold air evolved into a lifelike virtual shape of a big ice dragon after a burst of illusion.

"Five-clawed ice dragon! It turns out that this person can actually cultivate the real dragon virtual form! Well, judging from the way people cast spells, most of this person's real dragon blood is acquired. Unexpectedly, it is so pure that it can be better than the true spiritual family who was born to inherit the true spiritual blood!" The elder of the Hualong clan suddenly moved his heart and became more curious about Zhao Di.

The real dragon bloodline is not that anyone can refine at will. There must be some roots and foundations. Otherwise, with the arrogance of the real dragon bloodline, how can it easily integrate with the human bloodline!

Especially the pure real dragon blood, it is even more difficult to refine. The ancestor of the Hualong clan is said to be a half-demon who finally rises, half-human and half-dragon, so there is a certain chance that the Hualong clan can inherit the real dragon bloodline and practice it.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there were a large number of such true spiritual families, but with the gradual loss and weakening of the blood, the true spiritual family has also declined day by day. At present, there are three or five true spiritual families with combined monks.

"Is this man's strange origin to be the descendants of those declining branches of the Zhenling family? Humph, the real dragon bloodline obtained the day after tomorrow must also be taken away! If you suck up this person's blood, it may be another creation!" In Elder Ye's kind and kind eyes, a strange smile flashed quietly.

After seeing the virtual shape of the ice dragon sacrificed by Zhao Di, several other people of the Hualong clan subconsciously looked at a square-faced young monk in the early stage of the combination. This person is Ye Xuan, the rising beauty of the Hualong clan. Among the monks in the combination period, only this person can sacrifice the real dragon virtual shape The remaining elders of the dragon clan sacrificed the virtual form are all kinds of dragons and other real dragon descendants, and they can't sacrifice the five-clawed real dragon virtual form.

Ye Xuan himself was also stunned. At the same time, he was surprised and secretly felt ashamed.

As the person with the highest cultivation and the strongest real dragon blood in the younger generation of the dragon clan, he is placed in great hopes and expectations by the clan, but now he has found that an outsider can also sacrifice the real dragon's virtual form, and his essence seems to be better than himself!

And several demons of the Jiaomu Jiao clan were also slightly shocked. As the bodies of the monsters of the real dragon, they know the strong meaning of the real dragon's bloodline, which means that the magic power and qualifications are excellent. Whether it is strength or the speed of cultivation, they will be extremely outstanding! Seeing a monk of a human race in Zhaodi, he can exude such a pure real dragon atmosphere, which is inevitably envious and jealous.

Zhao Di only glanced at the people around him, and then roughly understood the impact of the five-clawed ice dragon he sacrificed on these people and the monks of the two demons. At the same time, he couldn't help sighing.

Before entering this dragon space, Ye Haolong and Mo Youzi broke Zhao Di's real dragon blood in public. It must have been a similar situation. In this way, Zhao Di can only try his best to cooperate with some arrangements of the spirit clan. Otherwise, with Zhao Di's cautious and consistent style, he will certainly not easily expose his pure true dragon bloodline.

"Done, Taoist friends, please cast the spell now. I can't support it for too long." Zhao Di said with a smile.

When the elder of the dragon clan heard the words, he temporarily put away the distracting thoughts, commanded the crowd to cast spells, and stimulated the blood of their real dragons in the form of virtual forms.

Suddenly, on the black dragon abyss, several dragon virtual shapes and two real dragon virtual shapes appeared, one from Zhao Di and the other from Ye Xuan from the Hualong clan.

As for the rest of the dragon's virtual shape, there are large and small, with different colors, but they are basically dragon heads and dragon bodies, almost the same as real dragons. Only the fifth claw is missing - that is, the rumored real dragon claw.

After the sacrifice of their own virtual forms, Zhao Di took the lead in manipulating the ice dragon's virtual form to make a dragon chant, and spewed out a pure white cold air, forming a white cloud floating over the crowd.

The rest of the monks also followed suit. They stimulated the pure true dragon breath through the virtual form and integrated it into the white cloud. Soon after, a faint translucent spiritual cloud emerged in mid-air and gradually evolved into a white dragon with a nose, eyes and complete shape.

This white dragon is condensed by the real dragon spirit of everyone, although it is not lifelike,

is vivid, but the breath is extremely strong. The white dragon wandered slowly in mid-air, and every move was related to the blood of the real dragon in everyone's [body].

"ang~" The white dragon suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a shocking dragon chant, and the sound spread thousands of miles!

The dragon's voice came into his ears, and Zhao Di only felt that a certain component in the inner bloodline was hot, and he couldn't help roaring. At the same time, the dragon scales on the surface of the body were even colder, and the virtual momentum of the ice dragon was a little stronger, but the blood of the real dragon was

The rest of the monks were the same. Suddenly, the dragon's roar kept coming out. Under the traction of the white dragon, everyone naturally stimulated the blood of their own real dragons. The shape of the white dragon was more specific after a moment.

"This ten thousand dragons really have some magic power!" Zhao Di said in his heart that he had never felt that his real dragon bloodline had been so thoroughly stimulated. Under the influence of this formation, he almost turned into a half-dragon body.

The monks of the dragon clan have long grown dragon scales, dragon claws, dragon horns, and turned into the body of a half dragon: the monks of the demon clan have turned into the body of dragons.

"Zhao Daoyou's real dragon bloodline is really good! The white dragon transformed by the real dragon's gas is much thicker than before!" The elder of the dragon clan praised, and from the tone, it seemed to be a heartfelt praise.

Then he added, "Great, let's ask Zhao Daoyou to manipulate the white dragon to explore the dragon abyss below. I'll wait for your help!" This ten thousand dragons is based on Zhao Di as the core, and naturally needs Zhao Di to manipulate it.

"Yes!" Zhao Di agreed, and with a little finger, a formula hit into the virtual shape of the ice dragon. The latter sang for a long time, turned into a cold light, and rushed into the thick clouds and fog rolling down.

The rest of the monks also cast spells according to this, manipulating their virtual forms deep into the dragon abyss.

Immediately, the white dragon was inspired by it, turned down and flew into the dragon's clouds.

At this time, under the influence of the magic array, even if someone else has not cast the spell, the virtual form can't help but involuntarily leaning down, and the mana is also constantly gushing out of itself, into the virtual form.

The white dragon flew down with the virtual shapes all the way, and soon went deep into the clouds and fog of Longyuan, disappearing in the naked eye.

Not long after, Zhao Di frowned and said, "Elder Ye, this dragon abyss is too deep to see the bottom, but I have tried my best to manipulate the real dragon spirit to continue to go deep!"

"Zhao Daoyou, Taoist friends, the white dragon is deep enough. I will hold on for a moment to continue to maintain this white dragon. Maybe it will soon lead to the heart of the real dragon!" The elder of the Hualong clan told everyone with a smile on his face.

Zhao Di and others acted according to their words and continued to stimulate the internal bloodline of the [body], allowing the white dragon to wander in the depths of the dragon abys.

After half an hour, everyone spent a lot of mana, but the Longyuan below did not make any movement!

Elder Ye frowned at this time, and like several people such as the Qiling clan, they looked quite anxious.

"Zhao Daoyou, you Taoist friends, we will go deep into the dragon abyss together, let the white dragon go further and probe into the bottom of the dragon abyss. Don't worry, Taoist friends. Ye has entered the Longyuan before, and there is no danger. What's more, when we reach the bottom of the Longyuan invisibly, we only need to go halfway!" Elder Ye said his command again, which also made people unable to refuse.

"This Elder Ye is really doing his best! Is it all for the spirit clan? Zhao Di was slightly surprised. Although there was some vague fear in his heart, he still slowly went down as he said.

Everyone immediately followed and kept the formation undisturbed.

Deep into the clouds, the aura of heaven and earth seems to have weakened, but there is more gloomy atmosphere, giving people a feeling of death.

"It seems to be yin qi." Zhao Di analyzed, "Is it possible that a real dragon was buried here, so a lot of yin qi was formed?" If so, there is a special name for the yin qi that melts after the death of the real spirit, which is called Jiuyin Qi. For high-level ghost cultivation, it is a very rare cultivation treasure.

Rumor has it that yin qi can be divided into nine grades, and Jiuyin qi is the highest quality.

But if Youlan was not around, Zhao Di could not be sure of his own speculation, and it was even more difficult to pull out these yin qi from the clouds around him.

After flying down for half an hour, Zhao Di and others have reached the depths of the dragon abys, and the white dragon transformed by the spirit of the real dragon has reached the bottom of the dragon abyss.

Everyone stopped here and manipulated the white dragon to wander at the bottom of the dragon abyss, but still could not feel any change.

It seems that there is a feeling of looking for a needle in a haystack, but no one knows how the real dragon's heart has changed. There is no way to find it. There is no better way to attract it out with the spirit of a real dragon.

"Elder Ye, what should I do next?" The great spirit king of the spirit clan who followed the crowd couldn't help looking a little disappointed when he saw that there was no movement for a long time.

"I have nothing to do! Is the true dragon heart really not here? Elder Ye frowned. Under the traction of this ten thousand dragons, everyone's real dragon bloodline has been stimulated. In his opinion, he has tried his best!

When the sword spirit king heard the words, he cast a meaningful look at Zhao Di.