Eternal Sacred King Chapter 242: Dragons


"Huh!"

The dragon sighed in the direction of the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace, and a light blue mist gushed out from the huge dragon's mouth.

The surrounding air burns instantly!

The cyan fog swept across the void, and the surrounding space has been messed up, and the light is distorted!

"Long Yan!"

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace changed color in amazement and exclaimed.

Dragon Flame is a unique talent ability of the dragon clan. After each dragon is born and grows up to a certain stage, it will naturally master this ability.

Furthermore, as the age grows, the Taoism becomes deeper and the cultivation base increases, and the power of the dragon flame will also increase, even reaching the point of burning the sky and boiling the sea!

That is the magical power in the legend.

The dragon flame in front of him, although still far from reaching the point of supernatural power, is far from what the Palace Master of Blood Raven can resist.

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace slapped the palm of his hand on the storage bag, took out a talisman, and crushed it on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace drew out a blood-colored bone staff, with a skull embedded on the top, exuding a weird and gloomy aura.

"Bloodstripe Curse!"

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace waved the bone staff, and the eye socket of the skull head at the top of the bone staff suddenly burst out with two rays of blood!

As if the skull was alive, it opened its mouth and sprayed out a green light.

Blood light and green light fuse, condense into a drop of blood.

The blood burst suddenly, and ripples appeared in the void, hitting the oncoming Long Yan.

Puff! puff! puff!

Two completely different forces encountered, collided, corroded, and fought in mid-air, sending out a series of noises, and three colors of light splashed everywhere, blazing and dazzling!

The two Su Zimo hiding in the corner of the cave, although they can't see the situation outside, they can still clearly feel the terrifying fluctuations of this power!

Not to mention Su Zimo, even the gray-robed monk of the Jindan real person, if affected by the remaining force of these two powerful beings fighting, will be killed on the spot!

Su Zimo's faces are not very good-looking, and they hold their breath and dare not make a sound.

Long Yan's power is obviously better than the Blood Vein Curse.

The two powers stood in a stalemate for a while, and Long Yan burned all the blood patterns, and instantly descended on the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace.

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace has already crushed the talisman to form a defensive barrier around the body.

Crack! Click! Click!

You know, this is the most advanced defensive talisman among the fifth-order talisman!

But still unable to withstand the erosion of Long Yan, cracks soon appeared, and they would collapse at any time.

Of course, this dragon flame is experiencing the continuous resistance and weakening of the blood pattern curse and the fifth-order talisman, and its power is drastically reduced.

"Scatter!"

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace waved the Scarlet Bone Staff again, his eyes gleaming with green light, and he gave a light rebuke.

Boom!

After the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace made three consecutive shots, Long Yan finally became invisible and dissipated in the air.

At this moment, the Shenlong swayed straight up, and his huge body was fully stretched out, exposed to the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace, exuding a trembling coercion!

Shenlong was born, and the situation changed color!

The resistance of the palace lord of the Blood Raven Palace made the Shenlong angry even more.

"This Dragon Clan taoist friend, you and I are both members of the Nine Clan. You ran into the treasure by mistake, and please be merciful." The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace turned pale and hurriedly shouted.

Hearing these words, Su Zimo, who was hiding in the corner, was shocked.

Dragons!

Could it be that the Primordial creature outside turned out to be a dragon?

Is there really a dragon in this world?

At this moment, there was an impulse in Su Zimo's heart, wanting to lift the rags to see what the dragons looked like.

However, Su Zimo held back.

When he was studying in Pingyang Town, he heard many legends about dragons.

These legends are illusory and have no basis. They are just the weird spirits that have been spread among the people.

Su Zimo has never taken it seriously.

Even before seeing the real Canglang, he didn't believe that there are immortals in this world.

Later, Su Zimo stepped into the practice and was able to worship the Misty Peak.

In the misty peak, Su Zimo has read some ancient books.

In these ancient books, there is almost no record of dragons.

Even if there is, it is only a few words, extremely vague.

A lot of ancient books can be put together to get some limited information.

Dragons are extremely terrifying creatures in the Primordial Era. They do not belong to the Monster Race, but are a unique race called the Dragon Race.

According to the legend, the dragon clan is extremely powerful. It was extremely glorious in the Primordial Era and dominated the ages!

It's just that, for some reason, the dragon clan was annihilated in the long river of years, and it has long since disappeared, becoming a legend.

For these records, Su Zimo has always been dubious.

In his opinion, since the Dragon Race has had such a dazzling and glorious civilization, it will definitely leave some traces on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

Before this, Su Zimo had never seen him before.

Until just a moment ago, Su Zimo's mind suddenly saw the huge skeleton that he had glimpsed in the sea of ​​bones, which almost penetrated the entire sea of ​​bones!

Could it be... is that a dragon skeleton?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Zimo was startled.

Su Zimo frowned, and carefully recalled the words just now, another confusion flashed in his mind: "Nine races? What are the nine races in this population?"

On the other side, the grey-robed monk heard these words, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared in an instant.

"It turned out to be a member of the nine races?"

"Bloodstripe curse, is it..."

The grey-robed monk flickered, and he guessed the identity of the palace lord of the Blood Raven Palace.

"What about the people of the nine races, let alone your impure blood, just a bastard, even if you are pure blood, if you dare to run here and eat the descendants of my dragon race, you will undoubtedly die!"

A dull and powerful voice suddenly rang out in the void, and every word fell like thunder and thunder, shocking the mind.

Huh!

The dragon wobbles its tail.

The dragon's tail covered with blue lin, like a sturdy giant whip, slammed into the palace lord of the Blood Crow with the power of destroying the sky and the earth!

"Ah!"

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace was shocked and exclaimed.

Before the dragon's tail arrived, a suffocating breath of death had already hit his face.

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a burst of blood.

After this spit of blood was spit out, the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace seemed to be much weaker, his eyes dimmed and lethargic.

With this spit of blood, even if he can survive from the tail of the dragon, he might have to rest for more than ten years if he wants to recover.

"Illness!"

The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace said a series of obscure spells~IndoMTL.com~ Waved the blood-colored bone staff and pointed forward.

Bloodlight turned into a huge skeleton, heading towards the dragon's tail to swallow and bite!

At the same time, the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace took out a large number of talismans from the storage bag and crushed them all!

In the eyes of the palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace, there was a color of flesh pain.

He collected these talisman for many years, but he didn't expect to use them all in this round.

He was frustrated in this battle!

Originally, it was just chasing and killing a small foundation building monk, without any suspense.

But for some reason, during the whole process, he was completely passive, as if being led by the nose.

After a tossing, he ran here with a ghostly enchantment. He didn't even see the other person's figure, so he put a **** pot on his back and was stared at by a dragon...


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