Bai Long originally wanted to say the word "fall", but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, for fear of angering the shadow in front of him.
He had already sensed that although the dragon head was just a shadow, the faint pressure coming from the shadow was real.
This person possesses the strength of the peak realm of becoming a god, and is not a being that he can provoke.
"That's not even true..."
Hearing Bai Long's question, the shadowy dragon's eyes showed a trace of vicissitudes of life again, and sighed.
Bailong was a little messy again.
Why is it not again?
It's unclear.
Xuying looked at Bailong's puzzled look and whispered: "I am the remnant soul of the real dragon that died many years ago. I have been in this secret realm for a long time, and I have gained some cultivation."
Xuying was also quite honest with Bailong and took good care of this young dragon clan member.
"I see, senior, why don't you come out of this secret realm? With your cultivation level, you are not the one who dominates the entire Xiaonan Tianjie in the outside world."
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Bailong's dragon eyes flickered again, and he had a new idea. With this person's cultivation level, if he cheated him out, he would definitely be able to fight against Ning Chen!
When the time comes, he hugs this person's thigh, why are he afraid of Ning Chen's pursuit?
At that time, they can even go after Ning Chen directly!
"I was born based on the fallen body of a real dragon. I cannot leave the place beyond the body of a real dragon, otherwise I will dissipate soon."
After hearing Bai Long's words, Xuying smiled bitterly and said helplessly.
"So this is ah."
Bailong looked disappointed, his plan failed, and he was unwilling to do so.
Is there no other way to be bullied by Ning Chen like this?
Can we only hide in this secret realm?
"A human monk came into the secret realm, but did he come in with you?" At this moment, Longtou obviously saw Bailong's disappointment and asked suddenly.
Bailong looked embarrassed and said: "He should have come in with the junior, but he came to hunt down the junior."
He had already guessed that Ning Chen was also chasing after him.
"Hahaha...that's it."
After hearing Bailong's words, Longtou suddenly laughed.
"Over the years, many dragons have come to this secret realm, but none of them can make me appreciate... This person is not bad at all. He finally sent me a dragon who looked quite pleasing to the eye. people."
Longtou looked at Bailong for a few times and showed a look of relief.
White Dragon can become the overlord of that sea area, both in terms of talent and ability, it is quite outstanding.
Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met Ning Chen.
Only then did he suffer a setback.
"To be honest, I don't have anything to give you. This is the place where my predecessor died. Unfortunately, the war back then was too fierce. Many of the original essence and blood, as well as dragon magic weapons, were scattered throughout the spiritual world... ...In the end, dragging the broken dragon body, even though it came to the lower realm, it only ended up with death."
"However, the remains of the true dragon are still preserved. Every few hundred years, a drop of true dragon's blood will be produced. If not used in time, it will dissipate in this secret realm and feed back the entire secret realm." The phantom of the dragon head. He said to Bailong with a smile.
hiss!
Upon hearing this, Bai Long suddenly took a breath of air and showed a look of ecstasy.
Compared with the blood essence of ordinary dragons like them, the blood of a true dragon is simply as high as heaven and earth.
With his current level of cultivation at the first level of divine transformation, I am afraid that with the stimulation of a drop of true dragon's blood, he will soon break through to at least the second level of divine transformation, right?
It can also purify his bloodline and change his roots.
Why do dragons practice?
Isn't it just to one day completely purify the dragon blood in the body and become the legendary illusory true dragon body?
"Senior...you really want to give me this drop of true dragon's blood? Why don't you use it yourself?"
Bai Long couldn't believe his ears. Such a huge opportunity was in front of him, which made him feel extremely happy and had an unreal feeling.
At the same time, he was also a little confused.
"My current cultivation level in Xiaonan Tianjie has reached its peak. If I continue to refine the blood of the true dragon, even if I hide in the secret realm, I will be punished by thunder and calamity. Under the thunder and calamity, my remaining soul will be destroyed." It can’t be saved either, so I’ll leave it to you…”
After saying that, two golden lights shot out from the dragon head's eyes.
Suddenly, there were strong earthquakes in the valley, shaking and unable to stop.
In a crack in the valley, golden light shined brightly, and a unique dragon power slowly emerged from the crack, releasing powerful spiritual power and bloodline power.
Bai Long looked excitedly at the place where the golden light was emitting. A drop of golden blood the size of a bowl rose up in the crack. In Bai Long's shocked eyes, it reached his body in a flash.
Bailong immediately closed his eyes tightly, showing a look of pain.
The dragon's head shot out a golden light, covering Bailong's body.
"Junior, let's absorb this true dragon's blood!" Dragon Head muttered to himself and slowly disappeared.
At the same time, the vision in the valley disappeared, and Bailong also closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, and the valley returned to its former silence.
On the other side, Ning Chen quickly arrived at the mist.
He concentrated for a moment and showed a thoughtful look.
"It is said that this place is the place where the true dragon fell. So where is this place where the mist comes from? Why is the aura so strange?"
In his perception, the mist was very unusual, and the aura emanating from the mist-shrouded place was even more inexplicably unfamiliar.
However, I didn't feel any serious crisis.
After a brief hesitation, Ning Chen slowly walked into the mist.
And the moment Ning Chen stepped into the fog, a gloomy laughter came from a rough stone room a hundred meters deep underground where the fog shrouded it.
In the dark stone chamber, two green lights could be vaguely seen flickering.
This strange shadow is looming in the green light, and the laughter is from him. This shadow is a rare type of ghost cultivator in the world of immortality. This should be the death of a monk in the transformation stage. It was slowly formed over hundreds of thousands of years.
"After so many years... finally another monk came in."
"Jie, Jie, Jie... Ao Rong, wait until I absorb all this monk's essence and blood, and let's see how powerful you can be. By then, the true dragon's blood will also be mine!"
After the ghastly laughter, the man exuded strong murderous intent and made bursts of terrifying and strange laughter.
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After entering the mist, Ning Chen felt cold all over and was slightly shocked.
The cold air here is really shocking. With his physical cultivation of the fourth level of the Nine-turn Golden Body Technique, he can still feel the chills.
Zhu Yan shivered and woke up from his deep sleep.
"It's so cold, so cold...what the hell is this place?"
He kept yelling and jumping on Ning Chen's shoulders. A pair of curious monkey eyes opened and he looked around with doubts.
