Ning Chen stood there with a calm expression. The power of the blood dragon did not make him feel any discomfort, but the strong smell of blood made him frown slightly.
With his current powerful spiritual consciousness, even the might of a true dragon can be resisted, let alone the little bit of dragon power that the true dragon has left in the world.
The blood dragon showed a ferocious look and moved very fast, quickly reaching the top of Ning Chen's head.
The dragon opened its mouth, let out a roar that almost broke his ears, and swallowed Ning Chen!
Ning Chen made a fist with his right hand and squeezed it tightly. The perfect combat power of the fourth level of the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique gave him instant huge power.
Without hesitation, he punched out directly!
A muffled sound was heard, and before the Blood Dragon's mouth fell on Ning Chen's head, his punch had already landed on the Blood Dragon's head.
Under the figure of the soaring blood dragon, Ning Chen was as tiny as an ant.
His fist fell on the head of the blood dragon, like an insignificant drop of water falling on the rivers, lakes and seas.
But with such a strong difference, under the power of Ning Chen's punch, the blood dragon immediately flew backwards!
"Roar!"
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Moreover, half of the blood dragon's head was smashed into pieces, and a large amount of dragon blood spilled on the ground, as if it roared strongly under severe pain.
The phantom of the dragon head in the distance has been controlling the blood dragon. Seeing this scene, the dragon's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, showing a look of fear.
Ning Chen's move made him realize that the tiny human monk in front of him was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"This is the power of the flesh!"
He was afraid and couldn't help blurting out.
"And this person's physical training method is quite powerful!"
The dragon head phantom is indeed the remnant soul of a real dragon, and its vision is indeed top-notch.
Not only did he immediately see that Ning Chen was cultivating his physical body at the same time, but he also saw the extraordinary features of the Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique.
"Senior, what if he cultivates his physical body at the same time? Are you still afraid of him as a human monk despite your majestic true dragon incarnation?"
Bai Long watched Ning Chen display his power and was secretly frightened.
In the past, I just heard that Ning Chen had killed a cultivator at the ninth level of divine transformation, and I felt that he was very powerful.
Now that he had truly seen Ning Chen's amazing cultivation, he finally understood the gap between himself and Ning Chen.
While I was glad that Ning Chen had not been caught by the outside world, my fear became even stronger.
At this time, he rolled his eyes and started to praise the dragon head phantom. A creature transformed from the remnant soul of a real dragon was forcibly said to be the incarnation of a real dragon by him without any blush.
After hearing Bai Long's words, the dragon's head phantom quickly disappeared from the trace of fear in its eyes.
There are actually human monks showing off their physical cultivation in front of the Dragon Clan?
You must be impatient to live!
Who doesn’t know that dragons are mythical beasts known for their physical power?
And they are still the top batch!
The power of the dragon clan cannot be insulted!
In this place, he has his own confidence, and the huge blood pool is the source of his strength.
As long as the blood pool does not dry up, the blood dragon can continue to condense.
Could this human monk be able to guard such a huge spiritual sea? With a steady supply of spiritual power, aren't you afraid of it being consumed?
The dragon head phantom is in the secret realm of dragon slaying, so it has a natural advantage in fighting.
With a decision in his heart, the killing intent in the phantom of the dragon's head became even stronger.
The blood pool kept rolling, and there was a steady stream of blood essence, which converged on the blood dragon from the blood pool.
The blood dragon, which had just had half of its head smashed by Ning Chen's punch, regrouped in the blink of an eye, and its aura returned to its peak state.
The corners of Ning Chen's eyes moved, and his face looked a little ugly.
He also saw the support of the dragon head's phantom. In this dragon-slaying secret realm, he was indeed in a passive position.
The sword light flashed in his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.
The blood dragon did not hesitate and charged towards Ning Chen again.
Three Jietian Swords!
A cold light flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, he directly passed Jie Tian's first and second moves, and used the most powerful third Jie Tian sword.
Compared with the first and second swords, the power of this third sword of Jietian has suddenly increased by more than one level.
At this moment, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword was suspended in mid-air, and at the same time, a layer of sword light quickly enveloped the sword body. In the blink of an eye, the sword light became a hundred feet in size.
Ning Chen put his fingers together and pointed his sword forward, faintly controlling the huge sword light shrouded outside the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
"cut!"
Ning Chen whispered a word in his mouth, and the sword light met the roaring blood dragon and killed it.
boom!
A huge sound was heard, and the sword light and the blood dragon collided directly, making a rumbling sound.
At this time, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the blood dragon also exuded overwhelming blood energy.
In this fierce confrontation, it was seen that the entire body of the blood dragon was almost broken, looking very miserable, and the sword light from the Xuanyuan Divine Sword also dissipated.
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Ning Chen's face turned slightly pale. The three swords of Jie Tian were extremely powerful, but the consumption was equally astonishing. Even with his current level of cultivation, he could not use more swords.
Bailong's eyes widened and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
Is this Ning Chen's strength?
There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Ning Chen.
Seeing this, the dragon-headed figure's face became even more ugly. Ning Chen broke his attack twice in a row, and he became completely angry.
He looked up to the sky and roared, and the blood pool suddenly surged!
There was originally one stream of blood flowing towards the blood dragon, but it suddenly turned into four streams, and was injected into the broken dragon body at the same time.
Ning Chen's pupils shrank and he looked at the bottomless pool of blood, feeling something bad.
This dragon head phantom must be stopped, otherwise even if it is not killed by this blood dragon, it will be exhausted.
His eyes flashed, and a gray pebble suddenly condensed into the void.
The dragon-headed shadow didn't notice this obscure scene. With a thought in Ning Chen's mind, the stone flew out and sank directly into the head of the dragon-headed shadow, directly destroying his sea of consciousness.
The pool of blood was originally surging, but when the pebbles entered the interior of the dragon-headed shadow, the dragon-headed shadow immediately let out a shrill scream.
Under the pain, he could no longer maintain the cohesion of the blood dragon, and the blood dragon dripped blood downwards.
Soon, the entire blood dragon disappeared into the void, completely submerged into the blood pool and disappeared.
Zhu Yan didn't react at the beginning and kept floating in the blood pool. He was fed many mouthfuls of blood from the blood pool.
At this time, the blood pool calmed down. He rolled and crawled out of the blood pool and climbed to the shore!
