"Real dragon?" The shaking voice rolled toward Xiao Bai with overwhelming pressure.
"I am a real dragon! Who are you?" Although Xiaobai was frightened under that terrifying aura, the ferocity on his lips never disappoints anyone.
"What am I?" Its voice was confused and angry.
"I'm just a pathetic experimental subject, but I've been trapped here for ten thousand years!" Its voice was a bit sad, and its huge body flew out of the blood pool.
"Blood python? No, blood dragon?" Xiao Bai looked at the huge figure that could no longer be described in feet, and fell completely into a daze.
The opponent's body that had previously stuck out of the blood pool to block the Ten Kings' attack was dozens of feet tall, but it was also dozens of feet wide horizontally, making it look like a rectangular wall.
But when it exposed its entire body, the blood in the blood pool dropped several feet! Although the blood python that was fighting before was called a python, Xiao Bai knew that the other party had turned into a dragon, so he could fight against the Eighteen Kings alone and possess such terrifying combat power.
And now the body of this blood dragon is already a thousand feet long, several times larger than the holy walking corpse. In front of it, Xiaobai's body that was a hundred feet long was like a child that hadn't grown up yet.
"Haha, it seems that you have also taken this step. Your life is better than mine!"
"A python turns into a dragon, and a dragon turns into a dragon. If you can't take one step forward, you will be trapped in the shackles of heaven and earth and it will be difficult to move forward." Xiaobai didn't know the other party's intention, but he still agreed: "Every step of transformation is to break through the bloodline. The shackles of the world, only the bloodline breaks through first, can it be possible to break through the peak again after reaching the peak! The blood dragon nodded: "Your understanding is very good, but I am stuck on the last step of transforming into a dragon, so that it has been more than ten thousand years. He failed to take the last step, but instead the body became old and needed the vitality of the blood pool to sleep and survive. "The blood dragon doesn't have the arrogance of a strong man, just like an old man in his twilight years, but it is such a plain feeling that makes Xiao Bai even more uneasy.
"Senior Blood Dragon, do you know how to leave here?" Of course Xiaobai didn't dare to ask about the Blood Lotus or chance, so he could only retreat and ask how to leave.
The blood dragon looked down at Xiaobai and no longer hid his inner desires and said: "Help me complete my transformation and step into the legendary holy steps. I can naturally break the secret realm and leave!" Xiaobai was stunned, and the two brothers Guo Qihang and Guo Qifei even said directly Numb, only Yiran finally figured everything out.
In the story of Su Changan, the strong men of that era carried out the
The plan of "making a saint". But until Su Changan's death, he did not see the results of this plan. Therefore, both Su Changan and Yiran thought that this plan had not succeeded, but Yiran's current experience showed a fact.
The plan to create a saint may not have been successful, but it was not ineffective. Whether it is a holy walking corpse or a blood python that has not yet succeeded in transforming into a dragon, they are all products of that era.
The holy walking zombies are very strong, and the peak emperor blood python in front of them is even stronger, but as far as the saint-making plan is concerned, they are just defective products that failed!
Yi Ran thought of a lot at this moment. He thought that the outermost beasts had spiritual level combat power because of the nourishment of blood. He thought that the walking corpses and blood pythons were immortal because of blood.
Yiran was even convinced that the blood python and the holy walking zombie had the same weakness and were completely unable to withstand the erosion of the power of time.
But Yiran was helpless because he could no longer exert such a powerful power of time! While Yi Ran was thinking, the conversation between Xiao Bai and Xue Jiao continued.
"Senior Blood Dragon, I wonder how I can help you?" Xiao Bai looked very respectful, but the power of blood could not show any effect at this moment.
The blood dragon stared at Xiao Bai and said without any euphemism: "Sacrifice all the essence of your flesh and blood to me, and release your three companions when I step onto the holy steps!" Xiao Bai didn't know how to answer. He was stunned there for a while.
So Yiran walked out openly and said: "Senior Blood Dragon, this pool of emperor's essence and blood cannot help you transform into a dragon, so how can a true dragon at the early stage of king level help you take the final step?" ?”
"It has been with me since it was a child. I helped it transform from a snake to a dragon step by step, and then from a dragon to a dragon."
"I can teach you the skills suitable for your practice, but I also hope that you can agree to this junior's request." The blood dragon turned his eyes to Yiran, with a suspicious look in his eyes: "There are still things in this world that I can practice. Kung Fu? This is a strange thing to say!"
"It's just that you have to think about the consequences of cheating on me!"
"Also, let's talk about your request first." As soon as Xiaobai heard Yiran speak, he knew that he was talking nonsense. After he took a breath, he still looked at Yiran anxiously, not knowing what he was talking about. What plan.
Now that the saint's catastrophe has not yet arrived, if an uncontrollable saint-level blood dragon appears first, it may be a huge disaster in itself.
It just doesn't want to think too much about things that require thinking, so it can just leave everything to Yi Ran. Yiran looked at the blood dragon with neither humility nor arrogance and said: "Junior and Xiaobai are both seriously injured, so they want to exchange their skills for the opportunity to use the vitality of the blood pool to recover from their injuries."
"And my two companions, their realms are low, please allow them to practice here!" The blood dragon stared at Yiran's eyes, rushing towards him with imperial power. It is the peak emperor alive, even if It is impossible to get out of the secret realm and it is definitely not something ordinary people can look up to.
"You teach me the skills first. If the skills are feasible, I will allow you to enter the blood pool to practice!" Without any intrigue, Yiran directly passed the first four levels of the Proud Dragon Art to the blood dragon.
After practicing the Proud Dragon Art, the blood dragon immediately found that the power in its body began to become pure, and when the bottleneck of the natural chasm showed signs of loosening, it ignored Yiran and others and directly submerged into the blood pool to start practicing.
Upon seeing this, Yiran and others immediately came to the top of the blood pool and used the endless vitality in the emperor's essence and blood to restore their injuries and improve their own vitality.
Xiaobai was extremely confused and asked Yiran via soul transmission: "Have you made any plans when you passed the Proud Dragon Art to that old guy? What if it really transforms into a dragon and successfully breaks through to the holy level?" It can be done." Yiran solemnly replied: "If it cannot survive the thunder tribulation, it will not be able to transform into a dragon. If it cannot transform into a dragon, it will not be able to step into the holy level, and it will not have the opportunity to cause trouble to the world!" Xiaobai was still confused, He asked stubbornly: "How do you know that it can't survive the thunder tribulation! I don't dare to move under its momentum. Its strength has definitely reached the limit of the imperial level!" Yiran replied calmly: "Because there is no such thing in the secret realm. There can be no natural calamity in the sky." Xiaobai looked up at the foggy and chaotic sky, and understood what Yiran meant.
So without any hesitation, several people immediately began to condense their blood energy and began to recover from their injuries and improve their own foundation.
...A month passed in the blink of an eye. The vitality that Guo Qihang and Guo Qifei could bear had already reached the limit, and their realms had reached the late and middle spiritual stages respectively.
And their originally weak foundation has been firmly strengthened by the vitality of the emperor's blood, and there will be absolutely no problems in practicing all the way to the king level.
Yiran and Xiaobai's gains were even greater. Yiran's riddled body needs to be slowly repaired with his own essence and blood, but the condensation of essence and blood is extremely time-consuming and laborious.
But nourished by the endless royal blood, Yiran was able to condense blood essence at a terrifying speed, recovering 90% of his injuries in just one month.
As for the remaining injuries, they were no longer enough to affect Yiran's full physical attack. But Xiaobai is the one who has gained the most. The two dragon beads have been restored to their original state under the nourishment of the Proud Dragon Art and the endless vitality, and his realm has taken a step forward and is about to enter the middle stage of the king level.
Even if Xiaobai breaks through to the middle stage of King level, it will definitely not be enough to fight against the blood dragon at the limit of King level. But for them, every improvement in their cultivation means one more chance of survival. But just when Xiaobai was about to break through, he was interrupted by Yiran: "The time has come to fight back!" Xiaobai heard this. He responded with some confusion: "How to fight back?"
"..." After Yiran's explanation, Xiaobai flew straight to the sky without hesitation. It spit out the dragon ball it had obtained, and used it to condense blood and refining vitality and continuously inject it into its body.
In just a moment, Xiao Bai's aura had become stronger by several percent, showing signs of a breakthrough.
This scene immediately attracted the blood dragon's attention. As the blood pool surged, the blood dragon stuck out his head and looked toward the sky.
With just one glance, it is difficult to take its eyes away from the dragon ball. It can feel the power contained in the dragon ball, which makes it feel longing for it.
"What is that?" the blood dragon asked, greed already showing in his voice. Yiran also looked at the sky and said: "That is the dragon ball. It can be said to be the symbol of the true dragon. It is also the essence of the true dragon. It can use it to exert its powerful combat power." Yiran seemed to realize it in hindsight. The voice that was still somewhat proud became softer and softer.
The blood dragon looked at Yiran meaningfully, then rushed out of the blood pool and pounced on the dragon ball in front of Xiaobai.
"Give the dragon ball to me. It can help me break through as soon as possible, and it can also help you leave earlier!" As soon as the blood dragon pounced on him, Xiaobai felt endless pressure sweeping over him, making him almost collapse. .
But it still gritted its teeth and roared: "Senior Blood Dragon, as long as you use the Proud Dragon Technique to break through the dragon transformation, you can also condense the dragon beads, so why bother me like this!" Xiaobai's voice on the verge of collapse made the blood dragon even more excited. It got up, opened its mouth and swallowed the dragon ball. At the same time, it said: "Your life and death are all in my mind. Now I just want you a dragon ball. Why do you still want to fall out with me?" Xiaobai looked at it. Looking at the dragon ball swallowed by the blood dragon, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then he roared: "Seizing me of my Dao Fruit is a life-and-death revenge!" After saying that, Xiaobai became fierce and controlled the dragon ball that was swallowed by the blood dragon. It exploded directly.
"Crack, bang, bang!" A roar sounded, and the blood dragon's huge body also fell from the sky under the explosion.
Xiaobai, on the other hand, endured the heartbreaking pain, controlled the dragon's power that diffused from the broken dragon ball, and exerted the suppressive power of his blood to the extreme.
At the same time, Yiran, who was holding a red fruit in his hand, also stepped forward, stretched out his hand to the blood dragon and shouted: "Reincarnation!"
