The second stage of the Burning Blood Art still has about two minutes of effect. If Yang Ming doesn't want to suffer backlash, he must end the battle within two minutes. But these two elders have now shown their true strength. With Yang Ming's strength It's a bit difficult to defeat him...
Yang Ming glanced at Zhu Jia who was not far away, and saw that she was hesitant to speak. He made up his mind and surrendered after two minutes. Zhu Jia would definitely not die without saving her.
"Little Lianbao, can you help me condense my blood energy?" Yang Ming hurriedly asked in his heart.
"You underestimate me too much. It doesn't take much effort to gather blood, but do you want to activate the power of the dragon?" Xiao Lianbao's voice sounded in Yang Ming's heart.
"Well, help me." Yang Ming replied in a deep voice.
"Okay, but your current physical body is still a bit reluctant to accept the double improvement. If you can't bear it, remember to remind me." Xiao Lianbao did not refuse, but told Yang Ming the pros and cons.
"The blood energy is condensed, the power of the dragon is unleashed!"
After Yang Ming recited a sentence silently in his heart, the blood in his body began to boil. The second level of Burning Blood Art increased to the strength of the early stage of Chaos Realm. With the blessing of dragon power, it climbed again, breaking through the limit of the middle stage of Chaos Realm in one fell swoop.
"Hiss! Huh...it hurts!"
Yang Ming only felt that his body was tearing under his clothes. This was the feeling of being on the verge of collapse, but it also made him know where the limits of his body were. The double improvement of Dragon Power and Blood Burning Technique had improved him by two hours. realm.
The flesh is constantly torn, and then restored by the powerful self-healing force. The continuous back and forth forms a delicate balance, but this balance can easily be broken, such as being hit hard. Therefore, Yang Ming must remove one of the effects before collapse, otherwise it will cause irreparable injuries.
After the second elder felt the violent energy on Yang Ming's body, his face trembled slightly. He could never have imagined that the man in front of him was only a half-step chaotic spiritual warrior a minute ago.
"You are trying to be mysterious. Even if you have a secret method that can improve your strength, I believe you can't improve it for too long. If you want to use a secret method to defeat me, stop dreaming!" the second elder said disdainfully.
Yang Ming did not panic because the other party saw through the situation. Although there was severe pain in every part of his body, it also brought endless power. He was fascinated by this power.
"There's so much nonsense, watch your moves!"
Yang Ming let out a low roar, and suddenly punched out his free left fist. The space where the fist passed continued to shatter, forming a spatial crack that continued to destroy the surrounding tangible objects.
The second elder put away his contemptuous gaze and raised the flaming sword in his hand very solemnly. His lips moved slightly, and the flames on the sword were extinguished instantly, revealing the dark red blade, while his body was bursting with hot flames at the same time.
"clang!"
The fist and the sword collided fiercely, making a harsh sound. The powerful and violent force exploded violently at the junction of the fist and the sword. Yang Ming's strong figure actually retreated several steps under this blow. The purple-gold light on his left arm has dimmed a bit.
Wow.
This scene was naturally seen by everyone who was paying attention to the battlefield. Immediately, some people burst out in alarm. Apparently they did not expect that this half-step chaotic boy could survive the fight with the second elder. Come over.
Zhu Jia, who was watching the battle from the side, her expression changed slightly because of this scene. She did not expect Yang Ming to be able to do this to such an extent, and she was grateful that she had not completely offended the other party before. Offending a genius who can fight against the middle stage of Chaos Realm in half a step of Chaos, plus the fact that he has divine objects of heaven and earth in his hands, is not a wise move for the White Demon Family, which is currently in a precarious situation.
"We can't let Yang Ming get hurt." As soon as this thought came to Zhu Jia's mind, the second elder used his killing move.
"Die, Seven Kills and Destruction Slash!" the second elder shouted, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed it down at Yang Ming. The space was cut by the flaming sword, forming a huge gap that could not be recovered for a long time.
When Zhu Jia reacted, it was too late to stop her. This was the second elder's signature skill. Even she couldn't take it without injury. She never expected that the second elder would use this move against Yang Ming.
Yang Ming felt the second elder opposite burst out with strong murderous intent. This kind of murderous intent had never been seen before. This sudden change caught him off guard, and he had to find a way to solve this fatal crisis.
The energy light blade was very fast and did not give Yang Ming much time to react. Just when the latter thought it was inevitable to escape, the space suddenly solidified. To be precise, time stopped and the energy light blade could not move forward even an inch.
"Crack, click, click!"
A rickety figure appeared in front of Yang Ming. She stretched out a palm like a dead tree and waved lightly at the huge light blade. The light blade shattered, and the second elder's thoughts on the light blade followed. The impact.
"Pfft!" The second elder spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.
Tick!
The time stopped and the passage of time resumed. The people watching the battle only felt their eyes flash, and saw the light blade disappear, replaced by the sluggish second elder and the rickety figure, as well as the stunned Yang Ming.
"High Priest?" The elders around recognized this rickety figure as the High Priest of their White Demon family, and they all knelt down. No one paid attention to the fallen second elder.
"You guys take the second elder for treatment. Zhu Jia and this little brother come with me." The high priest's voice was not loud, it could even be described as weak, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
In a flash of light and shadow, Zhu Jia and Yang Ming disappeared together with the high priest...
"Cough cough cough..." A constant coughing sound came from a quiet thatched house.
If you take a closer look, you will find that this is not an ordinary thatched house, but a house made of various spiritual grasses and spiritual woods. Its value can no longer be measured in money.
"High Priest..." Zhu Jia was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"Ahem... I know what you want to say. I am aware of my injuries. If I can take action, it means I won't die. Don't worry, ahem..." The high priest was panting and his face was very ugly.
Zhu Jia quickly sent her spiritual power to calm her down, and the other party's face looked better, but her breath was still very weak.
Yang Ming looked at the old man in front of him carefully. It was this old man who took action when he fought with the second elder before. It was hard to imagine that she was so weak and could resolve the fatal move and save him.
The high priest looked at Yang Ming who was silent and felt a little complicated. Then he slowly said, "Are you from the Dragon Clan?"
Yang Ming was shocked. He had never told Zhu Jia about the situation of the Dragon Clan. He had never exposed the Dragon Clan's abilities after entering Satellite 13. Even during the battle, he used secret methods to cover up the Dragon Clan's bloodline. No. Knowing why this high priest still knows his origin.
"Are you from the Dragon Clan?" After Zhu Jia heard the words of the high priest, his eyes immediately changed, becoming alert and filled with hatred.
Yang Ming knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded and admitted his identity.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were from the Dragon Clan?" Zhu Jia shouted angrily.
"You didn't ask me, and you brought me back by force. Now you're questioning me?" Yang Ming said helplessly.
"I..." Zhu Jia was rendered speechless by Yang Ming's words. She was indeed the one who brought Yang Ming back, but at that time she thought that Yang Ming was just a lucky spiritual warrior.
"Zhu Jia, don't worry too much. The conflict between the dragon clan and our Yakuma clan is not something we can decide. No one wanted what happened back then." The high priest said calmly, in sharp contrast to Zhu Jia's attitude.
"Senior, I don't know what happened between the Dragon Clan and you, can you tell me?" Yang Ming asked sincerely.
"It's been too long, and I only learned about some of the events back then from ancient books. Since you asked about it, I'll tell you about it." The high priest asked Yang Ming to sit across from her.
A long time ago, although the relationship between the dragon tribe and the Yakuma tribe was not very good, it did not reach the level of deep hatred. Just when the people of the two tribes thought that the relationship would continue like this, a young dragon tribe broke the peace.
This dragon boy fell in love with the princess of the Yakuma clan and took her away. This was unacceptable to the Yakuma clan who valued blood relations, so they asked the dragon clan for their princess and to hand over the dragon boy.
At first, the Dragon Clan actively cooperated with the Yakuma Clan, because snatching away their princess was not a glorious thing in itself. If it continued, it would have a lot of impact on the Dragon Clan's reputation.
But when the dragon boy was found, Princess Yakuma was already pregnant with the fetus. The pregnancy rate of the dragon clan is notoriously low, which led people here to suspect that the fetus was not that of the dragon boy, but the Yakuma clan. A method used to slander the Dragon Clan.
When the Yakuma clan learned about this, they did not acknowledge the Dragon clan's statement. They firmly believed that the Dragon clan boy had ruined their princess' innocence.
Therefore, the two tribes fought when they thought they were right. In the end, the hatred turned into a war, affecting innocent tribesmen.
The boy and the princess became victims in the war between the two clans, and no one knew the truth until their death.
Yang Ming fell into deep thought after hearing the story told by the high priest. He did not believe that the relationship between the two races would deteriorate to this extent because of such a misunderstanding, but the fact did happen. This can explain why Zhu Jia treats Yang It was obvious that he was a member of the Dragon Clan and was so resistant.
"Zhu Jia, don't be so excited. It's all over." The high priest patted Zhu Jia's hand and comforted him.
"How could I not be excited? If it hadn't been for this, my grandmother would not have been charged with betraying the race until her death, and my family would not have been left out and hated!" Zhu Jia shouted excitedly.
