"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I think you seem to have forgotten one thing, I don't care if it's alive or dead. ”

Jiang Ling said with a smile to Xuan Ming, who threw away.

After speaking, Jiang Ling slammed a punch into his chest, and the power of the copper coffin entered his body along this punch, repairing the broken heart.

"Impossible, how can the bronze coffin be more against the sky than me! I am an ancestral witch! The body is invincible!" Xuan Ming was frustrated in Jiangling, his spirit was a little wrong, and he shouted vigorously.

"Ancestral Dragon!"

Xuan Ming roared furiously, and the light on his body flickered, illuminating half of the sky.

"Ang~"

A moment later, the light converged, and a huge cyan dragon appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Will you also transform?" Jiang Ling raised his brows slightly, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Don't look at Jiangling's relaxed performance, in fact, Jiangling's consumption is very large, and it's almost out of strength, which is as powerful as Xuanming, yard!

Gangneung sacrificed the bronze coffin with great difficulty and blocked it in front of the dragon, but was slapped away by the dragon's paws.

It's not the garbage of the copper coffin, but that Gangneung really doesn't have the strength to instill it into it, and it can't stimulate the power of the copper coffin.

"Aang!"

The hideous-looking divine dragon roared in Gangneung's ear, and he was about to smash Gangneung to pieces with a flick of his tail.

Jiang Ling fought his spirit and prepared to use the bronze coffin to repel Xuan Ming, and at this moment, several powerful breaths floated from afar.

"Shameless, finally appeared. ”

There was a low shout from the end of the sky, and then a cyan three-foot green peak crossed the void and reached Gangneung in an instant.

", there are still people in ambush to kill me?" Facing the powerful flying sword, Jiang Ling was short of breath and a little panicked in his heart.

I have to say that the timing of the opponent's shot was too good, and Gangneung was improving the strength of the bronze coffin, and he couldn't meet it.

The person who shot is definitely a detached person, and it is not difficult to sense this.

"Groan. ”

The Qingfeng sword shook in front of Jiang Ling, suddenly turned around, and with a sword roar to the sky, it stabbed into the forehead of the cyan divine dragon, and the whole sword pierced deeply, only revealing the hilt.

"Aang!"

A roar of pain resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Demon, kill my apprentice, and dare to appear in the world?"

Several figures appeared in the distance.

Another majestic voice came from the crowd.

"I'm rubbing, isn't it me?" Jiang Ling looked in amazement at the dragon rolling in pain in the distance.

Don't look at Xuan Ming rolling in pain in the air, in fact, it is just pain, and that sword does not hurt him much, at most it is a flesh wound.

"Who, who!"

The ancestral dragon, which was tens of thousands of meters long, opened its mouth and spoke the ancient language.

"Xuan Ming, the one who was not allowed to appear in the world back then, we endured it, and now we can let the transcendent move freely, and a few of us gathered together and were about to go to the Wu Clan to find you, but as a result, hmph, you fell into the net. ”

A man in a white practice uniform stood with his hands in his hands, his feet suspended in the air by clouds.

He was dressed in an ancient style, his long black hair was tied into a bun wrapped around the back of his head, and he was pierced by a jade hairpin, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were sharp, which seemed to contain a sword world.

The man looked old, less than 30 years old, of course, just appearances. He seems to have come out of a Xianxia drama, covered in white mist.

"Huh?"

In the battle circle of the three realm masters and several transcendents of the Qiankun Sect, the old man held the chess formation and looked over in surprise.

"How did he get out?"

The remaining three transcendents of the Qiankun Sect were also puzzled.

A hideous roar was heard in the distance, and a long sword was deeply inserted into his forehead, and the long sword only exposed the hilt, and the blade part of the sword was all submerged in Xuan Ming's body.

Golden blood was constantly splattered from the wound.

When Jiang Ling saw the dripping blood, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his body, disappeared from the spot, and when he reached the bottom of the ancestral dragon, he opened his mouth and swallowed all the dripping blood.

Isn't the Pangu body refined by absorbing the essence blood of the Xuanying, if Jiangling wants to improve the bloodline, it may have to absorb some more.

But what disappointed Jiang Ling was that this time it obviously didn't work, Xuan Ming's essence blood turned around in Jiang Ling's body, and it didn't have any effect on Jiang Ling, just like ordinary blood, it was digested by Jiang Ling so simply and simply.

"?" Jiang Ling blinked as he looked at the shadow of the ancestral dragon overhead.

That's right, it's indeed the essence blood dripping from Xuan Ming's wound, but why is it not effective at all? Is it because the concentration and quality of the essence blood are not high enough? Jiang Ling hesitated, his mind moved slightly, and his body suddenly collapsed into molecules and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Xuan Ming was injured by that power, and all his attention was on him, not noticing that Gangneung rushed to his wound.

"Whew. ”

Gangneung didn't stop, and his body followed the wound into Xuanming's body.

"Majestic essence blood, brother is here!"

Looking at the dazzling golden light in front of him, Jiangling's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, this is all ancestral witch essence blood, if you can improve Jiangling's Pangu body, it would be great!

After the surprise, Jiang Ling didn't dare to delay time, and plunged into the blood and began to devour the essence blood.

The ancestral witch essence blood just now didn't work on Gangneung, probably because the amount of blood was too small, or the purity and concentration of the bloodline were not enough.

"Who are you, to have such a powerful weapon. ”

When Gangneung absorbed the essence blood of Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming roared at the powerful them.

The long sword inserted into his eyebrows had been forced out by Xuan Ming, but the wound was still bleeding.

The injury is not a big deal, the main thing is that the sword is very strong, and the sword contains a powerful special power.

After the long sword broke away from the wound, the power remaining in the wound suppressed Xuan Ming's recovery power, causing the blood in the wound to gurgle out, and it was difficult to stop in a short period of time.