Ning Fuchen sighed inwardly, in fact, he couldn't really say anything, he wasn't in the environment of the people of the Burial Dragon Land clan, of course he couldn't empathize with what they thought.

"What are you bringing me here for?" After putting that topic aside, Ning Fuchen also withdrew his gaze from the spring water.

"I want you to accompany me to try this last time, if it doesn't work, then I shouldn't be able to. Teng Yun was very unwilling when he said this.

"I see, you can just give it a try. Ning Fuchen nodded, he didn't know what could help, so he could only reassure her.

After that, Tengyun took a step forward, she stood on the spring, looked at the lotus flower in front of her, and walked straight over.

Their people's hatred for this place has long been transferred to Shenlong, although by now, the people of the year have long passed away, and no one has really seen what happened back then.

It's just from the stories that they learned the "truth", so they turned the hated guy into a totem, so there will be two daggers stuck in this totem.

The place where the dragon was buried was actually buried, and it wasn't the roar in their hearts.

The curse has been haunted for thousands of years, tormenting them for thousands of years, and this kind of thing they can forgive is a ghost.

Teng Yun walked in front of the lotus flower, and raised his hand to change strange gestures, as if it was a special trick.

The petals of the lotus flower that had been in full bloom in the United States opened a lot, and a reddish-golden light immediately shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire basin with the same color, and the spring water that was originally crystal clear now turned red-gold, and Ning Fuchen's face was also plated with such a luster.

Teng Yun's body, who was standing nearby, was surging, because she was Tenglong's bloodline, and Tenglong and Shenlong had an indissoluble bond and were inextricably linked, so this situation would naturally occur.

This drop of Shenlong true blood, in fact, is a gift left to the descendants of the Tenglong clan when Shenlong passed away, as long as someone has that kind of potential and talent, they can take this drop of true blood, with Shenlong true blood, not only the problem of the curse can be completely resolved.

People who have obtained the blood can still take off immediately, and the life level has evolved countless levels, and the cultivation realm will be even stronger than this world.

But when the gift comes with this level of suffering, it's understandable that they'll be what they are.

Ning Fuchen stood on the shore and looked at the scene in the middle, and looked a little dazed for a while, this has been something that Teng Yun has experienced several times, and now he is just doing it again.

She hopes to succeed, but she knows in her heart that it will be difficult to succeed, and this time she just wants to do her best.

After dyeing the entire basin with red gold, the phantom of a divine dragon in the sky gradually appeared and condensed, which is an inevitable step to inherit the true blood of the divine dragon, and only after passing the test can it be possible to fuse the true blood.

Every time Teng Yun failed in this step, after seeing this scene, her heart was also a little heavy.

The red-gold divine dragon in the air opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden lightning, lightning is a test, it will not damage the people who come to be tested, it is more like a test.

Ning Fuchen only saw that Teng Yun was struck by this lightning and there was the same electric current all around her body, and soon after, she saw her trembling all over, and then different points of light appeared around her body, and there were different shapes of things in these points of light.

Ning Fuchen saw that in a cyan point of light, there was a small sword, and in another yellow point of light, this was a small beast.

He didn't know what these points of light represented, but the scene didn't last long, and all the points of light flew into the dragon in the air in a flash, and each point of light corresponded to a scale.

These points of light are many, much less than the scales on the dragon in the air, the scales of the dragon with the points of light are all lit up, and the other scales are slowly dimming, and finally there is no luster, only those are still glowing.

Shenlong looked at Teng Yun below angrily, and after a long time, he sighed, even an outsider like Ning Fuchen knew what the result was.

Those points of light that flew out were about to fall and fly back, and at this time, Shenlong suddenly looked up and saw Ning Fuchen.

"Who is it!?"

With a loud shout, Ning Fuchen's scalp was numb, only to see the phantom of the divine dragon approaching Ning Fuchen.

That momentum was about to tear Ning Fuchen to pieces with one blow, and Ning Fuchen also felt the pressure like mountains and seas, which was very terrifying, and he had no doubt that this phantom could easily tear himself apart.

He stood motionless, looking at the flying dragon and had no idea what to do.

Teng Yun was also stunned by the sudden change, there were people who had come to see this kind of ritual before, but there was no problem, how could this change happen to the dragon this time.

Could it be because Ning Fuchen is not from his own tribe?

"That's terrible. Teng Yun was anxious, if the phantom of the divine dragon's true blood really tore Ning Fuchen to pieces, then she had no way at all, and she had no ability to stop it.

"What to do, what to do. ”

When she was in a hurry, the phantom of the divine dragon had already come to Ning Fuchen's side.

"Nasty breath, die. ”

The Divine Dragon Phantom was really about to make a move on Ning Fuchen, and it raised its huge dragon claws and slapped at Ning Fuchen.

That kind of pressure like a huge sea instantly made Ning Fuchen not even have the ability to move his eyelids, and he could only watch as his paws slapped towards him.

The other party is a legendary-level thing, although there is only a drop of blood left now, but he has heard the story of the land of the buried dragon, and this drop of blood can defy the sky.

It's over, I'm going to die here, there is no way at all, I can only wait for death, this kind of helplessness with no way at all is really uncomfortable.

Ning Fuchen was bitter in his heart, and he could only resign himself to fate.

But just as the claws were about to touch him, a blue-cyan symbol flashed in the air, and the dragon phantom instantly split apart, and the drop of blood turned into its original form and fell in the middle of the lotus.

"It's just a rebellion in the West Sea. ”

There was only one such sentence echoing in the air, and after that, all the visions disappeared, all the colors disappeared, and the basin became its original appearance, and Ning Fuchen was of course intact, without the slightest problem.

What happened was not only Teng Yun completely stunned, but also Ning Fuchen himself didn't know at all, he didn't do anything just now, but everything seemed to be inseparable from him.

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