A city on the border. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A strange blood moon hung above the city, and the land was bloody. There was chaos in the city, and the beasts outside the city roared endlessly.

Jiang Mingjing sat in a dilapidated house, his mind was retracted, and he comprehended the nine changes of the true dragon.

After watching it over and over again in his mind, he began to meditate.

"The demon beast chose to evolve in the direction of the true dragon, constantly changing its life form, and gradually using the shape and strength of the dragon."

"Terrans are exceptional, and they don't have to deliberately change their form. The Yellow Emperor's internal scripture is very clear that there are four times in the sky, and people have four limbs. All things are divided into yin and yang, people have differences between men and women, etc., and people are also the darlings of the avenue. ”

"Therefore, I just need to keep transforming my strength and achieve a change in the quality of life."

Thinking about the key point, Jiang Ming watched the Nine Changes of the True Dragon again. The bloodline inheritance will slowly appear with the strength of the bloodline, and his current strength is too weak, so he can only practice the first change.

Silkworm Transformation!

"This is the true dragon nine transformations of the Hell Suppression Evil Dragon, and it is the only way to transform it, it does not mean that all dragon beasts will be transformed like this."

"Silkworms refer to the cultivation of true blood, such as silkworms spinning silk into pupae and then breaking cocoons to regenerate."

There is no mystery in the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation, after all, the Prison Suppression Evil Dragon was also very weak at the time of the first transformation, and the transformation pursued was simple and extreme.

Jiang Ming listened to the chaos in the city, didn't care about the battle situation in the city, let his thoughts not be disturbed, and said to himself: "To a certain extent, the purpose of cultivating true blood is to make the bloodline stronger, or to transform a stronger bloodline from an ordinary bloodline. ”

"I am the Heavenly Bloodline, and I can't use the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon to nourish it. That drop of true dragon blood only scattered into my bones all over my body, not dissipated, and I could refine my blood to nourish the dragon bones. ”

"The strength of the dragon bone comes from the dragon's blood, so I should first nourish the dragon's blood, and then use the dragon's blood to nourish the bones."

For a moment, his thoughts were clear and clear. This is what the Taoists call thinking unhindered, because he has found the right way.

His breathing weakened, and he entered a state of turtle breath, as if he was sleeping like a silkworm in a cocoon. The meridians in his body are like the roots of a big tree, twisting and piercing into the bones, and he has experienced the pain of broken bones, and this level of pain is not difficult for him to bear.

A faint bit of dragon blood oozed from the bones of his body, condensing into a drop of brilliant jewel-like dragon blood again. Jiang Ming used the large amount of demon blood obtained from hunting demon beasts to wrap and nourish that drop of dragon blood, and it was absorbed in a few breaths.

Compared to the true dragon's blood, the essence in the demon blood is too weak.

"The true dragon is called invincible in ancient times, not without reason. So much demon blood is enough for hundreds of transcendent sixth-turn monks to enter the seventh-turn, blending into a drop of dragon blood without a trace of change. ”

Jiang Ming felt pressure, coupled with his own cultivation needs, his need for essence was dozens of times that of ordinary people, or even hundreds of times!

"It's okay, if the transformation is successful, I will be far stronger than ordinary people!"

Practice, what he does, will also feed back the path he cultivates.

Immediately, he urged the blood qi of his whole body with all his might, and one after another sprouts stretched out from the 108,000 pores of his body and pierced into the earth. Jiang Ming turned into an ancient tree, the roots pierced the earth and took root, the branches and leaves grew luxuriantly, the roof was broken, and every leaf was exhaling a rich bloody breath!

A crazy thought arose in his heart: "Since it takes dozens of times more than ordinary people, simply do it to the extreme!" In the Xuanjun Realm, I don't cast the steps of the Heavenly Ladder, but use the power of the Xuan Spirit to cast the Nine Great Dao Heavenly Palaces! ”

The foundation of Xuanjun Bingpo Realm's cultivation is unstable, and when he breaks through to a higher realm, his Dao foundation will be shattered. He wants to cast nine Emperor Pole Palaces with the power of Xuan Ling, which will be used to stabilize the Dao Foundation! As one of the Ten Heavenly Palaces of the Cold Realm, the Emperor Pole Palace has the power of the Suppression Realm, which is enough to guard his Dao Foundation!

He can't bless the power of the town boundary for his heavenly palace, he can copy the Dao rhyme of the emperor on it. A trace of the power of the town boundary is enough for him to practice.

The beast roared in the air, and the earth trembled. There is a big battle going on outside, and there is a roar like a landslide at every turn. Jiang Ming was completely forgetful, and he vomited blood. A large amount of bloody qi entered his body, and it was constantly refined into pure blood qi to contain dragon blood.

As the night passed, the blood moon in the sky disappeared, and the blood clouds gathered over the border city also dispersed. Jiang Ming woke up from his meditation and gained a lot. That drop of dragon blood became a little mellow and transparent after a night of bloody qi. He scattered the dragon's blood all over his body, and when he clenched his fist, there was a cracking sound of gold and jade breaking, like a brute beast with strong qi and blood!

"This is the ultimate method of evolution of power!" Jiang Ming was excited, "My bloodline has the potential of the power of the sky, and after starting the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon, my strength is absolutely unrivaled in the same realm. ”

He stood on the roof and looked up at the border city, half of which was in ruins after the night. After identifying the direction, he walked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

After the battle, casualties are being counted. The battle in the city was more intense than Jiang Ming imagined, and even half of the towering City Lord's Mansion was shattered, leaving a huge paw print. In front of the castle lord's mansion, all the surviving monks were resting.

There were less than three hundred, all exhausted.

Jiang Ming's eyes were very keen to find Yun Jingyue, she didn't die! Not only Yun Jingyue, but also Senior Brother Chang Yifeng.

"It seems that I have to resolve my calamity." He thought.

The atmosphere of despair was pervasive, Jiang Ming's appearance attracted everyone's attention, Yun Jingyue's eyes tightened, and her expression was calm.

"Why didn't I see you in the battle last night! Everyone is bathing in blood, where are you? Senior Brother Feng hurriedly jumped out and roared.

A night of bloody battles, but the demon beast did not retreat, and I don't know when it will attack the city again, which makes people desperate. Seeing Jiang Ming appear, Senior Brother Feng's hatred and despair were vented to him.

Jiang Ming ignored it, he saw Dao Yichen in the crowd, as he thought, the little fat man was not dead. He has a powerful treasure on his body, and Jiang Ming has seen him sacrifice.

"Don't you dare to answer me because of your weak heart, according to the rules of the border city, you should die!" Senior Brother Feng said loudly.

Jiang Ming turned to look at him and said, "When the war was over, you still had the energy to see what I was doing?" ”

Senior Brother Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. He simply wanted Jiang Ming to die, so he casually found a reason to plant it.

"With your cultivation, you can actually survive, you should have survived by hiding at the end of the crowd, right?" Jiang Ming is extremely murderous, and this time he must kill the scourge of Senior Brother Feng.

"It's nonsense, you didn't go to war, how do you know what I was doing last night?" Facing Jiang Ming's cold eyes, he was a little weak-hearted.

Jiang Ming sneered: "I said you are, you are." According to the rules of the border city, you should be damned! ”

"Do you think that the border city is up to you, you must know that the Mirror Moon Fairy ......" Senior Brother Feng wanted to say that Yun Jingyue had three monks holding orders to support him, and this was his hole card for Jiang Ming.

Yun Jingyue's pretty face was frosty, and she said unhappily: "Shut up!" ”

"Do you want to say that the Zhongzhou Yunjia Jingyue Fairy you took refuge in bought three order-holding monks, and you want to bully me and do whatever you want?" Jiang Ming looked at Yun Jingyue with a smile and said, "Before you wanted to humiliate me, you found out that my cultivation was better than yours, and you felt that your dignity was damaged, and you wanted to kill me quickly." Now I find a reason to use the rules of the border city to pressure me, and I don't hesitate to frame the fairy of the Yun family who is traveling with you, thinking that she is also from Zhongzhou, she will stand in your position to help you deal with me, but she doesn't care about your life or death. ”

"Mirror Moon Fairy, am I right?"

Jiang Ming smiled cutely, and his words were heartfelt, and Yun Jingyue's expression was very ugly.

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