The frontal bone of the creature in the thunder rushed out of a purple qi and turned into a dragon shadow, constantly deducing various changes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang Ming said: "This is the bloodline inheritance!" ”

A strong bloodline has a unique heritage, and the inheritance is often hidden in the bloodline. The flesh and blood of the Purple Shadow Creature is condensed, and his bloodline inheritance is being carried out -- the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon!

"The bloodline inheritance of one of the strongest beings in heaven and earth." Jiang Ming's brows furrowed, he was watching the nine changes of the true dragon, if he grasped it, it would be a big opportunity.

The power of his primordial spirit worked, and the word mantra appeared on his forehead, and dark golden scriptures flew out one after another. The scriptures are divided and scattered, or they are transformed into the great dragon of the scriptures, or they are transformed into wonders and visions. After each change, it will fly into Jiang Mingmei's heart.

"The power of the spell is reorganizing the nine transformations of the true dragon with the scriptures, and then it is engraved and imprinted in my primordial spirit!"

Jiang Ming calmed his mind and his mind was ethereal. He couldn't comprehend the subtlety of the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon now, but he knew that after he was born, this bloodline inheritance would have a profound impact on him.

The purple shadow creatures in the thunder repeatedly deduce the bloodline inheritance, and temper the blood fetus in the thunder. Every time he performed it, Jiang Ming felt a force in his body ready to move. Nine times later, the thunder dispersed, and Jiang Ming saw the purple shadow creature with the shape of a snake: "Son of the True Dragon." ”

The son of the true dragon is like a dragon snake at this time, and after nine transformations, he will turn into a true dragon!

Jiang Ming was observing the son of the true dragon, he also looked at Jiang Ming, his eyes were electric as if he was hiding a sea of thunder, roaring and roaring the dragon to shake the sky, rushing towards Jiang Ming.

"Devour me, you can make up for his shortcomings." Jiang Ming's eyes were cold, and the power that had been stirring in his body also broke out of his body, turning into thousands of green strips of paper fluorescent flashes. The seedlings of the ancient tree of Qingtian were fused with his own species, and they were one with him, and his life was threatened, and the seedlings of the ancient tree broke out.

The branches of the seedlings of the ancient trees cut through the void like meteors, and greeted the dragon in the womb of the mother.

Rumble......

A big collision, Jiang Ming's five senses were confused, and he faintly heard the dragon's wail. A ray of light appeared as if the light of creation, and a large amount of turbid aura poured in, making Jiang Ming very uncomfortable.

"The oofe is split!"

The ancient tree seedling and the dragon son struck a blow, breaking the mother's womb. The dragon was injured, and the roots and branches of the seedlings were also shattered inch by inch, bringing back a drop of dragon blood, and then hibernated in Jiang Ming's body and fell silent.

The chaos in the mother's womb condensed into a huge whirlpool, and Jiang Ming felt a huge rising power appear: "It's about to be born." ”

A round of Great Dao Divine Disk suddenly descended, fixing the ruptured egg. Long Zi looked at Jiang Ming unwillingly, roared, and with the help of a huge rising force, he rose to the sky, opened his mouth and swallowed the divine disk and flew away.

In front of the Divine Extreme Palace of the Abyss, the old man shouted, "It's not good, it gave birth to spiritual consciousness in the egg womb, and it is an innate soul!" ”

The ancient ancestor of the Emperor Palace was taken away by the son of the true dragon, and the old man and the three teenagers turned into streamers and chased after him. They originally wanted to seal the true dragon son with the divine weapon, but the dragon egg was broken in advance, and the divine weapon was taken away by the dragon son unexpectedly.

"Is that the divine weapon of the Ancient Ancestor of the Emperor Palace?" Jiang Ming said lightly.

He stood in front of the Imperial Palace, looking at the direction in which the dragon son had disappeared. The son of the true dragon was severely injured by the seedlings of the ancient tree, and was deprived of a drop of inherited blood, but he obtained a supreme treasure, and the blessings and misfortunes are difficult to understand.

With the help of the rising power in his mother's womb, he rushed out of the abyss and arrived in front of the Emperor Palace. Without the nourishment of the innate essence in the mother's womb, the turbid and filthy qi between the great heaven and earth closed his innate senses, and even the primordial spirit lost his senses.

His body grew in the wind, growing from a baby to a child that stopped when he was six or seven years old. Looking at his immature body, Jiang Ming said dissatisfiedly: "In the Ten Directions Cold Realm, the wind blows through the void, and the essence of heaven and earth cannot be gathered, which is very unsuitable for cultivation, and is called a Jedi, so it is also used to suppress fierce spirits." ”

He is innate, and after birth, his body will reach the state of adulthood, which is conducive to cultivation. Without the supply of heaven and earth essence, his physical growth stopped.

"I'm going to get out of here quickly, not only will I not be able to practice here, but it will also erode my body, and it will be troublesome for the Ten Directions Dao Palace to think that I am the son of a fierce spirit." He stepped on the teleportation array in front of the Divine Pole Palace.

Zhongzhou Zhongxiu since ancient times, 100,000 mountains are picturesque, and hundreds of rivers are diverted and returned to the sect. It was once one of the origins of the world's Taoist system, and the practice atmosphere was impressive.

Jiang Ming stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the past, a mountain like Tianfu Lingshan hung in the sky, and the purple air on the top of the mountain turned into a sea of clouds.

"In the age of mythology, there are thousands of weathers." He couldn't help but sigh.

The people who come and go are all monks, with elegant demeanor and dusty temperament. Jiang Ming didn't know where this was, it wasn't mentioned in the Emperor Extreme Brand, and he appeared at the foot of the mountain from the teleportation array.

"Someone has seen a few divine light shoots in the sea of purple clouds, I'm afraid that there is a spiritual treasure coming out."

"Maybe it's not a spiritual treasure, but an immortal martial art!"

Jiang Ming walked in the flow of people, followed the monks to the mountain, and heard a lot along the way. This place is called Ziji Mountain, which was once a mountain gate of the world thousands of years ago.

The place of ordinary practice is called the sect, and only the super sect recognized by the world, preaching and preaching the world, can be called the Taoist system, and the world is called the Taoist system, and the world is the Taoist system. Even if the former Taoist system is annihilated, this place is still called Purple Pole Mountain.

Extreme, the meaning of the avenue is extreme, symbolizing the transcendence of status.

"Even if a spiritual treasure or a technique is born in the sea of purple clouds, it is not something that a little monk like us can get." Someone is not reconciled.

Jiang Ming looked up with his gaze, and the light above the clouds was like rain, which was the light of the great monk.

There are also humanitarians: "That's not necessarily, the sea of purple clouds is the artistic conception of the trail." There have also been people who have watched the sea of clouds and realized the Tao, participated in the heavenly machine to create the world-beating exercises, and there are also little-known monks who have the fate to enter the sea of clouds to find the spiritual treasure and seize the heaven and earth. ”

Jiang Ming listened to the discussion in the crowd, these people were all here to find treasures. The former Taoist system of the world on Ziji Mountain, called Dazen, was breached by many strong enemies. There are strong people in the Great Zen Temple who comprehend the artistic conception of the trail at the time of crisis, kill the opponents of the ten parties and then die, leaving the artistic conception of the trail to last forever and turn into a sea of purple clouds.

"Since you comprehend the artistic conception of the trail, why did you fall?" Jiang Ming asked.

The word trail is heavy through the ages. Stepping into the realm of Heavenly Dao, you are invincible through the ages and respected all over the world!

Someone laughed: "It's just to comprehend the artistic conception of the trail, not to step into the trail level." ”

Seeing that Jiang Ming was a child, many monks explained some things and common sense to him along the way, and after climbing the mountain, everyone separated from him: "You are still young, just look for opportunities in the mountains, don't go deep into the sea of purple clouds." ”

The sea of clouds is transformed by the artistic conception of the trail, and the rhyme of heaven and earth gathers together, which will cause great trauma to the monks whose cultivation foundation is unstable, and Jiang Ming is not suitable to enter.

"After I came out of the Ten Directions Cold Realm, I was at the foot of the Purple Pole Mountain, and the son of the fierce spirit broke through the cold realm with the help of the power of the mother's womb and escaped, and then a few people chased after me, I am afraid that it is the scene of the divine light shooting and fighting that the monks said."

"Or is there really a spirit treasure and so on?"

Jiang Ming sat under an ancient tree and watched the sea of clouds, his mind entered an ethereal state, his forehead glowed with a faint light, and he discovered the mystery of the sea of clouds!

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