Yan Zhaoge controlled his own qi extremely finely, and opened a fist-sized hole in the icicle without damaging the surrounding ice in the slightest.

However, from that hole, an extremely powerful blood qi immediately flowed out of it.

Praise a warrior for his strong blood and amazing physique, and sometimes use a sentence of praise, saying, "The blood is strong, like a dragon and an elephant." ”

And at this moment, what is in front of Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu is a real dragon.

Although he had already died, only the body remained, but the power of the vigorous qi and blood was still revealed, shocking the Quartet, Yan Zhao Ge and the others seemed to be facing a living and powerful life.

It can be imagined that this dragon was so amazing before he was alive.

However, although it was only a small hole, the suppressive effect played by the icicle suddenly had a loophole, and the effectiveness plummeted.

The body of the dragon in the ice, covered in scales, seemed to move together.

This dragon is dead, and the resurrection of the dead will not happen, but there is a spirit in it that endures and is always unwilling to be bound.

Yan Zhaoge had already prepared, and the Divine Palace Corridor Pillar was suppressed again, and the True Dragon's body regained its calm.

Through the hole, you can see white, flashing with a faint golden glow, and dragon scales gushing out heavy white gas.

This is an ice dragon, although it is dead, but at this time, there is still a cold air gushing out of its body, which is cold and piercing.

Yan Zhaoge stretched out his index finger, and the condensation of the qi at the fingertips gradually turned into a ray of light, extending along the hole to the inside, like a slender light sword.

The lightsaber continues to extend, touching the remnants of the ice dragon.

Ah Hu watched Yan Zhaoge move curiously.

Even though it is already a corpse, the sturdiness and strength of the dragon body is still beyond doubt, especially since this is a complete ice dragon relic, which has no wounds or leaks on its appearance, and is completely integrated and flawless.

In this case, it is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to break through the protection of the dragon scales with external forces, and the defense power of the dragon scales is not a joke.

Ah Hu thought to himself, it was a sharp low-grade spirit soldier in his hand, and he was not sure whether he could break through the flesh of this dragon body.

However, Yan Zhaoge's deeds that no one can do make Ah Hu still have confidence in his son-in-law.

Yan Zhao Ge concentrated, and the fingertip lightsaber continued to extend forward until it touched the ice dragon relic.

He didn't savagely attack the dragon body with his lightsaber, the moment the lightsaber touched the dragon scales, it turned into softness, like flowing water, and penetrated into the dragon's body.

The luster is attached to the ice dragon relics and continues to circulate.

As if stimulated, the dragon body, which had been calm and stable under the suppression of the pillars of the Divine Palace, vibrated again.

Yan Zhaoge stared at all this, and his outstretched index finger kept shaking in a unique and strange rhythm.

As his index finger trembled, the flow of light extending from his fingertips continued to tremble, trying to merge with the aura of the ice dragon's relic.

Gradually, the light flow of Yan Zhaoge's fingertips dimmed and became no longer so dazzling, but seemed blurry and chaotic.

And with this change, the ice dragon relics gradually tended to be quiet again.

In the optical flow, a faint ice-blue liquid can be faintly seen oozing out of the dragon scales and merging into the optical flow.

A fiery and vigorous blood qi came out, but it made Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu feel extremely cold.

The originally extremely contradictory phenomenon appeared at this moment, but it didn't seem to be abrupt, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu both had a natural look on their faces.

Ah Hu looked at the ice-blue blood that melted into the light stream, slightly sluggish, and grew his mouth: "Childe, this is dragon blood, pure dragon blood, it's the first time I've seen it in my life." ”

Although the ice dragon has been dead for an unknown number of years, its flesh and blood are still incorruptible, and it contains a vigorous aura.

As Ah Hu said, there are no real dragons in today's Eight Great Worlds, at most there are only dragons and dragons.

Even if the relics of the true dragon can be found, they are only bones at most, and many of them are incomplete and incomplete.

Therefore, such pure dragon blood is really rare to the extreme, except for the founding patriarch of Bihai City, the holy land of water, who once harvested a complete water dragon relic, the others are at most Hongfu Qitian, in some of the ruins left by the ancestors before the great destruction, found a container contained, and a small amount of dragon blood remained.

But such good fortune is really rare.

The vast majority of people in the world, including even many great grandmasters and even martial saint powerhouses, may never have seen the true dragon blood in their entire lives.

Through the flow of light extending out of his fingertips, Yan Zhao Ge channeled the dragon's blood out.

The ice-blue blood touched Yan Zhao Ge's fingers, and Yan Zhao Singer's fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling a burst of coldness, and his fingertips were numb for a moment.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, and his face gradually turned red.

If it is less, there is a faint layer of green gas, and the blue and red colors continue to alternate, repeating the cycle.

The chaotic-like air mass in the body changed its appearance at this time, and it was divided into two parts, ice and fire, intertwined and opposed.

Based on this, it is opposed to the cold and hot dragon's blood.

The ice-blue blood continued to spread, beginning to cover Yan Zhao Ge's fingers, and then continued to extend upward, rolling on Yan Zhao Ge's palms and even arms.

Yan Zhao Ge's body acupuncture points opened and closed, as if breathing, and between opening and closing, he constantly incorporated dragon blood into his body, turned it into essence, and refined and absorbed.

Above his head, the billowing column of air steamed, condensed but not dispersed, like wolf smoke.

Ah Hu stayed by Yan Zhaoge's side, and at the same time vigilantly paid attention to the surrounding situation.

After a long time, Yan Zhaoge finished his work, the boiling steam on the top of his head seemed to gradually dissipate, and the blue and red colors on his face that circulated alternately also subsided, and the whole person returned to its original state.

The light in his eyes was brighter than ever, but it was fleeting, and soon it became warm again, and more restrained than before.

The only abnormality was that Yan Zhaoge's hand was still flashing with a faint blue light at the moment.

Ah Hu looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Childe, your hand?"

Yan Zhao Ge laughed: "It's okay, the dragon blood essence has not been completely refined, it will take some time, except for the appearance, it will not affect anything else." ”

"You can try it too. ”

Saying that, Yan Zhao Ge continued to extract the dragon blood essence from the ice dragon relic, and then did not refine it himself, but transferred it to Ah Hu.

Ah Hu was amazed, did not change his grinning nature, and after absorbing the essence of dragon blood, he began to try to refine.

As a result, the steps were too big, and the martial arts he cultivated were not as all-encompassing as Yan Zhao Ge's Wuji Heavenly Book, and as a result, Ah Hu's whole person was covered with dragon blood, reflecting a blue light.

Although most of the dragon blood essence was gradually refined and absorbed, and no other adverse effects were caused, Ah Hu was still directly dumbfounded.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "...... Good thing it's not green. (To be continued.) )