Chapter 697: Stealing the Dragon Body

"Girl, can't you help but do it after all?" Bai Qingtian obviously knew something, his eyes were not too surprised, he just said with a miserable smile, "Why...... Why not wait a moment?! Seeing that Xiao Hei is about to finish...... No matter how much I say it, it's your grandfather! You're really ...... you can do it."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry! Anyway, after today, you will inevitably die, so it is better to fulfill your granddaughter. Seinfeld Xue looked surprisingly calm, and she said, "If Xiao Hei fully evolves and has the body of a true dragon, he will no longer be controlled by his granddaughter." An uncontrolled totem may not be the blessing of China. Therefore, I had to get my hands dirty in advance. Its power is inherited by me, and its use is even greater. But rest assured, Feixue will definitely fulfill your and your old man's long-cherished wish and re-cultivate a powerful totem for Huaxia! ”

"Power and power to you...... Really ...... for you Is it really that important? Bai Qingtian's body shook and knelt on one knee.

"I'm a woman, but I don't want to be in the background. I, Seinfeld, should have a more brilliant life, I don't want to plot in the dark, I don't want to be a supporting role! Not only do I want to be in control of my own destiny, but I also want to do something like a man. Even better than all of you. ”

"You, you're going to regret it, you're going to regret your ambitions. I should have ...... ...... long overdue"

Bai Qingtian didn't finish speaking, and a mouthful of blood interrupted him.

His body spasmed violently, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground, lifeless.

I saw that his body quickly dried up, and after a wisp of black mist, it turned to ashes.

Click!

Lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the entire space.

The black snake in the sky had grown antler-like horns at this moment, and the original black scales had begun to glow with golden yellow brilliance.

Zhang Yang clearly noticed that the dagger in Song Feixue's hand also began to fade away at this moment, faintly reflecting a golden brilliance!

Bang!

The two golden rays of light collided together, making a thunderous sound that was even more terrible than thunder.

The next moment, an atomized golden dragon soared into the air and headed towards the black snake cover.

Cracking sound!

The moment the phantom of the golden dragon touched the snake's body, the arc of electricity scurried wildly, and a burst of roar was released.

Roar!

The black snake let out a painful roar.

His body writhed hard, trying to break free.

It's a pity that at this moment, it is wrapped in a golden halo and cannot get out at all.

What is the origin of this dagger, and what does it have to do with the black snake?!

It's a pity that Zhang Yang thought about it for a long time, and couldn't think of any information about this dagger.

At least in his memory, there was absolutely no weapon related to the black snake in existence.

At this moment, Seinfeld was completely contaminated by the aura on the dagger, and the black light raged, blooming like a substance, as if the whole person was wrapped in a light cocoon.

In her body, she can no longer feel the breath of a human being.

Not only that, Zhang Yang noticed that the black snake's breath had stopped growing wildly, and it had also stopped its manic roar, just quietly staring at Seinfeld on the ground with a pair of desperate eyes that was transforming.

The aura on Seinfeld became stronger and stronger, and the powerful force stirred her clothes and long hair, like a demon king from hell.

Her feet slowly lifted off the ground and flew into the air.

Suddenly, the corners of her mouth hooked up a hideous smile, slowly raised the dagger, and stabbed it into her chest with a thud.

Burst!

As the blood splattered, the golden brilliance on the dagger was immediately stained red with blood, blooming with a strange color that bewildered people's minds.

Suddenly, a dragon-shaped phantom constructed by a blood-colored incantation soared from this radiance, constantly flying and circling in the sky.

Fearful, irritable, evil......

All kinds of negative feelings were intertwined, and Zhang Yang felt that his soul was trembling.

Not only that, but he even felt that the semi-evolved black snake was trembling!

Woohoo......

The blood on Song Feixue's body suddenly closed, and the next moment it turned into countless sharp swords and went straight to the sky, piercing through the black pale gold scales.

Click!

Purple lightning raged in the sky, constantly winding around the snake's body, the dark golden scales were peeling off, and the blood rain was blowing in the sky, with a heavy fishy smell.

Roar!

Seinfeld was bathed in snake blood, and her beautiful face began to distort and let out an arrogant roar.

In the beginning, it was the roar of humans.

Gradually, the sound turned out to be the same as the black roar that had preceded it.

The black snake hovering above its head could no longer struggle, only let out a series of terrible roars.

As the blood flowed, the black body began to shrink, and the horns on the top of the head also contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The roaring sound was gradually drowned out by the sound of thunder and lightning.

However, the golden dragon composed of the previous incantation gradually became clear, and let out bursts of high-pitched dragon groans.

The lightning intensified, constantly tearing through the air and heading straight for the golden dragon's body.

After each lightning strike, the golden dragon condensed a point.

Rise!

Finally, after an even more dazzling golden light burst out, the dragon-shaped spell broke away from the black snake's body and flew through the sky, circling, and letting out a breathtaking roar.

In the end, the incantation was redissolved, turning into countless golden streamers that disappeared into Seinfeld's eyebrows in an instant.

Seinfeld opened her eyes in mid-air again, and her pupils had turned golden!

Blood poured down, scarlet blood left behind her head.

At first, her clothes began to burn, and after the golden flames raged, her white carcass was revealed.

Then, her skin began to be enveloped in golden flames, and it quickly burned.

However, after the burning, it was not the pitch-black charcoal color, but the glittering golden scales!

This is......

In an instant, Zhang Yang somewhat understood.

She actually used that strange dragon-shaped spell to seize the power of the black snake, in a vain attempt to achieve the body of a true dragon!

Moreover, she has almost succeeded.

No, this woman must be stopped, and she must not be allowed to succeed!

A woman who can kill even her own grandfather, such a woman who will do anything to achieve her goals, once she gains unparalleled power, she doesn't know how many crazy things she will do.

Anyway, it's hard to escape death today, so it's better to fight!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang did not hesitate.

He bit his middle finger again.

This time, golden blood rose from his fingers again.

However, no longer one drop, but nine drops!

Nine drops of essence blood appeared, immediately forming a circle.

Airplanes!

The golden light was shining, Zhang Yang pinched his fingers, and there were words in his mouth.

Nine drops of essence blood quickly changed positions, and a golden spell appeared out of thin air.

Rumble!

Like an explosion, as soon as the spell appeared, it immediately burst into flames.

"Hurry!"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, and he suddenly stopped drinking, and with a finger of his right hand, the burning spell turned into a bolt of lightning and went straight to Song Feixue.

Bang!

A violent explosion swept over the terrifying turbulence, and Zhang Yang's whole person flew out sideways and slammed into the ground.

On the other hand, Seinfeld was still standing in place, and the golden mangs on her body were getting more and more prosperous.

Even the Nine Yang Fu couldn't cure her.

A trace of despair flashed in Zhang Yang's heart.

These are the three strongest of the Zhumen talismans, and they are the enhanced version of the natal talisman.

Only a cultivator like Zhang Yang with the body of a Nine Yang can cast it.

In order to trigger this spell, he did not hesitate to expend all his energy.

At this moment, the Jiuyang True Qi in his body had been exhausted.

But at this point, he was relieved.

At least, he's done everything he can.

As for the outcome, every qiē is providential.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... It's ridiculous that just a single Nine Yang Talisman wants to break my real dragon golden body! ”

With arrogant laughter, the rain of blood in the sky came to an abrupt end.

The next moment, there was a loud thunderclap.

Purple lightning continued to fall, shaking the entire space violently.

Those huge bolts of lightning slashed down like Optimus Prime, tearing through the air and heading straight for Seinfeld.

This is......

Nine Days of Thunder Tribulation!

It seems that Seinfeld is only one step away from achieving the True Dragon Body.

Of course, it may also be wiped out under the Nine Days Thunder Tribulation, and the soul will be destroyed.

Before Zhang Yang had time to think about it, he felt a pain in his waist.

The moment his body flew out like a broken kite, he realized that his chest had been pierced by some sharp weapon!

The corner of his eye finally fell on Seinfeld's hand, which was the dagger glowing with golden glow.

With a successful blow, without even waiting for Zhang Yang's body to hit the ground, Song Feixue's figure shook and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yang's eyes.

Boom!

Another volley kicked Zhang Yang's three ribs, and his body slammed into the cold floor.

Burst!

A stream of hot blood rushed out of his throat, and Zhang Yang felt that he was going to die in the next moment.

At this moment, a warm current swept through the body.

This is......

Jade gourd!

The wound in his chest no longer had the burning pain, and the gurgling blood came to an abrupt end.

He felt himself lifted up by an invisible force, from the cold, sticky ground stained with snake blood.

Airplanes!

The jade gourd on his chest suddenly trembled, and the soft light slowly spread, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Quiet――

The rumbling thunder and Seinfeld Snow's arrogant laughter had long been inaudible, and Zhang Yang only felt as if he was lying on the sea, warm and soft.

He wanted to sleep, but his mind was more active than ever.

What surprised him even more was that he didn't need to use his eyes to observe, everything around him was under his control.

Even the feelings of those Xuanmen disciples who are still alive seem to be able to be captured one by one!

What's going on?!

He could still "see" Seinfeld's frightened gaze, and even the power surging through her.

The power that disappeared in the body grew rapidly, and the positive body realm, the forging pulse realm, the blood condensation realm, the transformation path realm, and the law realm......

However, in the middle of the Dharma realm, there is no intention of stopping.

This is to break through the Soul Casting Realm!

Zhang Yang was shocked, not knowing whether he was happy or worried.

However, a qiē happened so quickly that it was not at all his will to be transferred.

Before he even had time to think about it, the power in his body had directly crossed the peak of the Soul Casting Realm, and directly stepped into the Peering Immortal Realm, which was considered insurmountable by all the people in the Xuanmen today!