There are several, and they are different. Now that Regulus is playing, mixing, correcting and reshaping at the same time, trying to unite them, his fists are powerful. It's amazing.

He's slowly merging. He doesn't seem to have rules. But in fact, it's the hardest thing to prevent. There is no trace to trace. The road was like a "bang" for Jane, and there was an amazing explosion around him. It's loud.

It's horrible. It was because the air could not withstand the power of his fist. It cannot withstand unparalleled power. Slowly fused together, the power of the fist was too strong, and it was really terrifying all of a sudden, Xuanyuan Po's face calmed down, there was no expression on his face, his heart was as calm as water, and there were no other thoughts. He seems to be in a state of enlightenment, his breathing is peaceful, and a "Taoist spirit" permeates his body, causing one to sink into it unconsciously.

He really understood, "Ah, he's getting better and better at boxing. His fist made a strange noise. It's as if the dragon is howling and the phoenix is chirping. There is a system. He has become aware of his actions and his methods, and the exuberant boxing has become more and more terrifying. After gradual integration, its strength is getting bigger and bigger. It's horrible.

The gap in front was broken. Despite the fact that these cracks appeared for a short time and were repaired by Chaos, they are still amazing and incredible. This boxing punch was too hard, and there was a golden light.

It was a magical light. It's gorgeous and dazzling. Finally, under the illumination of the divine light, two terrifying divine beasts appeared. Although they are virtual shadows, their breath is also revealed.

In Jiajia Xuanyuan's fists, the phantom was too powerful, and although the voice was very vague, there was still a shadow following. It can be seen that the real dragon and the real phoenix, the dragon and the phoenix roar in unison, which makes people tremble, although Zhenhuang and Zhenlong are not the most powerful races in the world, they are at least the most noble sacred animals among the five bloody royal families, superior to many races. They are too powerful, but what about now? However, it was used by Xuanyuan Po as an attachment and appeared on the boxing lamp, and we let people know that if we release the news, it will definitely cause a huge shock, and countless people have been shaking and screaming since ancient times, how many people dare to do this? The use of real dragons and real phoenixes is frightening, even the creatures of the five emperors do not dare to do so, for fear of offending them and basically losing their support, there are only two cases when they dare to do it: first, they are very gifted and have managed to grow. They are proud of the world and frighten the whole world.

They did not dare to say: did not dare to get angry, did not dare to say that in the second case, there were enough talents, but there was no one to protect them. They were attacked and killed by two clans. They died "it's really over!"

At this time, Xuanyuan Po woke up for a while. He had understood the current situation, found hallucinations in his fists, felt strong fluctuations. He couldn't help but be ecstatic, these two fists were dragon fist and phoenix fist. Although the level is very low, and the true meaning of the dragon and phoenix is very small, the space for integration grows in continuous interpretation, which is the current "imperfect".

It's just a model, but it's just the beginning. Xuanyuan Po muttered, the sun and the moon flickering in the center of his eyebrows. He was observing the real dragon and phoenix and came to some conclusions. At the same time, his eyes sparkled, and a very bold idea appeared, which was amazing" This punch technique is called "Daoquan", which means the fist of ten thousand miles. In the future, we need to merge other sacred animals and the true meaning of the animal so that it lives up to its name, "He was so bold, and his courage surpassed heaven."

Even he himself was shocked by the idea, because it was really difficult to implement. Even if it is made by accident, it cannot be used in public. Once the information is leaked, it will be besieged and killed by thousands of ethnic groups, truly invincible, beyond the merits of Daozun, stepping into the realm of the Immortal Emperor, not afraid of the siege of thousands of households, of course it is difficult to command them, it is almost impossible at that time, Xuanyuan Po thought for a while, and finally, he showed a smiling expression, which was very meaningful, "Maybe, you can try, maybe you can ......"

"Knock knock...... Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The voice was dull, interrupting Xuanyuan Po's thoughts. At the same time, there was a middle-aged man's voice, which was very loud, "Mr. Xuanyuan Po, Zulongli is about to set off." "Hurry up, or you'll be late. "Xuanyuan Po seems to have woken up in a dream. He got up from the ground and walked outside to a middle-aged man, also a dragon, with a shiny dragon horn on his head. Seeing Xuanyuan Po, he didn't say anything. He nodded slightly, leading Xuanyuan Po out and Xuanyuan Po didn't mind. After all, there is no intersection between the other party and himself. It's okay to be indifferent to yourself. A few minutes later, Xuanyuan Po and her husband arrived at a square. It was the square in the early morning, Yongsan and Yonghai were very quiet and there was no noise.

The order was orderly, and to Xuanyuan Po's surprise, at the east end of the square, there was a very high platform, about one or two zhang high, which was also made of divine gold. There are a few lines engraved on it. On the high platform, the golden light was shining, and there was a figure standing, dressed in costume, with a solemn face and a solemn atmosphere. It was Long Ming, the leader of the Dragon Clan, it was the Dragon Clan under his auspices, and dozens of Dragon Clan disciples frowned at Xuanyuan Po.

Their eyes are sharp and hostile. They wanted to participate in the Ancestral Dragon Ceremony. They are the best among their peers.

Their strength is not weak" This ancestral dragon ritual is different. Tianjiao Xuanyuan Po, a member of the human race, participated. He saved the patriarch's life. Do you have any comments?"

Long Ming quickly noticed that there was a slight frown here. There is a majesty. He was scolding the restless children, scaring them that "it's the parents' business", and now, the dragon children were speechless. They can only obey orders.

Isn't it that you are looking for death to show your hostility to the benefactor of the patriarchy, but that those elders, etc., also acquiesced and did not speak, knowing that it would be like this before, and the shouts shook the sky.

It seems to be boiling here. The sacrificial ritual began "Beheading the sacrifice!" Long Ming shouted loudly from the high platform: his clothes were windless, and they were automatic. His calm vanished in his usual days.

At this time, he was excited, and his eyes said frantically: "Yes!" Not far away, a burst of wine came, and Xuanyuan Po raised his eyes to see a middle-aged dragon clan with thick eyebrows and big eyes, escorting a sea clan to come, and locked them all on a large and black altar nearby. It is not made of gold. It is made of an unknown metal.

It is four or five feet large. Not far from the high platform. It was clear that it had not been on the ground for a long time, and there were little and little blood stains on it, but it had dried up. Under the light, there is a little red light. It is supposed to be the blood of all sea people, living creatures in the water, such as fish, turtles, shrimps. It is also weak, similar to humans, but the difference is that humans are basically used as food, like livestock, while the sea race is used as a special sacrifice, which is a sacrifice that "cuts" those dragons who are put in prison drink a lot.

They are filled with golden light. The light on the dragon's horns gathered. They cut off the sword or sword in their hand. Suddenly, blood gushed out, like a wave of blood, blocking the sky on the ground, it was already full of blood, and there were human heads full of blood, there were thousands of human heads, and they couldn't help but roll: "Please save the ancestral dragon!" Long Ming nodded with satisfaction, his excitement calmed down a little, but he couldn't lie on the ground as steadily as before, how rich and bright red the blood was!

Thousands of people were killed! Seeing that the blood suddenly had no wind, it seemed to tremble, and then it rose and turned into a torrent, which merged into a stream of blood in the air, and became a real dragon, stretching for thousands of miles.

It roared silently into the sky. Although it was silent, it was more powerful than sound, and Xuanyuan Po's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was a little surprised. I hadn't seen this scene yet, and I was a little shocked to see the blood dragon roar and rush into the void, deep.

Soon, the dragon's head and tail were gone!