The Red Dragon Title Day is the famous and peerless learning of Di Jing, the king of the Eastern Heavenly War.

Based on its almost atavistic pure dragon bloodline, and comprehending the Dao at the peak of the immortal rank, the true dragon phantom that was thus conjured up was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

At that time, the previous generation of Di clan kings, Emperor Di Huang, was injured in Zhongfu, and the three kings of the demon clan took the opportunity to line up under the East Heaven Gate with millions of demon soldiers, clamoring to destroy the East Heaven Realm in one fell swoop.

At this critical moment, Di Jing, who had just advanced to the immortal rank, brazenly killed one with a red dragon rank and seriously injured two demon kings. At this point, the name of the Red Dragon Title Sun resounded in the heavens and all worlds.

Now Di Zhenri's blood stained his true qi, and he used his blood to urge the true dragon phantom to swallow the stars turned by Zhao Ling in one gulp, and this scene instantly evoked the memories of the older generation of masters present.

Thinking of Di Jing's current achievements and the terrifying power of his red dragon rank, everyone's eyes when they looked at Di Zhenri changed.

This hand of the Red Dragon Rank Star, as long as he can reach eighty percent of Di Jing, no, even if he only has fifty percent of the power, he is enough to achieve a giant arm.

"True Dragon Title Day, no, it's a true dragon rank star, there are successors of my clan"

Among the people present, Great Elder Di was the most excited.

Seeing that Di Zhenri used this red dragon rank star, which was eighty percent similar to Di Jing's red dragon rank, his old face was already smiling like an old chrysanthemum.

Listening to the hearty laughter of the Great Elder next to him, Di Jing also had a look of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Di Zhenri.

Although his Red Dragon Title Day was put into Di's Dao Collection, he knew best how difficult it was to practice, how obscure it was, and how much effort it consumed.

If you want to realize this cultivation method with an innate body, talent and bloodline are indispensable, and you must be at the top to be possible.

And these conditions, Di Zhenri actually can't reach.

Although his talent is barely up to the standard, his bloodline is not at the top, and he is not yet at the top. If you want to cultivate, it is extremely difficult.

But now it seems that he has found a different way to practice.

Being able to comprehend the practice of predecessors is a manifestation of excellent qualifications. But being able to draw inferences from others and blaze another trail is also amazing enough.

Even, compared to the former, the potential of the latter is even greater.

"Good boy"

Seeing that his junior clansmen had such talent, Di Jing naturally did not hesitate to praise him.

With his hands around his chest, he was already thinking in his heart how to reward Di Zhenri after the ceremony was over.

can comprehend Lao Tzu's red dragon title, even if it is not complete, but Lao Tzu is very satisfied, and he should be rewarded!

And at this moment, on the sword platform

Di Zhenri stood with a gun on the ground and bloody.

Red Dragon Rank Star, although this method is strong, but he is forcibly stimulated at the cost of consuming his own essence and blood. The blow just now had almost exhausted the true qi in his dantian.

Although he was still standing at the moment, he was not far from running out of oil.

However, if he didn't use this method, he would probably really lose. Zhaohu gave him the feeling that he was much stronger than the ordinary innate one. Especially in the state just now, every blow of the opponent has reached the innate level.

The stormy attack speed is comparable to the innate attack power, and this kind of attack, even if it is an ordinary innate battle, I am afraid it will be difficult to parry.

If it weren't for the incomparably pure Di dragon power in his body, and the cultivation method was a secret inheritance within the clan, the grade was unimaginably high, and he would have been defeated a long time ago.

Looking up, the two stars on the opposite side had disappeared, replaced by Zhaohu, who was also stained with blood.

Stained with red battle blood, kneeling on one knee on the sword platform, Zhaohu looked embarrassed.

Seeing the other party like this, Di Zhenri was also relieved in his heart. If he is still safe and sound after eating his own blow, then he really has nothing to do.

The hand holding the spear slammed into force, and the wound on his arm instantly collapsed, and he slowly stood up with the pain of bleeding.

"Gun Maniac"

The light in his eyes was not extinguished, and Di Zhenri said in a deep voice.

Yin Hong's battle blood slowly flowed down the open wound, he was like an ancient god of war, preferring to die rather than give in.

"Ugh"

His chapped lips, which had been caused by excessive blood loss, squirmed slightly, and Zhaohu opened his closed eyes.

Pain, like a tidal wave of pain, surging all over the body, there is hardly a place that is not painful. Red Dragon Rank Star, good Red Dragon Rank Star.

The Baizhang Chiyan True Dragon just now, whether it was the dragon power or the dragon power contained in it, all gave him a sense of a real true dragon.

Being bitten like this, even though he was gifted and had a special bloodline power, it still couldn't completely offset the huge power like a mountain.

Being bitten by a real dragon, this is how he feels at the moment.

At this time, when he heard Di Zhenri's call, he also used a pistol in his hand, endured the pain around his body, and slowly stood up.

"Brother Di, good means"

Zhaohu's face was pale, his body was shaky, and his voice was even more hoarse and low, without the appearance of being full of energy just now.

Seeing the other party like this, Di Zhenri grinned ugly, and felt a little sympathy in his heart.

In all fairness, he still hasn't figured out what the reason for Zhaohu's incarnation of the stars is that he was able to injure him like this, all thanks to the Dao Zang within the clan.

If it weren't for the fact that he had gained from the Red Dragon Title before, and he had displayed his own star title technique at that critical moment, he was afraid that he would have capsized in the gutter today.

But despite this, he is almost at a limit at this moment.

If Zhaohu could still launch an attack like the one just now, it would only take one time, and he would probably lose this battle.

Looking at Di Zhenri, what Zhao Hu thought in his heart was the same as his own, he knew that the other party had reached the limit, as long as he used the army breaking spear again, victory was within reach.

But, ask yourself, does he still have the power to exert it?

With a long sigh, Zhaohu's face darkened.

He is also out of oil and the lamp has dried up.

Turning into a star and shooting out two guns, no matter which one it is, it is a great test of true qi and physical strength, and it is a miracle that he can persist until now.

Not to mention that he also received a slap from Di Zhenri, such a two-pronged attack, ordinary people are afraid that they will fall to the ground a long time ago.

"Little Tiger"

Looking at Zhao Hu, who was crumbling on the stage, but still holding on to it, Zhao Ling's eyes were slightly red.

He knew that his grandson was afraid of disappointing himself and wanted to win the fight. However, at this time, Zhaohu still had the strength to continue fighting.

"Old gun, your doll is good"

Zang Tian patted Zhao Ling's shoulder and sighed.

He also greatly appreciated Zhaohu's performance. To be able to fight with Di Zhenri, who killed the blood Shura with that shot, Zhao Hu had already done his best.

Being able to end in a draw is the best ending so far.

Nodding towards Zang Tian, Zhao Ling also sighed. He actually knew that this was the best ending, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

Thinking of the secrets of Zhaohu's body and such a tragic battle situation, he felt that his grandson should not be this result.

"The divine blood of the stars, or the divine blood of killing the wolf, is really rare."

At this time, Di Jing's voice rang out.

As his thunderous voice spread, everyone present looked at each other.

Killing the blood of the wolf god turned out to be the blood of the wolf god!!

The previous time everyone was still amazed by Di Zhenri's talent, and at this time, they instantly focused their attention on Zhaohu.

"Harley, that's all you were talking about?"

Di Bai saw that everyone in the audience was talking, and immediately thought of what Harley said earlier.

"Yes, this kind of divine blood is extremely rare, a single one is already extraordinary, three are integrated into one, tsk, I really don't know how he came to this world"

Harley's words were full of emotion, obviously facing such qualifications, even he, a 10,000-year-old scholar, could not be moved.

"What's that?"

Di Bai, who doesn't read, is very studious and fully carries forward the spirit of asking questions.

Sighing lightly, Harley was half relieved, half emotional.

Although he didn't read any books, his attitude was still good, and since this was the case, Uncle Ha popularized it for him.

Coughing softly, Harley spoke slowly

"In the ancient times before the ancients, it was a chaotic world, countless innate gods and demons ran on the earth, and they did not cultivate the Dao, because they were the manifestation of the Great Dao. Every god and demon corresponds to a kind of Dao rule, and the Wolf Slayer is one of the three extremely strong gods and demons. It's just a pity that for some reason, the gods and demons gradually disappeared, and there is no living god and demon in heaven and earth."

Ignoring Harley's tone full of regret, Di Bai directly grasped the point

"Are you saying that Zhaohu's ancestors are gods and demons, or are they three gods and demons?"

"It's possible, but it must have been a long time ago, and I'm afraid the whole human race won't be able to find a second person like this."

Harley agreed with Diber's speculation.

"That's it, that's really hard work."

Nodding, Di Bai looked at the sword platform's dark eyes full of emotion.

If that's the case, it's really fortunate that it's Di Zhenri who went up, and if you change to someone else, I'm afraid you've already been defeated.

"Old gun, you can really hide it"

Lin Wu's face was full of envy, being able to have the bloodline of killing wolves, this is a unique opportunity in the world.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Zhao Ling smiled helplessly

"Xiaohu is an outlier in my vein, because of the bloodline atavism, his mother was killed by the power of his bloodline just after giving birth to him, but it hurt this child"

Hearing this, the smiles of several people were also narrow.

sacrificed his mother, such a strength is indeed unbearable in people's hearts.

"War King, how about fighting and asking for a draw?"

Zhao Ling bowed to Di Jing and replied loudly.

Just now, Di Jing found out Zhaohu's bloodline for this matter, and he was naturally happy to push the boat.

"Goodness"

Nodding with satisfaction, Di Jing waved his hand, and the two people on the stage were dragged by a soft force and sent to their respective clansmen.

"Di Zhenri, Tie"

Elder Di Wu duly announced the results of the competition.

Hearing his voice, the cultivators became excited. It's not a win, but a draw is good.

was able to draw with the royal family Tianjiao, and this time he finally had face.

However, the problem arises again.

Defeating the royal family Tianjiao can get the opponent's soldiers, so what about a draw?

The next moment, everyone's attention shifted to this again.

"Scattered cultivation Zhaohu cultivation is extraordinary, and his understanding is wonderful, my clan, give him a ground-level soldier embryo"

The Great Elder's voice rang out, and then, the atmosphere in the arena exploded instantly.

A ground-level soldier embryo was actually given to Zhaohu a ground-level soldier embryo.

The eyes were red, the eyes were big, and the eyes of all the scattered cultivators looking at Zhao Ling and Zhao Hu were blazing hot.

"Hehe, hehehe"

After Zhaohu heard this, his little face was immediately full of smiles, but he couldn't stop it. Zhao Ling, who watched this scene, was distressed and relieved.

Turning his head to look at Di Jing, he found that the latter nodded at him.

Another hand, Zhao Ling sighed in his heart, worthy of being the king of the Eastern Heavens.