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Chapter 1093 Purple Dragon Nine Shadows

After killing the genius of the Bai family, Ye Qingyun and his party returned to the guardian city.

Now that he has obtained the Purple Dragon Divine Blood, that is to say, he has automatically obtained the quota of the Battle of the Hundred Streams.

"Calculate the time, it's getting closer and closer to the Battle of Bailiu, just take advantage of this period of time to practice well!" Ye Qingyun found a place where no one was and sat cross-legged.

There was a drop of purple blood in his body, which was the blood of the Purple Dragon God!

"I don't know, what martial arts can I get from this purple dragon divine blood?" With curiosity, Ye Qingyun's body surged with spiritual power, and he quickly refined this purple dragon divine blood thoroughly.

At the same time, a deep voice appeared in his head.

"Purple Dragon Nine Shadows!Saint Creation High-level Martial Arts!"

This turned out to be a body martial art, and the quality turned out to be a high-level quality of the Holy Creation, and this kind of quality martial art is very rare.

Ye Qingyun's eyes lit up suddenly: "The body martial arts I cultivated before are extremely weak compared to this Purple Dragon Nine Shadows. ”

"With this Purple Dragon Nine Shadows, my speed should be able to go to the next level!"

As the words fell, he began to cultivate the Nine Shadows of the Purple Dragon.

"Hehe, this Purple Dragon Nine Shadows is really good, every flicker is equivalent to a block, which can withstand the opponent's attack!" Da Lei also said with considerable satisfaction.

In Ye Qingyun's cultivation, time also passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

On this day, the morning sun shone down and illuminated the entire Bailiu space.

Today, the large and small cities are extremely lively, and the faces of every warrior are full of anticipation.

Today, it's the selection battle of the Battle of the Hundred Streams!

Countless warriors participated in the Battle of Bailiu, and the importance of this first battle was not great, and people from the Eight Universities would not come to watch the battle.

The selection battle, as the name suggests, selects a hundred people from the crowd, and these 100 people are also the top 100.

After that, it will be the second battle of the Battle of the Hundred Streams!

Fifty were eliminated in the second battle!

Thirty eliminated in the third battle!

The remaining twenty people will become the top 20 of the Battle of the Hundred Streams, and these 20 people will fight in pairs, and the last ten people will be the top 10 of the Battle of the Hundred Streams!

In other words, there are a total of four battles in the Battle of Bailiu!

However, for Ye Qingyun, he no longer had to participate in the selection battle, because he had obtained the Purple Dragon Divine Blood.

Therefore, he was still cultivating during this period of time, quietly waiting for the arrival of the second battle!

During this time, there was good news for Lan Ye, he successfully stood out in the selection battle and entered the second battle.

And because he didn't cultivate during this time, his cultivation dropped a lot, so he unfortunately didn't enter the second battle.

One hundred places have also been thoroughly determined.

On this day, a hundred people stood in the core of Bailiu Space.

At this moment, the entire sky was blood-red, revealing the smell of blood.

In the middle there is a huge pillar.

Suddenly, a ray of light came. The crowd found a figure standing on it.

The sound of vicissitudes came slowly.

"Hehe, little guy, hello, I'm the Purple Dragon Dao Master from the Purple Dragon Academy. The old figure trembled slightly, lowered his head, looked at the young man below, and said, "Since you can stand out from the tens of thousands of people, your strength must not be weak!"

"Let me now talk about the rules of the second battle of this Hundred Streams War!"

"Did you see that bell?"

As he spoke, he pointed ahead.

When they looked back, they saw that there was a huge cylinder with a huge drum on it.

There were nine auras on the drum, each of which represented the power of the formation.

"Whoever can beat the nine drums will represent the promotion!" "The voice of Vicissitudes of Life slowly sounded.

"Which of you is coming?" said the old man, looking down.

"I'm coming!"

Below, a confident voice came.

Immediately afterwards, a man burst out of it, and the target was the column, and he was extremely fast, leaving an afterimage on the ground, and then his foot stepped on the pillar, and ran towards it like a gecko, rolling up a cloud of white smoke.

Soon, the man was at the top of the pillar.

Look at the huge drum.

The young man's face remained unchanged, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the huge drum in front of him.

I saw that his body was bent, his body was tense, and then like a bow and arrow, the next moment he burst away, his body tilted slightly, his hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed forward.

The fist carried an astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power and landed on the first ray of light in front of it!

Suddenly, the first ray of light suddenly dissolved.

The second ray of light also slowly dissipated.

But by the time of the third ray, the young man's face was visibly pale.

A huge force of shock swept away like a tide and fell on him.

Then, the next moment, his figure was like a broken thread heading backwards.

"Knock! knock!"

A deep voice sounded slowly.

When the surrounding warriors saw this scene, they all shook their heads.

This guy's strength can't ring nine sounds, which means that he has failed.

When the old man saw this, he didn't say anything.

"I'm coming!"

At that moment, there was another voice in the crowd.

I saw a person come quickly, and as before, he also beat the drum violently.

But in the end, it still failed.

More than a dozen people in a row ended in failure.

Everyone knows it's not easy.

"There are nine sets of formations there, if you want to beat this drum, you need to dissolve these nine sets of formations!" Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered.

This is a real problem for many people

That's when it happened.

"Knock! knock......"

Nine drums sounded in a row, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

Finally someone succeeded.

"It's him!"

"This guy got the blood of the White Tiger God not long ago, so it's no wonder that he can beat the nine drums effortlessly!"

"Yes, generally speaking, it is not a problem for a martial artist with the blood of a divine beast to face this level at all!"

Whispers rang out from the people around, and everyone looked at the figure on the stage with envy.

"A bunch of waste!" the young man who beat the nine drums looked down indifferently, completely dismissing the people below as ants.

When the warriors below heard this, their faces changed, and their faces twitched slightly.

"Isn't it just that I got the blood of the divine beast, if I get it, I can also beat the nine drums so easily!" said the martial artist very unconvinced.

However, as soon as his voice fell, the figure on the platform quickly disappeared, rushing down like a roc spreading its wings, with a low sound of breaking wind, and a killing intent also hit like a tide.