Yan Xing's dragon power actually overpowered Ji Mo?

You must know that the strength of Long Wei is directly related to the bloodline.

The purer and higher the bloodline, the stronger the dragon might.

And the bloodline has always been predestined by nature, and there are few acquired blood refining to change the existence of the bloodline inheritance, generally speaking, the better the bloodline, the higher the talent.

So the stronger Long Wei is, the higher the talent, of course, this is not absolute.

But from now on, Ji Mo's bloodline inheritance is not as good as Yan Xing.

"Huh?"

He was surprised that such a seemingly ordinary young dragon would have an even more extraordinary bloodline than himself.

"Are you a white dragon? No, the white dragon won't be a golden pupil...... Could it be that it is the same blood with that guy...... No, there is a difference...... So what the hell are you?"

He guessed Yan Xing's bloodline with great taste, and he didn't even have the slightest respect, as if he was looking at an exhibit.

Yan Xing had anger in his heart, but the momentum emanating from the black dragon body became more and more terrifying, and he could only swallow his anger so as not to be accidentally injured.

And Ji Mo knew that Long Wei was ineffective against him, so he used spiritual pressure to torture him instead.

He has just stepped into the Soul Gathering Period, how can he stand the majesty of the Young Dragon in the Forging Period, that is a whole big realm!

His back seemed to be pressed against a mountain and a sea, and his limbs trembled slightly, bearing great pressure, only a pair of golden eyes remained unyielding.

"Yo, it's quite resistant, don't stand like this all the time if you have the ability. Ji Mo didn't feel the slightest guilt for bullying a young dragon, but was interested.

Click......

The spiritual pressure released by Ji Mo became stronger and stronger, gradually exceeding Yan Xing's capacity.

His expression was even more painful, and there was an overwhelming crunch between the joints of his bones, as if he would fall apart at any moment.

But it still didn't fall.

Haven't fallen yet?

"Hmph!" Ji Mo snorted coldly.

A soft sound floated into Yan Xing's mind, but it continued to reverberate in his mind like thunder, almost shaking his consciousness into a blank.

It's so vicious, and the cold drink is actually mixed with the impact of spiritual pressure!

Ahem......

A trace of crimson dragon blood snaked from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the gray mountain rock.

On the paper, there is a touch of red between the leaves.

The red is so gorgeous, like the red flowers in the broken walls and residual wolf smoke after the city is broken, so dazzling and desolate.

The rich medicinal fragrance overflowed, like the fragrance of peonies blooming on the ruins, lingering in the canyon.

Yan Xing's young white dragon body twitched twice, and then began to shake, like an isolated reed stalk in the wind, ready to fall at any moment.

Ahem......

Each cough made the dragon's body tremble violently, and more dragon blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

He didn't say a word, his golden eyes dimmed a little, but he didn't change his firmness, his thin body was straight, he looked so stubborn, childish, rebellious, even stupid.

A gentleman can endure it, but he has taken revenge for ten years.

The villain can endure it, but he survives in sleek flattery.

The dragon can rise and fall, and can hide and endure, this is great wisdom, temporarily avoiding the edge.

But he Yan Xing couldn't bear it.

He just couldn't bear it.

He didn't want to endure it, he didn't want to endure it, he didn't want to endure it.

Why endure?

Even if you fall standing up, don't fall down and stand!

He was like a freshly cast, still burning red sword embryo, and he was beaten with the power of ten thousand pounds.

Unwilling to break, will not break, one day after a hundred forging, thousands of forging, ten thousand forging, into a sword that shocks the world.

At this point, silence is better than sound......

"Stop!"

"You broke the rules of Dragon Gorge, you made him hurt!"

"Ji Mo, are you crazy?!Aren't you afraid that the elders will ask for guilt?!"

The young dragons screamed and even rushed forward, but were stopped by the young dragons.

Ji Mo didn't pay attention to the scolding and threats at all, and just looked at Yan Xing quietly.

Why is he standing? Isn't he free from pain when he falls?

The anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, and another unknown meaning appeared.

It's just an ignorant young dragon, obviously already injured, and even the bones make an overwhelming crunching sound, why do they still persevere?

Do you want to fall, don't want to fall, can't fall, or are you unwilling to fall?

Himemo may know the answer.

Back then, he was arrogant and under great pressure like Yan Xing today, but in the end, he didn't stand as straight as Yan Xing......

Ji Mo was quiet for a long time.

One last sigh.

There was so much meaning in this sigh, and it contained too much emotion in him.

I don't know if it's irony or appreciation.

"You're a lot like a dragon. He sighed a little, but he didn't say who the dragon was.

"The spiritual pressure I released is the Sixth Heaven of the Soul Gathering Period, and it is far beyond my expectations that you have been able to hold on until now. ”

"I'd love to know what the maximum spiritual pressure you can bear, but you're too desperate and upright, I'm afraid that if you hurt you too hard, the elder will never give me a good end, so I don't dare to continue to pressurize. ”

"Your friends are right, and they are not lying, and I dare not touch you because of your character. ”

Ji Mo withdrew the spiritual pressure outside his body little by little.

Yan Xing noticed this detail.

He understood that Ji Mo had indeed stopped and did not intend to continue the needle.

If Ji Mo retracted all the spiritual pressure at once, he would inevitably suffer serious internal injuries due to the too great contrast between the front and back pressure.

But Ji Mo didn't do this, but thoughtfully gave him a buffer and a process of adaptation, trying to minimize the damage.

Ji Mo did give up.

But Yan Xing is still like a great enemy.

Even if you are sure that your opponent can't stop falling, they all fall in front of him, what is the difference between falling down at this time and falling just now?

Until the last trace of pressure on his body returned to Ji Mo's body, Yan Xing did not relax at all, like a spear stuck in the ground, standing firmly, ready to deal with all kinds of mutations at any time, his eyes were like torches.

His golden eyes revealed a will as solid as gold, and at the same time, he also saw the mockery on Ji Mo's face.

Yan Xing knew that he was a little naïve, and it was clear that any protection was like paper paste in front of Ji Mo, but he was still stubbornly vigilant against Ji Mo.

In fact, Ji Mo also admires Yan Xing very much.

Now he should be very tired, very tired, this exhaustion not only comes from the body, but also from the mind, most adult dragons can't hold back that pain.

But the young dragon did not lose its vigilance and remained there.

But those who can resist it are either extremely cruel to themselves, or their minds are unmatched.

In Ji Mo's opinion, this young dragon has both, otherwise how could he stand so straight.

Such as a peerless spear, such as an imperial sword, such as a lone pine on the top of a cliff.

This was too difficult for a young dragon that was less than a year old to do, and Yan Xing didn't look like a young dragon at all.

"There is such a little monster as you in the new term...... As a senior, I would like to advise, don't be too cruel to yourself, you will kill yourself one day. ”

Yan Xing was slightly shocked in his heart, an evil dragon like Ji Mo would also say such a thing.

But he also quickly understood that Ji Mo's change in attitude towards himself was because of the word perseverance.

"Let's go. ”

Ji Mo ordered lightly, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

He turned around, spread his wings more than six meters on his back, and flew into the sky with all his limbs.

It doesn't drag the mud and water at all, as if it leaves calmly.

Boom, boom, boom......

Several sounds of breaking the air sounded in a row, and the young dragons took off one after another, and finally disappeared in place.

The snow had finally stopped, and the wind was still howling, but it was no longer able to roll up a few thin snowflakes.

It hardly snows in Dragon Gorge, and even if it does, it is deliberately done by Ji Meisha.

Yan Xing thought about it, did the mountain wind that rolled up the snow just now have her acquiescence?

The green vines gradually melted into water, and there was no snow in the canyon, which was particularly pleasant.

No matter how heavy the snow is, there are times when it blows away.

The figure of the Evil Dragon Gang disappeared from view, and was finally hidden by the mountain.

Yan Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the dragon's body shook slightly.

The dragonlings immediately stepped forward and gathered around him.

"Yan Xing, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?" The young dragons were all very worried, they all saw the scene when he coughed up blood.

"It's not a big problem, it's good to go......" he forced a smile and comforted his companions.

"But I'm going to sleep for a while......"

He uttered the last words with all his strength, and then fell to the ground.

He was tired, so tired, that he felt like he was going to the Yama Temple.

Unable to stop the tsunami-like fatigue that came in, Yan Xing's consciousness fell into pure darkness.

In just a few minutes, his breathing gradually calmed down, and the tense dragon body relaxed.

......

......

The young dragons looked at each other.

Yan Xing actually fell asleep so quickly, it was hard to imagine what kind of pain he had just endured.

"That'...... What are we going to do? carry him into the cave?" Jin Xun asked.

Lin Bu suggested: "This mountain wall is not easy to walk, it is not wise to send him up...... In this way, my cave is relatively close to the ground, and send him to me to rest. ”

Since he said so, of course, everyone did not object, and randomly discussed to pick up and carry away Yan Xing on the ground.

Just as the young dragons were still planning noisily, another figure appeared in the distance at some point.

She walked towards the young dragons, her steps light and silent, unhurried.

Several young dragons saw her and recognized her, and quickly alerted their companions who had not yet reacted.

The six young dragons stood in a row and saluted respectfully.

She nodded slightly, a gentle smile on her face.

Pink dragon scales, a ten-meter body, a pair of eyes that don't know the depth, can't see the meaning.

Only then did she come to Yan Xing's side and casually held him up with her front paws.

A flower in the shape of a red medicine floated out of the void.

The golden flowers and emerald leaves are extraordinary at first sight.

But a great force fell, the flowers were broken, the leaves were broken, and they were directly crushed into a ball of juice, and there was not even the slightest smell coming out, and the medicinal power was locked to death.

She controlled her spiritual power to open Yan Xing's mouth, and the ball of medicinal juice immediately fell into his mouth.

After just a few breaths, Yan Xing's face looked better.

As soon as the Dragon Gang left, she appeared to treat Yan Xing.

But she looked like she had expected it.

Some young dragons thought that Yan Xing was maliciously oppressed by Ji Mo because Ji Meisha was not there.

But now it doesn't seem so simple and innocent.

......

As soon as Ji Meisha waved her claws, Yan Xing was sent into the cave to sleep.

Then she left.

When leaving, he explained that the young dragons could rest for a few days, and wait for Yan Xing and Yan Clan to wake up before going to class.

The young dragons were half happy and half worried, happy that they could play for three or two days, and worried about Yan Xing's injury......

That's all they do in a day, climbing, playing hide-and-seek, and exploring deeper canyons.

They are young dragons, not so thoughtful, maybe a few are more young and mature, but in general they are still very sunny and innocent.

The listener has the intention, but the speaker has no intention.

For example, Zhao Midao broke Ji Mo's identity, in fact, she didn't have any intentions, but she just happened to recognize it, and by the way.

Jin Xun really didn't want to cause trouble to Jin Bo, so he didn't act on purpose.

They are only two or three-year-old young dragons, even if they have an extraordinary family background, rich inheritance memories, tight education, and extraordinary talents.

But how much can they understand the world?

They have an IQ equivalent to that of a human teenager, but their mental age is still two or three years old.

It's the experience that matters about mental age, not IQ.

And Ji Meisha's healing of his injuries was also learned from Zhou Nanhai after Yan Xing woke up.