When she was in the Tianmu Mountain Range of the Douqi Continent, Medusa was just a snake man, and the reason why she successfully turned into a dragon was because of the power of a ray of sun true fire origin and the blood pool of the Tianshan Mountains.

However, the power of the Tianshan Blood Pool is still far worse than the true fire of the sun after all, and now Medusa has gradually removed this power from her body.

Of course, it's not that this force is too weak.

The reason why she removed this power was just to ensure the uniqueness of the power in her body, in order to go further.

Although at present, this power is similar to the origin of the Sun True Fire, but in terms of potential, the Sun True Fire is definitely stronger.

This power can be said to be similar to Jiang Taixu's divine blood to a certain extent.

The original power of the blood pool was not as good as the origin of the sun's true fire, but over the years, with Medusa's cultivation becoming profound, this power has also been refined by the sun's true fire, containing dragon energy.

This is the power of the origin stripped out of the body of a king's peak, coupled with a wisp of essence blood deliberately fused by Medusa, which is enough to change the physique of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, so that his bloodline evolves and turns from a Jiao into a dragon.

It is equivalent to Jiang Taixu not exhausting the divine blood, but removing all the divine blood in his body, and then fusing it into the body of an ordinary genius of the Jiang family, which can directly turn that person into a genius like Ji Haoyue.

At the very beginning, the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi was nothing special except for his own dragon bloodline.

Although nominally on the same level as the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, it is actually slightly inferior.

Now he is lucky, because of the appearance of Medusa, he has obtained the power that Medusa has eliminated, and he has been able to evolve his bloodline.

I'm here to help you and see how far you can go!

Looking at the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi in front of him, Zhao Yu smiled meaninglessly, and then pointed out the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Zhao Yu's voice fell, and then his figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared in front of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand slashed out.

However, the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi also reacted quickly, and a flash of blue light shone from the center of his eyebrows, and then turned into an ancient seal.

The ancient seal is crystal clear throughout, like jade and not jade, and the blue light flows in it, and there seems to be a green dragon swimming in it.

"Ding—"

A crisp voice sounded, and the Zhuxian Sword stabbed the ancient seal, and a terrifying power erupted between the two.

The little Jiao King in Tsing Yi remained motionless, his eyes were shining with blood, and then his right hand suddenly grabbed forward.

"Huh!"

His palm directly turned into a cyan dragon claw, but it was not hideous, but rather delicate and delicate, the scales were crystal clear, and the claws were shining, like a work of art.

However, although it looks good, the power contained in this dragon's claw is extremely terrifying.

The dragon's claws tore through the void, revealing their edges, and grabbed Zhao Yu's chest.

Zhao Yu did not back down, but clenched his left hand into a fist and took the initiative to meet it.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The two of them fought in an instant, and when the two sides came up, they used all their killing moves, and even the cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm did not dare to approach at will.

The Zhuxian Sword continued to slash out, fierce and monstrous, and the ancient seal of the King of Tsing Yi Xiao Jiao was bursting with brilliance, like a heavy mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the two will clash dozens or hundreds of times, and all kinds of powerful secret techniques will be thrown out as if they don't need money.

At every moment, both sides were wounded, and a large amount of blood spurted out, only to be evaporated by the force of the rage.

And these injuries, which were fatal to others, could not stay on the two of them for too long, and they would heal soon.

Of course, the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi is really powerful, and he has mastered an extremely strong healing secret technique.

As for Zhao Yu, of course, he was forcibly opened.

After all, if he really used all his strength, even if he stood still and let the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi attack, he would not be damaged by half a point.

He was only simulating what kind of strength he would have if he were a four-pole secret realm cultivator at the extreme.

In the case of the Long Aotian vest, Zhao Yu has always used this power, and he has not exceeded it in the slightest.

The onlookers were solemn in their hearts, not only surprised by Long Aotian's strength, but also shocked by the talent of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi.

Among the demon clans before, the most popular was the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, followed by Yan Ruyu, the descendant of the Demon Emperor.

The little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi has to rank third, and compared with Yan Ruyu, it can be said that he is unknown.

However, no one expected that this ordinary Tsing Yi Xiaojiao King would be much stronger than the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

However, soon, the two people who fought in the field began to have a clear distinction between high and low.

The speed of the recovery of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi gradually couldn't keep up, and under the erosion of the fierce aura of the Zhuxian Sword, his wounds were difficult to heal.

His body was full of hideous sword marks, and the blood-red ferocious aura in him was raging, even if the blue light continued to spread out from the body of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, he still couldn't get rid of these ferocious qi.

"Roar!!

His eyes were red, and the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi let out an angry roar, and then his body instantly expanded, turning into a hundred-zhang long cyan Jiaolong.

However, even if he turned back into Jiaolong's true body, the wounds on his body still couldn't disappear.

As the two continued to fight, a large number of crumbling cyan scales spilled from the sky along with blood, and the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi roared angrily, but it was useless at all.

Even his clumsy stone seal was cut down from the sky by the Zhuxian Sword, and its brilliance was dim and fell into dust.

Looking at the huge cyan dragon in front of him, Zhao Yu had an arrogant smile on his face, and laughed loudly in his hand.

"Today, I am proud of the sky, and I will rely on the sword to slay the dragon!"

Looking at the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi fixedly, Zhao Yu's eyes froze, and then he drank in his heart.

Flying Immortals!

In an instant, Zhao Yu's body merged with the sword, directly turning into a dazzling light.

Except for a few Tianjiao such as the Shaking Light Holy Son, even the monks of the Four Extremes Secret Realm couldn't look directly at this extremely brilliant light.

And those monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm also felt their eyes tingling, as if the boundless sword intent was surging.

Time seemed to fall into an extremely slow state at this moment, and the dazzling streamer was an indescribably beautiful scene, slowly passing through the air, and then falling on the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi.

There was no sound, no burst of energy, as if nothing had happened.

The brilliance in the sky vanished, and the seemingly slow scene before ended in an instant.

The sense of dislocation between extremely fast and extremely slow even made some monks with lower cultivation feel unbearable, and their qi and blood were disordered, and their mana was surging.

Zhao Yu stood high in the air with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, while the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi was stunned, and then his huge body fell to the ground.

On top of that, two shiny things fell off of him.

Everyone looked and found that they were the two majestic dragon horns of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi.

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