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Chapter 627: Ye Zhan is arrested

Immortal and immortal.

This is the power of the undead dragon's bloodline.

Although Ye Zhan is far from reaching this step now, he can recover slightly.

His immortal dragon bloodline was passed on to Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun's previous injuries automatically recovered and it made sense.

Roar!

Roaring in the sky.

Ye Zhan's body flashed, like a blood-colored dragon slamming violently, and the momentum of his whole body was rising steadily, unstoppable, like a killing god, no one could stop him.

Rumble!

Lin Xiaotian was like a weak sheep at the moment, in front of Ye Zhan, he couldn't raise the desire to fight at all.

Before, he also threatened to kill Ye Zhan.

That's because he underestimated the power of the undead dragon's bloodline.

Even if he possessed the power of two bloodlines, it was far from being comparable to the bloodlines of the undead dragon.

This is the gap.

Lin Xiaotian was knocked covered in blood, and there was intense fear in his eyes.

He is extremely embarrassed now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a lost dog.

He admits that he made a fatal mistake, which is to look down on the God and Demon Lord too much.

The God and Demon Lord can grow to such a place step by step, and he naturally has his strength.

"Ahh

He screamed.

Just as Ye Zhan rushed over, suddenly, four iron chains appeared in the void, and the iron chains quickly wrapped around Ye Zhan's body like a python.

Streams of silver light went down the four chains, and with a sizzling sound, they roared.

Ye Zhan's body slammed into the wind, and a heart-rending voice erupted from his mouth.

"Ahh

His entire body was rapidly cracking apart, but the next moment it was rapidly recovering.

"Is the blood of an undead dragon? ”

A faint voice came from the void, and it was eerie.

"It's so powerful. Jian Yu and Qing Ming's hearts jumped at this moment.

Who is that mysterious powerhouse? so powerful?

And after hearing this voice, Lin Xiaotian couldn't help but gasp: "Father." ”

The person who came was his father, Lin Cang.

In the void, thunder flickered.

I saw a figure standing there.

A furious aura surged from the man's body, echoing all around.

Lin Cang took a step, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and waved his hand slightly.

I saw that above the sky there were four silver pythons.

And in the mouths of these four silver pythons, there is a silver glittering iron chain.

The iron chain connected a person, and that was Ye Zhan.

"I really want to know where the limit of your immortal dragon bloodline is?" Lin Cang smiled gloomily, and the corners of his mouth lifted a cold arc.

In his eyes is greed, envy.

Immortal dragon blood.

It would be nice if he had this bloodline too.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes burst into a brilliant light, flashing and flashing, as bright as a star.

In front of him, Ye Zhan was covered in blood, but the strange thing was that this blood kept flowing back into his body.

At this moment, his pain can only be known to himself.

"I was finally caught. ”

Unwillingness appeared in his eyes, and he roared in his heart: "Qingyun, you have to be strong." ”

Ye Qingyun.

It's his relatives in this world.

Ye Qingyun flowed with the blood veins in his body, the blood of the immortal dragon!

Moreover, he is very optimistic about his son.

"Take it away!" Lin Cang said gloomily, and the four pythons above kept swimming, dragging the chains below, and quickly flew into the distance.

"Howling. Suddenly, Lin Cang set his eyes on his son.

"Father. Lin Xiaotian looked at his father, and then said with some bitterness, "I'm defeated." ”

"You're not defeated. Lin Cang shook his head, the light in his eyes flickered, and he said earnestly: "After returning to the Lin family, you said that you defeated the god and demon lord, do you know?"

"You weren't defeated, if he didn't have the blood of an undead dragon, you would have won a long time ago. ”

After saying this, Lin Cang took a step forward, and his figure quickly disappeared, like a gust of wind.

When Lin Xiaotian heard this, his body trembled violently.

Yes, if Ye Zhan didn't have the bloodline of the undead dragon, he would have won a long time ago.

Thinking of this, excitement lit up in his eyes.

However, he didn't think about what would happen to him if he didn't have the power of two bloodlines?

I have to say that the thinking of the Lin family is so different.

The idea is such an idiot.

After Lin Xiaotian's eyes flickered for a moment, his entire body also disappeared.

......

Clear blue sky, layers of white clouds.

A behemoth roared along.

This is the nine-headed heron with two on his back.

An old man, a young man.

The young man lay on the back of the nine-headed heron, his face pale and pale, like a blank piece of paper, bloodless.

Bing Feng glanced at the young man in white and sighed.

He vaguely felt that the father of the young man in white might have been more than lucky.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun entered a strange state.

His soul is skyrocketing, and his spiritual power is slowly growing.

At this moment, his injuries are very serious, but the blood veins in his body are constantly rolling, and in this rolling, his injuries are automatically recovering, and it is extremely weird.

This is the benefit that the undead dragon bloodline brings to him.

Suddenly, in front of him, arrows shot like rain, trying to bury Bing Feng and the others.

Bing Feng's complexion changed slightly, his big sleeves waved suddenly, and a strong spiritual power emerged in an instant.

The arrow snapped open.

Bing Feng knew that this must be someone sent by the Qing Ying of the Qinglong faction.

At this moment, an old figure suddenly appeared in the void, and a sound of surprise echoed around.

"Teacher!"

This is Li Bing.

When Bing Feng saw this old man, he was slightly stunned, and couldn't remember who the latter was for a while, so he asked confusedly, "Are you?"

"I'm Li Bing. Li Bing's face was nothing, and he said quickly, "Your named disciple, Li Bing." ”

"I remembered. Bing Feng's eyes flickered, and when he heard the name, he recalled some things from before.

Beside Li Bing stood a big man with iron tower muscles like metal.

This person looked at Bing Feng, then bowed slightly, and his attitude was extremely respectful: "Contemptible people fly on the grass, Mr. once forged a sword for me before, and this sword helped me resist countless enemies. I am very grateful to Master Bingfeng. ”

Looking at the sharp sword shot in front of him, Grass Flying looked cold, took a step, and pulled out his long sword.

It was a very heavy sword, about three feet wide, and it was as black as a pitch-black mountain.

A sword swung out violently, and the astonishing sword aura landed on the arrows shot in front of him.

Click!

Suddenly, the arrow shattered completely and fell to the ground.

The Great Han of the Iron Tower in front of him has cultivated well, reaching the ninth level of the Heavenly Netherworld.