When the martial artist was practicing, his perception of the loss of the outside world was extremely weak, and it had been a whole month since he had a conversation with Kuraki Hua at the beginning.

In the past month, Ning Chuan's mind was full of Cangmu's words, he pondered for a long time, thought about it, and even had the idea of abolishing his own skills and re-cultivating, but he was rejected one by one, and it was not so easy to re-cultivate the exercises.

Martial artists start from cultivation and choose a practice method, if it is not for the fact that the grade of the exercise is too low, and the martial artist's qualifications are acceptable, so that the martial artist falls into the point where he cannot advance, otherwise under normal circumstances, few people will choose to re-practice the exercise.

After all, the exercises are not martial arts, and the internal qi, gang qi, and aura that he has cultivated have already had a certain tacit understanding with the body of the martial artist after the accumulation of circulation in the martial artist's body.

And Ning Chuan's current situation is very complicated, if he wants to enter the realm of peeping dao, he has two choices, one is to do his best to comprehend the path of space, when he reaches a certain level, he can naturally enter the realm of peeping dao. The other is to rebuild the Chaos Tree.

Finally, half a month ago, Ning Chuan made a complete decision, he did not choose to abolish his work and rebuild, but chose to suppress his realm, no longer pursuing to break through to the realm of peeping dao as soon as possible, but suppressing his perception of the rhyme of all sides, accumulating it, and waiting for the Chaos Divine Tree to be re-established, it was the time for him to break through the realm of peeping dao.

And this time, he not only wants to re-establish the Chaos Divine Tree, but also has already made up his mind to take the Chaos Dao as the foundation, the Heavenly Dao as the main support, the Epoch Dao as the life wheel, supplemented by the Three Thousand Great Dao as the branches, and the Billions of Small Paths as the crown leaves, to achieve a new Chaos Divine Tree.

On this day, Ning Chuan was carefully contemplating the Dao Yun in the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd, when suddenly a white light flashed beside him, and a figure in a cyan shirt appeared there, and the person who came was Cang Muhua.

At this moment, Cang Muhua was a little tired, and there was some anger in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, and he didn't know why, but his aura fluctuations were significantly enhanced, obviously because he had re-cultivated the Barbarian Transformation Dragon Duel, and he had successfully cultivated. Although he has not yet entered the realm of enlightenment, he is only one step away from the door, and he may enter at any time.

Coming to Ning Chuan's side, Cang Muhua sat on the chair and breathed for a long time before calming down the anger in his heart, but there was still something unkind in his tone, and he said to Ning Chuan: "Three days later, I will pick you up!" ”

After saying this, Cang Mu left, Ning Chuan could see from Cang Mu Hua's performance after he came in that in order for himself to be able to enter the Dragon Blood Divine Pool, he obviously fought with other people of the Seven Veins, and he suffered a lot of anger.

"Hey!" With a faint sigh in his heart, Ning Chuan remembered Cang Muhua's friendship deeply in his heart, even if it was because he returned the kindness of the Barbarian Dragon Duel, but everything the other party did was enough to reciprocate.

Three days passed in a flash, Cang Muhua's face was much better this time, but he was still a little worried, and said to Ning Chuan: "I discussed with them for more than ten days, but in the end I decided to test with you, if you can pass, you can enter the Dragon Blood Divine Pool, otherwise ......"

Ning Chuan nodded, looking at Cang Muhua's face three days ago, he knew that this matter was not so easy, but since Cang Muhua had won the opportunity for him, Ning Chuan naturally would not miss it.

The two of them went all the way, this is to go to the ancestral land of the dragon clan, and it is also the most sacred place among the dragon clan, no clansmen are allowed to sway over, they must walk over, if they are cultivated as the people below, they need to bow down in five steps, and bow in three steps.

After a while, he came to the outside of the Dragon Blood God Pool, which was a pool shrouded in blood-colored dragon qi, but it was a lake with a radius of seven or eight miles. Except for the direction in which they entered, the other three sides were all surrounded by stone walls, and there were many holes on those stone walls, but inside were the elites of the Red Dragon lineage.

"Hmph, an outsider, you still want to experience the baptism of my dragon ancestral land?" A black demon dragon glanced at Ning Chuan with disdain.

This black dragon was about ninety-seven zhang in size, and beside him, there was another ninety-eight zhang long black dragon, but this black dragon didn't pay any attention to Ning Chuan, as if Ning Chuan came or not had nothing to do with him at all.

Eight dragons came from the eight veins of the dragon clan, except for the first vein of the holy dragon, there was no one to come, and one was replaced by the first vein of the black dragon, and the other seven veins all came, and the body length was more than ninety-five zhang. However, the green dragon from the first vein of the dragon is only eighty-seven zhang in size, and it is the weakest one.

Ning Chuan didn't pay attention to the clamor of the black dragon, anyway, he was going to fight with the eight dragons one by one today, and when the time came, wouldn't he have more say if he spoke with his strength.

The black dragon still thought that Ning Chuan despised him, and was about to open his mouth to scold angrily, but it was Long Muran, the Lord of the Holy Dragon, who listened, coughed, and then gave up. Immediately, I only heard Long Muran say: "Although this little brother is a human race, he is inextricably linked with our dragon clan, and he has great kindness to the Canglong lineage. Cang Muhua, the lord of the dragon, is even more willing to exchange the dragon vein for 7,000 years without entering the ancestral land for a chance to enter the ancestral land, and after many discussions, we have decided that if the little brother can defeat the younger generation of my eight veins here, you will be allowed to enter it, otherwise please leave my dragon valley! ”

Ning Chuan nodded silently, he knew that Long Muran's words were for him, to make him remember the Canglong lineage, and even the kindness of the dragon clan. However, Ning Chuan will naturally remember the favor of the Canglong lineage, but the entire dragon clan is up for debate.

Ning Chuan stepped forward slowly, his eyes fell on the black dragon who was shouting with him just now, and said, "It seems that you really want to teach me a lesson, and now your chance has come!" ”

The black dragon smiled fiercely, the dragon claws on all fours fell to the ground, and came to the surroundings of Ningchuan, this is the ancestral land of the dragon clan, and it cannot be vacated here, whether it is Ningchuan or the black dragon, it is the same treatment.

"Remember, grandpa is a black dragon lineage!" The black dragon Mo Du didn't talk nonsense, and the dragon head spit out a mouthful of dragon breath towards Ning Chuan, turned into a sword soldier in the air, and slashed towards Ning Chuan.

Although this is a sword soldier transformed by the dragon's breath, but the tenacity is no less than an ordinary blade, Ning Chuan's face did not change, waved the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd, did not use any martial arts, easily broke this move, and immediately stepped on the flying dragon dance technique, quickly approached Mo Du's side, and immediately performed the mountain-shaking style.

There are a total of eight Tianjiao in the eight veins of the dragon clan, and there are still seven battles to come, and Ning Chuan must fight quickly and must not delay for too long.

Although the dragon's breath was broken, the dragon's breath is just a skill that everyone in the dragon clan can do, it is not a profound secret method, and Mo Du doesn't care, looking at Ning Chuan's halberd with extraordinary power, Mo Du even if he looks down on Ning Chuan, but he is also full of vigilance, and then the body of the demon dragon suddenly bursts, and the dragon claws under the abdomen stretch out, gathering dragon qi in the air, transforming from a phantom to a substance, and attacking towards Ning Chuan.

The most powerful place in the black dragon vein is the strength of its dragon qi, and the name of the exercise they practice is Xuanqi Demon Dragon Gong! The dragon qi in his body was even able to compete with the dragon qi of the holy dragon vein, and this attack of Mo Du collided with Ning Chuan's mountain-shaking style, and the two edges staggered, and no one could gain the upper hand.

Although it seems that there is no winner or loser, but in fact, Ning Chuan's halberd has not yet sent out its full strength, and the pace under his feet is indeed changing at this moment, and it actually came to the top of Mo Du's head in an instant, and he rose up in a falling moon style.

The Falling Moon Style Ning Chuan rarely performs it, but it doesn't mean that this style is not powerful, falling from the sky, with the weight of the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd, even if the halberd blade has not been opened, it can cause huge damage, not to mention that the halberd blade of the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd is extremely sharp.

Ning Chuan's people were still in mid-air, and they hadn't fallen, but the strong wind carried by the halberd blade had already torn a hole in the top of Mo Du's head. Even if the body is strong into the black dragon, it can't resist this small strong wind, and even if it is a black dragon, if the top of the head is cut open by a sharp blade, it will not escape death.

Mo Du couldn't move under Ning Chuan's suppression, and the danger of death enveloped his whole body, Mo Du began to panic, but he was not afraid, because this was within the dragon clan, and there was the Lord of the Eight Veins on the side, and he was not worried about his death at all.

Sure enough, when Ning Chuan's Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd was about to fall on Mo Du's head, it suddenly retracted its force and deflected it to the side, and directly bombarded the ground under Mo Du into a small hole, the pit was only the size of a fist, but it was dozens of miles deep into the ground, and Mo Du's pupils shrank, and he no longer dared to shout with Ning Chuan.

"Next!" Ning Chuan didn't have the arrogance after the victory, only a calm look, and three words came out of his mouth lightly.

But these three words fell on the ears of the younger generation of the dragon clan, but it was extremely harsh, they felt the ridicule, they began to be unconvinced, the silver dragon, also ninety-seven zhang long, suddenly jumped out, and shouted to Ning Chuan: "Mo Du's failure is his own incompetence, don't think that we are all like him, let me Ao Chen come to meet you for a while!" ”

Ao Chen is the same as Ao Yuan, a person who belongs to the silver war dragon lineage, and the age difference between the two is within ten years, but the difference is that Ao Yuan is a strong man at the level of the beast god with a body length of one hundred and two zhang, and Ao Chen is still a lot worse, maybe after this baptism, he can shorten the distance with Ao Yuan.

The talent of the war dragon is completely above the battle, they practice the Yuan Jue Dragon Divine Skill, this technique is more suitable for battle than the Barbarian Dragon Duel, Ao Chen's body is radiant and generous, and he will bully towards Ning Chuan with his teeth and claws, unlike Mo Duk, Ao Chen's battles are all based on close quarters.

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