The strength of the Thousand Zhangjiao Dragons condensed by blood waves is undoubtedly the strongest.

In the middle of the flight, the blood in the pool was still rolling upside down, merging into the dragon's body.

It's still getting bigger.

Two thousand zhang.

Three thousand zhang.

5,000 zhang.

This has completely surpassed the surrounding thousands of high mountains, entrenched in the sky, revealing a large area of blood-colored phantom.

The blood waves were monstrous, the evil qi was surging, and the strong coercion swept out like a storm, so that Tuling and the others couldn't bear it at all, and kept retreating, but their faces were full of smiles, this dragon is so powerful, it will definitely win.

Yang Yifan was not affected in any way, whether it was the evil qi or the strong coercion, when he arrived in front of the war king who had manifested the power of the bloodline, it was like the water meeting a boulder, and it directly separated, surging towards both sides.

"What's going on?"

"Oh my God, what's that?"

"It's terrifying. ”

"It's a spirit snake transformed into a Jiao, oh my God, there is such an existence. ”

The movement was too big, and everyone in this area of the Sendai Realm also saw the five thousand zhang Jiaolong rampaging in the sky, and their faces were immediately full of shock, although they didn't know what level this Jiaolong had reached when it was alive, but it must have surpassed the realm of the Imperial Road.

It's too strong!

Many people have a look of longing in their eyes, looking forward to the day when they can reach that point.

"That's?"

Soon, someone noticed that something was wrong.

Because in front of the 5,000-zhang blood-colored dragon, a golden figure appeared, which was too small, just like a little ant standing in front of a big mountain.

Shot!

The golden figure actually punched at this moment.

It's unbelievable.

These guys almost didn't bare out their eyeballs one by one, that figure was really too small, how could they have the courage to punch that 5,000-foot blood-colored dragon?

It will definitely be destroyed into powder in an instant.

Many people are thinking to themselves.

But the next moment, they were just like Tuling and the others, and they were directly stupid there.

"How is that possible?"

"I don't want to believe it. ”

"Hallucination, this must be an illusion. ”

"I must be dreaming. ”

The almost sluggish voice sounded, and those guys all looked at the fighting side, the golden light figure blasted out with a punch, which was irresistible, and where it passed, the blood light collapsed, and the five thousand zhang Jiaolong that seemed to be extremely powerful could not be stopped at all, and on the huge body, terrifying cracks were spreading rapidly, and fragments continued to fall, turning into blood and water again.

It's too hard to accept.

With just one punch, the 5,000-foot Jiaolong couldn't bear it.

As a result, there was no accident, in front of these Sendai Realm-level shape-shifting fierce beasts and martial artists with the bloodline inheritance of fierce beasts, the five thousand zhang dragon was just like this by the golden figure punch after punch and repulsed, and then shattered, turned into blood and fell down, and completely dissipated.

The area was completely silent.

"Could it be that an ancient beast took shape?"

A guy muttered to himself.

That's what many other people are thinking at this moment.

But only the guys in Tuling knew that this was not a shape-shifting beast, but a person, a pure and pure person, because they could see it clearly, and the golden figure they got was manifested by Yang Yifan's bloodline.

When did a pure-blood Terran warrior become so powerful?

That scene completely subverted the thoughts of Tuling and the others, although Yang Yifan was demonic and rebellious, but in the end it was only the second step of the Sendai Realm, whether he could continue to improve in the future is still a question, but what about the golden figure? The level reached when he was alive must have surpassed that dragon, otherwise it would not be possible to have such a might.

The five thousand zhang dragon collapsed, and the phantom of the war king stood proudly in the void.

Then, the other fierce beasts formed by the bloody aura and blood waves slowly rose into the air at this moment, surrounding the phantom of the war king, and then, under the frightened gaze of one guy after another, they prostrated and knelt down, as if worshipping.

All beasts are in the sky, kneel and worship!

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Tu Ling and the others seemed to have lost the strength of their whole body, their bodies kept retreating, their faces were completely devoid of a trace of blood, and their eyes were full of fear, these condensed beasts were their ancestors, how could they bow down to that golden figure? That was a pure-blooded human warrior.

For a long time, they have regarded the pure-blood human race as a cheap race and treated them as slaves, so that they have a sense of superiority and nobility in front of the pure-blood human race, but now, their ancestors are kneeling in front of a pure-blood human warrior, how can this make them superior and noble?

"No, I don't believe it. ”

Tu Ling yelled, and a pair of fists were about to crush.

However, this still can't change the scene of the fierce beasts in the air kneeling and surrendering.

Call.

Yang Yifan took a deep breath and felt that the blood in his body had completely boiled, this was the war king of the pure-blooded human race, he was mighty, and he could make ten thousand beasts surrender as soon as he made a move.

There is no doubt that at the beginning, there was a war king who brought the Terran warriors to this endless mountain area and conquered the fierce beast tribe here, so the ancestor of the blue wolf clan participated in the battle with the Yaksha and caused serious injuries to fall, and this inheritance cave to improve the strength of the fierce beast was obviously built by the war clan, and they came to select potential war beasts and cultivate war beasts.

After a few breaths, the phantom of the War King dissipated, turning into golden blood again and returning to Yang Yifan's body, and those fierce beasts also collapsed into bloody qi and blood waves, everything was calm, as if what had happened before was like an illusion.

But Tuling and the others knew best that it was not an illusion, because Yang Yifan, the initiator of all this, was still standing there.

At this time, looking at Yang Yifan again, the eyes of Tuling and the others were obviously a little shaky, with a touch of emptiness, they had always called Yang Yifan a lowly thing, but who was humble and who was noble had been clearly shown in the scene just now.

Yang Yifan didn't say anything, but continued to walk towards the blood pool, this time, there was no more fierce beast condensed in front of him, he easily arrived next to the blood pool, and then jumped down with a pop.

It's been so long, and it's time to break through the third star seal.

The War Clan used to be glorious, but now it has dissipated, and all he can rely on is his own strength.

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