The two fell silent again, and there was a thick murderous aura in the air.

Hong Yuan turned his heart and prepared to force an impact, secretly brewing a fatal blow; Mu Qianbu did not continue to attack, looking up and down Hong Yuan's law body, his expression was quite surprised.

As a Dragon Blood Sanctuary Guardian Elder, he has profound cultivation skills and extremely rich experience, and he has experienced many winds and waves in his life, and has seen many strange people and strange things. However, I have never seen such a unique and powerful Dharma body! It looks like some of them are disciples of Buddhism, but if you look closely, they are not like them, and they are much more powerful than the masters of Buddhism who walk the rivers and lakes.

"Boy, are you really an ancient Zen disciple?" Mu Qianbu asked, with a faint hint of scruple in his eyes.

In the Continent of Gods and Ghosts, Ancient Zen Buddhism has always been an ethereal legend, leaving a scale and a half claw in many ancient books, but no one has ever seen ancient Zen Buddhism. Although the invisible sects such as the Snow Fox Gate in the Western Regions, the Black Wood Cliff and the Haitian Pavilion are secret, at least there are clear mountain gates, and from time to time there are sect disciples who appear and practice on the rivers and lakes, but no one has ever seen ancient Zen Buddhism. Legend has it that the heirs of ancient Zen Buddhism will never show up, but as long as they appear, it will definitely be when the Divine and Ghost Continent is turned upside down, and there is this record in many ancient books of Dragon Blood Mountain.

As a high-ranking Dragon Blood Sanctuary Guardian Elder, Mu Qianbu knew many secrets that ordinary people didn't know. It was precisely because of this that looking at Hong Yuan's terrifying Dharma Body, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Haha, what's the matter, what's not the case?"

Hong Yuan did not admit or deny it, and took the initiative to rush forward with a loud shout, hoping for a quick solution. The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes, Mu Qianbu alone is difficult to deal with, once the elite of the dragon blood legion arrives, it will definitely be difficult to fly!

After thinking about it clearly, Hong Yuan made a decisive attack and made a decision at the critical moment. If you succeed, you can escape, and if you fail, you will not regret dying in the hands of Mu Qianbu, and you will be calm and sober at the critical moment and have the courage to take risks.

"Okay, okay, come on!"

Mu Qianbu was even more surprised, surprised by Hong Yuan's courage and boldness.

Ever since he broke through to the half-step Heavenly God Realm a hundred years ago and became a guardian elder of the Dragon Blood Sanctuary, he had stood at the pinnacle of cultivation in the Divine Ghost Continent, looking down on the vast number of beings who had been cultivating hard. Even if he is a great master at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, it is not worth mentioning in his eyes, and no matter how proud a genius master is, he is respectful or uneasy in front of him, and he can't afford to resist at all. Now, Hong Yuan, who had only cultivated to the peak of the Four Directions Realm, had actually broken the record.

Whew! The heavy Daredevil Black Stone roared out and crashed straight into it like a mountain.

Hong Yuan urged the dragon power in his body to attack with all his might, and before he could get close to Mu Qianbu, the night demon black stone came out of his hand.

"This is the treasure of the Night Demon Clan, tsk, the kid is really powerful, not only retreated from the Night Demon Stone Forest, but also brought this treasure out!

Mu Qianbu snorted coldly, and as soon as he grabbed the void with his big hand, the mighty Night Demon Black Stone suddenly stopped, wanting to forcibly seize this treasure of Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he accelerated without hesitation, and before he rushed in front of Mu Qianbu, the demon rope whirred and brought up a lot of phantoms, and slammed into Mu Qianbu's waist, like a python to entangle it.

"Hey, the half-demon old man's demon rope, boy, how many treasures and big killing weapons do you have?"

Mu Qianbu knew the goods, and knew how powerful the demon rope was, so he had to withdraw and retreat quickly, and helplessly watched the night demon black stone fly back to Hong Yuan's hands. The next moment, Hong Yuan's Dharma Body rushed in front of him, and his sixteen arms danced wildly together, as if eight Hong Yuan were joining forces to attack.

The two fought on the Black Dragon River, and Hong Yuan knew that he was not an opponent, so he simply attacked frantically and only attacked but did not defend. Leaning slightly, he was shocked out by Mu Qianbu's palm, landed on the beach and staggered back more than a dozen steps before stabilizing his figure, and when he looked down, there was an extra palm print on his shoulder. On the chain bridge, Mu Qianbu also took a step back, and his long hair was messy and he didn't have the calmness he had before.

"Thousand-armed Buddha, you are really a member of the Buddhist Sect!" Mu Qianbu's face also had a touch of solemnity, and he found that Hong Yuan's Dharma Body was really extraordinary. Three heads and six arms, this is an out-and-out Buddhism mind, after cultivating to the extreme, you can become a Buddha with a thousand hands and a thousand faces, and the magic power is vast!

"Kill!"

Hong Yuan took a breath, then flew up again.

This time, the attack was more ferocious. It's a pity that he still couldn't force Mu Qianbu back, but he slapped him on the chest again, and the huge Dharma Body fell on the beach like a kite with a broken string, and opened his mouth with a sweet throat and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and his internal organs were almost shattered, and it didn't feel like he had been slapped by a palm, but was hit by a giant dragon or a mountain.

"Boy, it's useless, even if you have great magical powers, don't want to be presumptuous in front of the deity, your realm is too low. All the flesh and blood in the world can't carry the dragon blood divine palm of the deity!" Mu Qianbu snorted coldly, fighting with Hong Yuan with his bare hands from beginning to end, and it seemed that he didn't bother to sacrifice weapons at all, or the palms of his hands were his most powerful killing weapons.

Hong Yuan didn't say a word, gritted his teeth and frantically urged the dragon power in his body, and once again flew up desperately. This time, the bundled demon rope suddenly changed direction halfway, and it was entangled in the iron chain bridge at Mu Qianbu's feet, and rushed up desperately to fight Mu Qianbu in close combat. After being stabbed carelessly, Mu Qianbu was furious, and his subordinates no longer showed mercy and slapped it fiercely. The moment the palm was released, the light in the palm skyrocketed, faintly coiling a primeval dragon with teeth and claws.

"Boy, leave the dragon skin war drum and pay for Ouyang Bi's life!"

Mu Qianbu drank vigorously, and his strength increased dramatically, and he wanted to burst Hong Yuan's law body with one palm.

With a muffled sound, Hong Yuan flew out in response, and with many weapons in his hands, he couldn't stop Mu Qianbu's palm, and opened his mouth again to spurt out a mouthful of blood. But what surprised Mu Qianbu was that after Hong Yuan struggled on the beach for a while, he actually stood up again, a little blood oozed from the pores on his body, and the injury was not light, but his body did not look like it had been blown up in the slightest; the realm was not high, but his body was stronger than many great masters at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, and even, Mu Qianbu sensed a familiar power fluctuation on Hong Yuan's body.

"This is dragon power, boy, you ...... , you're also a Dragon's Blood Sanctuary?"

"No, it can't be! You're ...... , inherited the mantle of the Martial Saint Hall Yu Dongbo, the power of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon bloodline in his body was originally inherited by your kid!hahaha, I couldn't find it everywhere, but in the end, it didn't take any effort, the inheritance of the Martial Saint Hall was in your body, hahahaha......"

Mu Qianbu looked at Hong Yuan's strong body in surprise, sensed it carefully for a while, and laughed out loud.

In Dragon Blood Mountain, Yu Dongbo is also a super master, standing out among the disciples of the same generation, inheriting the bloodline power of an ancient Templar master, and his combat effectiveness is not below some elders, and he is respected by the Templar masters as the Martial Saint Hall. Since Yu Dongbo was ambushed and captured by the alliance giant Yeqingtian, Dragon Blood Mountain has not stopped rescuing, the primary purpose is not to save Dongbo, but to resolutely not let the power of the primeval dragon bloodline in the latter's body fall into the hands of the alliance master. It's a pity that Yu Dongbo's whereabouts have never been found.

Looking at Hong Yuan, who was physically strong, Mu Qianbu's eyes gradually became hot, and he secretly decided to bring Hong Yuan back to Dragon Blood Mountain.

For the Hualong Empire, the Dragon Skin War Drums had an extraordinary significance and could never be lost, but for the Dragon Blood Mountain, the inheritance power of the Martial Saint Hall in Dongbo was even more important. The number of each generation of the Dragon Blood Sanctuary is constant, and the source of power comes from the bloodline power passed down by the Ancient Heavenly Dragon, and if it is lost, there will be no way, and there will be no way to cultivate a new Dragon Blood Sanctuary. Especially the bloodline power of Yu Dongbo of the Martial Saint Hall is the most powerful and ferocious, and there is absolutely no room for error!

"Yes, Yu Dongbo's bloodline power is in my body! Old guy, come on, take it back if you have the ability!"

Hong Yuan slowly straightened his waist and faced Mu Qianbu's coercion. Although the bloodstained injury was not light, he did not give up, but became more and more courageous, and was about to wave many weapons to pounce again, when he suddenly felt a sense in his heart and sensed a wisp of familiar breath. On the surface of the river behind Mu Qianbu, a circle of subtle ripples faintly appeared.