Chapter 332: The Secret of the Dragon Technique
"Do you really think that the old lady calls you a senior, you are really a senior?" Wuchen's attitude changed greatly.
Almost at the moment when Wuchen spoke, Shen Qiansan was terrified, and without thinking, he flew away.
No sooner had he flown out of the cave than a black light slammed into the mouth of the cave.
There was a loud bang, and the entrance of the cave was directly collapsed, and then the fragments of black clothes were scattered and flying, and then a golden light meteor rushed to the moon.
"Flying Bull!" Shen Qiansan roared, just looking at the speed, it was not something he could deal with.
"Roar..."The Flying Bull had already made a move, flapping its wings, blowing a monstrous wind, and instantly behind Ji Yun, the tentacles blew a deafening roar, sweeping out.
"Beasts are looking for death!" "The Dustless Master was too undaunted, at this moment she was naked, but her body was covered with thick scales, and she brazenly met the tentacles of the Flying Bull.
"Boom..."The two tentacles arrived almost at the same time, and they smashed firmly on the body of the dustless master, but to Shen Qiansan's horror, the dustless master was actually fine!
Not only was it fine, but he didn't even take a step back, grabbed the tentacles of the flying cow with his backhand, and pressed his body against the antennae, and swished to the top of the flying cow's head.
The giant claws of the Flying Bull flipped up and slapped at the dustless master.
"Shhhh
"Die!" the dustless master snorted coldly, raised his fist, and smashed it down.
"Bang..."
At this moment, suddenly a rattan came silently and stopped on the top of the flying bull's head, and Wuchen Shitai smashed it down with a fist, and a golden needle-like spike suddenly appeared on the rattan of the clinker.
The scale armor on the fist of the dustless master was stronger than gold and iron, and it was directly pierced by this spike, but it was only piercing the scale armor, and the spike was retracted, and a sharp pain struck, accompanied by a tingling sensation.
"You're looking for death!" "Dustless Master Tai jumped up, and looked coldly at Shen Qiansan, who was spurting blood from his mouth and staggering back, "What a powerful magic weapon, if your cultivation is in the late stage of the Jiedan, maybe I will really be seriously injured by you, but unfortunately your cultivation is too rubbish, you can't hurt me, but I will be injured, haha!"
"Wait!" Shen Qiansan shouted, taking this opportunity, the Flying Bull flew away and landed beside Shen Qiansan.
"What? now you're going to make me wait, why didn't you wait when you let this beast kill my Su Xinzhai monk?" the Dustless Master sneered.
"How did you break through the Yuan Infant?" Shen Qiansan endured the horror in his heart and asked in a deep voice.
"Haha, that's a good question!" "Dustless Master laughed too much, "Shen Qiansan, since you are an old monster who turns into a god and borrows a corpse to resurrect your soul, haven't you heard of Song Ruyun and a top coiling dragon?"
Shen Qiansan was stunned, what the hell, of course he didn't know.
"You don't know? You don't know?" the dustless master laughed, "No wonder you turned into a god and an old monster, you were beaten so much that you had to borrow a corpse to resurrect your soul, and you also ran to this remote place to seek the power of the sect to hide, hahaha, it turned out to be a fool!"
Shen Qiansan snorted, "Do you know?"
"Nonsense, of course I know! Can't you see it from the dragon scales?"
Shen Qiansan sneered: "Then you should explain it to me!"
"Explain..."Master Wuchen suddenly looked weak, and then sneered: "Why should I tell you? You just need to know that in this Falling Wood Continent, only the Divine Dragon bloodline is the real master! Only by cultivating our exercises can we ask the Supreme!"
Shen Qiansan's mind was thinking quickly, but his mouth asked, "But does this have anything to do with your breakthrough in the Yuan Infant Stage?"
"You're really a fool, bloodline, understand?The existence of our dragon bloodline is a taboo in this continent..."Wuchen shook his head with a boring face, "Forget it, talking to a fool like you is like talking to a cow!"
Shen Qiansan sneered: "I don't think so, if it's really bloodline, is it possible that so many of you are a family?"
"You're really... I'm really curious, how did a fool like you who don't know any shit cultivate to the stage of transforming into a god? Who told you that the bloodline can only be inherited in one line? Don't you know that the exercises can change the bloodline?"
"Oh, I see, the dragon transformation technique you have cultivated will change the bloodline!"
"Do you know the trick of turning into a dragon?" the Dustless Master's face changed suddenly.
"Nonsense, the deity is also a master of transforming gods... Flying Bull!"
Before the words fell, the Flying Bull instantly became smaller and rushed into Shen Qiansan's palm, and immediately after, the violent power in his body frantically penetrated into Shen Qiansan's body.
The king of the Zerg can borrow the power of any Zerg, which Shen Qiansan had known in the Cedar Sect before.
The moment the power of the Flying Bull poured into Shen Qiansan's body, the huge Inner Dan in the dantian swelled suddenly, and the lifelong cultivation of the Yuan Infant Demon Beast instantly entered the Inner Dan, and in an instant, the swollen Inner Dan let out a fine clicking sound, and dense cracks emerged, but the absorbed power was almost completely converted into mana in an instant, making up for the power of the divine soul and the power of the body, reaching an absolute balance.
"Happy!" Shen Qiansan snorted coldly, and in an instant, all the mana in his body was drained and slapped out with a light palm.
In an instant, the sky was full of palm shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.
"What kind of fame?" Wuchen Shitai shook his head and sneered, Shen Qiansan's soft palm seemed to be out of the sky, and the whole world was full of palms, but no matter how it was analyzed and judged, it was not lethal at all, "Do you want to confuse the public and throw that evil beast out?"
The golden light flashed, and the dustless master flashed up.
"Boom..."
The hand covered with scale armor slammed directly into Shen Qiansan's palm.
When a palm shadow is attacked, the Great Mudra of Freedom is immediately triggered, and without warning, all the palm shadows disappear, and then a palm appears out of thin air.
This palm contains a full one hundred and eight palms, and the palm power of each palm is the limit of Shen Qiansan's ability to borrow the power of the Flying Bull.
A full hundred and eight palms!
There is something wrong with the decoration of the house tonight, and the construction team has studied it, there is really no time, I will revise it into a large chapter of 5,000 words later, the subscription price remains the same, I'm very sorry!
"Do you really think that the old lady calls you a senior, you are really a senior?" Wuchen's attitude changed greatly.
Almost at the moment when Wuchen spoke, Shen Qiansan was terrified, and without thinking, he flew away.
No sooner had he flown out of the cave than a black light slammed into the mouth of the cave.
There was a loud bang, and the entrance of the cave was directly collapsed, and then the fragments of black clothes were scattered and flying, and then a golden light meteor rushed to the moon.
"Flying Bull!" Shen Qiansan roared, just looking at the speed, it was not something he could deal with.
"Roar..."The Flying Bull had already made a move, flapping its wings, blowing a monstrous wind, and instantly behind Ji Yun, the tentacles blew a deafening roar, sweeping out.
"Beasts are looking for death!" "The Dustless Master was too undaunted, at this moment she was naked, but her body was covered with thick scales, and she brazenly met the tentacles of the Flying Bull.
"Boom..."The two tentacles arrived almost at the same time, and they smashed firmly on the body of the dustless master, but to Shen Qiansan's horror, the dustless master was actually fine!
Not only was it fine, but he didn't even take a step back, grabbed the tentacles of the flying cow with his backhand, and pressed his body against the antennae, and swished to the top of the flying cow's head.
The giant claws of the Flying Bull flipped up and slapped at the dustless master.
"Shhhh
"Die!" the dustless master snorted coldly, raised his fist, and smashed it down.
"Bang..."
At this moment, suddenly a rattan came silently and stopped on the top of the flying bull's head, and Wuchen Shitai smashed it down with a fist, and a golden needle-like spike suddenly appeared on the rattan of the clinker.
The scale armor on the fist of the dustless master was stronger than gold and iron, and it was directly pierced by this spike, but it was only piercing the scale armor, and the spike was retracted, and a sharp pain struck, accompanied by a tingling sensation.
"You're looking for death!" "Dustless Master Tai jumped up, and looked coldly at Shen Qiansan, who was spurting blood from his mouth and staggering back, "What a powerful magic weapon, if your cultivation is in the late stage of the Jiedan, maybe I will really be seriously injured by you, but unfortunately your cultivation is too rubbish, you can't hurt me, but I will be injured, haha!"
"Wait!" Shen Qiansan shouted, taking this opportunity, the Flying Bull flew away and landed beside Shen Qiansan.
"What? now you're going to make me wait, why didn't you wait when you let this beast kill my Su Xinzhai monk?" the Dustless Master sneered.
"How did you break through the Yuan Infant?" Shen Qiansan endured the horror in his heart and asked in a deep voice.
"Haha, that's a good question!" "Dustless Master laughed too much, "Shen Qiansan, since you are an old monster who turns into a god and borrows a corpse to resurrect your soul, haven't you heard of Song Ruyun and a top coiling dragon?"
Shen Qiansan was stunned, what the hell, of course he didn't know.
"You don't know? You don't know?" the dustless master laughed, "No wonder you turned into a god and an old monster, you were beaten so much that you had to borrow a corpse to resurrect your soul, and you also ran to this remote place to seek the power of the sect to hide, hahaha, it turned out to be a fool!"
Shen Qiansan snorted, "Do you know?"
"Nonsense, of course I know! Can't you see it from the dragon scales?"
Shen Qiansan sneered: "Then you should explain it to me!"
"Explain..."Master Wuchen suddenly looked weak, and then sneered: "Why should I tell you? You just need to know that in this Falling Wood Continent, only the Divine Dragon bloodline is the real master! Only by cultivating our exercises can we ask the Supreme!"
Shen Qiansan's mind was thinking quickly, but his mouth asked, "But does this have anything to do with your breakthrough in the Yuan Infant Stage?"
"You're really a fool, bloodline, understand?The existence of our dragon bloodline is a taboo in this continent..."Wuchen shook his head with a boring face, "Forget it, talking to a fool like you is like talking to a cow!"
Shen Qiansan sneered: "I don't think so, if it's really bloodline, is it possible that so many of you are a family?"
"You're really... I'm really curious, how did a fool like you who don't know any shit cultivate to the stage of transforming into a god? Who told you that the bloodline can only be inherited in one line? Don't you know that the exercises can change the bloodline?"
"Oh, I see, the dragon transformation technique you have cultivated will change the bloodline!"
"Do you know the trick of turning into a dragon?" the Dustless Master's face changed suddenly.
"Nonsense, the deity is also a master of transforming gods... Flying Bull!"
Before the words fell, the Flying Bull instantly became smaller and rushed into Shen Qiansan's palm, and immediately after, the violent power in his body frantically penetrated into Shen Qiansan's body.
The king of the Zerg can borrow the power of any Zerg, which Shen Qiansan had known in the Cedar Sect before.
The moment the power of the Flying Bull poured into Shen Qiansan's body, the huge Inner Dan in the dantian swelled suddenly, and the lifelong cultivation of the Yuan Infant Demon Beast instantly entered the Inner Dan, and in an instant, the swollen Inner Dan let out a fine clicking sound, and dense cracks emerged, but the absorbed power was almost completely converted into mana in an instant, making up for the power of the divine soul and the power of the body, reaching an absolute balance.
"Happy!" Shen Qiansan snorted coldly, and in an instant, all the mana in his body was drained and slapped out with a light palm.
In an instant, the sky was full of palm shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.
"What kind of fame?" Wuchen Shitai shook his head and sneered, Shen Qiansan's soft palm seemed to be out of the sky, and the whole world was full of palms, but no matter how it was analyzed and judged, it was not lethal at all, "Do you want to confuse the public and throw that evil beast out?"
The golden light flashed, and the dustless master flashed up.
"Boom..."
The hand covered with scale armor slammed directly into Shen Qiansan's palm.
When a palm shadow is attacked, the Great Mudra of Freedom is immediately triggered, and without warning, all the palm shadows disappear, and then a palm appears out of thin air.
This palm contains a full one hundred and eight palms, and the palm power of each palm is the limit of Shen Qiansan's ability to borrow the power of the Flying Bull.
A full hundred and eight palms!
The moment the power of the Flying Bull poured into Shen Qiansan's body, the huge Inner Dan in the dantian swelled suddenly, and the lifelong cultivation of the Yuan Infant Demon Beast instantly entered the Inner Dan, and in an instant, the swollen Inner Dan let out a fine clicking sound, and dense cracks emerged, but the absorbed power was almost completely converted into mana in an instant, making up for the power of the divine soul and the power of the body, reaching an absolute balance.
"Happy!" Shen Qiansan snorted coldly, and in an instant, all the mana in his body was drained and slapped out with a light palm.
In an instant, the sky was full of palm shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.
"What kind of fame?" Wuchen Shitai shook his head and sneered, Shen Qiansan's soft palm seemed to be out of the sky, and the whole world was full of palms, but no matter how it was analyzed and judged, it was not lethal at all, "Do you want to confuse the public and throw that evil beast out?"
The golden light flashed, and the dustless master flashed up.
"Boom..."
The hand covered with scale armor slammed directly into Shen Qiansan's palm.
When a palm shadow is attacked, the Great Mudra of Freedom is immediately triggered, and without warning, all the palm shadows disappear, and then a palm appears out of thin air.
This palm contains a full one hundred and eight palms, and the palm power of each palm is the limit of Shen Qiansan's ability to borrow the power of the Flying Bull.
A full hundred and eight palms!