Everyone's eyes were locked on the Holy Spirit Grass, which was a rare spiritual object that could make people comprehend the innate Dao pattern, and no one could not be unmoved by it.

Even if it is, Luo Yufeng, Huang Yaori and other powerful saint-level figures, when facing the Holy Spirit Grass, it is difficult to control themselves.

Xia Wei used ten Chenlong blood veins, forming a hundred-meter-long ink-colored Chenlong, and did not immediately launch an attack to kill the dragon.

He stood proudly on the dragon's head of the Mosechen Dragon, looked down at Long Teng and said with a smile: "Long Teng, are you going to use this Holy Spirit Grass to let me spare you from dying?"

Long Teng has not responded.

Lu Baiyan, the holy son of the Divine Spirit Clan, said: "Long Teng, you give me this Holy Spirit Grass, not only will I not hold you accountable for forcing the Holy Maiden Lu Ya to be a maid today, but I will also help you repel Xia Wei and protect you to Lutai Spiritual Courtyard safely, what do you think?"

Jiang Yixiao, the Holy Son of the Moon God Clan, then spoke: "Long Teng, I can also protect you like this, as long as you give me the Holy Spirit Grass." ”

Xia Wei was furious, he looked at Lu Baiyan and Jiang Yixiao coldly on the dragon head of the ink dragon, and said angrily: "You two, are you sure you want to fight with me?"

The purple qi on Lu Baiyan's body surrounded, and he went up to the sky, saying: "Heaven and earth treasures, those who have the ability can get it!"

Jiang Yixiao crossed his arms around his chest and said coldly: "Xia Wei, do you think you are really a demon who can run rampant? Let me tell you, you are just tyrannical in the territory of the Lutai Spirit Academy, if you dare to be presumptuous in the territory of our Moon God Clan, you will die a long time ago." ”

Xia Wei's face darkened with anger, these two holy sons didn't give face at all, which made him very angry, but he was not a fool, he knew very well that these two holy sons had the strength to fight with him.

So Xia Wei decided to kill Long Teng first and capture the Holy Spirit Grass.

Whoa, whoa.

However, Xia Wei immediately saw the scene that made him want to vomit blood, and Long Teng actually bit off the tip of the Holy Spirit Grass and chewed it with relish.

"Long Teng, what are you doing? This is the Holy Spirit Grass, you actually eat it?"

Xia Wei was so angry that his body trembled, he had already taken this Holy Spirit Grass as his own, Long Teng took a bite of it, and he had the pain of being bitten on the heart.

Lu Baiyan, Jiang Yixiao, Yi Shanchuan and others all showed a look of consternation.

Long Teng's behavior of chewing peonies made them collectively indignant.

The onlookers were already dumbfounded at this moment, the Holy Spirit Grass was such a rare spiritual object of enlightenment, anyone here who got the Holy Spirit Grass would offer it, and it was absolutely impossible to eat it directly like a dragon.

"The taste of the Holy Spirit Grass is average, far worse than the sweet and sour Tianhe poisonous water. ”

Long Teng said under the gaze of everyone.

At this time, Long Teng spewed out purple qi as he spoke, which was the purple qi remaining in his mouth from the Holy Spirit Grass.

"Tyrannical bastard, give me the rest of the Holy Spirit Grass!"

Xia Wei was furious, and the hundred-meter-long ink-colored Chen Dragon controlled the four patterns of wind, fire, thunder, and water, and slashed the dragon together.

Lu Baiyan and Jiang Yixiao didn't save Long Teng, a damaged Holy Spirit Grass made them have no intention of offending Xia Wei and saving Long Teng.

"Whoa!"

At this critical moment, the nine Chenlong blood veins on the back of Long Teng's right hand condensed into a fifty-meter-long ink-colored Chenlong, which emitted a heaven-shaking dragon and soared into the sky!

The hundred-meter-long ink-colored Chenlong, the killing moves of wind, water, thunder, fire, and four kinds of patterns were broken by the fifty-meter-long ink-colored Chenlong in an instant.

This is a method of breaking the formation with the brutal crushing of strength!

Xia Wei's fat face showed a look of surprise, the hundred-meter-long ink-colored Chen Dragon he condensed, and the killing move he formed was actually broken by the fifty-meter-long ink-colored Chen Dragon condensed by Long Teng?

Long Teng's body was swirling with holy patterns, and he had a feeling of being one with the aura of heaven and earth, this was the powerful use of the Holy Spirit Grass, which could make people's combat power rise above the human holy realm in an instant.

With Long Teng's current cultivation realm, when he breaks through to the consummation stage of the God King Realm, his combat power can reach one dragon, and when he breaks through to the Human Saint Realm, his combat power will reach two dragons.

Now, with the help of the Holy Spirit Grass, Long Teng has the combat power of the Human Saint Realm, and his combat power directly reaches that of the Second Dragon.

Long Teng condensed the ink-colored dragon with nine Chen Dragon blood patterns, and also had the power of two dragons at this moment. That's why it was able to break the hundred-meter-long ink-colored dragon and form a killing move.

"Xia Wei, if you want to crush me with your bloodline power, then let's try to see who is stronger in the same cultivation realm, you or me. ”

Long Teng said coldly.

At the end of the words, the dragon's ink-colored dragon directly killed the hundred-meter-long ink-colored dragon condensed by Xia Wei.

Roar!

Purine!

This piece of sky has become a battlefield for two ink-colored dragons, they wave their claws and strike each other, entangle each other, and bite each other, causing the sky to change color and the void to crack.

All the onlookers were shocked.

"It's terrifying, this Terran boy from the Ten Thousand Souls Continent can actually use nine Chenlong bloodlines to fight against the ten Chenlong bloodlines of the Xia Demon, and the ink-colored Chenlong bloodline divine beast formed!"

Someone exclaimed.

"yes, it's horrible. The nine Chenlong bloodline patterns, condensed into the ink-colored Chenlong bloodline divine beast, it is impossible to have the power of a dragon, it can now confront the hundred-meter-long ink-colored Chenlong, which can only show that the person who condensed it has surpassed a dragon in its own combat power. ”

Someone said.

"Now I understand, why did Long Teng eat a bite of the Holy Spirit Grass in a violent way, his true cultivation realm is only the God King Realm, and he has to rely on the Holy Spirit Grass to temporarily increase his combat power. ”

Someone discovered the state of Long Teng's cultivation.

The Holy Maiden of the Hidden Lotus, the wind was shocking, Ao Lin and the others, their faces were extremely solemn at this time, and Long Teng took a bite of the Holy Spirit Grass, raising his combat power to the horror of the Human Saint Realm, making their souls tremble.

If they fight in the same realm, several of them will be crushed in the face of Long Teng.

The proud Lotus Holy Maiden was a little frightened at this moment, she felt that no matter how quickly she broke through to the Earth Saint Realm, she would not be able to win if she ate the dragon of the Holy Spirit Grass, this enemy was really terrifying.

"Is Long Teng really a human being? He just ate a mouthful of grass, how can his combat strength surpass the strength of a dragon?"

Ao Mei was very shocked and a little difficult to accept.

Strength has always been the foundation of the dragon clan's strength, and now the strength of a human race surpasses the combat power of an adult dragon clan, which makes Ao Mei's heart very uncomfortable.

Ao Lin didn't want to admit the strength of Long Teng, he said coldly: "The power that is enhanced by the treasure of heaven and earth cannot exist for a long time, and we don't need to be afraid of Long Teng in terms of strength." ”

Not far away, Feng Tianzhou pinched Feng Tiantian's shoulder, and Feng Tiantian's face turned red, which was the result of enduring the pain.

Feng Tianzhou crushed the shoulders of the fast wind.

While pinching, he also said gloomily: "The wind is terrifying, you want to borrow a knife to kill someone." You said to the sect master that Long Teng is only in the God King Realm, and his strength is very weak, but the Long Teng I see can confront the Holy Son-level figures. If I, Tema, had done it with him first, I would have died now!"