The hidden dragon is in the abyss, the gentleman plans to move, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the movement is powerful in all directions!

The surging power surged all over the body, and the Qinglong martial soul hidden in the dantian moved lightly and jumped out.

Xiao Chen's footsteps were in the void, and he also took a light step. With a slight foot, the void trembled, and the entire space vibrate.

The Qinglong Martial Spirit rushed straight up, and when it was about to break through the body, the knife in Xiao Chen's hand was finally unsheathed.

Incarnated as a real dragon, the body and the sword were in harmony, as if it was a real dragon that had been dormant for a long time, and the whole person took off.

The cold sword light, like a soaring real dragon, shot out an angry dragon claw, the flying dragon was in the sky, and the person and the knife perfectly coincided together.

There is no flaw, Xiao Chen at this moment is a dragon, a soaring dragon. No one can stop him, no one can stop him, and his knife is the angry minions of this dragon.

The flying dragon is in the sky, and the feeling of the knife that has never been found was completely mastered by Xiao Chen. On the contrary, his mood was clear, and there was nothing else in his eyes except for Niu Deng and Shan Tianyu, who also displayed heaven-level martial arts.

Bang!

The unrivaled sword momentum, in a flash, smashed Niu Deng and Shan Tianyu, the incomplete heaven-level martial arts, and the impact was scattered.

It is also a heaven-level martial art, but one has mastered the potential, and the other is just reading it out according to the book, and it is not a level at all at this moment.

Looking from a distance, at that moment, Xiao Chen was like a real dragon, flying away from the sky with unrivaled might.

Niu Deng and Shan Tianyu, who were blocking the real dragon's take-off, were rushed out in one round.

The body protection true element on the body was easily broken by the wild sword qi, and the sword qi swept away countless scars, and blood splattered.

Up and down his body, there were horrific wounds everywhere, deep to the bones, and painful to the heart.

Boom!

Putting away the knife and returning it to the sheath, Xiao Chen turned around, stood calmly in the air, glanced at the two people who fell to the ground and groaned, and then looked at Simon Leopard, who was a little scared and stupid not far ahead.

In his eyes, a look of disappointment flashed imperceptibly, and he was silent. After a while, he walked away on the green dragon, and between the ups and downs, only a back was left for Simon Leopard and Niu Deng and others.

These people didn't know that from now on, they could only see Xiao Chen's back. Once you are overtaken by him, you will lose the opportunity to catch up forever.

Ximen Leopard was excited, and the imperceptible disappointment in Xiao Chen's eyes was captured by him.

That was contempt, thinking that he Ximen Leopard was talented, second only to the Seven Giants in the younger generation, but today he was underestimated by a white-robed swordsman with five names.

The mood fluctuations were too great, involving the scars of the heart, Simon Leopard couldn't help but cough violently a few times, the more he coughed, the more painful it became, and finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In fact, he didn't know that when Xiao Chen's cultivation and strength did not rise greatly, he could already calmly retreat in his hands, how could it be as simple as he thought.

Now that his cultivation has risen sharply, Zhenyuan has been condensed twice, and his strength has crossed the threshold of two million catties, and he has comprehended the essence of the flying dragon in the sky.

If you want to beat him, it is naturally easy, and everything is reasonable.

For example, in today's martial arts, the younger generation can still suppress Xiao Chen, and there are only seven giants.

"I know who he is!"

In the crowd behind him, there was a sudden excited shout, which seemed quite eager, "He is the white-robed swordsman of Haotian Sect, the one who challenged Bai Wuxue." ”

Xiao Chen's challenge in the Giant Sword Peak, like Bai Wuxue's challenge, has already been spread in the Tianwu Domain under the deliberate provocation, and everyone knows it.

But most people just looked at it as a joke and didn't pay much attention to it, and even called Xiao Chen a madman.

But at this moment, seeing Xiao Chen's defeat of Ximen Leopard, Niu Deng and Shan Tianyu, where would anyone dare to underestimate Xiao Chen, and say that Xiao Chen is a madman.

"Is that the person that? It's incredible, no matter what, now he does have the qualifications to challenge Bai Wuxue. ”

"After so many years, the seven giants of the Tianwu Domain are like a mountain, pressing on the heads of many young generations, and the pattern of the Tianwu Domain that has not changed for many years may really be reshuffled. ”

"He should be going to the place where the bones are buried, Bai Wuxue has already gone, let's go, let's go and see. ”

"Don't hunt for treasures, go and see, now I really want to see what kind of sparks Bai Wuxue will collide with when he touches this kid. ”

The children of the major sects were in a stirring mood, and they couldn't help but be a little enthusiastic, and they gave up their plans to hunt for treasures one after another, and chased in the direction where Xiao Chen left.

Soon, the many warriors in this place were gone. Only Ximen Leopard, Niu Deng and Shan Tianyu were left, and they looked quite deserted.

Thinking about it, a big battle about to break out between the three of them was still the focus of attention here.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, everyone's attention was snatched away by Xiao Chen, and the three of them were completely ignored, completely losing interest.

Niu Deng struggled to stand up, the previous anger had disappeared, his eyes seemed quite calm, and he scolded softly: "Heavenly level martial arts, potential is the most important, I have to go back and comprehend my potential, otherwise it is not bullshit." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about anything, and walked back directly, giving up the adventure of the true dragon's lair.

Ximen Leopard was also deeply shocked, and muttered: "I finally understand where the gap between myself and the Seven Giants is, and the Heavenly Martial Domain is second only to the masters of the Seven Giants." ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "I used to be overjoyed by this title, but now it's ridiculous to think about it, second only to the Seven Giants, there are not a hundred but eighty, but the Seven Giants are only seven, what do I count." ”

Feeling extremely tired, Simon Leopard shook his head, and walked back with Niu Deng's steps.

Maybe losing the dragon pattern fruit this time may not be a bad thing.

The rest of Shan Tianyu can't just walk away, he is old, and he must take advantage of this opportunity to find a chance to impact the demi-saint.

If you can't find it, I'm afraid you will have to stay at the peak of the peak of the Martial Empress period in this life, until you die.

"The place where the bones are buried, the bones of the real dragon are buried, but the competition is too fierce, and the good things will definitely not be my turn, and it just so happens that the people here are gone, so I am looking for a good thing. ”

Shan Tianyu simply healed his injuries, and then began to look for this place, hoping to find a few passable treasures, and exchange some resources after going out.

Stepping on the green dragon, up and down, with the guidance of the map, Xiao Chen's speed traveled very fast.

The place where the bones are buried, the bones of the real dragon are buried.

The real dragon skeleton is full of treasures, and any piece of true dragon bone can be made into a good bone soldier, and it can also be ground into medicinal powder and practiced into various rare pills.

The continuous section of vertebrae behind the back can be made into a bone dragon whip and become a peerless bone soldier.

For Xiao Chen, what he needed was the dragon marrow hidden in the true dragon's backbone. However, the dragon marrow depends on the probability, not every bone will have the existence of dragon marrow, and the dragon marrow will be particularly precious.

If there is no accident, all the half-saint-level masters who came to experience this time will appear in the place where the bones are buried. Not only the Seven Giants and Scattered Cultivators of the Heavenly Martial Domain, but also those semi-saint-level Scattered Cultivators of the Demon Clan will also appear.

It is foreseeable that the battle for the land of bones will be extremely fierce.

Under the prying eyes of many half-saint-level masters, it would be extremely difficult for him to obtain the dragon marrow. Whether you can get the desired harvest is still unknown.

About half an hour later, the place where the bones were buried appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

It was an extremely open cavern, and when you looked up, the ground was a kilometer high from the rock formation at the top.

In the empty cave, there is a thick true dragon aura, and the huge dragon power is everywhere, rushing to the face, making it a little difficult for people to breathe.

There are five true dragon bones inside, and each true dragon bone has at least two teams, fighting fiercely.

Especially in the middle, above the bones of the largest true dragon, there were seven or eight demi-saints, engaged in a terrifying battle, so that no one else dared to approach in vain.

In the air, all kinds of terrifying energy fluctuations did not stop for a moment, and the sound of the handover of blades was endless, resounding non-stop.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and from time to time the screams of the warriors could be heard, and everyone was red-eyed for the most precious treasure in this true dragon's lair.

Xiao Chen's eyes wandered, and he finally found Shui Lingling's figure.

She and Hu Hai and her party were fighting with Bai Wuxue and the disciples of the Cathode Sect to fight for the remains of a true dragon.

It's just that the situation looks quite bad, she and Bai Wuxue are on a par, but Hu Hai and the others were beaten and retreated by a group of disciples of the Cathode Sect, and the situation was quite grim.

If Hu Hai and the others were all defeated, the remaining True Inheritance disciples of the Cathode Sect would be able to break the balance between her and Bai Wuxue immediately.

The bones of the true dragon were completely insulated from them.

Noticing Wang Cheng with his eyes, Xiao Chen paused slightly, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and calmly flew in the direction of Shui Lingling and the others with the Moon Shadow Knife.

As the largest nine-rank sect in the north, the Cathode Sect has two open Martial Emperors in the sect, with a profound background, which is stronger than the Haotian Sect.

The strength of the true disciples of this session is stronger than that of Haotian Sect, Hu Hai, Jun Si, Wang Cheng, Chen Xiao, each of the four of them is facing one person, and it seems very difficult.

There are a few scars on his body, and his combat power is declining sharply, and the situation is extremely critical.

"Hehe, Hu Hai, I can't hold on anymore, then give up early, this true dragon bone is definitely our Cathode Sect's. ”

Fighting against Hu Hai was a thin, slender disciple of the Cathode Sect, dressed in a blue shirt and holding a five-foot sword.

The exquisite swordsmanship and profound cultivation completely suppressed the giant axe in Hu Hai's hand.

The giant axe originally paid attention to the opening and closing, indomitable, domineering, but at the moment, it was shrinking its head and tail, and it was in a hurry, and it could only be passively defended.

The rhythm of the battle was completely mastered by the swordsman of the Yin Ji Sect, and he was so embarrassed that if he was not careful, the true element of the body was broken, and there were many sword marks on his body.

Hu Hai gritted his teeth and said nothing, not saying a word, the dead resistance to the opponent's offensive, trying to find an opportunity to turn the tables, iron-clad.