"I'm sorry, I've run out of blood. Inside the hut, Xuantian got up and moved his hands and feet.

The little scimitar in front of him, grief-stricken. Its body is mutilated, and it needs this spiritual creature full of essence to repair its body.

Xuantian was in a good mood because of his advancement. Considering that this guy had taught supernatural powers before, he threw out two thousand-year-old elixirs and gave them to this guy.

"Even if you kid still have a conscience, otherwise the old man will never teach you supernatural powers in the future. The little scimitar burst into tears and laughed, and immediately put away the three elixirs.

"So, you want to teach me supernatural powers now?" Xuantian raised his eyebrows.

"There's no such thing. The little scimitar cursed, and slipped out of the small mud hut like a rabbit, with great speed.

Soon, the white turtle also entered the small mud hut to congratulate him.

At this moment, this guy was a little emotional, time flies so fast.

"I think when you and I met, you were still a little monk in the ethereal realm. But in the blink of an eye, you have become just like me, the same realm as the Realm of the Ridge Lord. It sighed.

"yes! Time flies. Xuantian also sighed, thinking carefully about the road he had traveled, which was extremely difficult.

He really wanted to stop and rest, the realm of the Soul Lord, in the first piece of heaven and earth, was already respected, and even looked up to. But no, because there is still a heavy burden on his shoulders, and the mystery of his life has not yet been solved. Coupled with the terrible existence of a secret layout, he felt that he couldn't stop a single step on his way.

Perhaps considering Xuantian's plight, the white turtle just chatted for a while, then withdrew from the small mud house, leaving time for Xuantian himself.

After all, he has just broken through the realm, and he still needs to consolidate and adapt to a new level.

A day later, Xuantian walked out of the small mud hut and prepared to move forward again.

At this moment, he is full of energy, domineering, and alive like a young man, giving people an unstoppable illusion.

"Are you completely adapted to the realm of the Ridge Lord?" asked the white turtle, a little worried.

"There was no problem. Xuantian nodded, and there was an urge to explode in his heart, wanting to find an opponent to duel immediately.

"It was so hard to fight before. Now that it's advanced, it should be a lot easier. The little scimitar said, feeling that there was great hope of getting out alive.

The group walked forward again, deeper into the dirt road.

Soon, the twenty-first level was in front of them.

It was a wyvern with a pitch-black body and four pairs of dragon claws on its belly, and its amethyst-colored eyes, as if carved from gemstones, shimmering with wisdom. There is also a pair of dragon horns on the head that are sharp, like two sharp blades pointing up to the sky, giving people a sense of invincibility.

Although this dragon is not large, only tens of meters long, its whole body is muscular, and it exudes a faint divine beast coercion.

"The purple-eyed demon dragon of the Divine Dragon clan. The white turtle exclaimed, knowing this guy.

The Purple Eye Demon Dragon Clan is also very powerful among the Dragon Clan, and in addition to the Golden Dragon Clan, it is the most powerful in this race. On weekdays, when outside, almost no one dares to provoke.

"Grandma's bear, this guy is still a mountain master, it's just a life. The little scimitar couldn't help but burst into foul language, and his heart trembled.

Even Xuantian frowned. Every puppet before was at the peak of the overlord's realm, and at most, half a foot had stepped into the level of the mountain master, and he had never encountered a higher realm.

However, he had just broken through to this realm, and the puppets in the level had also reached this level, which was unexpected.

"Stinky boy, you just accept your fate! It seems that the supreme being in the dark is based on your realm. Keep you in any realm, and the puppet will follow this realm. The white turtle said, and he understood one of them.

"Yes, it's the same realm anyway, it doesn't matter what kind of creature he comes from. Xuantian sneered, and then rose into the air and attacked with his bare hands.

In the blink of an eye, he was fighting with the Purple Eye Demon Dragon.

This time, not more than ever. Xuantian seemed to have fallen into a demon and became a little crazy. The white turtle and the little scimitar were dumbfounded.

"Whoa!" the dragon horn slashed, and a huge opening was torn open in Xuantian's chest, and the golden light bloomed inside, and the internal organs and other organs could be faintly seen.

"Haha!" Xuan Tian laughed wildly at this, because his arms had firmly grasped one of the wings of the Purple Eye Demon Dragon.

"Whoa!"

With the sound of tearing, the dragon's blood splattered, staining the dirt road red.

The purple-eyed demon dragon roared, it was a puppet, but at this moment it also began to howl angrily, as if the soul had returned.

"Now that you are dead, the earth is your belonging. Xuantian shouted, threw away the wings in his hand, and then slammed forward again.

The blood bloomed, splashing from time to time.

Among them, there are both Xuantian and Purple-Eyed Demon Dragons, and the two strands of blood are mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.

The petrification of the little scimitar and the white turtle is not like a battle, but more like a desperate effort.

Such a scene is difficult to see outside.

"Crazy, I'm the realm of the king, and I will never fight with this stinky boy. The little scimitar shivered, and it felt cold inside.

The white turtle's body retreated, and blood splattered and landed on its body.

"Break it for me. Xuantian roared, ignoring the dragon claw that flew towards his chest, and blindly attacked, slashing at the chest of the purple-eyed demon dragon.

In the end, he succeeded in slashing off a pair of claws of the Purple-Eyed Demon Dragon. But there was also blood left on the corners of his mouth.

"Ahh

Xuantian screamed and looked at his chest, only to see that his chest had been pierced by a dragon claw, and even his heart had been crushed.

The Purple Eye Demon Dragon has two pairs of dragon claws, and although it loses two of them, it does not affect the attack too much.

"This is how you felt before you died?" Xuantian asked himself, the pain of his broken heart hurting from the heart. However, although he said so, he was obviously far from the word 'death'.

Obviously, this purple-eyed demon dragon is not qualified enough.

At such a close distance, Xuantian used his Returning Heaven Finger and lightly grinded the chest of this divine dragon.

Broken bodies flew in all directions, and it rained blood.

The demon dragon roared, seemingly with endless pain, all vented in this roar.

It still had a head left, but it wasn't dead. On the contrary, the momentum was more fierce than just now, and the amethyst color was still red.

"Stinky boy, you have to be careful, this is the bloodthirsty skill of the dragon clan, and after performing it, it can become berserk and increase its strength dramatically. The white turtle reminds to recognize this state.

"It's okay, this guy only has one head left, what kind of storm can he set off?" Xuantian was bleeding from his chest, but he was still laughing.

"Boom"

Suddenly, the sky above was covered with dark clouds, and a lot of black gas was tumbling and rumbling.

Xuantian stopped laughing and stared at the dark clouds in the sky, with a familiar feeling.

Soon, he found this familiarity. I saw that in the dark cloud, a crack opened, and then a huge dragon claw fell from the sky and pressed towards here.

"Dead turtle, isn't this the hand of your great god? Xuantian grinned, the only difference was that the turtle claw back then had been replaced by a huge dragon claw.

"Stupid, that's the dragon's supernatural power, I'm just slightly modified. The white turtle cursed.

However, as soon as it finished speaking, Xuantian was already out of danger. The dragon's claws collided with a beam of light in a roar, and finally both disappeared.

"Stupid dragon, let me die completely!" Xuantian shouted, the wolf eye between his eyebrows disappeared, and then he slowly raised his right index finger and pointed at the head of the purple-eyed demon dragon.

"Boom!"

Without the slightest warning, the dragon's head suddenly burst and turned into powder.

"This is a little dragon skill!" the white turtle envied.

"It turns out that the dragon skill has a miraculous effect on the dragon clan, and it can be killed lightly!" The corners of Xuantian's mouth twitched, if he knew this, he would have used this magic power earlier. Even if you can't kill this demon dragon at once, you can at least shatter the demon dragon's internal organs, causing Yan Zòng's internal injuries.

In the final analysis, he shifted the blame to the little scimitar, blaming this guy for not annotating clearly, the power of this magical power.

"You kid was fighting so hard just now that I forgot to inform you. The little scimitar said, and there were excuses.

"Yes, why are you so desperate, it's not normal, is it stimulated by something?"

"Nope. I mainly want to test my strength, and I have just advanced, and there seems to be an inexhaustible burst of energy. Xuantian explained that he was not afraid of injury anyway, and his body could repair itself.

"I see, I thought you were crazy!" muttered the white turtle.

"Not crazy. The main thing is to blame this guy, if I knew that some dragon skills were so useful to the dragon clan, I wouldn't be so stupid to fight. Xuantian complained.

"What do you mean by blaming me, it's because you're stupid, and you don't even understand the characteristics of this magical power. The little scimitar shouted in protest, but soon seemed to remember something, and admonished: "By the way, you kid don't use such magical powers outside. ”

"Why? Such a sharp supernatural power is naturally to carry it forward!" Xuantian was puzzled.

"Be careful. The little scimitar burst into foul language, and said: "I'll just tell you this, this turtle stole the magic powers of the dragon clan, and after being known by this big family, at most it will be punished, and there will be no worries about life." But you can't. ”

"Why?" Xuantian wanted to protest.

"Just because 'Dian Long Gong' is a taboo for the dragon clan, they regard this magical power as the biggest threat, and they once specially sent adult flying dragons to vigorously strangle the personnel who can use this magical power!" explained the little scimitar, knowing this past.

"Later!" Xuantian hurriedly asked, feeling that he had invisibly provoked another race.

"In the beginning, there were a lot of people killed by the dragons. But one day, a mysterious person appeared and completely changed the situation. At that time, he performed some dragon skills, and at once caused hundreds of flying dragons to burst, including some divine dragons. The scimitar said, telling the history.

"So powerful? Wouldn't the dragons be in great trouble? Xuantian was shocked.