When Fang Yun's body exuded a purple divine light, under the ring, Yao Qianqian's big smart eyes flashed with a look of surprise.

In Yao Qianqian's body, there is also a similar Shenxi, only the bloodline of the Zhongzhou Divine Clan can conceive Shenxi, which is the inheritance of the divine blood.

"Could it be that the uncle's true identity is the Zhongzhou God Clan?"

Yao Qianqian muttered in an inaudible voice, although the Divine Xi that Fang Yun exuded was not powerful and could not be compared to her, it was enough to prove that Fang Yun had the bloodline of the Protoss. It's just that no matter how decayed the Protoss is, it won't fall into the world.

At this moment, on the shattered and dilapidated ring, Fang Yun's body exuded a purple gold divine light, and the terrifying thunder power swept out, emitting a terrifying explosion, and on Fang Yun's arms, eighteen dragon patterns appeared!

"The old thunder seed of Xuanlei Valley has been swallowed up by this newly born thunder seed, Nangong Wuji, it's time to end it. “

Fang Yunning shouted, the earth-shaking terrifying power gathered in his hands, ready to attack.

"Dao Ting!"

Nangong Wuji said in a deep voice, looking at the figure standing in mid-air in the distance, his eyes were full of resentment, obviously, this was Dao Ting's doing, without Dao Ting's help, in another ten years, that thunder seed would not be able to mature.

He was extremely jealous, why were the few elders of the Heavenly Xuan Holy Courtyard so biased towards Fang Yun.

"Dragon's Pattern Silence Extinguishing Hand!"

At this moment, a loud shout came, Fang Yun rushed out wildly, and the thirty-six dragon patterns were magnificent, like divine might, and they shot out blatantly, detonating the air and attacking Nangong Wuji.

Knowing the terrifying nature of the thunder seed, Nangong Wuji didn't dare to be careless, and the nine red thunder dragons churned, converging into a particularly terrifying thunder dragon, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, roaring out and crashing into Fang Yun.

Rumble!

The huge thunder dragon, under the terrifying power of the dragon pattern annihilation hand, actually collapsed inch by inch in a devastating way, and finally turned into a thunder in the sky with a loud bang, Fang Yun's hands were undiminished, and then they confronted Nangong Wuji's palms that gathered surging spiritual power.

Burst!

In the swept storm, I was surprised to see Nangong Wuji's figure trembling wildly, flying upside down, looking up to the sky and spewing out a mouthful of blood mist, his eyes exaggerated bulging, rising and falling three times in the ring before stopping, his skin was open and fleshy, and he was covered in blood.

Fang Yun's figure took a few steps back, snorted, blood spilled from his mouth, and he was also injured not lightly.

Nangong Wuji was defeated, Fang Yun was slightly better!

This collision turned out to be the opposite of the previous one.

Under the ring, Yao Qianqian and the little fat man Luo Yi applauded loudly, and many disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Academy were dumbfounded, and a beginner disciple actually had the upper hand in the duel with the strongest person in the outer courtyard of the Lei Academy, such a scene made them a little unacceptable.

Chu Yue'er's eyes were dull, her expression was complicated, she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her eyes, the resolute figure in the ring, was it still the Fang Yun she knew? Could it be that in this duel, Nangong Wuji would really lose in the hands of Fang Yun?

In the ring, Fang Yun's eyes were cold, his face was indifferent, the power of thunder gushing out of the Divine Gate poured into the thirty-six dragon patterns, the dim brilliance suddenly flourished, there was the existence of thunder seeds, there was no need to worry about the serious consumption of the power of thunder, Fang Yun could unscrupulously cast the dragon pattern to extinguish the hand.

The figure flashed, and his hands shot ruthlessly in the posture of destroying mountains and destroying the ground, and approached Nangong Wuji strongly.

"Fang Yun, you forced me!"

Nangong Invincible roared like a sdirich, bleeding from the seven orifices, his face was hideous, and he looked very terrifying.

A compelling coercion suddenly spread from Nangong Wuji's body, as if there was a strong force awakening in Nangong Wuji's body.

This is the cultivator of the ancient family, the bloodline power he possesses, and it is also Nangong Wuji's biggest hole card, if he was not forced to this step by Fang Yun, Nangong Wuji would never have revealed it.

In mid-air, Dao Ting sensed the determination of the bloodline power in Nangong Wuji's body, and his old face was slightly moved, the Nangong family began to be lonely at the beginning of the last era, and the glory of the ancient family was no longer restored, at the end of the last era, the geniuses in the clan withered, and there was a lack of new strength, only the strong men of the older generation were struggling to support the only remaining dignity of the Nangong family.

Entering the Ninth Age, if the Nangong family is still the same as before, sooner or later, the bloodline of the ancient family will dry up one day, and the Nangong family will be removed from the ancient family in the Eastern Regions.

Judging from the awakened bloodline power in Nangong Wuji's body, Dao Ting can conclude that those old monsters of the Nangong family have fused the bloodlines of the new generation of Nangong family, and even the ancient families of previous generations, into Nangong Wuji's body, so that the bloodline power that Nangong Wuji has can be comparable to those peerless powerhouses in the ancient era of the Nangong family.

This is undoubtedly a desperate approach, if Nangong Wuji can grow up and finally achieve the realm of the Extreme Dao, the bloodline of the ancient family can be reborn, and the Nangong family can recast the glory of the ancient era.

On the contrary, if Nangong Wuji unfortunately dies, or is not allowed to enter the Extreme Dao Realm for life, the Nangong family will eventually disappear in the long river of time.

Dao Ting finally understood that Nangong Wuji could be called a genius that the Nangong family had never met in a lifetime, and he could occupy the first position in the Thunder Academy's ranking stone tablet with the Heavenly Spirit Eightfold Realm, and his strength was even stronger than the disciples of the Thunder Academy at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm's Ninefold Peak, all of which were due to this.

"Hahahaha, Fang Yun, haven't you seen it, this is the bloodline power of the ancient family!"

Nangong Wuji smiled cruelly, and countless thunderbolts rolled out, forming a vast sea of thunder, and the injuries on his body were also repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fang Yun, you can see the bloodline power of my Nangong family with your own eyes, and this life is not in vain. ”

As soon as the arrogant voice fell, Nangong Wuji held the heavenly halberd in his hand, it was an innate spiritual treasure, and the red mangs surged, and an ancient fierce dragon appeared.

The original instrument spirit red dragon of this Fang Tian Halberd was devoured by the three-legged golden crow of the ancient Dan furnace instrument spirit sacrificed by Xiao Xianyun, and Nangong Wuji asked the strong man in the clan to re-seal a tool spirit for Fang Tian Halberd, which was this ancient fierce Jiao.

Nangong Wuji shouted vigorously, Fang Tian's halberd waved, and the ancient fierce Jiao churned out from the surging thunder sea, flashing and rolling thunder around his body, and let out an incomparably fierce roar, as if the real Jiao had appeared in the world, crashing into Fang Yun.

Fang Yun's expression changed suddenly, the power of the Innate Spirit Treasure was not a joke, the thirty-six dragon patterns on his arms bloomed with a brilliance that had never been seen before, and the dragon pattern extinguishing hand crossed the limit, colliding with the ancient fierce Jiao.

With a loud bang, a terrifying wave of thunder raged from the place where Fang Yun's hands collided with the fierce Jiao, the heavens and the earth were overturned, the ring made of fine iron shattered, the iron flew sideways, and the Dao patterns on the edge of the ring trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any time.

The next moment, he was shocked to see Fang Yun's body, like a star falling, slammed into the ring fiercely.

Fiasco!

"Hahahaha......"

Nangong Wuji laughed arrogantly, withdrew his instrument spirit, held Fang Tianhalberd, took a step, and slowly approached Fang Yun, a fierce color flashed in his eyes!

(To be continued.) )