No wonder, this ink Jiao can also enter this ancestral dragon pool, it seems that it is with the power of this dragon ball.

With the breath of a dragon ball, plus Mo Jiao itself has the blood of the dragon clan, it is not impossible to enter here.

It's just that in this case, the formation of this dragon pool is probably difficult for this guy.

Lin Changqing looked at it with a solemn expression, the dragon clan in Mo Jiao's hands was of course not as good as his own.

The quasi-saint-level dragon balls, even if they are not the only ones in the wilderness, are definitely the best treasures, and they are not so common.

And the dragon ball in Mo Jiao's hand, looking at the breath, is the Taiyi Golden Immortal Dragon Clan, but it is the real dragon dragon ball.

At this time, Mo Jiao clasped the dragon ball with one claw, and countless dark green breaths rose up and converged on the claws.

The crack on the dragon's scales spread rapidly, and it shattered on the spot in an instant.

Countless golden breaths converged, and the thousand-zhang true dragon phantom became more and more condensed, and a dragon clan's aura soared rapidly.

At this time, the ink Jiao actually opened its big mouth and swallowed the dragon ball directly.

"Roar!!

A roar of pain came out of Mo Jiao's mouth, shaking the entire Dragon Pool.

And Lin Changqing frowned even more at this time.

This is, forcibly turning into a dragon!

Relying on Dragon Ball, the dragon bloodline exists, and it can turn into a dragon in a short time, but the dragon is not comparable to the real dragon.

But even so, Mo Jiao's bloodline is relatively strong, and it is the existence of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, at this time, the breath directly skyrocketed by fifty percent.

On the forehead, on the edge of the black horn belonging to the dragon, two pale golden dragon horns slowly grew out again.

The scale armor on his body was also quietly plated with a layer of gold.

Even, the dragon's four claws slowly changed towards the five claws of the true dragon at this time.

However, after all, it is not really a dragon, this process is only half of the evolution, and the newly born dragon claws are only half grown, and they will never move again.

At this time, in Mo Jiao's eyes, the golden flames soared, and the boundless killing intent surged, pressing towards this dragon pool.

The strength of the skyrocketing fifty percent, coupled with the cultivation of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, the momentum at this time is far stronger than before.

The formation of the dragon pool is blocked, and the resistance is also greatly reduced at this time.

But after all, it is not a real dragon, and there is still a golden light at this time blocking Mo Jiao, but it is impossible to make Mo Jiao not enter it at all as before.

Mo Jiao roared, and the true dragon phantom turned into a golden light, clinging to the Mo Jiao dragon horn, and rushed down towards the barrier in front of him.

In the ancestral dragon pool, Ao Ying remained unchanged, enduring the infinite pain of blood purification.

He has boundless trust in Lin Changqing, and he also believes that at this time, Lin Changqing will protect her!

In this regard, Lin Changqing can only be a wry smile, your trust is enough.

Didn't you think I'd run away?

Shaking his head, of course Lin Changqing would not run by himself.

At this time, Lin Changqing's body was already full of blood.

A rush of blood has rushed to my heart.

When Kunlun Mountain, in the early stage of the battle of the Golden Immortal, he had not yet exhausted his strength, after all, he still had to save face for the saint.

When he killed the golden eagle, he used all his strength, and he was almost calculated.

When Qingteng was killed, he was surprised and thundered to directly kill Qingteng.

Now, he is close to crossing an entire great realm and is about to fight in the late stage of the Golden Immortal!

At this time, Lin Changqing was also extremely apprehensive in his heart, Mo Jiao's strength was far from being comparable to the previous Qingteng, and at this time, he was also a little uneasy in his heart.

But leave Ao Ying behind?

Not to mention that Lin Changqing's own conscience can't get by, just after doing this, he will definitely leave his inner demons behind, and his Dao heart will be damaged, Lin Changqing will never do this!

At this time, the three thousand six hundred virtual images of gods and demons in the body had been mobilized in unison, and endless blood qi was emitted from the pores of the surrounding body, and the blood-colored light of the Dao Dao gushed out, intertwining up and down Zhou's body.

A blood-colored armor that enveloped his whole body shrouded Lin Changqing's whole body at this time.

Fight, we will go all out!

It is even more important to procrastinate.

The best innate spirit treasure that consumes extremely strength, Lin Changqing is not ready to use it at this time.

But you can't go up recklessly with your bare hands.

"Spear of Gods and Demons!"

With a low shout, the blood-colored spear in his hand quickly condensed, and a blood-colored spear was engraved with Taoist divine patterns, and the killing qi swept the four wilds, and suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Wings of Gods and Demons!"

Behind him, a pair of blood-colored wings spread out in an instant, and the extremely fast ghost light suddenly spread all over the body.

Although he was not reckless, except for the heart lock, which consumed a lot of power, Lin Changqing used all the rest of his strength without being stingy.

The consumption of the previous battle with Qingteng has all been restored, and even because of the battle, it has improved.

At this time, the two divine powers and the blood-colored armor condensed out, but they only consumed forty percent of the power of the gods and demons.

There are still sixty percent left, dragging a late stage of the Golden Immortal, and it is not a big problem.

It's too late, it's too fast, and the change just now is just an instant.

The corners of Lin Changqing's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

In the late stage of the Golden Immortal, I want to try, you have some ability!

"He Fangxiao is small, hide his head and show his tail, come out!!"

In the golden mist, a touch of blood rose, naturally unable to hide from Mo Jiao's eyes, at this time, with an angry shout, Mo Jiao's claws were like lightning, tearing the air in an instant, and grabbing towards Lin Changqing.

As for the body of the Mojiao deity, the power of the dragon ball is limited, and at this time, of course, it has to be used on the blade.

The ink Jiao soared up, and the huge body of 1,500 zhang was surrounded by ink-colored ripples, and the golden light surged from the dragon's horns.

Even with the previous Jiaolong horn, the triangular edge soared, and the true dragon qi surged out, blasting towards the golden barrier!

With such momentum, even if this barrier is broken, Lin Changqing will not be surprised, after all, this ancestral dragon pool is a treasure place for the back of the dragon clan to absorb, and there is no reason to block the breath of the true dragon.

However, being able to break it is not the same thing as letting you break it.

"When, little black snake, also want to turn into a dragon?"

"This dragon pool, I'm afraid it's not a place for you to enter!"

Lin Changqing snorted coldly and directly turned on the taunt mode.

What supernatural powers can compare to a mouth cannon? No consumption, no cooldown, and you can fight over the ranks.

Lin Changqing, who dared to speak out, said that the little ink Jiao was not afraid at all.

In the golden mist, Lin Changqing flew straight out, the blood-colored wings behind him disturbed the mist, and the spear in his hand swept, directly shattering the claw light from Mo Jiao.

A blood-colored armor, even though it was only a few zhang, but the momentum that was fearless and fearless instantly made the surrounding clouds and mist shake.

"Presumptuous!"

was angry in his heart, his fate was about to be taken away, Mo Jiao was already on fire, and at this time, there were still people who dared to touch their moldy head and look for death!

Mo Jiao shouted angrily and looked towards the clouds, but only saw Lin Changqing's figure.

"Xuan Xian?"

"Hahahaha! The ant Xuan Immortal also dares to be rampant in front of this seat! ”

"It can block the attack of this seat, it seems that the spear is a good spiritual treasure."

"Boy, you came to the door to die yourself, no wonder this seat died!"

Mo Jiao changed direction, the golden light above his head flashed, and the dragon horn suddenly aroused the boundless sharp aura, and swayed down towards the sky.

In an instant, the small space vibrated continuously, and the sharp qi that tore through the heavens and the earth struck rapidly, blasting towards Lin Changqing.

If you don't dodge, you will surely die!

With such an attack, the middle stage of the Golden Immortal didn't dare to resist at all!

However, Lin Changqing smiled slightly.

"That's it?"