Chapter Two Hundred and Four: The Bleeding Begins

Everything was like nature, and Yang Ning couldn't move.

The surrounding Tianjiao also feels even more inexplicable.

I only saw the green qi entering the body, but I didn't really see the dragon shadow hovering. However, among the hundreds of kings, there have been clear changes.

On each throne, a light dragon qi shot directly above the main hall, as if it was worshipping.

"Wang Qi, Jiaolong Qi, True Dragon Qi......... What is the connotation of the use of these? A Tianjiao pondered, confused about the mysterious origin of the Fengwang Palace.

Bai Xiaosheng stood in a corner, looking at Yang Ning, who was shrouded in green qi, but there was some caution in his eyes, and he said softly: "Green dragon qi, a strange power, but it is also accompanied by shackles and blockades, Ning Zun, can't you really see it?" ”

The green qi is still pouring into Yang Ning's body, and in the sea of knowledge, the dragon shadow is becoming clearer and clearer, and between the take-offs, the sound of "ah, ah, ........." can be faintly heard.

Ling Tianjue automatically operated in his body, and every time he performed Zhou Tian, he didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the entry of green qi into his body, but it gave people a feeling of being independent of things.

Yang Ning thought about it, and also thought of the legend in the palace of the king.

Maybe there is another detail that many people didn't pay attention to, but Yang Ning was still skeptical.

That is between the king's qi and the dragon's qi, why can Tianjiao's qualifications be blocked, so that these Tianjiao, who have successfully sealed the king, can break through the mountain-building realm more and more and successfully enter the palace of the mountaineering realm.

Perhaps, as he absorbs this so-called true dragon qi, everything will slowly become cheerful.

The key to breaking through the mountaineering realm is to cultivate spiritual power, and spiritual power, also known as high-level mental power, is a medium that connects spiritual and material thoughts, and is used by cultivators to do things that ordinary people can't do.

One thought of ten thousand laws, exactly that.

Yang Ning is no stranger to spiritual power.

The green qi entered the body, and it was close to an hour, and finally a dragon shadow was completely digested, and the clear claws danced, row upon row, and they were clearly recognizable. The two dragon whiskers touched the heavens and the earth, hooking the miniature Two Realms Mountain, as if they could shake Yang Ning's foundation, but because of a gray pillar of light like a fixed earth god pillar in the middle of the miniature Two Realms Mountain, it was pulling as hard as it could.

What the hell is going on?

Yang Ning thought about it, but he couldn't understand it.

Just as Yang Ning had finished running Ling Tianjue again, Long Ying seemed to have finally found an opportunity to take advantage of it, and took advantage of this gap to actually plunge into the miniature Two Realms Mountain.

Yang Ning's face immediately became solemn, how could this be?

Could it be that this dragon shadow wants to replace its own foundation?

No, we must not let it succeed.

Yang Ning wanted to stop it, but he found that he seemed to be unable to do anything except for his mind to wander, and Ling Tianjue's operation was only relying on his instinct to run Zhou Tian over and over again.

"Ya Ya ......" the dragon soared softly, and the dragon shadow descended from the top of the mountain, and pierced down along the most central position.

But at this moment, the miniature Two Realms Mountain seemed to sense the danger, and the gray light was like a pillar that reached the sky.

Rumble!

There was a violent shock.

Motionless.

The gray pillar of light, as if it was truly eternal, actually blocked the dragon shadow out, and it was completely impossible to penetrate it.

What the hell is going on? Yang Ning only felt that his sea of consciousness was overturned, causing a pain in his heart.

Rumble!

Just when Yang Ning wanted to find out, there was suddenly a fluctuation of collision again.

The dragon shadow actually didn't give up, and launched a charge again, hitting the center of the miniature Two Realms Mountain.

But the result is exactly the same, and the dragon shadow can't get into it.

As time passed, the green qi on the top of Yang Ning's head finally completely entered Yang Ning's body.

Yang Ning's body regained its freedom, Yang Ning felt that he could move, and immediately subconsciously sat cross-legged in the main hall.

Ling Tianjue ran wildly, surging spiritual power carrying his mind and converging into Yang Ning's sea of knowledge.

As the dragon shadow continued to attack, Yang Ning gradually sensed what the dragon shadow wanted to do.

But in his own body, the gray spiritual power, that is about the chaotic aura, how can it be compared to a dragon aura.

Yang Ning sneered, realizing that he had taken control of his body, and immediately his mind was fully immersed, and a burst of coercion shrouded the dragon shadow.

"Ahhhhhh......h

Soon the dragon shadow was blocked by Yang Ning at the top of the miniature Two Realms Mountain.

"Since you can't be a pillar, then add another brick to my foundation." Yang Ning's voice was cold, as if he was commanding, echoing in the sea of knowledge.

Yang Ning opened a gap on the seventh layer of the miniature Two Realms Mountain, wanting to lead the dragon shadow to let it in.

But the dragon shadow seems to have noticed that something is wrong, and actually begins to struggle violently.

"Ya Ya ......" The furious dragon chant echoed, but Yang Ning completely ignored it.

There are a lot of strange powers in his own miniature Two Realms Mountain, although he can't use it yet, but as long as he survives the Five Tribulations of Heaven and Man and enters the Seven Realms of the Mountain Realm, then everything will be different.

Yang Ning gathered the sword rules in his body and formed an encirclement of the dragon shadow, leaving only one direction of activity space.

The blood-colored sword rule, because Yang Ning opened the blood-colored space several times, faintly, with the aura of killing.

The dragon shadow seemed to be able to sense the powerful killing aura in it, and although it was still struggling, it was deliberately led by Yang Ning and gradually took off in the established direction.

Hmph, it can't cure you.

Yang Ning continued to press, and at the same time, the gap left on the seventh layer of the mountain became larger and larger.

"Let me in." Yang Ning's fierce exertion, and even the dragon shadow didn't have time to struggle, and was sent into the seventh layer of foundation by Yang Ning.

True dragon qi is an unattainable adventure for many cultivators, but here in Yang Ning, it can only be reduced to the power of the cultivation foundation.

I have to say that Yang Ning's extravagance in foundation cultivation has let many cultivators know that they are afraid that they will be scolded to death.

Yang Ning followed the dragon shadow into the seventh layer of the mountain, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ning had already guessed the sea in it.

Whether it is the king's qi, or the dragon qi, or the true dragon qi, the moment the cultivator introduces the body, he will take the initiative to occupy the backbone of the foundation, thus forming shackles, so that the cultivator's foundation is thus restricted, thus preventing the cultivator from comprehending the spiritual power, and finally leading to the king's Tianjiao, who has been unable to break through the mountaineering realm from now on, has become the biggest obstacle on the path of cultivation.

Although this is just Yang Ning's speculation, Yang Ning believes that eight or nine is not far from ten.

In a region, there may be a lot of cultivators, but how many can successfully reach the peak of the mountain-building realm, and in a palace of kings, nearly a hundred cultivators are crowned kings, perhaps since history, the number of people occupied by the sixteen countries of Surabaya is not massive, but over the years, there must be a lot, in the similar degree of association of Jiaolong Qi and True Dragon Qi, I am afraid that these people will not be able to break through the mountaineering realm, it is because they are shackled at their foundation, so they cannot cultivate their spiritual power, so that they can break through the mountain-building realm and climb to the top of the mountaineering realm, it will also become empty talk.

Yang Ning couldn't think about it carefully, because within the seventh layer, with the entry of the dragon shadow, it was completely boiling.

It is completely conceivable that a kind of power that can cast a foundation for cultivators is added to the foundation by Yang Ning, which is completely overkill, even if Long Ying has no sense of thought, but this kind of condescension is really insulting, and it is really strange not to make a scene.

Yang Ning hurriedly ran Ling Tianjue, and the sword also entered the seventh layer of space.

"Suppression!"

Yang Ning roared in the sea of knowledge, and the breath of the mountain torrent and sea potential instantly enveloped the entire seventh layer.

Since you are disobedient, then suppress it strongly,

As Yang Ning continued to use the blood-colored space, Yang Ning's heart was still somewhat influential. Killing is already furious, and Yang Ning himself is a swordsman, how can he let his creatures make trouble in his own territory.

"Temper." The hammer of tempering fell mercilessly.

With bursts of thunder, Yang Ning began to suppress ruthlessly.

Tumbling here, thinking wrong of your heart. Yang Ning snorted coldly, Ling Tianjue was running, casting the foundation, and he was in this palace of the king, without any scruples.

Little by little, time passed.

However, in the Yin Wind Valley in the outside world, it has been killed into a river of blood.

"It's out, it's finally out......" A somewhat old-looking figure walked out of a cave.

However, the valley outside has already been killed.

"This time I was born, and I will be a river of blood." The valley lord condensed the sky, as if he had seen a world that he was satisfied with. A broad road to break through the mountaineering realm by yourself.

"Kill!"

"Kill ......"

Bloody sputter.

Above the sky, dimensional space is constantly being divided.

"Valley Master ......"

"Valley Master ......"

At the mouth of the valley of the Yin Wind Valley, the nine halls approached.

"Brothers." The valley master's voice trembled a little. Since he and the main force of Yin Wind Valley were sealed, he and the others were able to break through the seal, it was completely these people who were working hard, the valley master stared, and when the nine people approached, he said, "It's hard work......"

"Please give the order of the valley master." The nine palace envoys spoke in unison.

"Okay." The valley lord laughed wildly and said, "Rush out of the Yin Wind Valley and slaughter to your heart's content." "Bloodthirsty, furious, treacherous......

In an instant, the entire Yin Wind Valley was filled with gusts of Yin Wind.

On the other side, on the Yin Wind Plain, many cultivators had already gathered, but compared to the strength displayed by the Yin Wind Valley, it was still insufficient.

"Follow-up support, when will it come?" An old man who looked to be in his sixties kept staring in the direction of Yin Wind Valley, where nearly sixty elders had led nearly a thousand people, killing into it, wanting to stop the footsteps of Yin Wind Valley, but between the Yin Wind gusts, the powerful smell of blood became stronger and heavier.

"I'm afraid it's going to be another day or so." One person replied.

"One day, one day ......" the old man's face showed a trace of despair.

One day, in the past, for them, who were almost at the top of the sixteen countries of Surabaya, it was almost a moment, but now when they hear a day, it feels like three years.

"We have less than 10,000 people here, but we have to stop a day ......" The old man's face, between sorrow, decided in his heart, and shouted: "Behind us is our home, we can't guarantee whether we can hold it for a day, but as long as we live, we won't let Yin Wind Valley take a step forward." ”

In the voice, there is tragedy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Defend your homeland and defend it to the death."

"Defend your homeland and defend it to the death."

Soon, a dark wind came.

"Kill! Kill ......" the old man roared and rushed into the yin wind.

Nearly 10,000 people, bees rushed with pupa.

……

The sky is sinking, and the earth is falling.

Blood stained the plains red, and flowed from plain to plain.

"Farewell, my homeland."

"Kill!"

"Rush over, rush out of the plains, and it is our world." In the yin wind, the fight continues.

Among the sixteen kingdoms of Surabaya, flying boats were lifted into the air one after another, and all flying boats flew in the direction of heading towards the border of the Great Qin Empire.

"Hopefully, it's in time."

"Hold on......"