Watching the crazy Yan Batian tear the dragon scales of the golden chameleon, a large piece of dragon skin and dragon scales fell in the sky, and the golden dragon blood did not want money to fall on Tianyuan Mountain like raindrops, all the Transformation Stage monks were stunned by everything in front of them.

It can be the dragon's blood dragon scales, which are clearly recorded in the ancient books, and the dragon's blood can not only be used as a medicine for making pills, so that the pill production rate is greatly increased, and the medicinal properties of the pill can be greatly increased, and it can also be taken directly to resist the invasion of demons when the monk's great realm is raised. It is the best reserve for monks to advance to the next realm and resist the demons in their hearts.

They are all high-level Terran monks who have experienced several tests of the demons, and they all know the horror of the demons, so to speak, more than ninety percent of the monks will be disturbed by the demons when they advance to the next realm, so they will stop and cannot advance an inch. With dragon blood, it will undoubtedly allow the monk to advance to the next realm, and improve his grasp by at least thirty percent.

If there is dragon blood, all the Transformation Stage monks present will at least increase the grasp of the Advanced Tribulation Stage by thirty percent.

Dragon scales are the best material for refining magic weapons, as long as any magic weapon has a piece of dragon scales added, it can make the magic weapon add a grade out of thin air, and its effect on defensive magic weapons is more obvious.

If the entire dragon scales are used to make a magic weapon, even if the refiner who made the magic weapon is of a low grade, the grade of this magic weapon will at least be a spiritual magic weapon that can be directly used by the cultivators of the Transformation Stage.

If you let a god-level refiner refine it, as long as your luck is not too bad, the probability of success in refining a pseudo-immortal weapon is still very high, and you can even directly refine it into a legendary immortal weapon.

But it is very difficult to get the dragon scale dragon blood, not to mention that the dragon itself is a legendary fairy beast, the world itself is rare to see, even if you really let you see it, it is only frightened, and who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to step forward to touch the moldy head of the fairy beast?

If it provokes the fairy beast to be a little unhappy, I am afraid that even if it sneezes lightly, it can easily take the life of the person who angers it.

But all this is just a legend, and no one knows how true it is.

No, at this very moment, a member of the legendary and powerful race of dragons, a person who has almost exhausted one of the mana of the human race, and who used some forbidden spell to overdraft his life, is abusing him in the sky, and does not give the dragon any face.

"Fellow Yan Batian Daoist, please stop quickly, don't hurt the life of that golden chameleon! That is the golden chameleon in the immortal beast dragon clan, if you anger them, I am afraid that in this immortal cultivation world, there will be no place for my human race!"

Thinking of the serious consequences of killing the golden chameleon, Chu Moyun couldn't help but shudder, and wanted to step forward to stop it, but he didn't dare, so he had to dissuade him.

"Hmph! I am afraid of things and don't have the slightest sense of decisiveness, I really don't know how Senior Chu Aoxiao would make a person like you become the Great Elder of Tianyuan City!"

The disdainful tone was undisguised and sarcastic, Yan Batian didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and he didn't even mean to glance at Chu Moyun.

"Do you think that even if you stop now, this golden chameleon that has been skinned and bled will let the Terrans go?

Turning over and riding on the back of the golden chameleon, Yan Batian's eyes were cold, and the big hand that was clasping the golden dragon's head skull tightened suddenly, tightly imprisoning the dragon pill soul in its body, and the other hand suddenly grabbed under its skull.

"Tear up!"

A large piece of dragon flesh was directly pulled and broken by Yan Batian, and it stood up from his body, revealing the silver-white dragon tendon under the flesh.

"Yan Batian, what do you want to do? Do you really want to draw my dragon tendons? If you really draw the dragon tendons out, then you have formed a great bond with the dragon clan, do you know that even the immortal emperor of the immortal realm would not dare to easily extract the dragon tendons of any dragon clan member!"

Feeling the chill on his spine, the golden chameleon immediately became calm, and actually said such a soft and hard threatening word.

If the Dragon Pill is the repository of the Dragon Clan's Demon Method, then the Dragon Tendon is the root of the Dragon Clan's physical strength. Just as the dantian is the place where the human race stores mana, the spine is the source of the human race's support for its own activities.

If a dragon loses its dragon blood, it can be restored over a long period of time. The lifespan of dragons can be said to be endless, and the life span of heaven and earth is the same, so the long years are not very important to them.

But losing the dragon tendons is another matter, if a dragon is pumped out of the dragon tendons, then it will become a dead dragon, and even moving has become a luxury.

"It's alarmist to come out when you die, but it's a pity that my Yan Ba is the last thing I'm afraid of is the threat of others, so I still have to extract your dragon tendon!"

In order to prevent the golden chameleon from fainting in the process of cramping, Yan Batian tried his best to protect its dragon pill and soul from falling unconscious due to pain.

The silver-white dragon tendons exposed to the air had already been broken by Yan Batian, and they were slowly pumping outward.

"Ahhhhh

The roar of pain resounded through the nine heavens, and the golden dragon's entire body gradually curled up because of the cramps.

Being cramped and skinned alive, such pain, even if it is a dragon, is equally unbearable.

"No matter what price I and our Terran will pay in the future, it will be for the future, but I will make your life worse than death now!"

The cold and ruthless expression made the golden chameleon's heart tremble, and Yan Batian still unhurriedly pulled out the dragon tendons from its body little by little.

"Yan Batian, the strength of my dragon clan is not what you can imagine. What you have done today is the mighty man of our dragon clan, and it will be clearly shown to them one by one through time lapse, and they will even resurrect me because of it!

Knowing that no word could change the fate of being cramped, the golden dragon, who endured severe pain and mental pressure, tried his best to keep himself calm.

"Resurrect you, I'm afraid this is just your wishful thinking, not to mention how big the price to pay for resurrecting a dragon, judging from the fact that you will appear in this human race in this immortal cultivation world, your status in the dragon clan is probably quite low, I even suspect that you are a member of the dragon clan who was abandoned by the dragon clan at all, and you will not be taken seriously in the dragon clan at all, I am afraid that no dragon clan member will be able to think of you for thousands of years!"

Looking contemptuously at the golden chameleon trembling with pain at his feet, Yan Batian analyzed its identity with the head of the Dao.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, a silver-white tough dragon tendon with a fist thickness almost as long as the golden chameleon's body had been pulled out of the golden chameleon's body by Yan Batian.

The skinned and cramped golden chameleon fell from the sky like a mess of mud and fell to the ground hard.