Looking at the changes in the ancestral dragon's bloodline, the next moment, Chen Xiaomo had a lot of illusory images in his mind, and he looked at it with concentration, it was actually a cultivation method of tricks in the ancestral dragon's bloodline. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "This is?" Chen Xiaomo's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, such an exercise was too strict, and there was no even need to practice. Most of the runes, the recorded words are just one move, and after they are used up, the cultivation will be completely wasted, and there will be no life.

"This is really just a one-step exercise to strengthen the body" Chen Xiaomo smiled helplessly, the first half of the text recorded only the dragon body cultivation method, and it was not easy to understand the remaining words, but it was still unusable. Presumably, when Zulong gave him this bloodline, he didn't expect this to be the case. To practice or not to practice, this is the only question in front of him. In fact, he didn't have anything to think about, because other than that, he wouldn't have any other cultivation methods for dragon body moves. No matter what kind of exercises, the mental method and the moves are complementary to each other, and cultivating the physical body alone has no other use than to increase the quality of the physical body. Moves need mana to assist, when cultivating, the improvement of mana can not be ignored, many times, physical cultivation will be a single cultivation of the body, not too much attention to the cultivation of tricks, because most of the tricks of the operation of the method will help the refining body.

There are not many near-pure mental tricks like those in the ancestral dragon's bloodline. "Let's practice" Chen Xiaomo sighed softly, then closed his eyes, and began to practice this purely "life-playing" move according to the illusory image in his mind. He knew very well that if he was forced to use this trick one day, whether he lived or died might not be the first thing. A moment later, inside the tent, a faint silver light loomed, and around Chen Xiaomo, pieces of frost condensed, floated down from the air, and after falling to the ground, they quietly disappeared.

At the same time, both the old man and Luoluo were sensitive, and they opened their eyes to look at the tent where Chen Xiaomo was. "It seems that there is something else I don't know," Luoluo said softly with narrowed eyes. Such a fluctuation of true qi should never be owned by a newcomer who has not been building a foundation for a long time, although it is not yet a threat to her, but it is beyond the tolerance range of ordinary mid-stage or even late-stage foundation building.

"It's going to break through" After a while, a gleam flashed in the old man's old eyes, and he said hoarsely. Sure enough, when the words fell, outside the tent where Chen Xiaomo was, the aura gathered wildly, pouring into it like a tide. "What a big movement" At this moment, many masters among the monks also noticed it, and they all looked in the direction of the spiritual energy surge, watching this movement, it was almost equivalent to the fluctuation when the foundation was breaking through the Jindan. "That's it, I'll help him once" Luoluo's expression condensed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a vast spiritual power flew out and swept straight towards the tent where Ning Chen was. Almost at the same moment, in the direction of the old man, a sword qi flew out and also submerged into Chen Xiaomo's tent. The two Jin Dan powerhouses made a move, and their spiritual power was as vast as the sea, and they simply turned the chaotic heaven and earth aura into a clear stream and rolled into Chen Xiaomo's body, and after a while, the chaos stopped and returned to calm.

Fortunately, the doppelganger turned the Jindan aura into a foundation building, otherwise it would be exposed, and the painful expression on Chen Xiaomo's face gradually faded, and his cultivation finally stabilized to the middle stage of Jindan. The realm was stable, Chen Xiaomo was about to calm down the breath around him, and at this moment, in the distance of the earth, a footstep that did not sink or slow came slowly. The old man and Luoluo looked at each other, stepped out of the tent, and looked intently at the figure slowly coming in the distance. The monks present also felt the incomparable aura of power, and looked at the comer with a solemn expression.

In the night, a red-clothed hunting in the wind, an indifferent atmosphere, a steady footstep, although the face is young, there is a grandmaster style, so that everyone feels the powerful oppression. The old man's face was ugly, and he had an undisguised unique aura of the people of Wei, he had met a person when he was young, and the breath of the person in front of him was almost exactly the same. The person who came stopped, the breath around him swayed, and his expression was indifferent. "Below, Lin Chen!" said the most amazing name in an understated tone, the third prince of Wei State, the first person of the younger generation of Wei State, and an almost invincible existence under Yuan Ying. When the words fell, the old man's expression changed slightly, this is the worst case, it is also the peak of Jindan, but he is not sure that he can stop the person in front of him.

"Hand over the Divine Dragon Bloodline, I'll let you go" Lin Chen swept around, and finally fixed his eyes on Luoluo's body, he only felt a trace of the breath of the Divine Dragon Bloodline for a moment, if it wasn't close, he almost ignored the past. "I don't have your so-called divine dragon bloodline on me, you have found the wrong person" Luo Luo's eyes were cold, and he said. "Then it's offended" Lin Chen no longer argued, his feet moved, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot, and his right hand reached out to the woman in front of him. Between the crises, a sword light crossed in front of the two of them, and the old man's ancient sword came out of its sheath, drawing an astonishing rainbow light, blocking the prince's footsteps.

Lin Chen frowned, a few afterimages flashed over his body, avoiding the sword light, his left sleeve waved at will, and the pinching technique swept towards the old man, at the same moment, the footsteps did not stop, and his right hand continued to probe towards Luoluo.

"Hmph" is not afraid, his slender hand is swiped, the sound of breaking the air hisses, and the same palm is facing Jun Linchen. "Bang" palms clashed, wild Lan rolled angrily, under the feet of the two, the earth cracked, the sand and gravel flew wildly, and the terrifying power shocked the hearts of everyone present. On the other side, the old man raised his sword and took another spell, his body took half a step back, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and the solemn color in his eyes was even stronger. In the distance, Chen Xiaomo had already reined in his spiritual power, and he was the only one present who knew what the divine dragon bloodline was in Lin Chen's mouth, but his identity was too inconspicuous for anyone to suspect him.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the ancestral dragon bloodline actually attracted the attention of others through the cover under the clone, and he didn't expect that someone could sense the breath of this bloodline. "The Third Prince of Wei" Ning Chen's expression was solemn, he had heard Lin Chen's name, this person was not a stranger in the entire Wei Kingdom, the son of Emperor Wei, the strongest prince in the past thousand years, was only more than twenty years old, but he had touched the barrier of Yuanying, and was known as the first person in the world for the younger generation to enter Yuanying. For this trip, he learned from Yue'er about many powerful people in the world, and this Lin Chen was one of them.

Yue'er specially told him at that time, except for you, the immortal, if anyone else encounters Lin Chen, there is only one word, escape, even if you know that you can't escape, you have to flee. The strongest person under Yuan Ying is not just talking. The three princes rarely leave the palace, but every time they appear, they leave behind a record that shocks the world. A strong man who has never been defeated is always respected, and even if he is a person from the Wei State, many young people from the major sects regard it as a goal to pursue in his life. In the middle of the battlefield, more than a dozen moves have passed in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of zhang away, Lin Chen is one against two, and he still does not fall behind, beckoning and falling, and the vast mana suppresses everything.

Luoluo and the old man are also extraordinary people, especially Luoluo, a pair of slender hands, ruthless and ruthless, and they are desperate, and they do not leave the vital point. Around the three of them, the earth was shattered and devastated, and the powerful destructive force swept everything around them into it. Seeing that the young lady made a move, the leader of Jindan was worried about the loss, and he stepped forward with the seven strong men, wanting to intervene in the battle of the three. "No" The old man's expression changed, and he shouted, however, it was too late. "Stupid" Lin Chen snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows angrily, raised his hand, and caused the heavens and the earth to change, the thunder covered all sides, and in the furious wind, the seven Jindan powerhouses and the leader snorted several times, and flew out with a bang. "Dragon God Break" shocking move, ditch the dragon changes, the power of shaking the world breaks the limit of human cognition, but seeing the hand of the son of God, the dragon roars and rolls, shaking the heaven and earth, and the power is terrifying to tear the space apart.

"A piece of snow, a sword of heaven and earth" In the face of the move of destruction, the old man was fully engrossed, the sword moved and the snow drifted, and thousands of sword shadows turned into one move, and a sword was ruthless, sweeping towards the three princes. On the other side of the "Wonderful Hands and Flowers", the mana around the body was raised to the peak, the mana was agitated, the air temperature suddenly dropped, and the snowflakes scattered, like a cold winter coming. "Boom" but seeing the three of them touching each other, time and space seemed to explode, the space was wildly distorted, the sand was furious, the waves shook the sky, and the terrifying scene was like the end of heaven and earth.

In the distance, Chen Xiaomo was frightened by their battle, Mad thought that he was a genius but didn't expect that there were still many people, but he was fearless. "Uh" The wild sand dispersed, and the three people on the battlefield were separated on one side, and after a while, the old man vomited out of a mouthful of blood, and the blood stained the wasteland. The mana in Luoluo's body vibrate, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering a lot of injuries. In front of the two of them, the clothes were a little messy, but the aura around them was still so strong that it made people desperate, and the name of the three princes was terrifying. "Hand over the Divine Dragon Bloodline" Lin Chen took half a step forward and said lightly. The calm words still did not carry half a threat, however, the powerful oppression was like a heavy hammer smashing into everyone's hearts, and not far away, the leader and the seven Jindan powerhouses fell into a pool of blood, gradually dissipating the last trace of breath.

"Can't do it" Luoluo was also aroused, and said coldly. "It's a pity" Lin Chen sighed lightly, not knowing what he was feeling, and immediately urged his true power to end this senseless battle. At this moment, in the extreme distance, a noble and domineering aura flashed, Lin Chen's expression changed, his true qi converged, his body turned into a streamer, and he swept into the distance in the blink of an eye. The sudden change made Luoluo and the old man stunned, and the next moment, Luoluo came back to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Pull out the camp and set off immediately" "Yes" Everyone reacted, and immediately started to pack up, between the tents, an extremely inconspicuous monk flashed a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and lowered his head to pack up his things. It's a pity, if Miss Luoluo dies in the hands of the third prince, it will be the best result for the crown prince. In this way, not only can the crown prince have a greater chance of ascending to the throne, but it can also deal a blow to those big families.

That one calculated that the three princes would come, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, the three princes would leave for no reason.

The team continued to search for the inheritance at night, the wheels creaked, and the monks were temporarily replaced by the deputy leader, and now there were only four hundred monks left, and more than half of the ordinary people were killed or wounded, no one expected that so many things would happen in just one day. The most difficult thing for everyone to accept is that they still don't know who is secretly attacking. Even, why the three princes of Wei appeared here is difficult to understand.

Just after Chen Xiaomo lured Lin Chen away, he waited not far away, and in the distance, a man in red walked diagonally. The man in red was obviously stunned when he saw the person in front of him, in this vast land, the surging dragon blood breath on that person's body. There is a saying that there is nowhere to find when you step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

Chen Xiaomo felt the killing intent from Lin Chen, his brows furrowed slightly, and before he could think about it, he saw a cold sword light covering his face. "Bang" sword fingers contacted, a waterfall of snowflakes waved, the three princes out of the sword, fast to the moment of death, a sword in front of the body, the sword wind forced the face. Chen Xiaomo chuckled and held the sword body with both hands in his left hand, and with a turn of the situation, the sword blade turned to the side, unloading the force invisibly. At the same time, Aoki was unsheathed, half saving the cold light, the scorching sun was agitated, and a sword broke through the air. The man's expression remained unchanged, his left hand stretched out, and he grabbed Aoki, and sparks splashed everywhere, which turned out to be a pair of gloves forged from strange metal.

Chen Xiaomo's eyes narrowed, and the ink sword in his hand added three points of strength, and with a bang, the hard gloves cut out a half-finger-deep hole. A trace of blood flowed out along the blade of the ink sword, and the third prince saw red for the first time, and with a turn of the hand holding the sword, the sword body decomposed, and the sword was taken from the sword, and stabbed at Chen Xiaomo's heart. "Shameless" Chen Xiaomo scolded angrily, but he never examined whether he had been even more shameless.

The sword hidden in the sword is unguardable, however, Chen Xiaomo has encountered a more dangerous situation than this, so he moved. The figure did not retreat but advanced, and the moment he turned around, Aoki slashed back, like the sickle of death, and slashed through a cyan light. Aoki's sword was very fast, and his moves were also tricky, but Chen Xiaomo's brows furrowed slightly. He felt powerless, this sword, slow. At the very least, much slower than when he faced the Protoss. The clothes and silk were torn, and a waterfall of blood flowers was drawn, and the three princes took three steps back in a row, avoiding this fatal sword. Chen Xiaomo was irritable and dissatisfied, his body was slower than at that time, and his speed couldn't keep up. This is actually not difficult to understand, Chen Xiaomo hasn't done it for a long time.

The three princes did not retreat, but advanced, exchanging injuries for injuries, and Chen Xiaomo's arm was broken.

Chen Xiaomo's mana was agitated, and he said with a smile: "Goodbye, next time I have nothing to do, I will definitely cut you under the sword." The three princes wanted to chase after him, but found that they couldn't do it.

The old man, closing his eyes to heal his wounds, next to him, Chen Xiaomo leaned on his mount, quietly digesting everything that happened today. He had to pretend to be shocked. "How about it" The old man opened his eyes, looked at Chen Xiaomo, who had been silent, and said. "Unbelievable," Chen Xiaomo said with a smile. In the past, he underestimated the Guiyun Realm too much, whether he was lonely or unheard, or sitting in the well and watching the sky, he never thought that someone in the Guiyun Realm could bring him such a big impact. Lin Chen, the first young person, is worthy of his name.

The old man nodded, in his opinion, Chen Xiaomo had behaved well enough, and when he first came into contact with the real feelings, he was far less calm than the latter. "He is the third prince, and he deserves any praise," the old man said, then closed his eyes and continued to use his mana to heal his wounds. The path of cultivation needs to be walked by himself, he can mention something, but there is no need to say it too clearly.

However, Chen Xiaomo didn't care about the old man's potential, the third prince was not injured by the son!(To be continued.) )