Chapter 242 Dragon Clan

"call!"

The Shenlong sighed in the direction of the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace, and a light blue mist spewed out from the huge dragon mouth.

The surrounding air instantly ignited!

The cyan mist swept across the void, and the surrounding space was already in chaos, and the light was distorted!

"Dragon Flame!"

The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace was shocked and exclaimed.

Dragon flame is a unique talent of the dragon race. After each dragon is born and grows to a certain stage, it will naturally master this ability.

And with the increase of age, the Taoism deepens, the cultivation base increases, and the power of Longyan will also increase, even reaching the point of burning the sky and boiling the sea!

That is the magic power in the legend.

The dragon flame in front of him, although far from reaching the level of supernatural power, is far from what the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace can resist.

The palm of the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace patted on the storage bag, took out a talisman, and crushed it on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace pulled out a blood-colored bone staff, with a skull embedded at the top, exuding a strange and eerie aura.

"Bloodprint Curse!"

The Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace waved the bone staff, and two blood lights suddenly burst out from the eye socket of the skull on the top of the bone staff!

As if alive, the skull opened its mouth and spewed out a green light.

The blood light and the green light merged and condensed into a drop of blood.

The blood suddenly burst, and ripples appeared in the void, hitting the oncoming Long Yan.

puff! puff! puff!

Two completely different forces encountered, collided, eroded, and fought in mid-air, making a series of noises, and three colors of light splashed everywhere, dazzling!

Su Zimo and the two who were hiding in the corner of the cave, although they could not see the outside situation, they could still clearly feel the terrifying fluctuations of this power!

Not to mention Su Zimo, even the gray-robed cultivator of Jindan Zhenren would be killed on the spot by the residual force of the fighting between these two powerful beings!

Su Zimo's faces were not very good-looking, and they held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.

The power of Longyan is obviously stronger than the blood-marked spell.

The two forces were at a stalemate for a moment, and Long Yan burned the blood lines to the ground, and instantly descended to the front of the Palace Master of the Blood Raven Palace.

The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace had already crushed the talisman, forming a defensive barrier around his body.

click! click! click!

You know, this is the most advanced defensive talisman among the fifth-order talismans!

But it still couldn't bear the erosion of Longyan, and cracks soon appeared, and it would collapse at any time.

Of course, this dragon flame has been weakened by the continuous resistance of the blood-marked spell and the fifth-order talisman, and its power has dropped sharply.

"Disperse!"

The Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace waved the blood-colored bone staff again, his eyes flashing green light, and he reprimanded lightly.

boom!

After three consecutive shots by the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace, Long Yan finally disappeared and disappeared into the air.

At this time, the dragon soared upward, and its huge body was fully stretched out, exposing it to the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace, exuding a shuddering coercion!

The dragon is born, and the situation changes!

The resistance of the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace made Shenlong more angry.

"This fellow Daoist of the Dragon Clan, you and I are both members of the nine clans. If you accidentally entered the treasure land, please be merciful." The Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace turned pale and shouted quickly.

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo, who was hiding in the corner, was shocked.

Dragons!

Could it be that the immemorial creature outside is actually a dragon?

Is there really a dragon in this world?

At this moment, Su Zimo's heart surged with the urge to lift the rags and see the appearance of the dragon clan.

However, Su Zimo still held back.

When he was studying in Pingyang Town, he heard many legends about dragons.

These legends are illusory and have no basis, they are just myths and quirks spread among the people.

Su Zimo never took it seriously.

Even before seeing the real person Canglang, he did not believe that there are immortals in this world.

Later, Su Zimo stepped into practice and was able to worship Misty Peak.

In Misty Peak, Su Zimo had read some ancient books.

In these ancient books, there is almost no record of dragons.

Even if there is, it is only a few words, extremely vague.

Piecing together many ancient books, some limited information can be drawn.

Dragons are extremely terrifying creatures in the ancient times. They do not belong to the demon clan. They are a unique race called the dragon clan.

According to legend, the dragons are extremely powerful, they were extremely brilliant in the ancient times, and they dominated the ages!

However, for some unknown reason, the dragon race was annihilated in the long river of time, and it has long since disappeared, becoming a legend.

Su Zimo was always dubious about these records.

In his opinion, since the Dragon Clan once had such a dazzling and brilliant civilization, it will definitely leave some traces on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

Before this, Su Zimo had never seen it before.

Until just now, in Su Zimo's mind, the huge skeleton he glimpsed in the sea of ​​bones suddenly appeared, almost penetrating the entire sea of ​​bones!

Could it be... is that a dragon skeleton?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Zimo was startled.

Su Zimo frowned tightly, and recalled the words just now, another confusion flashed in his heart: "Nine clans? What are the nine clans in this mouth?"

On the other side, when the gray-robed cultivator heard this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared in an instant.

"It turned out to be a member of the nine clans?"

"Bloodprint Curse, could it be..."

The gray-robed monk's eyes flickered, and he guessed the identity of the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace.

"What about the people in the nine races, don't say that your blood is not pure, you are just a bastard, even if you are pure blood, if you dare to come here and eat the descendants of my dragon race, you will surely die!"

In the void, a dull and powerful voice suddenly came, and every word that fell was like a thunderous explosion, shocking the mind.

call!

The dragon swings its tail.

The dragon's tail covered with green lindens, like a sturdy and huge divine whip, rammed towards the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace with the momentum of destroying the sky and destroying the earth!

"what!"

The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace was shocked and exclaimed.

Before the dragon's tail arrived, a suffocating breath of death was already blowing.

The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace bit the tip of his tongue lightly and spat out a stream of blood essence.

After this mouthful of blood was spit out, the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace seemed to be much weaker, his eyes dimmed, and he was sluggish.

Spilling out this blood essence, even if he can survive under the dragon's tail, he may have to rest for more than ten years if he wants to recover as before.

"disease!"

The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace chanted a series of obscure incantations, waved the blood-colored bone staff, and pointed forward.

The blood light turned into a huge skeleton, swallowing and biting towards the dragon tail!

At the same time, the Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace took out a large amount of talismans from the storage bag and crushed them all!

In the eyes of the Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace, there was fleshly pain.

He had collected these talismans for many years, but he did not expect to use them all in one round.

In this battle, he was suffocated!

Originally, it was just to hunt down a small base-building cultivator, and there was no suspense.

But for some reason, throughout the process, he was completely passive, as if being led by the nose.

After a tossing, he ran here by ghosts and gods. He didn't even see the other party's figure, so he carried a big black pot on his back, and was stared at by a dragon...