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"Damn it!" Even though the old man's heart was angry.

And at this moment, Chen Ran took action.

"boom!"

The world is turbulent, and the power of the fairy dragon explodes, rushing towards the old man.

"The power of the fairy dragon? How is it possible?" The old man lost his voice, looking shocked.

But the next moment, he was trembling all over.

Because a sense of extreme majesty began to emerge from Chen Ran's body.

At this moment, the real dragon veins in his body were roaring, and a stream of real dragon majesty was emitting.

"What? The real dragon!" The old man trembled inside, and a trace of surrender and awe emerged.

The old man was so unbearable, and the monks of the Dragon Sacrifice Clan below were even more so. Some of the weaknesses were kneeling down, trembling all over, and endless fear invading them in their eyes.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" The old man was breathing rapidly, and at this moment he thought of two possibilities.

First, Chen Ran was originally a real dragon.

The second is that Chen Ran cultivated the true dragon vein!

But in an instant, the first possibility was that he rejected it. Because in ancient times, the real dragon was almost extinct. In contemporary times, it was even more impossible to exist.

Excluding the first type, then Chen Ran is the second type.

But this also made him unable to have a slight idea of ​​fighting in his heart.

Because of the powerful pressure of the real dragon, his strength was suppressed by 20%. He knew very well that if he continued to fight, he would definitely be beaten to death.

"Stop, I admit defeat!" the old man shouted, feeling extremely frustrated.

But Chen Ran did his own thing, and the power of the fairy dragon directly hit the old man, bombarding him all at once.

With a "bang", the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, the most powerful existence of this clan was that Chen Ran forced the earth to smash a deep pit.

"Ah!" A low growl came out of the pit, filled with anger.

At this moment, the ancestor Jilong was about to lose his mind. After all, it was a little too shameful to be bombarded by Chen Ran in front of so many disciples and grandchildren.

"You are too arrogant!" The ancestor of the Dragon Sacrifice spoke in a cold voice. This was the location of his Dragon Sacrifice clan. Although Chen Ran was strong, he also had the means to keep him and make him regret it.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ran's momentum dissipated, the dragon's body exploded, and he walked out with a white head.

He looked at the angry ancestor Sailong and said calmly: "Now, we can have a good talk."

"You..." The ancestor Jilong was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. This feeling of being up and down made him extremely depressed.

He looked at Chen Ran, his face gloomy. After a long time, he snorted heavily and flew towards the palace with a gloomy face.

"Come with me."

In the end, he decided not to do anything. After all, after living for so long, he could still hold back this. Moreover, Chen Ran's origin was too mysterious, and he dared not offend him, so as not to cause trouble for the Dragon Sacrifice clan.

Chen Ran looked at the three elders who were stunned and stupid there, and didn't say much, but just laughed and flew towards the depths of the palace with the ancestor Jilong.

From beginning to end, his goal was to sacrifice the dragon ancestor.

As for showing off one's strength, it is naturally to make things smoother in the future.

After letting the ancestor Jilong see his strength, he believes that there will be much less trouble.

As for whether to offend someone or not, he wouldn't care if Chen Ran thought there was no threat.

Soon, Chen Ran followed the ancestor of Jilong to an empty but extremely bright hall.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me coming to sacrifice to the Dragon Clan?" The Dragon Clan's ancestor looked at Chen Ran with a very unkind look.

"The first thing is that I want to see your practice method of sacrificing the Dragon Clan." Chen Ran said softly, with a gleam in his eyes.

At this moment, his Jueming Dragon Refining Method was no longer possible. Without some powerful dragon clans devoured him, he had to find another way. For example, the evil dragon he devoured before could not allow his true dragon vein to evolve at all.

"What?" The ancestor of Jilong was stunned, and then said with a look of ugly expression: "I cannot, my practice of Jilong will never be passed to outsiders!"

Chen Ran looked at the Dragon Sacrifice Ancestor with a confident light in his eyes and said quietly: "If I had a way to revive the dragon veins of the Dragon Sacrifice Clan, would you still feel that it was impossible?"

"What?" The ancestor Jilong was shocked and looked at Chen Ran incredibly.

"You should see that I have a real dragon vein." Chen Ran continued.

Sacrifice to the Dragon Ancestor is silent.

"I have a way to revive the dragon veins on the earth, but the condition is that you will be the strongest exercise for sacrificing the dragon clan. Whether it is possible or not is up to you to decide." Chen Ran continued.

The ancestor of the Dragon Sacrifice looked at Chen Ran, trying to see something from his expression. But what made him helpless was that Chen Ran's expression and eyes were not at all turbulent, like a lake of stagnant water, which made him unable to guess what Chen Ran was thinking.

And what could bring him this feeling were all old monsters who had lived for a long time. But at this moment, they were felt by a obviously small monk.

He was silent for a long time and finally spoke: "If you can really revive the dragon vein, I can pass on the top method of seeking heaven and offering sacrifices to you."

"If I'm not sure, I won't say this." Chen Ran nodded, with satisfaction in his eyes.

The reason why the dragon veins on the earth are exhausted is that they cannot condense spiritual energy or absorb excessively.

Chen Ran may not be able to restore it to its peak, but with his methods, it is enough to restore the dragon vein to a certain level.

"You want to get the martial arts of our clan when you come." Looking at the confident Chen Ran, the ancestor Jilong couldn't help asking.

"This is just by the way." Chen Ran replied.

The corners of the Dragon Sacrifice Ancestor's mouth twitched. He used many methods to make the Dragon Sacrifice Clan, but he could not restore the dragon veins. If this were not the case, he would not agree to Chen Ran's exchange. But in Chen Ran's mouth, it seemed not worth mentioning.

"Okay, let's restore your clan's dragon veins first." Chen Ran spoke.

One day later, the mountain where the Dragon Sacrifice tribe is located has a spiritual energy soaring into the sky, and looks like a real dragon.

Deep in the ground, Chen Ran sat cross-legged, and in front of him was an illusory dragon vein that gradually emerged from life. His real dragon vein was swimming beside it, spitting out a mouthful of dragon breath from time to time.

"It is not difficult for me to use the innate origin energy as the auxiliary, and the true dragon vein is called to summon the spirit and reviving the dragon vein." Chen Ran whispered without a trace of pressure.

Another day passed, the dragon vein on the earth has returned to stability.

The Dragon Sacrifice Ancestor appeared and looked at the dragon vein in excitement and shock. He could not have imagined that Chen Ran had saved the dragon vein in just two days.

He took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Chen Ran. Then, he took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it to Chen Ran and said, "This is the method of seeking heaven and sacrifice to the dragon."

Chen Ran nodded and put away the jade slip. His eyes flashed, and his right hand flipped, and a true dragon aura appeared in Chen Ran's hands. He spoke, "Do you want it?"

The ancestor of the Dragon Sacrifice was stunned, and then a desire appeared in his eyes. For the monks who practiced dragons, the value of a true dragon energy was self-evident. If it was used well, it would be a huge fortune.

"Do you know where the Shangyang clan is? If you take me there, this true dragon energy will be yours." Chen Ran looked at the ancestor Jilong and spoke with deep eyes.

...

Shangyang clan.

In the ancient hall, Shang Yang Gu Yu sat upright on the dressing table, wearing a red dress, red lips, looking at the flawless face in the bronze mirror, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Chen Ran, are you really dead? If you weren't dead, why didn't you come yet?"
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