This is a real, invincible power.

The nine dragons were like nine real dragons, standing across the air. Looking up, they were full of golden light.

Even the light of the thunder tribulation cannot be compared with it.

"This, the power of the Ancestral Holy Realm is so terrifying?" Shui Wuxun fell into deep shock.

Even though the Trench Clan is the Nine Sons of the True Dragon, the descriptions of the Ancestral Saint Realm are still pitiful in the inheritance of their race.

Now everyone can see clearly that this is just the power caused by the monster's power of a drop of essence and blood and injecting it into the dragon spear.

Compared with the powerful Ancestral Saint Realm who has made every effort to attack, it is naturally incomparable, far from the same order of magnitude.

But even so, the scene of the Nine Dragons that overwhelmed the thunder tribulation, really made people scream in surprise.

"It's better to say that this is the power of the Ancestral Saint Realm, it's better to say that this is the attack of the Ancestral Saint-level weapon, and it has nothing to do with the Ancestral Saint himself." Li Bai took a deep breath, staring at the dragon spear under the nine dragons.

He is a real person who is at the peak of the third level of the Saint King, even stronger than Yun Qingyi and Chu Da.

So he is the person here who feels the power of the Ancestral Saint Realm and the deepest feeling.

He is only half a step away from that legendary realm.

But this half step trapped him for too long.

Li Bai's heart is proud. From the poems he left on the earth, we can see that this immortal-like character has always been dissatisfied with and does not understand why he was trapped here and has not been able to make progress.

It was not until today that he saw such a power that he realized that he had a long and long way to go.

"Seniors, do you want to help Elder Ling?" The disciple of Yao Wang Feng, thinking about Ling Zhi's life-saving grace, spoke boldly.

Anyone can see that the attack emitted by the weirdo in despair was extremely powerful.

Li Bai and others were stunned, and subconsciously turned around and looked at the old man with the spirit of the weapon.

In the field, only the thirty-three days of weapon spirit have such ability to fight against the monster and the dragon spear.

But what they saw was the helpless look of the old man.

The old man spread his hands, "I can naturally deal with that dragon spear and that weird guy. Even if I can't kill him, it's not difficult to rescue Ling Zhi from him."

"But in fact, since the moment Lingzhi brought the thunder tribulation, from the moment he approached the weird man, have you not noticed that I have removed all my strength for thirty-three days, and even covered myself?"

The old man sighed, "This is the real thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation of heaven. The existence of the thirty-three heavens is bound to be unaware of it."

"I still have the most important mission, so even if Ling Zhi dies in front of me, I can no longer help each other." The spirit of artifact was silent for a moment and said this.

If others say that they will not save them when they die, everyone will naturally feel angry, but because the old man speaks calmly and firmly, his concern and concern for Lingzhi in his words will not be concealed.

So everyone understands that he is real and has unspeakable hidden secrets.

So everyone turned their heads and looked at the city without saying a word, looking at Lingzhi, clenched their fists together, hoping that a miracle would happen.

"Don't try to let me let you go and help him." The old man with the weapon spirit glanced across them, and the expression of intention that had just emerged in his eyes was stunned for a moment, "Because your entry will only make the thunder tribulation feel offended, and will only bring down a stronger thunder."

"At that time, when Ling Zhi faces this attack, he will have to distribute more power to fight against the thunder. That is the real danger, and there is no real chance of life."

The old man's words were very direct and straightforward, but Yin Meng and others' faces also turned pale.

Nine dragons crossed the sky and were slow to take action against Lingzhi.

Ling Zhi was not in a hurry to take action. He stared at the eyes of the nine dragons, watching wisps of blood appearing in the air, and then entered the nine dragons and eighteen eyes.

These blood colors are all created by that drop of essence and blood.

This is true, turning decay into magic.

With a drop of essence and blood, it seemed as if he had given nine dragons life.

It is so similar to the rules of life he has realized, but it is so different.

Ling Zhi couldn't help but wonder whether he could give the life of flowers in bloom, the vitality of trees in life, and whether he could give the life of his martial arts.

If every punch, every palm, and every sword you swing not only has the strange changes you control, but also brings infinite possibilities, then how many possibilities will be added when facing the enemy?

How difficult and how restrained it will be when the enemy deals with it?

Because he fell into insight on the spot, he did not take action for a long time to prevent the nine dragons from becoming stronger continuously.

The monster was even more miserable by the thunder. His breath was rapidly declining, and even his body could not stand up.

The scarlet in his eyes was deeper. He was waiting, looking forward to this blow, and he would win Lexus to the decisive kill.

Then the thunder tribulation in the sky disappeared and he was truly safe.

He even thought angrily in his heart that these were all caused by the living dead people in the cemetery. When his injuries recovered, he went out and hunted one by one in the cemetery to replenish his losses and losses.

There were nine dragons standing in front of him, allowing him to perceive and comprehend, and the divine light in Ling Zhi's eyes became stronger and stronger.

He himself has extremely powerful sensation ability and talented perception.

He suddenly closed his eyes, but a kind of aura emerged.

At this point, the nine dragons finally completely absorbed the power of the drop of essence and blood, and roared like a real dragon, rushing towards him wildly.

Ling Zhi has many skills, such as sprinkling beans into soldiers, dead trees meet spring, cutting the three fingers of the sky, transforming one qi into three purity, etc.

But at this moment, what naturally flowed in his heart was the Nine Steps of the Anti-Dragon, or to be precise, the brand new Twelve Steps of the Anti-Dragon.

He still closed his eyes, but he moved.

He took one step and then went out, his body had reached more than ten feet away.

It was just the void he stepped out, just a void.

So this step makes people feel meaningless.

"Has you missed the air?" On the Thirty-Three Heavens, a disciple of Yaowang Peak exclaimed, full of deep worries.

Amid his exclamation, Ling Zhi took another step.

This step is still missing.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Ling Zhi took another step.
Chapter completed!