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Chapter 1139 Blood Dragon Head

Seeing the dragon blood flowing towards him, although not a lot, for some reason, Meng Xiang felt nervous. He subconsciously cut the long sword in front of him and made a defensive force.

Is it just that I am too concerned? Although the distance between Dragon Blood and Meng Xiang is getting closer, under his close gaze, the Dragon Blood has not changed at all. If he didn't believe in his feelings, he wouldn't even notice anything abnormal about it. At most, it would be that it was running faster.

Meng Xiang did not relax at all, and still stared at the dragon blood tightly, for fear of any accidents. Of course, Meng Xiang hoped that these dragon blood would be fine. Regardless of whether the dragon blood was still splashing out of the cracks of the stone, even some of the light that rushed towards him would be priceless treasures.

A dragon is a divine beast, and its whole body is full of treasures. Dragon blood is particularly precious because it can assimilate other bloodlines and make it a dragon descendant. Of course, the premise is that it can withstand the process of dragon blood assimilation, and this process is very dangerous. One hundred may not succeed. However, once it becomes a dragon descendant, it will have many characteristics of the dragon clan. The innate endowment of the dragon clan is not comparable to that of humans, or even other beast clans.

If Meng Xiang could get these dragon blood and scoop them into the fairy world for sale, he would not have to worry about the shortage of immortal stones, which would make him and Zhao Xuezhu very comfortable. More importantly, he also found that the purity of these dragon blood splashed out from the cracks of the stone was extremely high, far exceeding the dragon blood he had seen, and the value of dragon blood was mainly reflected in purity. The higher the purity, the higher the value.

However, at this time, facing so many dragon blood, Meng Xiang could not feel a hint of joy. On the contrary, his heart became more and more nervous. The Buddha approached him not the dragon blood, but a poisonous snake containing highly venomous venom. He saw the blood seal and bit his soul to destroy it.

Although the flow rate of dragon blood is not particularly fast, the distance between it and Meng Xiang is not very far. In a blink of an eye, the distance between it and Meng Xiang is less than a hundred feet, and the dragon blood still maintains the surging appearance of ordinary liquids, without any change at all.

A light suddenly flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes, and then the long sword in his hand swung out. A snake-like sword aura shot towards the dragon's blood, flashing in a flash. Although he didn't want to destroy the dragon's blood, he still felt that safety was more important.

Almost the moment the sword aura shot into the dragon blood, Meng Xiang's eyes lit up, and his tentative attack had an effect. The rushing dragon blood suddenly turned into a mighty and ferocious dragon head, and opened his mouth and swallowed the sword aura shot out by Meng Xiang in one go.

After swallowing the sword energy, the blood dragon head not only did not decrease, but also accelerated its speed. He rushed towards him, and at the same time, Meng Xiang's pupils also shrank. When he took the initiative to test, although he did not use the Kaitian sword intent in order not to destroy the precious dragon blood, with his current sword skills, he could use his current sword skills to slay a knife with extremely terrible destructive power. The blood dragon head was able to swallow it without any problems, which was enough to show that it was extremely dangerous.

Since Meng Xiang had locked the qi on the dragon's blood, although its body had changed and became a blood dragon head, the locking was not lifted. This time, the blood dragon head rushed over and immediately pulled the qi between it and Meng Xiang, and the long sword slashed directly over. It was fast and fierce, with great power.

The distance is so close. Meng Xiang originally thought that he could definitely hit the blood dragon head. Once he hits it, the tenth ** of the sword spirit contained in the sword can settle it for him. Even if he can't, he will cause heavy damage to it. It will be much easier to take action, but he obviously underestimated the blood dragon head.

Before the sword technique slashed out the dragon head, two scarlet and blood-red lights shot out from the huge dragon's eyes, like two sharp arrows flashing red and red, and suddenly burst out red and white lights. Then a powerful and powerful thrust hit Meng Xiang fiercely.

Meng Xiang pulled a knife in front of him, and a white light curtain suddenly blocked him, but the red light emitted by the longan and the shock wave generated by the collision of the sword energy was too great. He actually pressed the sword curtain down to him and bumped into his chest.

Feeling the huge power being endured on the sword curtain, Meng Xiang did not choose to take it hard and retreated. Anyway, the passage he used to use the sword to spread on the mountain was still long, so there was no need to fight head-on. He also retreated backwards, and he could also make some distance between the blood dragon head. Before he figured out what it was, he still felt it was necessary to be careful.

During the retreat, Meng Xiang also saw the power of the shock wave. Under its push, the extremely hard stone wall actually swelled up, like a balloon that was blown rapidly, and the blood dragon head turned from dragon blood was also affected. Although he tried his best to remain motionless, he was still squeezed and deformed. The dragon blood was squeezed out, splashed backwards, smashing the stone wall, and turning into gorgeous red flowers.

Since Meng Xiang is in a confined space, the shock wave hit the two closed channels after passing Meng Xiang and the blood dragon head, and was pushed back and forth. Suddenly, the shock wave stirred back and forth, forming various turbulent flows, pushing and tearing, forming a huge destructive force. The situation was worse than inserting a big stick into a bucket of water and stirring hard.

The powerful turbulence put a lot of pressure on Meng Xiang, but his body was strong enough and his defense was comprehensive enough, so he persisted. But what surprised Meng Xiang was that the blood dragon head turned from dragon blood actually persisted, and there was no major damage yet, which made him feel more vigilant.

At the same time, while waiting for the turbulence caused by the shock wave to dissipate, Meng Xiang also discovered changes from the blood dragon head. Behind it, a yellow liquid flowed down from the stone wall, flowing to the blood dragon head, completely wrapped it up, the color changed from red to golden yellow, and it also solidified, becoming a real dragon head, and other yellow liquid left from the rock wall supplemented the back of the dragon head.

When the turbulence in the passage dissipated almost, Meng Xiang was no longer a blood dragon. Instead, it was a golden dragon. I don’t know if it was restricted by the passage, the length of the golden dragon was not long, less than ten feet long, but it almost blocked the entire passage. As long as it pushed forward, Meng Xiang would never be able to avoid it even if he wanted to avoid it.

Meng Xiang looked at the golden dragon that appeared in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils were covered, but he could still see two cold lights, cold and cold, which made people dare not look at them, and at the same time, he also faintly showed a high level of vigilance.

If the dragon blood had given Meng Xiang the feeling that it was invisible before, then the threat to him by the golden dragon could be seen. Circles of light golden waves emerged from the dragon's horns. A rush towards Meng Xiang, very subtle. Before he could touch his body, it dissipated. However, Meng Xiang's feeling was just the opposite. When a circle of waves approached him, he felt the powerful pressure, which was much heavier than the ten thousand-foot-foot-foot-tight mountains pressing towards him.

This is Meng Xiang. If someone else had been to take over the light waves from the golden dragon horn. I am afraid that if there were no more than three or five waves, they would be crushed by the terrifying pressure contained in it. The corpse would not exist, so how could it be transformed into invisible like Meng Xiang?

Although there is no problem with resisting the impact of the golden light wave, Meng Xiang did not dare to relax at all. The golden light wave was just the overflowing momentum of the golden dragon, and it was incomparable to the power caused by its attack. He could feel that there was a hostility from the golden dragon. They had to fight, and it was not enough to decide the winner.

Meng Xiang cut the long sword across his chest. He quietly observed the golden dragon less than a hundred feet in front of him, and it was also looking at him, but its gaze made Meng Xiang feel a little uncomfortable because he was very familiar with his eyes. It was when he was a hunter. Facing the gaze of the prey who was already in a desperate situation, he just changed his position and felt completely different.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Meng Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the golden dragon, and he suddenly screamed in his heart that bad things were wrong. If his feelings were not wrong, the golden dragon should have attacked him, and he had no idea about its situation at all and had no idea what attack it would launch. He felt that he didn't like it very much.

The golden dragon's mouth suddenly opened, and then a ball of golden light appeared in its big mouth. It was Dragon Flame, and Dragon Flame is one of the powerful attack methods of the dragon clan. It not only produces a huge impact force and exerts strong force on the target, but also has extremely powerful destructive power. The high temperature generated can destroy everything.

No! Meng Xiang felt bad as soon as the golden dragon opened his mouth. If he let it spew out the dragon flame, his situation would be bad. In addition, the passage was very narrow, and he couldn't even escape even if he wanted to avoid it. He had to completely take over the full power of the dragon flame.

Meng Xiang's eyes suddenly opened and a bright light shot out, like two lightning bolts in the narrow passage. Then, before the sperm of Meng Xiang's eyes could be emitted, a white light appeared in the passage, which was the sword energy shot out from the tip of the long sword slash, and the target was the golden dragon's mouth.

The speed of the sword aura shot out from the tip of the knife was so fast that the Golden Dragon discovered it and wanted to turn its head to the side, but the passage was too narrow. Even though its head was very strong and smashed the extremely hard stone wall into a big pit, it still hindered its dodge speed and was shot into its mouth by the sword aura.

The next moment, a dazzling golden light burst out from the golden dragon's mouth, just like thousands of suns appearing at the same time, making the eyes unable to open, but the power of the explosion of dragon flame is not just light, but the impact it can produce.

The golden dragon's head was raised high and hit the passage hard, smashing a huge pit. Then a golden beam of light ejected out of the dragon's mouth that was almost pulled in half, and a huge hole was opened up above the passage, which was many times larger than the passage where it and Meng Xiang were. Moreover, the cave was extremely deep, and it could not even be seen at a glance. The power of dragon flame was really amazing.

Although Long Yan did not spray directly at him, it did not prevent him from knowing its power. The power it generated made his hair stand up all over his body. If he hadn't launched the attack first and made Long Yan spurt at him, he wouldn't know if he could stop it.

Looking at the golden dragon that broke through the channel restrictions and rolled backwards under Long Yan's backward push, Meng Xiang's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but it disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he pressed the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the golden dragon with the power of the aftermath of Long Yan, and his eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent.

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