It is of course a good thing to be able to break the seal of the Qinglong Saint Monument, but more than a dozen geniuses have challenged one after another, but all of them have returned in vain, which has also made everyone wake up and breaking the Qinglong Saint Monument is not easy.

The Dragon Clan should have tried every means to crack the seal on the Qinglong Holy Monument, but it was also unsuccessful. A group of geniuses entered here on the ancient battlefield, and more people had tried it, but no one could crack the seal.

"Don't waste the dragon's essence. I would rather exchange it for a green dragon's true essence to improve my strength."

"There are naturally more benefits to breaking the seal of the Qinglong Holy Monument, but it can't be taken in your hand. It's just a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water."

"Let's go and exchange the Qinglong True Yuan, it's better to waste the long-lasting collection of dragons."

Soon, someone took the lead in walking towards the Qinglong Palace and exchanged the Dragon Yuan for the Qinglong True Yuan. It contained the pure Yuan power of the Dragon Clan, which could greatly help the practitioners improve their strength. Below the Realm Emperor Realm, at least one Yuan power realm can be improved.

When someone took the lead in walking into the palace, it completely destroyed some people's beliefs. Many people hesitated for a while and walked into the palace.

However, those geniuses who had spent precious dragon essence but had not yet been able to break the seal of the Qinglong Holy Monument all regretted it. The dragon essence that they had collected were so hard that they had not obtained anything in the end.

At the top of the stone pillar, although the Lord of Qingyijie, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes, was extremely clear about what happened in the square. He shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, no one can break the seal of the Qinglong Holy Monument."

"Let me try it." A crisp sound sounded in the square, and a woman in a blue shirt and light body walked out.

At the same time, everyone's eyes gathered on her. Qing Wei, a genius woman with half of the Qinglong clan's bloodline, is probably the one among them who has the most hope of breaking the Qinglong Holy Monument.

Qing Wei walked to the front of the stone pillar, looked up at the top, bowed respectfully and said, "Grandpa, although my mother was driven out of the Qinglong tribe, I am not a member of the Qinglong tribe, but my mother said that when Qing Wei saw her, you must be respectful and ask you for your goodbye."

The Lord of Qingyijie on the round platform still closed his eyes like a rock, without answering.

A trace of darkness flashed through Qingwei's eyes, then he took out the dragon yuan and poured it into the stone pillar. After paying the dragon yuan, he walked slowly towards the Qinglong Holy Monument.

"Chongqing, come on." Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly, looked at Qingqing's back and said softly.

"Yes." Qing Wei turned around, looked at Zhuo Bufan, and showed a light smile, and a hint of firmness appeared in his cold eyes.

The Qinglong Holy Monument stands in the square, and the body emits a green wave and sweeping through ripples. Qingwei finally stepped into the wave, and his body suddenly stagnates. In the green wave, it is quite difficult to move forward every step forward.

The genius who had tried to untie the seal of the Qinglong Saint Monument before was only two people who could walk within five meters of the Qinglong Saint Monument, but was still bombarded out.

Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he looked at the figure who was struggling to move forward in the green waves. From that back, he saw a familiar stubbornness. Although the steps he took were not big, he was particularly firm.

Qing Wei has half of the bloodline of the Qinglong clan in his body. Perhaps he has a chance to get in touch with the Qinglong Holy Monument, but what Zhuo Bufan is worried about is the dark and strange aura in the Qinglong Holy Monument, which Qing Wei may not be able to deal with.

The square was silent and silent, and everyone's eyes were staring at the faint figure entering the green wave, the delicate body and firm steps inevitably made people feel distressed.

Even the Lord of Qingyi Realm at the top of the stone pillar opened his eyes at this moment. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes also fell on the lonely back in the green wave, and a faint sigh was made. The originally sharp eyes also had a hint of softness.

Qing Wei held the jade palm tightly, and the closer she got to the Qinglong Holy Monument, she felt the repulsive force in the green wave became stronger and stronger. She bit her silver teeth slightly, and a tough color appeared on her sharp face, taking another step.

At this moment, she is less than three meters away from the Qinglong Holy Monument, and this result can be said to be the best at present.

But at the same time, Qing Wei felt the pressure getting stronger and stronger, and it became extremely difficult to lift a finger. At this moment, as long as she relaxed a little, she might be swept away by a wave.

"I have arrived here, and I must fulfill my mother's wish." Qing Wei raised her head, bit her lips hard, and tiny green scales suddenly grew from her white jade-like arms that were poked out from her green sleeves, densely covering her arms, and at the same time, a green air wrapped around her arms like silk.

Small blue scales also grew on both sides of the green and sharp face, and even slightly raised between the smooth forehead, as if there were horns to grow out.

Qing Wei had already stimulated the blood of the Qinglong and completely turned into a half-dragon body. Sure enough, the repulsive force in the green wave instantly weakened a lot, but this reduction did not make Qing Wei relax. Every step was still difficult, and soon she was sweating profusely.

Finally, in the astonished eyes of everyone, Qing Wei finally walked to the Qinglong Holy Monument.

Even the Qingyijie Lord, who had been expressionless and indifferent, had a change in expression on his face when he saw this scene, and a ripples of excitement appeared in his deep gaze as deep as a lake.

"The Green Dragon Holy Monument!"

Qing Wei stared at the stone tablet in front of him with clear eyes. The blood in his body showed signs of boiling and fever, which was a feeling of blood being connected. The Qinglong Holy Monument had once injected the blood of the greatest saint of the Qinglong clan.

Qingwei's tense face also showed a faint smile here, and she looked at the stone tablet in front of her with awe from the bottom of her heart. Then, she raised her palm and gently pressed it on the stone tablet.

"Oh no!" Zhuo Bufan's pupils shrank.

Qingwei's face suddenly changed color, and an extremely dark and sinister aura suddenly poured into her body from her palms.

Canopy!

A powerful repulsive force suddenly hit Qing Wei's body, and the girl turned into a green light and was suddenly bounced out.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan frowned and was about to skip to catch the former, so as not to end up in a messy appearance of the former, after all, it was a girl.

But when Zhuo Bufan was about to take action, a light breeze swept by, gently holding the girl's body flying backwards, allowing her to fall gently to the ground, not as embarrassed as those in front of him.

"It's already great that you can get close to the Qinglong Holy Monument. It's too difficult to break the seal on it." The voice of the Qingyi Realm Lord rang slowly, and it seemed that the master who had just taken action to hold Qingliang was obvious.

Qingwei's pretty face was a little pale, but in the end, did it fail?

Qing Wei pinched his jade palm, looked up at the top of the stone pillar, pursed his lips slightly, and still showed a faint smile. The Qingyi Realm Lord took action just now, which naturally proved that this grandfather was not selfless and cold-blooded.
Chapter completed!