Three days were not long. When Zhuo Bufan absorbed the last ray of the power of the Qinglong True Energy into his body, the light on the sky of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land had some bright light, pouring on this land that had been stained with countless blood and sacrificed countless heroic souls.

The crowds of people surging in the palace of the four clans also left the palace and gathered towards the square in front of the Zulong Palace. In a blink of an eye, thousands of people had gathered here, which was quite lively.

This kind of liveliness has become less stressful because of the beginning of the final decisive battle on the ancient battlefield. Instead, everyone's face has a hint of relaxation.

Whether it is victory or defeat, it has nothing to do with them now. What they are looking forward to is who can obtain the "ancestral dragon essence and blood" in the end.

Of course, this also involves some subtle battles between the Qinglong Clan and the Golden Dragon Clan.

"Golden Dragon Clan Chief, although this Shadow Killing King is powerful, there is probably a little gap compared to Taoist Lord. The one who can win this time will probably be the strong ones from your Golden Dragon Clan." The Black Dragon Clan Chief saw a middle-aged man in glamorous clothes and said with a smile.

"There is no winner in the game, and everything is hard to say." The head of the Golden Dragon clan said with a smile.

However, the Qinglong Realm Lord and the Qinglong Clan leader frowned slightly. The Black Dragon Clan leader lost 10 million dragon yuan, and he felt uncomfortable now.

As the crowd rushed into the square, Zhuo Bufan also appeared on the square with Qingwei, Zhang Su and others.

"Shadow Killing King, don't let me down. This time you must beat Dao Jun down hard." Zhang Su gritted his teeth and said.

"Do your best, the other party is not a simple person." Zhuo Bufan shrugged and said helplessly.

Zhang Su lost to Daojun in the Star League selection competition, and was suppressed by Daojun in the "Kun Realm". It was normal to feel a little resentful, but it did not have the ruthlessness of an enemy. At most, it was just the spirit of some young people.

When Zhang Su heard his words, he said helplessly: "That guy is indeed very powerful, be careful."

Lei Yuan, Ning Wang, Luo Xin and others also followed them to the square, showing some inexplicable expectations for the fight between Shadow Killing King and Daojun. When these two people were in the Star Alliance, they felt a little stubborn about the wheat.

Unexpectedly, the final battle will be held in the Zulong Holy Land!

The Golden Dragon Clan, the Green Dragon Clan, the Red Dragon Clan, the Black Dragon Clan, and the four-sided dragon clan occupy the four squares in a rectangular shape.

In the Golden Dragon Clan camp, Daojun stood in front, his eyes collided with Zhuo Bufan, who was standing in front of the Qinglong Clan in front of him through the space, and a faint smile appeared on his jade-like face.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes also fell on him, and his pupils stretched out as if there was a strong sense of fighting, turning into flames and rising.

At this time, the old man Zulong had already led the patriarchs of the four clans to the higher level in front of the palace. His calm eyes slowly swept across the crowd below. Finally, his eyes solidified on Zhuo Bufan and Daojun one after another, and then slowly announced:

"Three days have come. Whoever can obtain the essence and blood of the Ancestral Dragon in the end depends on your own abilities."

The speech was short and there was no long nonsense. Then the old Zulong man brushed his palm across the void, and a disc with dazzling golden light appeared in the sky. The disc was carved with many obscure French words, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

At least a magic weapon that surpasses the level of life and death should belong to the level of Qiankun.

Many sights immediately gathered on the square. As the disc slowly turned, a ray of light sprinkled down golden light, forming an arc-shaped light cover, like a large sea bowl that was turned upside down, covering the metal in the center of the square.

The light golden light spread like flowing water, laying a layer of light on the upper floor of the Bluestone Square. After all, Zhuo Bufan and Daojun are too strong. If there is no defensive formation, the combat fluctuations will probably completely destroy the entire square.

At this time, two figures flew out from the crowd in the Qinglong Clan camp and the Golden Dragon Clan camp at the same time, directly swept into the light golden light shield, confronting each other in the air.

The two of them are Zhuo Bufan and Daojun.

"I didn't expect that the fight with you will be here?" Dao Jun wore a white long gown, with a slender figure and a jade-like face. There was always a faint smile on his slightly white face. "I'm still planning to use you as my whetstone when I want to break through to the Saint Realm."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes twitched slightly. This guy seemed to be even more crazy than him, but the latter's arrogance was definitely not the one that was aimless. This arrogance came from his sufficient confidence in his own strength.

"Whestingstone?" Zhuo Bufan said: "If the knife is not good, it may be cracked by the whestingstone."

Daojun's words ignited the flame in Zhuo Bufan's heart. In Daojun's heart, he was actually used as a whetstone. This guy...

Thousands of gazes with various colors gathered on the two of them in the square. Of course, in addition to those looking forward to the battle, there were more resentful lights.

"Shadow Killing King, it's best if you taste the taste of failure..." In the demon camp, Jiang Tai looked at the black figure in the golden light shield, and a look of sinister appeared on his face.

Ye Ziqin's clear eyes looked at the black figure in the sky, with subtle emotional fluctuations in her eyes. Sometimes, the slightly lonely figure always carried everything alone, from weak to strong, many people could only see the bright side, but they didn't know what kind of sweat and effort they had put in behind it.

Lei Yuanning Wang and others also stared at each other. Qing Wei and Luo Xin looked at the black figures in the sky, and there were some emotional fluctuations in the depths of their beautiful eyes that were different from others.

"Will this guy continue to create miracles, or will he lose here?" Luo Xin murmured to himself.

Yu Wei, Yao Hu and Zhang Su had the best relationship. They stood together and looked at the two confrontation figures in the air in the square. The battle between dragons and tigers was finally about to begin!

"The Shadow Killing King defeated Jiang Tai. We saw with our own eyes that he used his life-and-death-level martial arts. He should be able to defeat Taoist Lord, right?" Yu Wei said.

"Life and Death-level martial arts?" Zhang Su stared at the black figure in the air, and grinned: "I hope he won't lose too ugly. Daojun's strength is really a bit terrifying. I don't know how that guy practiced."

Zhang Su has fought with Daojun twice in person, and as a disciple of the Saint, his strength is beyond doubt. Now that Zhang Su can say this, it can be seen that the enemy Zhuo Bufan faces may be extremely powerful and this battle will be extremely difficult.

Swallow, swish, swish, swish, swish!

Light golden talismans emerged out of thin air, and suddenly turned into millions of arrows, cutting through the air, like sharp blades shooting towards Zhuo Bufan.
Chapter completed!