Chapter 229 The showdown between the demon godson and the Qinglong holy son!
Demonic godson!
These four big characters are like thunder in the ears of the Eastern Wasteland!
The genius disciples who had heard the name of the demon sect's godson were all horrified at this time, their eyes full of fear and fear.
This is a genius!
Even more of a lunatic!
Just one characteristic is not scary, but when these two characteristics come together, almost everyone will shy away!
However, there are also people from other domains who are not familiar with this demon sect's godson.
At this time, when they heard about the achievements of the devil's godson, they all exclaimed, feeling incredible.
"What? Daoji realm?"
"Aren't even those who are strong in the Daoji realm a match for this demon sect's godson?"
"It's too exaggerated. He seems to have just returned to the early stage of the One True King Realm!"
"Is he really that powerful? It can't be a lie!"
"..."
The voice of doubt was very small, submerged in the exclamations, and could not stir up any waves.
Amid the exclamations, the white-haired boy Youqin Yunhua remained calm and indifferent.
Facing the young man in green clothes, he nodded slightly and said: "If there is no second demon sect godson in the Central Territory, then I am the one you are talking about."
Seeing Youqin Yunhua's confirmation, the young man in green nodded lightly: "It turns out that he is the godson of the Demon Sect. No wonder he dares to challenge the majesty of the Qinglong Holy Land. In this case..."
The young man in green squinted his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes in an instant, shining with golden light.
"Then show your proud strength and fight me!
The quasi-holy son of Qinglong Holy Land, Long Xiao is waiting for you!"
boom!
As the young man in green shouted loudly, a powerful aura rose from his body into the sky, and even the clouds in the sky were dispersed.
The energy of the surrounding dragon veins gathered crazily, condensing into pieces of dragon scales that shone with azure light on his body.
A huge dragon's power spread out from him, sweeping across in a mighty manner.
All the onlookers around felt a terrifying force of oppression, and some were even directly pressed to the ground, their whole bodies trembling slightly.
"The quasi-holy son of Qinglong Holy Land, Long Xiao!"
Youqin Yunhua's expression remained unchanged when facing the mighty dragon, and he said softly as if he were talking about family affairs: "I am only forty-seven years old, in the early stage of Guiyi True King, and has the body of a true dragon that ranks 19th on the top 100 physical list.
, the body contains Qinglong blood, and the blood concentration is 90%!
The most powerful genius in the Azure Dragon Holy Land for thousands of years, as soon as the previous Son succeeds as the Holy Lord, he will automatically become the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon...
A year ago, he challenged the elders of the Daoji Realm of Qinglong Holy Land and won the battle!
Half a year ago, he started the Holy Son Trial and killed Thirteen on the Underworld List alone. The powerful Taoist Realm Shi Jian Chuan!
Three months ago, we had a draw with Ji Xingchen, the eleventh-ranked Taoist realm expert!
..."
Hearing Youqin Yunhua reveal all his information like a treasure trove, Long Xiao's expression changed and became ugly.
"Are you investigating me?"
Long Xiao asked, the aura on his body was so violent that it seemed to explode at a moment's notice.
"No."
Youqin Yunhua shook his head gently: "As the quasi-holy son of the supreme holy land Qinglong Holy Land, a peerless genius rarely seen in ten thousand years, he will always receive more attention than others."
"snort!"
Long Xiao snorted coldly and did not accept this explanation.
Ordinary attention would never give him such a detailed understanding of his whereabouts. He would even know his whereabouts better than many elders of the Azure Dragon Holy Land.
"Stop talking nonsense, don't you want a share of the pie?
Come and fight!
If you defeat me, you will be qualified to climb the First Dragon Vein Mountain!"
"call!"
Youqin Yunhua slowly exhaled, the indifference in his eyes gradually melting and disintegrating.
A trace of madness slowly crept into his pupils.
"The genius who has never appeared in the Supreme Holy Land for ten thousand years, I hope you will not surrender, so that I can have a happy battle!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Youqin Yunhua, which had always been like an ancient well, erupted, and the terrifying momentum rolled up countless rubbles.
Even the 100,000-meter-high Dragon Vein Mountain trembled slightly, as if imprisoned by an invisible force, as if it was about to collapse.
"Buzz!"
Long Xiaojin took action, stepping on the Nine Heavens Wandering Dragon Bu, with extreme speed and unparalleled speed, he turned into a beam of light and rushed over.
Green-gold light enveloped the fist, carrying the power of destroying everything, causing the space to collapse and making a violent trembling sound.
"Snapped!"
Youqin Yunhua showed a stern smile at the corner of his mouth, but he did not dodge or evade, and took out the killing handprint. His big bloody hand was flying in the sky, and there seemed to be endless innocent souls howling miserably!
The two were the top figures among the younger generation in the entire Eastern Wasteland, and at this moment they finally collided violently.
A terrible war broke out.
The Demon Cult and the others all looked nervously at the scene in front of them, feeling very worried in their hearts.
Although they have enough confidence in their godson, who is the opposite?
The genius of the supreme holy land!
His reputation was gained step by step, no less than that of his godson!
"My godson, we must win!"
"My godson is invincible, not even the quasi-holy son of the Supreme Holy Land can stop me!"
"..."
While all the demon sect disciples were worriedly watching the battle, Zhu Zijueming carefully asked the demon sect disciples who were guarding him: "Master Godson, why did he fight with that Long Xiao?"
The demon sect disciples were worriedly paying attention to the battle situation. At this time, they heard a question coming from their ears and said without looking back: "For Longmai Mountain!"
"Dragon Vein Mountain?"
"It's those pyramid-shaped mountains. Dragon energy rises from the mountains. After being absorbed, it can improve your cultivation and strengthen your physique..."
As the demon sect disciples narrated, Zhu Zijueming also gradually understood the role of Longmai Mountain.
In the Dragon Vein Secret Realm, the pyramid-shaped mountain is called Dragon Vein Mountain, which can help practitioners absorb dragon energy.
At worst, this dragon energy can improve the cultivator's cultivation level and strengthen his physique.
There was even a time when someone condensed the dragon's bloodline after absorbing enough dragon energy, and their potential greatly increased, and they were admitted by the Azure Dragon Holy Land.
Therefore, every pyramid-shaped mountain is a precious treasure.
"It turns out that the pyramid-shaped mountain in the Dragon Vein Secret Realm is not called Lingzun Mountain, but Dragon Vein Mountain.
Not to increase the understanding of Taoism, but to promote the absorption of dragon vein energy and condense the dragon bloodline?"
After learning this, Zhu Zijue Ming's breathing quickened, and he looked at the fiery sight bursting out from the eyes of the Dragon Vein Mountain!
This is blood!
And it’s a powerful dragon bloodline!
Isn't this kind of thing destined by birth?
Now, can it be condensed directly?
Zhu Zijue Ming was extremely shocked.
He himself belongs to a powerful bloodline, so he knows the benefits of bloodline.
It can be said that most of his strength is due to his bloodline.
"It's a pity that I don't have the energy of dragon veins, and I'm not qualified to walk on this dragon vein mountain..."
Zhu Zijue Ming sighed softly.
Weakness is the original sin!
Even if a great opportunity is presented to him, he can't seize it!
...
When Zhu Zijue Ming sighed, the group from the Seven Kills Holy Land quietly came to the vicinity of the Demon Cult people.
Looking at his companions who had become prisoners, Wang Daoyuan took a deep breath.