After the Mad Eagle King finished speaking, he snorted softly, and flew towards the afterimage of the Lord of the Realm with a strong wind.
King Kasha and Saint Son of Jin Tan also hesitated for a moment, and selected a world master and afterimage to fly in. Successfully challenged, not only could you gain some martial arts insights, but you could also obtain a large number of dragon essences.
On the mountain, only Qing Wei and Zhuo Bufan were left. Neither of them was in a hurry to choose a challenger to take action. The key was that their eyes were gathered in the direction of the dragon head at the same time.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. There was a force in the center of the dragon's head attracting him, and the blood in his body began to boil.
Just when Zhuo Bufan was confused, Qing Wei next to him suddenly flew out and flew towards the direction of the dragon head. Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a strange expression.
The feeling of oppression comes from the direction of the dragon's head. The closer it gets to the dragon's head, the more the pressure between heaven and earth becomes.
Qing Wei flew towards the dragon head, which also attracted the attention of King Ning, Kasha, Jin Tan Sheng Son, Crazy Eagle King and others. While fighting with the afterimage of the realm master beside them, they were secretly surprised that they could not even get too close to the dragon head, and Qing Wei could actually pass.
"It seems that the rumors are true!" Ning Wang was stunned at first, and then he said in his heart.
"How could she resist this powerful sense of oppression? Even I can't go deeper." The Mad Eagle King was also shocked.
The doubts and surprises in the hearts of the Holy Son of Jin Tan and King Kasha were no less than those of the Mad Eagle King. Only Zhuo Bufan returned to his calmness after being surprised and walked with Qing Wei all the way. There were too many secrets hidden in this woman. Is this secret going to be exposed now?
"It's time for me to act, too." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, looked in the direction of the dragon's head, and a look of fanaticism appeared in his black eyes.
There seemed to be something calling him in that direction, and that feeling was like a connection between bloodlines.
Whoosh.
Zhuo Bufan also followed Qing Wei's figure and flew directly towards the direction of the dragon's head. Suddenly, a powerful pressure filled with the air suddenly poured into his body like a tide.
Faced with the external pressure, the Yanyu diagram of the star wheel in the Dantian has automatically started to operate, and countless stars are connected to each other to form a mysterious starry sky pattern. The swallowing power and the pressure in the air can be swallowed up.
"Um?"
"He dares to go in, too?"
"What's going on?"
King Kasha, the Crazy Eagle King, the Holy Son of Jin Tan, and King Ning, were all surprised when they realized that Zhuo Bufan was also about to enter the direction of the dragon head.
These two dark horse characters really don't look simple.
Zhuo Bufan and Qing Wei came to the position of the dragon head at the same time, and saw a dragon head with only white bones standing with its head held high. Even if it had been dead for tens of thousands of years, the majesty of the Qinglong Saint could not be desecrated.
Faced with this kind of saint pressure, Zhuo Bufan's skin was wriggling with blood evil aura, and the blood evil aura emerged, outlining strange and mysterious runes, and the Shura body actually automatically ran out.
In addition to feeling the pressure of the dragon clan saints, there is also an extremely rich and blood-demonic aura.
I saw a round blood pool below the head of the white bone dragon, filled with rich blood-colored mist, which was extremely viscous, and even formed a liquid state from the fog.
"What a strong blood-demonic aura..." Zhuo Bufan was secretly surprised.
Although the breath in the blood pool is not as good as that in the Shura battlefield, in terms of quality... I am afraid even the Blood Crystal Peak cannot match.
The automatic operation of Zhuo Bufan Shura body has a great relationship with the blood pool. The attraction he felt on the top of the mountain should also come from the blood pool.
Then, Zhuo Bufan's gaze moved from the blood pool to mid-air, and a figure of green robe stood in the air. It was Qingwei. The green scent was surrounded by a green aura, and his arms were covered with dense green scales, and there were several green scales on the side of the cold and pointed cheeks.
"Actually, half of my body's bloodline is the Qinglong bloodline. My mother comes from the Qinglong clan. My father is a strong man in the Star Alliance. However, since my mother followed my father to leave the Qinglong clan, the Qinglong clan has removed her from the list. This time I went to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land. My purpose is to let the Qinglong clan accept me and recognize me."
A faint voice suddenly rang in Zhuo Bufan's mind.
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Qing Wei had such a secret on him. Some of the previous things can make sense now. No wonder Qing Wei had a stronger keen perception of Long Yuan than him. This also shows why Qing Wei was able to step onto the top of the mountain.
"Do you want to obtain some inheritance of the Qinglong Saint?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes condensed on the dragon's head, a cloud of green mist like eggs, "But it should not be easy, and it may even be dangerous."
Zhuo Bufan could feel a potential danger from the green egg flask, and he didn't even dare to enter it easily. Qing Wei had half of the Qinglong bloodline, and he might be able to try it, but it was obviously not so easy to complete the inheritance.
"After all, I need to try it, otherwise I will not be able to fulfill my mother's wish, and this trip to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land was also wasted." Qing Wei said calmly: "Nothing is easy, and you must pay if you want to get it."
After saying that, the green robe flew, and there was only a sense of firmness left in her beautiful eyes, and she flew straight towards the green egg on the dragon's head.
When the green shimmer approached the green egg, a green light immediately wrapped it and then 'swallowed' it in.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, wondering if Qing Wei could successfully obtain the inheritance of the Qinglong. Then his gaze fell below the dragon's head, and a round pool filled with a strong blood-aberding aura. The strong evil aura had a sticky meaning. The fluctuations from it made Zhuo Bufan's body excited uncontrollably.
The Shura body practices the evil aura to train the body. Although the amount of evil aura in this blood pool is not as good as the blood crystal peak, its quality is far from comparable to that of the Shura battlefield.
"Didn't it..." Zhuo Bufan suddenly widened his eyes and thought of something terrible.
Could it be that the blood pool below the dragon head is left with the residual thoughts and evil aura of the Lord of the Zhulong Realm? The dragon aura above the dragon head has been suppressing this strong evil aura.
"Since I've come here, there is no reason to retreat." Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath, and his black pupils shone brightly, and then he flew directly into the blood mist under the dragon's head.
As soon as the body entered the blood mist range, the traction fluctuations suddenly became violent. The blood and energy under the skin began to wriggle, forming strange runes all over the body. The palms, arms, neck, and cheeks were all wriggling with blood and energy. The Shura body actually passively stimulated its complete form for the first time.
"Saint of the Green Dragon, let me out!" A shrill roar was like a thunderous explosion.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he felt his scalp numb. Could it be that he is not dead yet?
In the blood mist, a vague and huge figure slowly emerged in front of him. From blur to clarity, an indescribable sense of oppression made Zhuo Bufan slow down his breathing rhythm.
"Master of Zhulong Realm!" Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth and pondered.