Almighty

The Nightmare Dragon, the spirit of the Ancestral Dragon Ring, is a fearsome existence in the training room. Its clan has long since disappeared. It hasn't appeared in many years, and I don't know where the Supreme White Clothes got it.

Nightmare dragon swallows spirits as food, and spirits are the most vulnerable place for people. Everyone is scared when they see it, let alone those old monsters.

In Yang Tian's heart, the Nightmare Dragon was very mysterious. It could smash the terrifying soul and saved his life many times.

"Emperor Blood?" His eyes were startled and uncertain, Nightmare Dragon had always been very calm, and now he was swearing, he couldn't help but recall what Nightmare Dragon said.

Yang Tian is an emperor, and he also has emperor blood in his body, but why does Qing Xiaoyue have it in his body? Even so, he won't be shocked by Nightmare Dragon.

"Could it be that Xiaoyue's ancestor was an emperor?" Yang Tian glanced at her with weird eyes, a strange face.

Qing Xiaoyue's mouth was as big as a goose egg, and this black dragon was so uncomfortable that he would swear when he saw her, or what is emperor blood?

Nightmare Dragon's face was fiery, and his eyes kept looking at Xiaoyue, like an old satyr who had been hungry and thirsty for countless years, Harazi seemed to be flowing out.

"What are you doing?" Qing Xiaoyue's heart was startled, and her steps were retreating. Should this guy?

Thinking of this, Qing Xiaoyue felt sick and nauseous, her delicate cheeks wrinkled, and her lips curled.

Nightmare Dragon seemed to see her thoughts, and the old face couldn't help but flushed. He rolled his eyes and said, "Little girl, did your ancestor step out of the Great Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Xiaoyue widened her eyes and exclaimed, "What great emperor, the Jade Emperor?"

"You actually have emperor blood in your body, indicating that you are a descendant of the emperor." Nightmare Dragon asked with a solemn face.

"Think about it carefully." Yang Tian said as he touched his chin and looked surprised.

"Oh, yes, my grandfather said that I am a descendant of the Qing Emperor. He must be a lie. The Qing Emperor is a character in mythology. How could I be a descendant of the Qing Emperor." Qing Xiaoyue thought for a moment. , Shouted.

Then she widened her eyes and asked, "Isn't I really a descendant of Qingdi?"

Nightmare Dragon pondered for a while. It was not very clear about the events of that era. There were many emperors, and now basically no one knows the past, let alone the existence of emperor blood.

"Senior Nightmare Dragon, what is this emperor's blood?" Jiang Nan shook his fist and couldn't help asking, feeling very trivial.

"The adults were looking for the emperor's blood back then, and I hadn't found it for decades. I didn't expect to be hit by you." Hearing this, Nightmare Dragon couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"She has emperor blood in her body, indicating that she is a descendant of the heavenly emperor. She was once the master of heaven and earth. It is very terrifying.

"Master of Heaven and Earth." Qing Xiaoyue smashed her lips, unexpectedly her ancestors were so powerful.

"What is the function of the emperor's blood in her body?" Jiang Nan thought for a while, but also got a headache. This kind of thing might be suitable for cultivation.

"Heaven's secrets are chaotic. Your lord has disturbed the world. Now I don't know what will happen." Nightmare Dragon took a deep breath, and if it were found earlier, it would not have produced so many things.

"Is the emperor blood very powerful?" Qing Xiaoyue's eyes twinkled with small stars, and she waited for her eyes and said, "Can I practice cultivation?"

Nightmare Dragon was speechless for a while, if she couldn't practice, it is estimated that the entire cultivation world would be a mortal.

"This emperor's blood is the blood of the Emperor of Heaven. It is much stronger than the blood of the gods. This blood has not been born for a long time. It has been a long time." Nightmare Dragon sighed slowly.

The corners of Yang Tian's mouth couldn't help but a twitch. This emperor blood was so terrifying, many times stronger than the blood of the gods. If it were spread out, people would believe it.

"This is a lost inheritance. There should be something left in your ancestral land?" Nightmare Dragon asked.

"I don't know, Grandpa Grandpa never told me about these things." Qing Xiaoyue pouted and said, also full of yearning in her heart.

"Wait when the life and death matters are understood, let's go to Xiaoyue's clan land to see, maybe some gains." Yang Tian touched his chin, glanced around and said.

"That's good, the descendants of the Emperor of Heaven, really look forward to it." The nightmare dragon's body slowly dispersed in the air.

Seeing this scene, Qing Xiaoyue looked around and was shocked: "Brother Yang Tian, ​​where did the dragon go?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nan shook his head and smiled lightly: "In a space, you shouldn't touch these things for now."

"Stingy ghost." Qing Xiaoyue snorted, her whole body entwined with golden clouds, and she shot the goddess, like a goddess Ling Chen.

"Let's go first and see who shot us." Jiang Nan shouted with a murderous look in his eyes.

His sleeves shook slightly, and the two of them disappeared into this world, and the merits were still dissipating, indicating that the people who drove life and death were still continuing.

Far inside a castle, it was dark and exuding a chilly atmosphere, which was creepy.

There was a heavy gasp erupting in it, and the red-clothed leader was sweaty and half-tired, and his writing hand was trembling.

On the book of life and death, it was difficult to write down the last month, and there seemed to be a terrible resistance between heaven and earth to interfere with him writing this word.

"How is this possible? How is it possible!" The red master roared, his whole figure was like a devil, howling frantically.

He doesn't know why, this word is so difficult to write, and it has been stuck on the last stroke for a long time, and it has been difficult to write it down.

The red patriarch's eyes were red. He didn't believe that his miraculous energy had disappeared. If he really disappeared, he wouldn't know if he could survive.

He knows very well how many people he has killed over the years, and even the leader of a country can hardly challenge him. If he really loses this ability, it is estimated that those people will cramp it.

Far in the outside world, Yang Tian crossed mountains and rivers and took a step forward. He didn't know how many mountains and rivers were retreating. He encountered many strange areas along the way, but the merits were dissipating. Finding life and death is the first important thing.

"Damn, we are at sea." Qing Xiaoyue stared at the endless sea with fear, feeling like an ant, and the sea below seemed to be an endless abyss.

Majestic and majestic, boundless, terrifying, this is the sea, magnificent.

"The strong among the cultivators can burn the mountains and boil the sea. When these things come into contact with the practice world, you will know that people can shake the world when they are small." Yang Tian said with a smile.

"Who are you lie to, how can there be such a powerful person." Qing Xiaoyue's face was full of doubts, mainly because the ocean is too terrifying, boundless, and can swallow people's hearts and souls, which is daunting, especially her perspective.