Enlightenment begins with covering the sky

"The summoning can begin!"

Zhou Tong recalled the soul-calling ritual that Grandpa Qingqing had said, and then started immediately. Complex patterns were carved on the bloody altar by Zhou Tong.

Afterwards, Zhou Tong sat cross-legged in the center of the altar, with the dragon's holy sword across his knees, and began the summoning ceremony.

This is the barbarian's method of offering sacrifices and summoning spirits, and there are many details in it. Fortunately, Qingqing's grandfather told Zhou Tong all about it, and Zhou Tong quickly mastered this method and used it.

"Woooo!!"

As the ceremony was completed, there were bursts of eerie ghost howls near the bloody altar. Even during the day, you could see souls flying here, gathering from all directions.

But none of this was the dragon soul that Zhou Tong wanted. The holy sword of the dragon clan emitted monstrous holy light like a psychic spirit following Zhou Tong's thoughts. Suddenly, the monstrous soul shadow paused, and he did not dare to approach Zhou Tong.

But soon, the dark wind was strong, waves of terrifying blood evil energy came, and a huge soul shadow appeared, frightening all the souls near the altar away.

This was a huge soul shadow that was more than ten feet tall and nearly twenty feet tall, rushing from the sky with bursts of red cloud-like blood evil energy.

"Boom!!"

Not only this soul shadow, there are several other behemoths flying in the distance with dark clouds. You can even see several huge beast claws emerging from the ink-like clouds.

Obviously, all the holy souls in the nearby area came over to enjoy Zhou Tong's "sacrifice".

"court death!"

Zhou Tong's face turned cold, and the holy sword lying across his knees jumped up in vain and fell into Zhou Tong's palm. Then he activated the sword intention of "Piecing Chaos" and slashed it smoothly——

"Qiang!!"

The terrifying sword light split the void in an instant and cut off the way forward. All the souls who attacked Zhou Tong were cut off by Zhou Tong's sword in an instant. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying blood cloud and fire erupted in the sky, and those huge soul shadows were instantly wiped out.

Although what he used was not the real "Calling Chaos Technique", the sword intent of "Calming Chaos Technique" that specifically targets the soul is something that is universal in all worlds. Especially when wielded by the Dragon Clan's Holy Sword, those soul shadows couldn't bear it at all.

"Ouch!!"

But at this moment, suddenly a loud dragon roar came from not far away, and a dragon soul hundreds of meters long was seen winding from a distance, wrapped in the sky's auspicious glow and the overwhelming dragon aura. Come flying.

This is an extremely terrifying white dragon. The souls that were beheaded before are like ants in front of this dragon soul. And what surprised Zhou Tong the most was that except for its hind legs, this dragon was no different from the ancestral dragon.

"It's the last sword-wielding dragon of the Dragon Clan's Holy Sword. It's really destined!" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes. He didn't expect it to be this dragon again.

But if you think about it for a moment, this is true. Because this dragon died on this holy mountain, it is normal for his soul to be attracted to the holy mountain and transform into a holy soul.

Moreover, he still used the Dragon Clan's Holy Sword as an invitation to sacrifice, so it was extremely normal to attract this dragon.

"Ouch!!!"

This dragon seemed to still have some consciousness. It burst out with an earth-shattering dragon roar, and a vague message was conveyed to Zhou Tong's heart.

"Hmm... all the power can be given to me, but do I need to get it myself?" Zhou Tong was stunned and understood the thoughts of this dragon soul from the dragon's roar.

This dragon also knows that Zhou Tong is young and weak now, and will definitely be far inferior to what it was back then, so this battle is a battle of wills!

"You didn't die at the hands of the ancestral dragon, but at the hands of a foreign race... Are you unwilling to continue the unfinished Dragon King battle? That's fine, since you want to fight me openly as the Dragon King. , how can I avoid fighting? Come on! Let me see the true power of your dragon soul!!"

Zhou Tong opened his arms, and the dragon soul flew directly towards Zhou Tong and entered his body.

"Boom!!"

As the dragon soul entered the body, the vast power was also carried by the dragon soul into Zhou Tong's body. Suddenly, Zhou Tong's body was overturned, and the vast divine power surged like the Yangtze River, even in his deep sea. The waves were so rough that even the islands in the deep sea seemed to insist on being submerged.

You can vaguely see a dragon tumbling over the deep sea.

But on the other side, in Zhou Tong's sea of ​​consciousness, the dragon soul and Zhou Tong's will were already at war.

On one side is the green dragon transformed by Zhou Tong's will. His body is already very similar to the ancestral dragon. He is completely regarded as the body of a fat ancestral dragon. Now, apart from the ancestral dragon, he is only separated from the ancestral dragon by the dragon whiskers on his head and abdomen. The problem.

On the other side is the white dragon transformed by the will of the dragon soul. This white dragon is one step further than Zhou Tong. It can be said that except for the hind legs, the whole body is no different from the real ancestral dragon.

One green and one white, two dragons fighting.

The white dragon scale armor is clanging, and the dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon claws, and dragon tail are all full of sword energy. He has been holding the dragon clan's holy sword for many years, and his cultivation of this dragon sword is extremely terrifying; while the blue dragon roars like the reincarnation of the ancestral dragon, covered with dragon claws, The dragon's tail and dragon's horns are all weapons, fighting the white dragon wildly.

Dragons roared in waves in the sea of ​​consciousness, almost roaring through the years. During the battle, one moment the green dragon turned over and its claws crushed the white dragon's horns; the other moment the white dragon swung its tail and cracked the green dragon's scales.

The battle was extremely brutal, with bloody claws and broken dragon scales.

All the battles Zhou Tong had experienced in the Immortal Realm before were just child's play. This was the real Dragon King battle, and the brutality was beyond Zhou Tong's imagination.

Bailong's understanding of the magical combat skills of the dragons in this world is better than Zhou Tong's, so even Zhou Tong has to pay the price in blood.

But after all, he is not an ordinary Dragon King. He is a war immortal in his true form. He has withstood the test of time and the Supreme Restricted Areas of the past generations. He will not lose to anyone in the battle of will. It can even be said that he faces the vast majority of monks in the world. They will definitely dominate.

This battle of wills lasted for a full hour, and finally Bailong's will disappeared.

"Win! The next step is to sort out the body, suppress the dragon shadow in the deep sea, and completely turn the dragon's remaining dragon essence and ancestral dragon essence into my own." After Zhou Tong defeated the white dragon, he immediately worked non-stop Start suppressing the riot in your body.

During the battle between him and the white dragon's will, his body had been shaken to a pulp by the power contained in the white dragon's soul, and he was in urgent need of healing.

As Zhou Tong took time to deal with it, the deep sea dragon was gradually suppressed by Zhou Tong, and the dragon essence and ancestral dragon essence belonging to the White Dragon King were gradually integrated into his body.

This was an incomparably huge force that ultimately drove Zhou Tong's eighth and ninth death disasters to come at the same time.