Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

The three comforted each other, and the panic in their hearts subsided a little.

On the other side, the Bingshan woman's cold face was full of shock, and her mind was full of violent waves, which could not be calmed down for a long time!

"This vision, this bloodline breath... that's right, the Dragon Clan! He is actually a descendant of the Dragon Clan!"

The cold and pretty eyes shrank suddenly, and the cold and pretty face was full of horror.

She never expected that Jiang Tian would bear the blood of the Dragon Clan!

"No wonder he can ignore Lei Li's madness!" Leng Yan nodded slowly, her breathing was tight, and her eyes were shining brightly.

"In ancient times, there was a saying that 'the dragon is the lord of thunder', but I don't know which kind of dragon descendant he is from?"

Leng Yan muttered to herself, with a strange look in her eyes.

This kind of look was not caused by Jiang Tian himself, but more because of the blood flowing through him.

In her opinion, with the appearance of this Zilong domineering steed, even if Jiang Tian is not a close blood relative of the dragon clan, I am afraid that the difference will not be too far!

At least, it's not like the infinitely mutated, extremely watered-down descendants of the dragon family's distant relatives.

"Golden Thunder Jelly!" Su Wan took a deep breath, her eyes brightened.

boom!

Accompanied by a roar, the previously disappeared silver flame rose again, covering her body surface.

At this moment, she even had the urge to soar into the sky and dance with the purple dragon in the lightning.

Sensing Su Wan's strange movement, Yun Xianghan looked sideways slightly, thoughtfully.

She also had a subconscious idea, wanting to throw the Xuanyang tablet, which had been shrunk down to an inch, into the vortex, to accept the baptism of thunder.

But she knew she couldn't do it.

Even if Jiang Tian didn't care about it, that Zilong would be irritated, and by then, the situation would definitely be out of hand.

Whoosh!

Thinking of this, Yun Xianghan flipped his right hand, quickly put away the Xuanyang monument, and forcibly suppressed the impulse.

The Bingshan woman stared at Zilong coldly for a moment, then suddenly frowned!

"Huh? No! If he is really a blood descendant of a close relative of the Dragon Clan, how could his cultivation level be so unsatisfactory?"

Thinking of Jiang Tian's mediocre state, Leng Yan was puzzled and felt incredible.

The descendants of the dragon clan, even the mutated blood of the distant relatives of the dragon clan, often have far superior cultivation talents.

This kind of talent is enough to allow them to make great strides on the road of cultivation, regardless of their real combat power, at least in terms of realm, they are often ahead of their peers.

But why didn't this happen to Jiang Tian?

Not only that, but the cultivation realm of this young man is even far lower than the geniuses of his generation.

This is so strange!

Leng Yan frowned, and her previous guess could not help but waver.

"Could it be that the purple dragon is not the manifestation of his blood vision?"

Leng Yan muttered to herself, guessing subconsciously, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

But the next moment, an amazing scene appeared!

Jiang Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stretched out his arms, and let out a thunderous roar!

"Xuantian Realm, break it for me!"

Ho ho ho!

Rumble!

These words sounded like an oracle soaring into the sky, the Zilong hovering in the thunderbolt let out a sky-shattering roar, the vortex of the thunderbolt shook violently, and erupted with a monstrous roar!

The purple light on Jiang Tian's body soared, as if a peerless divine sword erupted with a shocking sword light, piercing towards the thunder vortex above!

Where the purple light shines, the thunder liquid seems to be summoned, pouring down at an astonishing speed.

The giant purple dragon's eyes were wide open, it stirred the thunder crazily, accelerated its dive, and turned into a dragon to protect Jiang Tian firmly in it!

Hiss!

"Oh My God!"

"This is... the True Dragon Bodyguard!"

"This kid turned out to be... a descendant of a close relative of the Dragon Clan?"

Hong Feiyu, Xiang Hao and Lu Zhenzhen were shocked and completely shocked!

"How can it be?"

Leng Yan's face also changed suddenly, completely shocked!

The scene in front of me has related records in ancient books.

When warriors with the blood of the dragon race advance, there will be a vision of a real dragon coming out of their body to protect them, and summoning the spiritual power of heaven and earth to assist them.

This kind of talent can only appear in the real dragon blood and close relatives of the dragon. Those mutated distant relatives and extremely diluted descendant blood don't have this ability at all.

The three people in the Hall of True Fire previously thought that Jiang Tian could not be a close relative of the dragon clan, at most he was a distant descendant who had been mutated and diluted several times, but now they were completely shocked by the fact.

Leng Yan was equally astonished. According to certain records of the Wuji Palace, she was almost sure that the blood flowing in Jiang Tian's body was, at worst, the blood of a close relative of the Dragon Clan.

It's not even a bloodline that has been greatly weakened by several mutations, but an existence that is quite closely related to the close relatives of the Dragon Clan!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"He turned out to be... a close relative of the Dragon Clan, and he is quite a pure relative of the Dragon Clan! This... how is it possible?"

Leng Yan gasped, her delicate body trembling.

Su Wan and Yun Xianghan, who also witnessed this scene, were much calmer.

Although the two goddesses have different looks, they both maintain calmness, but there is a lot of light in their beautiful eyes, and it is obvious that their hearts are not peaceful.

Rumble!

The golden thunder liquid fell from the sky, submerging Jiang Tian's body in an instant.

At this point, not to mention the body shield of the purple dragon vision, even if there was no body, the few people present would not dare to act rashly.

Among other things, the golden thunder liquid alone has the terrifying power to kill eighth-level monsters and powerful people in the Xuanxu realm. Even without the guardian of the purple dragon, they dare not take half a step closer.

Not only did he not dare to get close, but he was even full of fear, and subconsciously retreated tens of feet away, lest he be affected by the power of the thunderbolt.

"This time... I'm afraid I'm in big trouble!" Hong Feiyu frowned, his face extremely ugly.

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao looked at each other, silent.

The factors that neither the master nor the elders of the True Fire Palace could have predicted and controlled were indeed tied to this junior of the Quasi-Xuantian Realm.

"It can't go on like this! Brother Hong, we have to stop him!" Lu Zhen gritted his teeth and shouted, the cold light in his eyes flashed away.

"This son is physically strong, and his combat power must be astonishing. If he succeeds in further advancement, none of the three of us will be his opponent!" Xiang Hao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Hong Feiyu gritted his teeth and sighed: "If the two junior brothers have confidence, they can give it a try, but you can ask yourself if you have the ability."

"Senior Brother Hong, you..."

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao's faces were stiff, and the next words stuck in their throats.

"It's definitely not a wise move to take action now, maybe we can ruin his good deeds, but I'm afraid no one will be able to escape the backlash from Lei Jiang and Zilong!" Hong Feiyu's face darkened, full of fear.

Lu Zhen and Xiang Hao shook their heads and sighed, knowing that there was nothing to be done.

"It seems that the three of us are the only ones joining hands after all!" Lu Zhen let out a sigh of relief, his brows furrowed tightly.

"If this kid fails to advance, we are sure of it, but if he succeeds..." Xiang Hao focused on the two of them, and whispered: "If we can win the people from Wuji Palace to join forces, our confidence will be even greater!"