Humanity’s Great Sage

The moment the Dragon Seat joined him, Lu Ye understood why Zhuang Bufan only triggered it once, and then exhausted all the oil he had made.

At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in the Dragon Seat, and he felt a tingling sensation from every part of his body.

That is not an illusion, but a real sting!

It's as if countless tiny spikes that are invisible to the naked eye grew out of the dragon seat, piercing from various places on his body.

In an instant, Lu Ye seemed to have been subjected to the most violent torture in the world, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

That stinging pain not only acts on the body, but also acts on the soul.

He could clearly feel that the dragon seat was eagerly absorbing everything he had, spiritual power, physical strength, and soul power...

All kinds of his own background are passing away uncontrollably, and the speed is so fast that Lu Ye is shocked.

And in this process, his mind is also infinitely elevated, as if it has surpassed the shackles of the physical body, and exists in this world in a more mysterious way.

Everything in view has changed.

Cultivator Longteng beside him, the blood race came to fight, and his figure suddenly became smaller.

He knew that it wasn't that others had become smaller, but that he had become taller!

He had seen before, when Zhuang Bufan used the dragon seat, that three-foot-tall figure full of oppression.

He can still see colorful colors flowing in front of his eyes, just like when he activated the insight pattern to bless his eyes, those colorful rays of light are the aura colors of different attributes in the world.

But this time he didn't activate the insight pattern, but simply observed it with a pair of naked eyes, which was more detailed than what he could observe with the blessing of the insight pattern.

The movements of the tumbling figures around him also became extremely slow. He clearly saw the surprise, horror, and unbelievable expressions in the eyes of the pairs of eyes, and he could even clearly see the contraction and enlargement of the childish holes in the eyes. .

With the addition of the dragon seat, removing the tingling pain all over the body, there is no discomfort. His whole body is perfectly integrated with the dragon seat. At this moment, he is the dragon seat, and the dragon seat is him!

I finally understand why the Yanshi sect relies so much on external forces.

And finally understood why Zhuang Bufan's last utterance was so powerful.

The fetish of the dragon seat can improve the monks in all directions, which is unimaginable.

At this time, Lu Ye only felt that his body was full of power, which was a power far beyond what he should be able to grasp.

and……

He suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction to the southeast. In the dark, he could sense that in that direction, there was something very closely connected with him.

In other words, there is an extremely close connection with the dragon seat!

He slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed it in that direction, and spit out a word.

"Come!"

To the southeast of Longteng is Ganzhou, one of the three overlord sects of Longteng, where King Kong Temple is located.

King Kong Temple has a long heritage, and there are many ancient temples in the temple.

There is a 33-storey pagoda where Master Fahua practiced during his lifetime. The pagoda has existed for a long time, and even today's monks in King Kong Temple have long forgotten the purpose of its existence.

In each generation, there are only the host and a few heads, who pass on the secrets of this tower.

Many monks in King Kong Temple have never even been here in their entire lives, so naturally they don't know the existence of this tower.

At this moment, a little novice was sweeping the dust in the open space in front of the tower. The little novice had red lips and white teeth.

So this time he did not follow the monks from the King Kong Temple to the north, because even if a monk like him went, it would be of no use.

The little monk swept meticulously, but his face was a little sad.

He recalled that he had seen the patriarch here a few days ago, but it didn't take long before he heard the sad news that the patriarch had fallen in Xuezhou.

Immediately after that, more news came from Xuezhou, what kind of blood race invaded, the blood world came down, and all the senior brothers with some strength in the temple went out.

Now, in the huge Vajra Temple, there are only these little novice monks with low cultivation.

He didn't know what the future would hold, and he didn't know if his seniors could subdue demons and demons, so he could only do what he could do.

Clean up this place, and when the brothers come back, they will definitely praise him.

Almost at the moment when Lu Ye raised his hand, the King Kong Temple suddenly shook.

The little novice raised his head in shock, only to see the thirty-three-story ancient pagoda shaking continuously.

"Mother!" The little novice fell to the ground in shock, and was about to escape from here, but suddenly his whole body froze, because an extremely fierce breath came from the bottom of the ancient pagoda. It was a pair of scarlet eyes that looked at him.

"Oops!" The little novice who had never been through any storms, could not resist such a glance, a strange cry, and passed out on the ground.

The next moment, a sky-reaching bloody light seemed to break free from the ancient shackles, and burst out from the bottom of the ancient pagoda. The light pierced the air like a long knife, directly breaking the ancient pagoda in two.

Amidst the rumbling sound, blood-red rays of light soared into the sky, turning into a streak of blood-colored thunder, and swept towards the north.

On this day, countless creatures in Long Teng saw the bizarre scene of bloody light piercing the sky.

In the Vajra Temple, only the unconscious little novice monk and the ruined ancient pagoda remained.

...

Xuezhou, under the sky.

A blood race brazenly rushed towards the three-foot-tall scarlet figure, and Lu Ye didn't respond until he was only three feet away from the figure.

And the strength of this blood clan itself is comparable to that of a monk in the True Lake Realm. Although it can only display the strength of the Cloud River Realm now, it is by no means comparable to the ordinary Cloud River Realm.

He saw the extraordinaryness of the dragon seat, but so what?

Although a fetish is good, someone needs to be able to control it. With the low level of cultivation of the creatures in this world, how can they display the power of such a fetish?

As long as the human race in this Yanjia is killed, then this fetish will belong to the blood race!

He was holding a bone spur polished from an ancient beast's leg bone, his whole body was full of blood, and he had used the secret technique of the blood way, and the bone spur in his hand stabbed straight at the head of Dragon Seat.

Seeing that the enemy in front of him didn't move at all, he couldn't help cheering in his heart.

Got it!

His field of vision suddenly spun, and before he could react, he lost the strength to resist.

Inside the Dragon Throne, Lu Ye looked indifferent, and reached out to grab the blood monk's legs, lifting him like a chicken.

The stature of the blood race is taller and slender than that of the human race, but it is only one head taller. In front of a three-foot-high body like the dragon seat, it is almost like the difference between a grass and a big tree.

slow!

too slow!

Lu Ye, who was added to the Dragon Seat, had reached an unprecedented level of exaggeration in his perception. Even if Huang Liang and others were to make a move for such a powerful blood clan with a true lake background, they would only be able to draw at best.

But he just raised his hand and grabbed the opponent in his hand, the movement was relaxed and freehand, as if he was catching a mosquito.

There are many blood races around who are about to move around, and they are all horrified when they see this scene.

Cultivator Long Teng didn't know the strength of the captured blood clans, but the blood clans did.

How could such a strong man be caught like this without any reaction?

However, the facts were right in front of their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made them even more creepy happened. Lu Ye just shook his hand, and the strong blood clan man held by him heard a series of crackling sounds from his whole body, and his whole body became like noodles. soft.

When Zhuang Bufan forcibly activated the power of the Dragon Seat, killing the elders of Tianhe Sect was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Now Lu Ye barely got the Dragon Seat's recognition, and if he could control part of its power, the power he could display was even stronger than Zhuang Bufan back then.

So what if it is a strong blood clan with a true lake background? Don't say that he can only display the strength of the Yunhe Realm now, even if there is really no limit to the world, if he exerts his full strength, he may not be the opponent of Lu Ye today.

The improvement that the dragon seat brings to a monk is terrifying and unimaginable. Only by wearing it on your body can you gain insight into the power of this divine object.

The strong blood man was thrown aside by Lu Ye, and his vitality quickly dissipated.

Near the Dragon Seat, all the creatures of the two races lost their voices.

The difference was that all the blood races were frightened, while Brother Longteng burst out with hope.

The three-foot-tall scarlet figure, like a long knife, broke through the haze that shrouded their hearts, allowing them to see the dawn of victory.

"Destroy the altar!" Huang Liang's roar came from high in the sky.

However, after Lu Ye killed the vampire who rushed over to seek death, he stood there without moving, as if he didn't hear Huang Liang's cry.

"Destroy the altar! Destroy the altar!" Huang Liang hoarse.

Lu Ye was indifferent.

It's not that he didn't hear it, and it's not that he didn't know that the altar was going to be destroyed at this moment, but... the Dragon Seat consumed him too much!

Simply wearing this Yanjia, he consumes about 80% of his strength, including not limited to his own spiritual power, the power of blood, and the power of soul...

And with the passage of time, his own strength is still passing away, but it is not as terrifying as before.

Taking action just now is not only a last resort, but also a deterrent!

Thanks to Zhuang Bufan's demonstration of the power and danger of the dragon seat under his nose, Lu Ye swallowed a large amount of elixir and five drops of soul water before inspiring the dragon seat.

At this moment, his stomach was buzzing, and the Taotie meal was operating with unprecedented efficiency, turning the medicinal effect of the panacea into spiritual power, and supplementing the consumption of the soul with the power of soul water.

Barely able to keep up with the devouring consumption of the dragon seat, there are still some supplements.

But he still didn't dare to act rashly, simply standing here, he could accept the consumption, but if he took action, the consumption would only be greater.

He is now conserving and accumulating his own strength, and he is also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that can ensure that the altar will be destroyed with one blow!

He was secretly terrified in his heart, he was recognized by the dragon seat, and the consumption was so terrifying, it is understandable that Zhuang Bufan forcibly controlled the power of the dragon seat, and he would end up like that.