I Can Upgrade Infinitely

The war in the heavens will not end in a short time. With the acquisition of the power of the sky, the three heavenly emperors all felt a touch of touch.

They vaguely felt the realm of the legend, but it was just a feeling.

It's like there is a piece of paper that blocks the induction.

No matter how they comprehend, how they run the profound arts, they can't pierce this piece of paper.

The demon emperor obtained the power of the sky and sensed the main body.

This time, Bu Zhoushan didn't cut off his induction. Before his divine power entered, he couldn't sense it.

Could it be that the interior of Buzhou Mountain will not be isolated?

The Demon King couldn't figure out this problem, he could only continue to accumulate the power of the sky, and wait for the main body to emerge from Buzhou Mountain.

Xianting disappeared because of Jiang Changkong, and the Emperor of Xianting searched for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

Jiang Changkong seemed to have completely disappeared, and even Immortal Zhenxuan could not be contacted.

Not long after, another judicial immortal appeared in Xianting, exactly the same as Jiang Changkong's transformed Yang Yuxu.

It seems that Xianting wants to continue this counterfeit.

On Buzhou Mountain, blood continued to flow into the blood pool, and the three drops of blood were now the size of a football.

Half of the blood in the blood pool has turned into gray chaotic blood.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch Tree is still there, and the reincarnation disk continues to release the power of reincarnation, transforming blood.

"It's only this big in seven days."

Jiang Changkong sighed, how long is the head.

Lu Gan floated out and saw that his face was pale and haggard: "You have to be impatient? You are so anxious, how can you cultivate so fast? You need to be calm."

"It's not urgent." Jiang Changkong said.

Lu Gan, who was in a remnant state, twitched: "Then can you connect your own arm?"

Jiang Changkong calmly pressed his arm back, and healed instantly with his terrifying recovery ability: "That's it for today."

Lu Gan: "..."

He really didn't understand Jiang Changkong, and Houtu didn't force him to finish it all at once.

At first, it was normal for Jiang Changkong to let go a little bit.

Ever since he had the power of good fortune, this guy has gone crazy.

One day the arm was broken for bloodletting, the next day the leg was broken, and the day after tomorrow his own head was removed.

It's just... sick!

Many real dragons were frightened, and they dared not approach them, thinking that there was a great demon king here.

Jiang Changkong refined a force of good fortune, felt the surging breath of life from the three drops of blood, and suddenly felt like he was hatching an egg.

It's just that I don't know what hatched from these three drops of blood.

A special breath flew out of the blood pool and entered Jiang Changkong's body.

Lu Gan sensed: "Is it almost ready?"

"No, it's those three drops of blood that urged me to hurry up." Jiang Changkong shrugged and said, "I want to turn into a living being sooner."

jittery

Suddenly, a cry came, the golden light was dazzling, and the golden feathers flew across the sky, and a huge Jinpeng bird flapped its wings.

The real dragons suddenly panicked, especially the young dragons, as if they saw something terrible, they ran away one after another.

Jiang Changkong focused his gaze on the Jinpeng bird, a mid-stage Immortal Emperor.

"Dragon King of the East China Sea, hurry up and offer your delicious dragon meat."

The golden-winged roc flapped its wings, bringing up a hurricane.

Jiang Changkong asked in surprise, "Is this golden-winged roc so arrogant?"

"It's really arrogant. I went to the Dragon Clan to eat the Dragon King's meat." Lu Gan was also shocked.

This is no longer arrogant, this is completely looking down on the Dragon Clan.

"Presumptuous!" The Little Dragon King stood up and said proudly, "You alone are worthy of challenging me?"

The golden-winged roc hovered beside the little dragon king: "Tsk tsk, the rest of the dragon clan dare not say it, but you little dragon king, I'm sure!"

"This king is the Dragon King of the East China Sea. You must first defeat the Dragon King of the East China Sea to be eligible to challenge this king." The Little Dragon King said with his head held high.

"On behalf of the Dragon King? What about Ao Qingyu?" A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the golden-winged roc: "Some time ago, she just lost to me, losing a piece of dragon scale."

"Of course not. Ao Qingyu is only the thirteen sea kings, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea. There are other people." Ao Qingyu said lightly.

The golden-winged roc said in a deep voice: "You are not looking for dragon canonization in this dragon clan, are you?"

"The king once said,

If the Dailong King is here, no matter how many times you come, you will be defeated. "The little dragon king said proudly: "Now that the acting dragon king is here, how dare you take on the challenge?" "

"Ha, Dailong King, where is it?" The golden-winged roc looked around.

Jiang Changkong came over: "Dailongwang, it's me!"

"You?" Golden-winged Dapeng glanced at him, glanced at the early stage of the immortal?

Looking at his haggard face and weak breath, he sneered and said, "Old rules?"

"No, if you lose this time, you have to return the dragon scales to Sea King and keep a wing." The little dragon king said.

"What if I win?" Gold-winged Dapeng said coldly.

"You pick two of the scales on this king's body, and I'll give you a hundred catties of dragon meat." The little dragon king said with a tight face.

"It's a deal!"

"Never regret it!"

The two sides agreed by high-fiving, Jiang Changkong and Lu Gan were a little confused, what's going on?

"On behalf of the Dragon King, defeat him, we will eat the wings of the golden-winged roc." The Little Dragon King said hastily.

The corner of Jiang Changkong's mouth twitched: "This is a bit of a bully."

"Little Immortal, it's not this emperor who bullied you. If you want to blame it, you, the Dragon King of the East Sea, will be blamed."

The golden-winged roc gave a long whistle, like an arrow, and the air in Buzhou Mountain exploded. The golden light was shining brightly, and it was particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Jiang Changkong was a little bored, he raised his right hand and dropped it.

boom

The smoke and dust stirred up, feathers fluttered, and the scream of the gold-winged roc resounded: "It hurts, hurts..."

"There's something more painful, a wing." The Little Dragon King smiled with narrowed eyes.

The golden-winged roc screamed sadly: "You don't obey the rules, you are not a fairy."

"Who told you that I am a god?" Jiang Changkong said flatly.

"I didn't tell you, is Dailong Wang an immortal?" Little Dragon King smiled happily.

Gold-winged Roc: "..."

Immortal?

A fairy, you pretend to be a fairy? Don't you Dragon Clan don't want any face at all?

"You lied to me. You are obviously a fairy, but you pretend to be a fairy." The golden-winged roc was about to cry.

Jiang Changkong coughed lightly: "This deity likes to keep a low profile."

You like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

The golden-winged roc had a deep resentment: "Take your hands away, and I will give you wings."

Jiang Changkong let go of his hand. The golden-winged roc was also a ruthless character. He pulled it hard, and with a scream, one of its wings fell off.

The feathers fall off and become bare wings, and one wing grows, and the feathers are inserted back.

"What are you doing?" Little Dragon King said angrily.

"It's only about wings, not about feathers." Golden-winged Roc said calmly.

The little Dragon King was impatient, Jiang Changkong said flatly: "The Dragon King doesn't like this wing, he likes the other one."

"Here you are, here you are." The golden-winged roc quickly gave the feathers to the little dragon king, and the feathers regrow.

Only then did the little dragon king cheer up: "Welcome to fight next time."

Jiang Changkong sighed softly, he always felt guilty of bullying children.

"On behalf of the Dragon King, let's eat wings." The Little Dragon King pulled him away.

Ao Qingyu also returned her scales, and turned back on her body.

Jinchi Dapeng didn't leave, but followed them, looked at them pitifully, and grilled his wings.

"Well, isn't it a little bad to eat someone's wings in front of them?"

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