I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

When a dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow!

Chen Luo spat out a mouthful of blood.

There were four true dragons of the Cang family lying on the ground, their breath had already been cut off.

Of course, Chen Luo also paid a price, for example, he was scratched by one of the real dragons on his back with deep bone wounds.

The Talent from the "Rebirth from a Drop of Blood" was activated, and Chen Luo quickly healed the injury. As the price for activating the supernatural power, a drop of Blood Essence wasted, making Chen Luo look a little pale.

But at the next moment, Chen Luo became alert in his heart and stepped back suddenly. A Daoist figure descended from the sky and punched him heavily at the place where he was originally.

Then, the figure flew out of the deep pit and rushed towards Chen Luo again. Chen Luo waved his hands, and a Tai Chi phantom appeared in front of him. The figure's attack fell on the Tai Chi diagram, and the Yin & Yang fish on the Tai Chi diagram rotated rapidly , and then Chen Luo gently moved the figure aside.

"Damn meow, what are you talking about!" A scolding sound sounded, and the figure stood up again, looking at Chen Luo, "Can't you use your body to fight hard?"

Chen Luo looked at the other party. The other party was not tall, about the height of his nose, but his figure was unusually burly. The bulging muscles seemed to contain explosive power. Although he looked human, the exposed palms and soles were clearly It is a thick dragon claw.

"Yellow Dragon?" Chen Luo was a little puzzled that he had just dealt with four true dragons of the Cang family, why was there a Yellow Dragon behind him?

Canglong and Yellow Dragon have such a good relationship?

But at the next moment, Chen Luo felt telepathic, his complexion changed, and he looked at the other party, "Huang Batian?"

From the induction of the dragon scale, he clearly sensed that there was an ancestral dragon's reverse scale standing in front of own, and the identity of the other party was ready to be revealed.

Yellow Dragon awakens the real dragon——Huang Batian!

"Yes, it's me!" Huang Batian nodded, and stroked the hair on his forehead, "Come, come, fight me for another five hundred rounds!"

Chen Luo looked at Huang Batian, who looked like a battle madman, and said, "Do you know me?"

"I know, Chen Luo, the Martial Dao master of the human race, right?"

"I went to your Dongcang City for a few days, and there are portraits of you everywhere!"

"You entered the Ancestral Dragon Sanctuary only after you became the blood of the Dragon Clan with your blood body?"

"You came here to help Yun Siyao, right?"

"These are not important to me, your physical body is so strong, quickly fight with me!"

"Let's talk about it after the battle!"

As soon as the words fell, Huang Batian immediately shot at Chen Luo like a fired shell.

In this situation, Chen Luo understands that there is no way to communicate without convincing the other party.

There are quite a few martial lunatics like this in Dongcang Martial Academy!

Chen Luo immediately erupted with red dust, Meridians were running, and acupoint(s) bloomed all over his body, and he went forward without fear.

At the same time, Huang Batian's Longwei and Chen Luo's heart were released almost at the same time, causing a distortion in the space.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

When the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt were used, Chen Luo did not use Wudang and Emei's dexterous martial arts supernatural powers. If you wish, head to head with him.

Space is like window paper, which can be broken when poked; the earth is like tofu cubes, which can be broken when stepped on!

Bursts of sonic booms continued continuously, and the air waves brought up by every movement of hands and feet were overwhelming.

Finally, a dragon chant sounded, Huang Batian flew upside down, and Chen Luo took a deep breath.

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, call it a day!

Huang Batian fell heavily to the ground, turned his back to the sky, and did not move.

A moment later, a laugh came from his mouth.

"Hahaha... happy, happy!"

Huang Batian suddenly jumped up and looked at Chen Luo. At this time, one of his arms was broken, so he could only hold his fist with the other hand. "The master of Martial Dao, well-deserved reputation!"

"Your fists are harder than those of the barbarians and monsters!"

Chen Luo felt the soreness from all over his body at this time, and grinned, "You are not bad, too."

"The person who made me feel this way last time was a king from the Previous Era!"

Huang Batian walked towards Chen Luo slowly, "Okay, admit defeat."

"I know your purpose."

"You want to help Yun Siyao get the Zulong Nilin, don't you?"

"But I can't give it to you."

Hearing Huang Batian's words, Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

Reinvigorating Chen Luo, Huang Batian sat down on the ground and opened his neckline, only to see a blood-red scar on his neck.

"I can't give it to you, it's not that I won't give it to you!" Huang Batian said helplessly.

"What do you mean?" Chen Luo asked, puzzled.

"Can't you see? My Zulong Nilin is gone!"

"No more?" Chen Luo was taken aback, "But I clearly sensed..."

"Here, this is what you sense!" Huang Batian said, took out a blood-red dragon scale from his bosom, and threw it to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo took it and saw that it was the same as the monster dragon scale he got before.

"Your Zulong Nilin was taken away by Canggan?" Chen Luo asked.

If Cang Gan got Huang Batian's Ancestral Dragon Nilin, it would be two of them, and he would be eligible to enter the Ancestral Dragon Temple!

The problem is that another "sixth senior sister" is still in the temple!

"Tao? That sissy deserves to be snatched from me?" Huang Batian snorted coldly. In his opinion, all those who can't have a physical confrontation with him are sissies.

"It is the arrangement of my Dragon Emperor."

"Let me take the initiative to give him the Zulong Nilin!"

Chen Luo paused, even if he wanted to rush to the Ancestral Dragon Temple again, he knew that he seemed to have heard something terrible.

"How deep is the collusion between your Yellow Dragon and Canglong?" Chen Luo sat down opposite Huang Batian and asked.

"What is collusion!" Huang Batian gave Chen Luo a blank look, "My dragon emperor said that if the dragon clan continues to split like this, sooner or later it will die from internal friction!"

"But our Yellow Dragon is not enough to unify the dragon clan, it can only support another vein."

"Canglong and Yunlong, who do you think we should choose?"

"Of course it's the stronger Canglong!"

Chen Luo thought for a while, "Aren't you afraid that Cang Gan will become a candidate for the Great Dragon Emperor?"

"Of course I'm not convinced." Huang Batian yawned, "But the old man has his own considerations."

"It's nothing more than a marriage. A large-scale marriage. The Canglong and the Yellow Dragon are completely integrated. It doesn't matter if Canggan becomes the Great Dragon Emperor."

Huang Batian lay on the ground, "If you want to help Yunlong, you'd better stop him!"

Chen Luo stood up, looked at Huang Batian, and said with a smile, "You came to tell me this on purpose!"

"why?"

"Why?" Huang Batian chuckled, "Didn't Huang Silong tell you that both he and I have the blood of Yunlong?"

"I have some contact with his soul, and I have a vague idea of ​​his condition."

"I'm here for him."

"If you still bring him with you now, I will fight to the death with you. But you let him go, it's a favor, I, Huang Batian, took it for Little Brother."

"I wanted to teach you a lesson, but you are not weak. If I can't win, then sell it. If you succeed, can you unlock Huang Silong's real name restriction?"

"I'm such a pro Little Brother!"

"As long as you block Canggan Yellow Dragon's lineage, you will wait and see, and Canglong will not be sure to face Yunlong!"

Chen Luo thought for a while, then moved a little between his eyebrows, and then pulled out, a small phantom of the Yellow Dragon was pulled out from his mind and soul. Then Chen Luo waved his hand, and the phantom of the Yellow Dragon flew in front of Huang Batian.

"If you have time in the future, go to Dongcang City more often."

Chen Luo was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "I have something to ask."

"Do you know Yun Ji?"

"Yunji?" Huang Batian sat up, thought for a while, and shook his head, "I've never heard of it! This word is taboo, and there will be no name like Longjiao."

"taboo?"

"That's right. The last person who took this name was Long Ji when the dragon clan was not divided."

"If you must say that it is Yun Ji, then maybe the descendants of Yunlong called him that. After all, he is indeed a Yunlong."

"Long Ji?" Chen Luo seemed to have an answer in his heart, and asked quickly, "Who is he?"

Huang Batian smiled.

"The last Great Dragon Emperor!"

...

At the same time, the Ancestral Dragon Holy House is at the core.

Cang Gan turned into a dragon more than ten feet long, hovering in the air, with a multicolored scale in his mouth, and a scale between his eyebrows that slowly turned into a multicolored color.

Afterwards, it was as if a dragon shadow soared in front of him, ripples appeared in the space, and finally, a magnificent Great Hall emerged.

Cang Gan's dragon eyes flashed with excitement, at this time the door of the Great Hall opened, and Cang Gan rushed in...

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