Tyrant Dragon Emperor

This black blood has a strange nature, if he breaks those things, the loss outweighs the gain!

At this moment, a storage ring is quietly floating in the Zixuan Realm!

Rumble!

Accompanied by a dull roar, billows of black blood were sent in by the spiritual power of space.

After losing the control of the magic circle, they seemed to have no owner, only driven by instinct, surging randomly in the void.

At the same time as the black blood arrived, the spiritual power of this storage ring surged, and powerful spatial spiritual power swept out, swallowing them all.

Jiang Tian concentrated on observing the storage ring to prevent regeneration mutation.

Fortunately, everything is stable as usual. After leaving the magic circle, Black Blood was unable to break through the space barrier of the storage ring and was completely imprisoned.

"call!"

Jiang Tian let out a breath of sullen air slowly, and then turned his gaze to the white dragon in front of him.

At this time, dozens of streams of black blood were still entwined on its body, burning through a large number of scales, and had already begun to corrode its body, emitting a pungent smell.

However, the current situation is much better than before.

Without the support of the magic circle, these black bloods have become "water without a source", no matter how powerful they are, there is a limit.

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, turned his gaze away from the screaming white dragon, and landed on the ground beside him.

There, there are dozens of traces of black blood passing by.

He waved his fingers together, and the purple sword light shot out, slashing towards the ground!

Click!

The ground cracked, and a strange bottle-shaped magic weapon flew out of the ground in the confinement of spiritual power, and appeared in front of Jiang Tian.

The whole body of this object is dark, and the surface is covered with quaint spirit patterns. It is the object that holds those black blood.

"This is the foundation of the 'Dragon Tribulation Formation'? It doesn't look complicated!"

Jiang Tian stared at this thing, silently pondering.

This magic weapon is not a rare treasure, it just contains a little space spiritual power.

Next, he waved his fingers together, the purple sword light flickered wildly, and the ground was forcibly cut open everywhere.

Dozens of black bottles were imprisoned by spiritual power and brought back to him.

These things have the same style, and the spirit patterns engraved on the surface are also similar. Dozens of them form a complete magic circle, which is the "Dragon Tribulation Formation".

"Beyond the restriction of spiritual power, and hiding such a dark hand, that person is really tricky!"

The process of him helping the white dragon out of trouble seems to be a short period of time, but it is actually full of great hardships and dangers.

There are many hidden dangers in this, and there are many dark hands, which shows that the other party has really put in a lot of effort and thought.

It's just that compared to the powerful power of the "Dragon Tribulation Formation", the level of these magic weapons made him quite disappointed.

These things are not even real treasures, at most they can be regarded as some ordinary heavenly magic tools, and their value is not great at all.

Such things are of no use to him at all. On the contrary, those black bloods may come in handy in the future.

Bang bang bang!

With a wave of his right hand, dozens of black bottles were turned into powder!

Jiang Tian's gaze turned back to the white dragon again.

Its aura has dropped a lot, and it looks weak and seriously injured.

"Quick...save me!"

The white flood dragon wailed mournfully and asked Jiang Tian for help.

"It's okay to save you, but you have to swear the oath of the soul, never to attack me, never to be my enemy!"

"I promise you!"

The white flood dragon had no choice, endured the pain of broken tendons and bones, and swore the oath of soul.

Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction and no longer had any worries.

The right hand is held in the air, and the "Empty Transformation Formation" is launched!

Hum rumbling!

A purple halo appeared out of thin air outside the body of the white flood dragon, sweeping quickly from top to bottom, peeling off layers of black blood.

"Walk!"

Jiang Tian shouted coldly, the white flood dragon understood, and his body leaped out like lightning, out of danger.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow daoist!"

After the white flood dragon got out of trouble, he cast a grateful look at Jiang Tian.

It's just that it doesn't allow it to talk about the injuries on its body, it immediately swept aside and began to recover from its injuries.

Roar!

Rumble!

The golden light flashed on the white dragon's body, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, those scales that had been corroded by the burning piercing also condensed out again.

It's just that the regenerated scales are all translucent and cannot completely cover the scars on the body, which looks a bit weird.

Forcibly recovering from the injury also caused its aura to drop again and again, which was greatly damaged.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, who is your opponent, and why did he use such vicious methods against you?"

"To be honest, I was just a baby dragon back then. It's been too long, and some things have become blurred, but I will never forget his appearance. One day, I decided to wrap his skin and cramps, burn his body and refine his bones, so that Vent this hatred!"

Jiang Tian nodded slowly, the words of the white flood dragon flickered, presumably there was some unspeakable secret, so it was inconvenient to ask in detail.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao is out of trouble, should he fulfill his previous promise?"

"That's natural! Fellow Daoist has rescued me several times, and he is my great benefactor. If I don't know what to do again, wouldn't I lose my conscience and destroy my dragon nature?"

The white flood dragon nodded and smiled, looking around.

"After I go out..."

"Don't bother, I'll take you away right away!"

Hum rumbling!

With a big wave of Jiang Tian's hand, he activated the "Empty Formation Formation".

The purple light array flashed suddenly, and one person and one dragon disappeared instantly!

Hum rumbling!

The next moment, in the cave at the top of the Lingmai forbidden area.

The void twisted and oscillated, and one person and one dragon appeared in the purple light array.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, please!"

"This is..." The white flood dragon hesitated.

"Here is the exit of this 'spiritual vein forbidden land'!"

Jiang Tian pointed directly at the Shimen in front of him, and said lightly.

The warriors here have always regarded this place as a spiritual vein, but in fact, it is a cage, a complex layered prohibition circle!

"I see!"

The white dragon's face darkened, and his eyes swelled sharply.

The huge body frantically slammed into the stone gate ahead!

Boom!

The boulder burst!

Amidst the violent roar, a huge white shadow blasted through the stone gate and roared out.

"Hiss! What's happening?"

"what is that?"

"Oh my God!"

The faces of the guards outside the stone gate suddenly changed, and they exclaimed in horror!

There was a flash of white light, and the thick stone gate and layers of restraining light curtains were smashed through instantly as if they were absolutely vulnerable.

"not good!"

"Quickly report..."

Everyone was horrified and prepared to send a message for help, but before they could finish speaking, they were swept up by a deep and terrifying coercion, and instantly exploded into several balls of blood mist!

Boom... bang bang bang!

Ho ho ho!

The white flood dragon soared into the sky, roaring crazily over the valley, wantonly displaying the power of the flood dragon!

At this moment, the wind and clouds above the valley raged, and the world changed color!

hum!

With a flash of purple light, Jiang Tian swept up into the air, with his hands behind his back, and lightly scanned his surroundings.

The movement here will soon attract nearby warriors.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, let's go!"

Jiang Tian said lightly.

"Let's go? Hehe, don't worry, Fellow Daoist, the old man has lived here for tens of thousands of years, how can he just leave?"

"oh?"

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows.

The white flood dragon just got out of trouble, and the fury and resentment accumulated for tens of thousands of years has nowhere to vent. Once it goes berserk, one can imagine the end of the warriors here.