Chapter 194

"Step back. I'm going to open this door."

With a cold command, Chen Xiaoming paid no attention to the Dragon Emperor. The purpose of his coming here today is not the Dragon Emperor, but the imperial product and inheritance in the ancient emperor's cave.

"Do you have ancient jade?"

The Dragon Emperor asked in a hurried voice. It was a bit of a surprise. The door of the cave of tuoshe ancient emperor needs ancient imperial jade to open. Once the door is opened, he will get out of trouble.

After tens of thousands of years, he can finally leave this dark place.

"Who told you that you must have a key to open the door!"

He glanced slightly at the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu ancient dragon family. Chen Xiaoming despised it. It was just the gate of Doudi's cave. Even if Doudi was in front of him, he didn't take Chen Xiaoming seriously.

"Well..."

The Dragon Emperor felt that he had been fooled. It was the cave of tuoshegu emperor. He didn't have a key. Did he break in?

Didn't you see him trapped here because of forced entry?

"Oh, what a pity."

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming felt that for the sake of the other party's pity, he should teach him well.

"You know nothing about power."

The plain words fell, Chen Xiaoming did not hesitate, slightly closed his eyes, and the blood power recovered from his body was used.

In five years, apart from breathing practice, Chen Xiaoming's strength is more than a little stronger than before.

After years of hard work, the middle-level blood source has also understood nearly half, much faster than before.

"Boom."

The bright silver light broke out, and a force different from fighting spirit woke up in Chen Xiaoming. The stunned Dragon Emperor under him immediately noticed an extremely terrible breath, and his blood seemed to be suppressed. He trembled at this moment.

What the Dragon Emperor didn't expect was that he had a sense of fear in the depths of his blood.

"How is this possible!"

The body was oppressed by the breath and could not move in place. The Dragon Emperor had a strong color of horror in his eyes. The other party was clearly a human. How could the breath of blood suppress himself.

You know, as the Dragon Emperor of Taixu ancient dragon family.

His blood is not the highest, but at least he is in the forefront. Among Warcraft, he is the second. No one dares to say that the first exists.

How is it possible that someone's blood can suppress the blood in his body? It's impossible!

However, he felt the fear and panic in the depths of his blood, which was a fear of facing the superior.

"Open."

Chen Xiaoming said softly, the void behind him was slightly turbulent, and a huge virtual shadow emerged. When the virtual shadow appeared, the old dragon emperor had a strong color of horror in his eyes, and his blood vessels actually felt a sense of submission in the face of the virtual shadow.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?"

He is so arrogant that the Dragon Emperor of the ancient dragon family has never been suppressed by human blood to such an extent.

A pair of dragon pupils opened and looked at the huge virtual shadow in the void. The purple gold light in their eyes twinkled, but they still couldn't see the whole picture.

Heaven and earth seemed unable to accommodate its body. Only a section of branches were exposed. Several willows hung down and breathed endless light. The gray air flow surged, and a constant ancient and wasteland gas diffused out.

Chen Xiaoming turned his head slightly, looked at the virtual shadow behind him, felt the majestic power in his body, and showed a smile.

"Congealing!"

He whispered again and saw the silver light surging in his body and converging on his right hand in an instant. However, after a moment of effort, he condensed a silver light.

Chen Xiaoming concentrated on the control, the light mass changed slowly, and the surrounding space seemed to be unbearable. Black cracks appeared, tearing the void.

The light changed, but for a moment, it turned into a silver spear. Chen Xiaoming held it in one hand and felt it as if it was part of his body. He couldn't help smiling with satisfaction.

Such a silver long gun is the real blood force. It is much easier than the long gun with fighting spirit.

"Whew."

As soon as he stepped on the figure, Chen Xiaoming came to the gate of the ancient emperor's cave. The gate was tens of thousands of feet high, and a terrible breath filled it. Chen Xiaoming felt it slightly, looked at the long gun in his hand, and smiled.

"Broken!"

The body moved, and the terrible silver light in the body gathered on the silver spear. The huge virtual shadow behind Chen Xiaoming shook, several wickers swung, and the wasteland air diffused out and integrated into the silver spear.

For a moment, the power of the silver spear was strengthened. At the tip of the spear, there was a terrible light of forest cold flashing. The void from the tip of the spear broke a black hole and swallowed up the energy around.

"Gulu..."

The old dragon emperor, who has been watching the war below, suddenly found it hard to believe that Chen Xiaoming was really ready to start, but he felt the terrible smell of the latter, but there was a bold guess in his heart.

That unique breath, that terrible blood force, if he was right at last, the silver spear in his hand should be transformed by the blood force.

From these, the old Dragon Emperor felt the fatal threat.

He is the peak of the nine star duel saint. What can make him feel threatened can suppress his blood.

Although it is hard to believe, the old Dragon Emperor still feels that there is a glimmer of possibility.

That is, the other party is a fighting emperor!

While the old dragon emperor was thinking, Chen Xiaoming's eyes were frozen, his body breath moved, and his figure exploded. For a moment, the silver long gun on his right hand pointed at the stone gate in front of him.

"Bang!"

A soft muffled sound, and then Chen Xiaoming's figure retreated and stood with a gun, looking indifferent.

The old Dragon Emperor looked at the stone gate in an instant. He saw that the stone gate was intact and nothing happened. He couldn't help but be stunned.

Glancing at Chen Xiaoming, the old Dragon Emperor emitted purple light in his eyes and looked at the stone gate again.

"Click... Click... Click..."

With a clear sound, cracks appeared on the stone gate. The silver light broke out at the place where it had hit before. The terrible light spread on the stone gate. However, in a moment, tens of thousands of cracks were everywhere on the stone gate.

Chen Xiaoming stood quietly, gently pointed his right hand at the stone gate, and a faint wave passed away, hitting the stone gate in an instant.

"Boom!"

The stone gate collapses instantly, and the silver light shines on the tens of thousands of feet of stone gate. When the light fades, the stone gate disappears completely.

"Sure enough, it's better to restore strength!"