Chapter 210

Loong!

The fragments of the road carried by this infernal demon flower are a small inheritance of the real dragon.

"If I absorb enough strength, and the Yuanshen merges with these fragments, can my Yuanshen also become the soul of the real dragon?" Meng Xuan's mind flashed with such an idea.

If he said that, people would think he was crazy.

There are all kinds of debris, and most of them are incomplete. A lot of road fragments can not be forced to merge, because there are other miscellaneous fragments in them. Once there is a conflict with Yuanshen, it will be destroyed.

But Meng Xuan was not afraid. Before he killed yeluxie in the empty city, he got a magic power to temper the yuan God. He realized some of them. Moreover, he was reincarnated as an Immortal King. Although the power of Yuanshen did not return to its peak, it was far more powerful than that of his contemporaries.

Even in terms of stability, even the ancient emperor of Jiuli is hard to compare!

"Fusion!" Meng Xuan decided to merge the original God with the fragments of the road, and gave birth to a real dragon original God by virtue of the hell demon flower. In that case, he is closer to the real dragon. In the future, there will be a great possibility to transform into a real dragon body.

Think of here, his spirit close to the pieces of palm size fragments, into which. In an instant, he felt the stinging pain of Yuanshen, as if there were countless spikes stirring in his Yuanshen.

"Hum!" He let out a stuffy hum again, feeling that Yuan Shen was about to explode. The miscellaneous materials carried in the fragments of the avenue began to repel his spirit and prevent him from approaching.

His spirit is shining, golden, and forcefully blended with the fragments of the road.

The hell demon flower trembles, and the shadow standing in the middle of the flower begins to crack, turns into energy, and returns to the root of the hell demon flower, which is absorbed by Meng Xuan.

"Come back!" He took a long breath, and the Yuanshen light spots scattered in the body of other hell demon flower plants flew out crazily, turned into light rain, and integrated into the hell demon flower where Meng Xuan was.

This infernal demon flower is glowing crazily. A beam of light rushes out from the flower and into the sky, which is very brilliant.

"What's the matter?" The ancient emperor of Jiuli has been integrated into the body of the supreme god of heaven. He opens his eyes, and two beams of eyes burst out, looking at the hell demon flower where Meng Xuan is. His hellflower is like the sun, the light is too dazzling. And in the huff and puff of clouds, roots shaking, absorbing all the energy of hell demon flower.

But only Meng Xuan, the demon flower of hell, was hard to shake.

Lao Zu Ma Wang also opened his eyes: "there is a third yuan Shen!"

Meng Xuan's Yuanshen is compatible with the fragments of the road, calling countless Yuanshen light spots to return. As his spirit devours the essence of heaven and earth, the hell demon flowers around him are disintegrating and withering, and Meng Xuan plunders the essence of heaven and earth.

All the fragments of the Boulevard are merging and growing. Gradually, the fragments of the road changed and merged with Meng Xuan's yuan Shen. They turned into a huge light group and appeared in the flowers of hell demon flower.

From a distance, the scene is very magical.

In the middle of a hell demon flower which is only a few feet in size, it seems that a round of sun has been born, which rises and hangs there. On the plant, the thumb sized bags swam crazily, pouring into the little sun, expanding the little sun.

"What the hell is it?" Jiuli ancient emperor drank it, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes.

"Whose is the third God?" The old Zuma King drank angrily.

But the two men have come to this place. It's hard for them to move. They can only watch the scene quietly.

"Red gold spear, come out and destroy it!" Lao Zuma Wang drank it. Suddenly, a red gold spear appeared in his eyebrow. He gave out a purple gold light and rushed to the hell demon flower where Meng Xuan was.

The ancient emperor of Jiuli closed his eyes, and the hell demon flowers were very fragile. No hell demon flower can resist the strike of the emperor's weapon. Even if he is hit by the weapon, he will be seriously injured or even fall.

But the next breath, he suddenly opened his eyes, eyes appeared incredible color.

Because the cloud, which has been motionless, suddenly glows from the ancient tripod, and emits the divine light in the clouds, which gives off the breath of breathtaking mountains and rivers. Hundreds of thousands of divine lights are emitted from the tripod body, and they are everywhere, illuminating the Zuma divine court!

Then, the ancient cloud tripod came down from the sky and blocked the hell demon flower, releasing a golden light curtain to protect Meng Xuan.

Ding, the red gold spear and cloud collided with each other from the tripod, sent out a strong wave, into the void, and cracked the void. This is also the result of the suppression of these two imperial vessels. Both of them are self recovery and can not play a strong role. Otherwise, the whole Zuma court will sink.

"Haotian!" The ancient emperor of Jiuli suddenly knew who he was.

It was the young man who killed xiaowusheng and seriously injured xiaozuma king before!

No wonder he disappeared all the time. No wonder cloud stayed here from Guding and refused to leave.

"It turns out that you've been eyeing the hell demon flower for a long time. No wonder you've disappeared all the time. You've been eyeing the hell demon flower for a long time. Who are you?" When Jiuli ancient emperor drank it, his voice was like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

Meng Xuan ignores him and is still merging with the fragments of the road. There are not many pieces of real dragon in this hell demon flower, which is very complicated. But for Meng Xuan now, it's enough!

One day later, all the hell demons around him withered, and Meng Xuan absorbed all his strength. And the little sun that he deified became bigger and bigger. In the end, it was the size of a house and hung there.

At the moment, he has turned into a foot long dragon, and his memory has been poured into his mind crazily.

"If you want to become a real dragon, you must enter the real dragon nest!"

A divine idea poured into his mind and shocked him. And there is a unique magic power of the real dragon family - Dragon God boxing!

Meng Xuan trembled with excitement. It has long been said in the first heaven and earth world that one of the three most powerful powers is dragon boxing!

The power of attack and kill is so vast that it's hard to surpass its right.

The real dragon has been invisible for a long time. The only creatures on the same level as the real dragon are Phoenix, unicorn and so on. But other creatures, gifted magic power, can't compare with dragon Boxing at all!

Even ye Buwen, the martial arts master in the first heaven and earth world, who smashed the exotic heaven with his three fists, said that dragon boxing is unique in the world. His Yongchun boxing, martial arts, or follow the example of Longquan created.

Ye Buwen imitates dragon boxing and creates his own boxing skills, so he can blow up the exotic fairy king, let alone the pure dragon boxing!

In Meng Xuan's sight, a picture appeared. A vague figure stood up to the sky, back to the world, and made a golden fist seal.

Click!

Golden fist seal into the sky, into a huge dragon, rushed into the universe, suddenly, a whole piece of starry sky was broken, everywhere is the debris of the universe!

This is dragon boxing!

"Dragon boxing!" Meng Xuan only felt that happiness came too suddenly. A hell demon flower actually had a dragon inheritance. No one believed it. So Meng Xuan now feels like he is dreaming.

After calming down, he began to practice dragon boxing and found that it consumed too much strength. With the divine power that he can hold in his body, he can only blow out a dragon fist, and the divine power will be exhausted.

"Haotian!" In the distance, the ancient emperor of Jiuli found that the speed of his transformation had slowed down and almost stopped. Hellsky magic flower absorbs other magic flowers at a very slow speed, and it is almost difficult to support his transformation.

He let out a roar. Fortunately, he cultivated the magic flower and arranged the ten square sacrificial array. Is he going to make a wedding dress for this young man today?

He was not reconciled, so he let out an angry roar.

"Don't let me know your true identity, or I will chase you to the ends of the earth!" The old Zuma king was also drinking angrily.

"Whatever!" Meng Xuan opened Mou son, light say.

The scene froze for a moment, and he learned too fast. Three days later, he was far more than the two. The sun from the hell demon flower is almost as big as the supreme body of Jiuli ancient emperor and laozuma. All the divine power was intercepted by Meng Xuan alone.

At the end of the day, the three were in a tripartite position, far apart.

The eyes of the ancient emperor of Jiuli and the old Zuma king could hardly see what was in the sun.

In the sun, a hundred Zhang long dragon was sitting there, flowing with haze and vivid scales. His eyes were like a golden lamp, emitting a terrible light. His original spirit has been transformed into a dragon. Although he is still a child, he has the power of a real dragon.

In the imperial capital of Jiuli, Meng Xuan's condition became worse and worse, and his face became paler and paler. Chunyu mengqiu came over and stood in front of his bed with a cold face and a sad look in his eyes: "what's the matter? He's not a reckless man, and his cultivation is not weak. How can he be hurt like this now?"

She really can't believe how spirited and invincible Meng Xuan was. But now, it's a living dead man, lying here, motionless, and the last bit of life is dying out.

Murong wants to talk, but he doesn't know whether to tell the truth.

"He said Chunyu mengqiu's face is frightful.

"It's like this. It's Ye Kuafu and the ancient emperor of Jiuli..." Murong then told the truth without any concealment.

After hearing this, Chunyu mengqiu felt that all his strength had disappeared: "if so... The God's descendants, the descendants of the Jiuli people..."

"Is the scene I once saw about to happen?" Chunyu mengqiu muttered to himself, some difficult to accept, "I'll go to find my father, you take care of him."

Then he went out.

On the other hand, Princess yunshang was covered with blood. In front of her, it was a huge crater. In the crater of the volcano, there is a huge coffin, in which the sleeping one is the dry one!