Chapter 2573: Sting fog

Chapter 2574 Sting Fog

Inside the Qinglong Palace.

A genius who had given up on cracking the Qinglong Sacred Stele walked in and exchanged the Dragon Yuan with the Dragon Yuan in their hands.

"This time, no one seems to be able to crack the Qinglong Sacred Stele." A Qinglong clan master sighed softly.

The realm masters of the other Qinglong tribes also have a dull face. They have tried various methods and even asked the sages of the Star Alliance to help, but there is only one answer. If the seal is unlocked, the Qinglong sacred monument will also be destroyed, and they can only look for' Destined people'.

The Qinglong sacred stele contains the training and inheritance of the Qinglong sage. Since being sealed, the status of the Qinglong clan among the dragon clan has plummeted, from the first dragon clan to the bottom, even the black dragon clan and the red dragon clan are also Standing in front of the Qinglong clan.

Over the years in the Dragon Clan, the Qinglong Clan members have always had a taste of being unable to hold their heads up.

Hope is very small, but every realm master of the Azure Dragon clan still has a kind of expectation hidden in his heart, but looking at this situation, it seems that he can only be disappointed.

"Although the woman of Qing Huan has half of the human blood in her body, she did not expect that she could touch the Qinglong sacred stele. At this point, our Qinglong tribe can only be done by the top-ranked girls." A white hair Cang Cang's realm master stroked his beard and said, with a meaning of appreciation in his words.

"Hmph, anyway, the Dragon Clan does not allow intermarriage with foreign cultivators, even the Human Clan. She is not allowed to be included in the family tree if it violates the Qinglong Clan's rules."

The patriarch of Qinglong who was sitting in the first place kept his mouth shut, but instead cast his sights on the two figures at the sacred monument of Qinglong outside the palace.

"That is the Shadow Killer of the Star Alliance, but he has good strength, and another is the saint son of the defeated demon clan. The strength is equally tyrannical, but to break the seal, it is not because of whose martial arts is powerful or whose true essence is powerful. "A female master with blue silk shook her head and said.

"Perhaps, there will be a miracle." The patriarch of Qinglong who had been silent all the time suddenly spoke and said lightly.

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on the square.

After Zhuo Bufan entered the emerald green waves, his sword eyebrows were already tightly frowned. The closer he approached the stone monument, the stronger the repulsive force. The repulsive force almost increased geometrically at a distance of about ten meters from the stone monument.

The vigorous true essence swept away from his body, resisting the repulsive force, Zhuo Bufan still walked towards the stele firmly.

The defeated army also gritted their teeth, and there was a tough light in his eyes, and his body was covered in black mist, becoming more and more dense.

Everyone in the square held their breath and stared at the two, feeling as if they were challenging the Azure Dragon Sacred Stele, and there was a slight sense of tension in their hearts.

Finally, the two reached the position five meters away from the Azure Dragon Sacred Stele at the same time, and the next step was a hurdle. Whether they can get past it depends on their abilities.

"Dragon Shauruo body!" Zhuo Bufan uttered a low drink from his throat, and the power of the dragon shame within his bloodline swept across his body, and the blood squirming under his skin became darker and darker, with a wild and fierce aura. Born from him.

"Ok?"

The defeated army on the side sensed the tyrannical and fierce aura, and couldn't help turning his head to look, and saw that Zhuo Bufan had a strange scarlet pattern floating all over his body, surrounded by blood, and he looked more like a cultivator of the demon race.

"Sure enough!" The defeated army clenched his fists, bit his steel teeth, and burst out a low drink in his throat: "Broken Army Eucharist!"

In an instant, the black mist on the body of the defeated army turned into a humanoid God of War and enveloped him, exuding a fierce hostility.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, then cast his gaze to the front again, and then took a step.

The two resisted the tremendous pressure and reached the front of the Qinglong Stele almost at the same time.

Except for Qing Huan, the two of them actually came to the face of the Qinglong Sacred Stele. This scene made the realm masters of the Qinglong clan in the Qinglong Palace startled. Could it be that a miracle would really happen.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the stone tablet in front of him. The stone tablet was hundreds of feet high. The stone tablet was inscribed with mysterious Taoism and cracked fine lines. It was filled with a sense of ancient and solemnity, which made people feel a sense of conviction in their hearts. .

"Qinglong Sacred Stele." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself. Qing Huan said that there was a dark and strange aura on the Qinglong Sacred Stele. He didn't rush to touch it. Instead, he opened the spiritual world, his eyes swept across the spirit, and he stared at him. The body of the stele.

The stone stele contained vigorous dragon energy, powerful and ancient, but Zhuo Bufan discovered that there was some light gray sting mist hidden inside the stone stele, which seemed to be trapping the vigorous dragon energy. This should be the seal of the Azure Dragon Sacred Stele.

"This kind of breath... It's a familiar feeling." Zhuo Bufan frowned. When he sensed the sting mist, the alarm in his heart rose sharply. This feeling was felt by both Daojun and Frieta. been.

"It's really good to be able to get here, but if you want to break the seal, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to wait!" The defeated army Chong Zhuo Bufan showed a ridiculous smile, and immediately stretched out his palm, the palm of the palm was condensed with dark purple air currents, wrapped around the fingertips. , And soon formed a mysterious formation the size of a palm.

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes, looked at the formation in his hand, and laughed dumbly in his heart, it turned out to be Ming Wen.

Unexpectedly, the defeated army also mastered the technique of the underworld.

After the defeated army had finished speaking, he ignored Zhuo Bufan, but focused on the Azure Dragon Sacred Stele, pressing his palm and formation on the stone stele.

The formations in the universe all come from the Nether Rune technique. Even the formations and patterns of the "Holy Era" are inherited from the Nether Rune. It can be said that the Nether Rune is the forerunner of some formations and Dao Runes.

The defeated army wanted to crack the seal on the Blue Dragon Sacred Stele with the Mingwen, but he also said that.

"Break it for me." The muscles of the defeated army's face twisted, showing a hideous color, and the roots of the blue veins in the neck burst out.

However, at this moment, a small gray line poured into the palm of the defeated army from the stone tablet, and the defeated army's expression suddenly changed, and the condensed array in the palm of the palm broke directly, turning into a purple light spot and disappeared.

"This, how is it possible, I'm the Five Seals Underworld Pattern Master!" The defeated army stared with wide eyes, his face full of frustration and disbelief.

Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath, raised his palm, and the black little snake totem behind him slowly turned, exuding a purple aura, as if he had regained consciousness from his deep sleep.

The defeated army sensed the aura on Zhuo Bufan's body and stared at him abruptly, a shock of shock appeared in his pupils, and a few words were squeezed out between his teeth, "Are you also a Master of Dark Pattern?"

Zhuo Bufan ignored him, but concentrated his mind, and put his palm on the surface of the stone tablet, a feeling of heavy and vigorousness came to life spontaneously.

When Zhuo Bufan gathered the power to infuse the stele, the gray aura that hung inside the stele broke out again and directly penetrated into his palm.

This is an extremely stern and gloomy aura, constantly eroding the power of the mind, but it did not destroy the power of the mind for the first time.

"Master of the Nine Seals Underworld Pattern?" The defeated army looked at Zhuo Bufan, but still couldn't believe that Zhuo Bufan still hid such an identity.

The cultivation of the underworld master is extremely difficult. If it is not for the great opportunity, if it is not talented, it can be said that it is extremely difficult to become a underworld master. After the end of the underworld, the information about the underworld is destroyed at least 99%, leaving behind These are just some simple fragments.

Even if one enters the threshold of the Underworld Master, it is extremely difficult to improve, because there is no systematic exercise to practice.

Zhuo Bufan has also been focusing on improving his cultivation level, because there is no systematic technique, and he did not deliberately cultivate the underworld pattern. It may be because of the black snake totem. After hundreds of years, underworld fire was born automatically, allowing him to step into it. The realm of Jiuyin Mingwen Master.