Chapter 2717 Bloodline Return

"Stop it!" A calendar shout suddenly sounded from the judges' stand.

A dragon claw condensed by cyan vitality, tearing the air, suddenly approached King Qinghao.

"Qing Yi, what are you doing! Want to intervene in the duel..." The master of the Qing ancient realm snorted coldly, and from the diagonal stabbing, a giant palm that was also condensed by True Essence protruded faster.

Two dragon claws collided in the air, bursting into a storm.

The first cyan Yuanli dragon claw was condensed by the Green Drag Realm Master, who wanted to stop Qing Hao, but was stopped by the Azure Ancient Realm Master. It was too late to stop it now.

Among the Bamai children, Qifeng King, Bai Demon King, Ji Caicai, Lei Yuan and others also opened their eyes suddenly. King Qinghao didn’t show any mercy in this hand, and even had the taste of wanting to put people to death. But now, they only Can stand by and watch, come to the rescue in no hurry.

Qing Hao’s hideous face appeared in front of Qing Jian’s eyes, and the cyan light ball in his palm was already on Qing Jian’s chest, and that cold face suddenly showed a smirk, opened his mouth, and twisted his face: "Like Zhuo Bufan, go to death. !"

Awning!

Suddenly, the cyan light sphere burst suddenly, and thousands of cyan light beams burst into the square, covering the entire square in a burst of blue light. Everyone's eyes were subconsciously squinted. Until the next moment, the blue light dissipated and the world returned to its original appearance. .

Above the bluestone square, I saw a delicate white skirt like withered petals, open arms, falling downwards, blood flowing on its abdomen, infecting the white skirt into a shocking blood flower, and a beautiful face like a green face. A piece of white paper with blood spilling from the corners of his lips.

Under the gaze of countless lights, he could see this slightly poignant scene. King Qing Hao did not show any mercy this time. Qing Huan’s breast bones were broken, his internal organs were damaged, and even his vitality became extremely sluggish.

"Zhuo Bufan, I lost..."

"If you know this result, you will definitely be disappointed!"

Qing Huan's eyes were looking at the blue sky. She couldn't hear the sounds around her, and she forgot where she was. The corners of her pale lips had a slight curvature, which was her last stubbornness.

In the blue sky, there seemed to be a straight figure, not burly, but very tough.

Before her eyes appeared once again Zhuo Bufan took her to experience in the ancient magic forbidden area, and carefully guided her to practice and fight.

A very tall tree will have countless luxuriant leaves, and there will also be one or two small white flowers in it. She is like a floating petal, slowly falling down.

Seeing the falling Qing Huan, the corner of King Qing Hao's mouth outlines a cold arc, without any pity, or guilt because of the heavy shot, and coldly said: "The waste still wants to beat me? Even if it is Zhuo Bufan. Now, I will also break all his bones and let him lie in front of me like a dead dog, kneeling down and begging for mercy."

When Qing Huan's body was still three feet away from the ground, he suddenly froze in the air, spreading his arms like snow lotus roots, and emitting circles of blue light on his body, like ripples caused by a pebble falling into a lake.

And this scene once again caused everyone's gaze to stagnate, and suspicious and surprised expressions piled on everyone's faces.

Qing Huan stood up slowly, her eyes showing an exceptionally cold color. The hair dancing with the wind turned into a azure blue at an astonishing speed. The sunlight reflected on the hair, glowing with a dreamlike arc.

Except for this physical change, everyone can feel that a kind of power that is very familiar to them is born in Qing Huan's body, but is extremely surging, repairing her body's injuries, and her aura is constantly improving.

The breath that exudes made everyone's hearts tremble, and there was an inexplicable sense of awe.

On the judges' bench, the eight realm masters immediately stood up, staring at the blue sky above the square with wide eyes, and their complexions changed slightly. Then, a touch of surprise appeared in their eyes.

"The bloodline of returning to the ancestors...Her bloodline is beginning to return to the ancestors..." a realm master said very excitedly.

Jinpeng Langjun has the ancestral bloodline and has become the most valued genius child of the Jinpeng clan. The world has changed, even the bloodline of the dragon clan today cannot be compared with the ancient times, and the current situation of Qinghuan is the ancestral bloodline. Signs of tracing back to the source.

"What's going on? What kind of tricks are you doing..." Qing Hao frowned, and the veins on his forehead were all bulging. He could naturally feel the change of Qing Yun's breath, and even that breath made him feel awe.

Qing Huan's expression was cold, a little cold cyan light appeared in his eyes, and the palm of his hand was held in the void, the cyan light flickered, and the extremely crystal fairy bow returned to her hand again.

The left palm arch, the right hand three Qianqianyu guide the bowstring, pull out the full moon.

On the bowstring, a cyan arrow of true essence condensed appeared, which contained an obliterating fluctuation, which made everyone's heart horrified and unspeakable.

"Pretend to be a ghost, no matter what trump card you have, today... I will never lose to you!" Qinghao Wang was fierce and crazy, with green scales growing on his skin and piercing his clothes, and his forehead was also raised several inches. , Has revealed some Azure Dragon ontology.

The cyan light enveloped King Qinghao's body like porcelain. With both palms, a halberd appeared in his hand. The halberd occupies a vivid blue dragon, which is obviously a powerful magic weapon of life and death.

Qing Huan was able to force him to this level, and everyone was stunned.

Yin!

Releasing the finger, the blue light arrow made a soft moan, which turned into a substantial blue dragon and roared out, dancing the dragon's claws, filled with extremely terrifying power, even the world was dim.

Qinglong roared, shook the world, and rushed towards King Qinghao.

King Qinghao climbed up bloodshots with his eyes, his Yuanli screamed frantically, poured his halberd into his hand, and waved his arms. Pieces of cyan brilliance surrounded him like a hurricane, forming the most perfect defense state.

The Qinglong slammed away, but the most perfect defense was like a piece of paper, resisting it tightly for a moment and then burst completely.

Qinglong raised his left front paw, the sharp claws tore the air apart, and cracked towards King Qinghao's chest.

Ding!

King Qinghao waved his halberd and banged on the dragon's claws, and a clear sound of the impact of gold and iron spread. Then, he saw King Qinghao flew out like a cannonball, his body scratched against the flagstones of the square. There was a ravine several hundred meters long, and the dragon scales on his chest burst, dripping with blood.

With dozens of sternum ribs broken and lying on the ground, King Qinghao's face was distorted with pain, his eyes were dull and he stared at the sky, his body couldn't even gather a trace of strength, his eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness, incredible, all kinds of complex colors. It's hard to describe.

Cang!

The halberd fell from the air and landed beside him, inserting a bluestone slab at the tip, buzzing and trembling.

Whoosh!

An icy arrow once again tore through the space and burst into his throat at an extremely rapid speed.

The fear of death made King De Qinghao's eyes widened, and a chill gushing from his chest, swept across his body, his limbs were cold.

The arrow suddenly stopped less than ten centimeters in front of him, cold-steered musculature.

"you lose!"

In the sky, Qing Huan held the Polar Crystal Immortal Bow, looked down at the embarrassed King Qing Hao indifferently, wriggling his lips, and said softly.

The audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.