Chapter 1217

"The emperor of heaven, the God of war, the emperor of eclosion?"

Cheng Feng's face was bitter: "Uncle Nalan, all the examples you gave are cow people. They have no reference value at all!"

There are several people buried in heaven. They are all super fierce people in the realm of fortune.

There are only half of them in the whole era.

"Cheng Feng, don't lose confidence in yourself."

However, Nalan said, "your goal is not only to catch up with them, but also to catch up with them!"

"Didn't you do it once not long ago?"

Nalan Changsheng is talking about the length of Cheng Feng's real dragon power.

In modern history, the longest record of the power of the real dragon was created by the heavenly burial emperor more than 100000 years ago, reaching 12600 meters.

Cheng Feng broke the record, reaching 12800 meters.

This fully proves that the celestial burial of the great emperor is not insurmountable!

As long as you dare to think, do and fight!

There is nothing Cheng Feng can't do!

"Uncle Nalan, I know."

Cheng Feng nodded and suddenly felt great pride in his heart.

Then, without much nonsense, he took out seven or eight Tianlong yuan and put it in front of him.

Buzzing, buzzing!

When he had to show his cold determination, a lot of dragon power poured into Cheng Feng's body.

Soon, the second ancestral dragon skeleton began to slowly brew and take shape!

The most difficult thing to refine the power of ZuLong is that there is no ZuLong manual.

Once you have the ZuLong manual and practice the first ZuLong power, the subsequent work will be much easier.

Just absorb a large amount of dragon power and draw a tiger according to the power of the first ancestor dragon.

time lapse.

More than two hours later, the power of the second ZuLong took shape in Cheng Feng's body.

More than four hours later, Cheng Feng's body was shaped by the power of the third ZuLong.

More than six hours later, Cheng Feng's body was shaped by the power of the third ZuLong.

……

When Cheng Feng was concentrating on the power of ZuLong.

Outside, however, waves began to rise everywhere.

Because it is about to be the 30th day of the lunar new year, but Cheng Feng, who fought a decisive battle with Yu cangfei of the blood god sect, has been missing for a long time.

In contrast, Yu cangfei, as early as the early morning of December 28, set out from the blood god cult, one person and one sword, and went to the entrance of the empty battlefield alone.

This directly forms a huge contrast and makes people's minds float and talk one after another.

Especially with the help of "people with a heart", all kinds of rumors are everywhere.

Cheng Feng even said that he was afraid to fight.

For this rumor, the righteous camp naturally refuted it, and many Cheng Feng's iron powder refuted it fiercely.

However, this retort, with the passage of time, was involuntarily weakened.

Because Cheng Feng, as a party, never showed up from beginning to end.

It seems that even many martial arts practitioners of the righteous camp have muttered in their hearts.

In a flash, it was noon on December 29.

On this day, rumors from the outside world became more and more fierce.

All kinds of rumors and humiliations surged towards Cheng Feng like a big wave.

Many Cheng Feng's irons wanted to support him, but under such a turbulent wave, they were instantly submerged.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid. Cheng Feng's dog is afraid!"

In Zhongzhou, Yujing City, Yuwen Chaotian laughed wildly: "I thought Cheng Feng was such a great character."

"Now it seems that he is just a coward who is greedy for life!"

……

"Scared? Cheng Feng is scared!"

Mo qiongfang, the supreme elder of holy fire County, holy fire sect, sneered: "isn't this little beast afraid of heaven before?"

"Now I'm going to have a life and death war with Yu cangfei, but I'm suddenly counselled."

"I really want to go to Qianlong academy and see for myself how thick the face of Cheng Feng's little beast is!"

……

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Qianlong County, Tiemu mountain villa, Tiemu Chaoge, the leader of Tiemu family, looked sinister: "I thought I would kill Cheng Feng with the help of Yu cangfei's hand."

"I'm afraid there's no hope now."

"Yes, I didn't expect Cheng Feng's little beast to be so timid."

The elder of Tiemu family said: "on the eve of the war, it was playing missing."

"There's no way to meet such shameless people!"

……

At a time when countless people are sarcastic and clamoring.

On the 91st floor of the turret, Cheng Feng didn't hear anything outside the window and was still practicing hard.

At this moment, he has practiced the power of the eighth ZuLong.

Then he did not rest at all, showed his cold determination, absorbed Tianlong yuan violently again, and began to refine the power of the ninth ZuLong.

Hoo! Suck!

Hoo! Suck!

As time goes by, Cheng Feng is like a giant whale, constantly huffing and puffing the rolling dragon power.

When time comes to the afternoon of the 29th lunar month, hum!

The power of an ancestral dragon suddenly condensed into shape.

Then, roar!

Nine violent dragon chants burst out from Cheng Feng's body.

The nine dragon chants are incomparably loud and high, which is thicker than the thunder in the sky.

When the nine dragon chants are twisted together, they spread slowly.

WOW!

Such a big turret shook like an earthquake.

The whole Qianlong Academy was shocked at once, making many strong martial arts enemies.

Even the sound of the Dragon roared into the sky, which condensed the clouds ready for a blizzard.

The warm sunshine behind the clouds was revealed, and the sky cleared up all at once!

"Hold the grass, what's the situation?"

"Could it be that the real dragon dormant at the bottom of the hidden dragon academy is going to be resurrected?"

Hundreds of miles away from the Qianlong academy, when the martial artists in the Dragon City heard the Dragon chant, they were all thrilled.

I didn't think that the Dragon chant came from the mouth of nine ancestral dragons.

Qianlong academy, knife tower peak.

At the moment when the nine dragon chants rang through, Hua la!

Dozens of figures flew from the hills of Qianlong Academy.

When they reached the peak of the turret, they all suppressed their strength and quietly landed near the turret.

Then everyone looked happy and looked at the knife.

"Only, Cheng Feng broke through just now?"

Among dozens of people, Mr. Shu is the first one with long hair and crown.

When he arrived, he asked immediately.

"Yes, just now it was really the Kowloon convergence vision after Cheng Feng practiced the power of the ninth ancestral dragon."

At this time, the only Dao was happier than he broke through his cultivation.

A cold face was full of joy.

"Cheng Feng practiced the power of the ninth ZuLong?"

Hearing the speech, Mr. Shu was overjoyed: "good, good, the power of the nine ZuLong, which has reached the limit of ZuLong level."

"Next, just consolidate it, and its combat power will be at least several times higher than that of the real dragon level."

"In this case, Cheng Feng can win more than that cangfei."

"More than that, sir."

Dao only smiled and said, "Cheng Feng didn't finish his work after practicing the power of the ninth ZuLong. He is still practicing."

"Maybe we can break the limit and practice the tenth dragon power!"