In Emperor Ziwei's palace, Taiwei bid farewell to Princess Zi Xing.

Zi Xing looked reluctant to give up.

"If you don't see the heaven and the earth, and you don't see all sentient beings, how can you clearly see yourself and have a flawless Taoist heart!" Putting the saint's Taoist bones into Zi Xing's hands, Taiwei looked free and easy, "I'll give it to you, little Xingxing."

"Then, you must come back within two years. Sister Zhaoyang is going to kill Dao on the day of her 100th birthday banquet, so you must go to watch the ceremony." Zi Xing looked complicated, put away the Dao bones, and warned.

Taiwei nodded solemnly, turned around and left with a wave of his hand.

'Now that the matter has passed, even if those forces are hostile to me, they will not violate their tacit understanding and bully the small.

Except, Blood Hades Palace!’

Taiwei calmly walked out of the gate of Ziwei Imperial City. With a sudden movement of his mind, he knew that a seemingly normal passerby nearby would spread the news after avoiding the crowd.

But this was Taiwei's purpose in the first place. Xue Ming Palace was his deliberately chosen enemy. This kind of power was destined to dissipate in the years. Even if it was destroyed, there would be no big cause and effect.

Walking in this vast and magnificent mountains and rivers, the land is vast and boundless, the towering mountains tower into the sky, the surging rivers jump hundreds of thousands of miles, and there are many fairy lands that soar into the sky and purple mist transpires.

This is a magnificent world, majestic yet beautiful, majestic yet celestial, and shocking.

On the top of a big mountain, Tai Weixin killed the beast in front of him with his bare hands and said loudly: "Come out! The murderous intention is too obvious."

In the void, an old man in blood-robed clothes walked out with the Holy Son of Blood and Darkness. He had dry and messy white hair, an old face, and a thin body. His blood-colored eyes were full of blood and coldness, and his mighty power overwhelmed all directions.

The old man spoke hoarsely, coldly and forcefully: "Is it him?"

Holy Son Xue Ming replied respectfully: "Yes, ancestor, he is too powerful and is suspected of having a special physique!"

Then Holy Son Xue Ming turned to look at Tai Wei, with a ferocious and happy look on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "You are not..."

Taiwei didn't wait for him to say harsh words, and without saying a word, he directly activated the 'Ji Dao Dragon Spear' and used the blood-colored war spear to break through the air attack and kill him.

The holy power filled the air, and the blood-eyed old man's pupils shrank. He was caught off guard, and he could only protect himself urgently in fear.

However, he was not the target at all.

Saint Son of Blood was directly killed on the spot by this spear!

There was still joy on his face, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Before he could even change his expression, the holy spear shook him lightly and turned him into powder.

The old man looked ugly, and said with a low sneer: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty would actually leave the holy soldiers in your hands. Just in time, when I capture you, you will add another layer of foundation to our tradition."

Putting away the war spear and facing the old man, Taiwei looked cold and said, "The old guy is dreaming! Come on, I will send you on your way!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sea of ​​thunder fell from the sky and flooded the place all of a sudden. This was a sea of ​​catastrophe!

Nothing existed anymore, everything was drowned by the thunder, and it was dazzling. Standing far away, you can feel the power of destruction.

Not to mention, the people who are undergoing the tribulation are surrounded by a purple light that makes people feel suffocated even from many miles away, making people tremble.

"ah……"

The power of the Blood Palace was screaming, and the old face was full of fear.

When Taiwei went through the tribulation, he also suffered the tribulation!

"Click!"

There were not just one big dragon across the sky, but thousands of them. Each lightning bolt was as thick as a mountain, dancing wildly in the sky, no different from the big dragon.

At this moment, Taiwei stood proudly in the void, submerged by the sea of ​​thunder, devouring the tribulation while capturing the Dao marks in the sea of ​​thunder.

The blood-eyed old man wanted to leave, but Taiwei followed him closely.

"boom!"

The lightning was like a waterfall, drowning the powerful man. The old man was paralyzed by the electricity, white smoke emitted from his body, he was almost burnt, and he was about to be chopped into pieces.

Taiwei took the opportunity to rush forward, with wisps of fairy light wrapped around his body, and slashed forward with the power of a flying fairy.

Blood splattered and the old man's body was broken. He said in horror: "Flying Immortal Technique! You are..."

She didn't even listen to what he said. Taiwei went crazy with blood and tore him into pieces in the sea of ​​thunder. All traces of him were turned into ashes under the thunder.

The enemy has been eliminated, and Taiwei is sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​thunder. His back is like a dragon, and the essence is constantly rushing out, and the big spine is about to fly out. This is a sign of transforming into a dragon.

This secret realm is very suitable for its name. It nourishes a big dragon in the body and emerges in form. The big dragon of the human body is the spine, and all strength must be supported by it.

The dragon's roar came out, and Taiwei's body crackled. His entire spine was as bright as fairy gold, and every joint was vibrating, and all the gods chanted in unison.

The Dragon Transformation Tribulation finally came, and ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly dragons rushed towards it.

This is not just a resemblance, it is exactly the same. It contains a divine beauty, and the dragon-shaped lightning seems to be alive. It makes a dragon roar and rushes towards it.

In the distance, the endless sea of ​​thunder is still raging and boiling, seemingly endless.

But there was no trace of thunder around Taiwei, as if all the lightning were avoiding these eighty-one heavenly dragons.

Great Dragon Tribulation!

Eighty-one heavenly dragons, lifelike, coiled in the void, with their capitals facing him, as if they had existed forever, exuding mysterious and strange aura.

It is recorded in ancient books that the great dragon tribulation is mysterious and mysterious. It is the essence and blood of the ancient heavenly dragon that is imprinted in the thunder sea and nourished into a great heavenly tribulation.

"roar……"

A dragon roar moved up the nine heavens and down the nine netherworlds, spreading across the earth, and the first ancient heavenly dragon rushed over.

At this time, the dragon's head was like a mountain, its horns were like holy soldiers, and it hit him directly with an indomitable momentum!

Taiwei didn't dodge, he walked upstream, his body seemed to have turned into divine iron, and he fought with him head-on!

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

He opened and closed his fists widely, with the immortal light swirling around him, and he fought hard against the dragon. The whole sky trembled, unable to withstand this kind of coercion.

While fighting, while attacking the secret realm of dragon transformation, Taiwei's spine is like a fairy dragon, protected by all the gods, swallowing the essence of the dragon.

"Crack, crackle, crackle..."

There were endless sounds in the void, and eighty-one heavenly dragons were coiling around, exhaling essence, but all of them were gathered by his big spine, tempering the physical body and the divine patterns in the body.

At the same time, using the 'Rising Dragon Formation' as a reference, the formation pattern of one's own is initially evolved in the body.

He discovered that even if he used all his strength to tear them into pieces, he could not completely destroy these eighty-one heavenly dragons. They were originally composed of the essence of the heavenly dragons. As long as they were not exhausted, they could be reorganized infinitely.

However, every time it is broken, it can take the opportunity to swallow a large amount of Tianlong essence.

So Taiwei sublimated his combat power to the limit, killed Tianlong powerfully, swallowed countless essences, and absorbed them into his body.

Time passed, and all the eighty-one heavenly dragons were killed by him many times, leaving only eighty-one translucent dragon shadows on the spot!
Chapter completed!