"Impossible. This dragon vein is the foundation of my God of War Palace. It was sacrificed with blood by the palace lords of my God of War Palace. Even if we, the seven palace lords, could not conquer it at the peak of our peak, how could he be easily conquered?"

The Saint of Heavenly Sword looked at the dragon balls that were sucking in the palm of Ling Jianchen with a confused look on his palm.

The dragon vein turned into a pocket dragon, hovering in the dragon ball.

And he...

But I can't sense any breath of the dragon vein.

Hua Wulian and others were also very surprised and looked at Ling Jianchen in disbelief.

Beihai smiled bitterly and said, "I knew... this guy is definitely not as simple as it appears."

The master of Kongming Palace's eyes turned, revealing a solemn look.

Capture the dragon vein with one hand.

Ling Jianchen's methods shocked and incredible.

"I said that you can break the connection between you and the dragon vein with just one hand. Look, I didn't lie to you, are you?" Ling Jianchen looked at the Heavenly Sword Saint Son with a smile.

The Saint Son of Heavenly Sword turned pale.

His pupils were shrinking violently.

Without the blessing of the dragon vein, his current combat power is only comparable to the third level of the Martial Saint. Facing the powerful Ling Jianchen, he has no chance of winning at all.

Just think of this.

The spiritual consciousness of the Saint Son of Heavenly Sword moved, and a pseudo-god-level battle sword was suspended under his feet, stepping on the magic sword and breaking through the air, and the resentful voice echoed in the remains of the God of War Palace: "Ling Jianchen, I have recorded the hatred today, and one day I will get it back with my capital and profit!"

"I won't let you go, how can you go?" Ling Jianchen shook his head and chuckled.

Finger popped.

The dragon ball in his hand flew out with a whoosh. The dragon ball, the size of a walnut, flew out of the sky, suddenly expanded, and turned into a giant dragon hundreds of miles long!

hold head high!

The dragon's body rushed around and opened its mouth and swallowed the Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword into the dragon's belly.

"No……"

The despair of the Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword came from the dragon's belly, and a violent roar exploded. The Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and was swallowed by the dragon veins.

The dragon vein circled, turned into a dragon ball again, and flew back to Ling Jianchen's palm.

“…”

There is silence between heaven and earth.

Ling Jianchen glanced at Beihai Yifeng and others, grinned and said, "Everyone, the trip to the God of War Palace is coming to an end now."

"Ling Jianchen, I admit that you are very strong, we all underestimated you. If you destroy me, Baihua Sect, I will not pursue it anymore. The grudge between you and me will be eliminated. How about it?" Hua Wulian's face was gloomy and she finally sighed and said.

With Ling Jianchen's methods and strength, he was no longer sure to deal with it.

not to mention……

Ling Jianchen still held a dragon vein in his hand.

The dragon vein easily strangled the Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword, and his strength was just as good as the Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword. How could he have the confidence to fight Ling Jianchen?

Ling Jianchen shook his head: "A single stroke is written off? I have a better way!"

"Um?"

Hua Wulian was stunned.

Ling Jianchen glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "All of you, if you want to survive, you must surrender to me. From now on, the northern seas will be the only one in my Ling family."

"What?"

"You actually want us to surrender to you?"

"It's ridiculous, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

The expressions of the Lord Kongming Palace and others changed drastically, and they glared at Ling Jianchen and roared.

At this time...

The strong men in the entire ruins of the God of War Palace have gathered together. Here are the top existences in the entire Beihai. If they can be held in their hands, it will be equivalent to unifying the Beihai.

only.

Everyone is the dragon among the human beings, and the pride of heaven, how can they surrender easily?

Xiao Yitian said in a deep voice: "Ling Jianchen, your request is too much. I, Xiao Yitian, come and go alone. Even if Beihai Academy once invited me to go there, I would have rejected me as a disciple of their Holy Academy. Who are you?"

Hua Wulian had no expression on her face: "Ling Jianchen, don't bully people too much!"

The master of Kongming Palace had a cold look, Lord Red Blood, Lord Golden Toad Mansion, Lord Demon Dragon Palace, Lord The peak of the four North Sea monsters clan stood together, staring at him with cold eyes: "If I want me to surrender to you, this humble human? It's simply a delusion!"

"I'm just notifying you, not discussing with you!"

Ling Jianchen played with the dragon ball in his hand, and his smile gradually calmed down and returned to his indifference. "You have only two choices, either surrender or - die!"

Hua Wulian sneered and said, "What an arrogant boy, I, Hua Wulian, are the first to disagree. I want to see you..."

I haven't finished speaking.

The dragon ball flew out of Ling Jianchen's hand and wrapped around Hua Wulian. The huge dragon vein suddenly rolled up. Hua Wulian, one of the top ten geniuses in the North Sea, was directly thorned into powder and the bones remained.

The air in the entire void has solidified.

Ling Jianchen swept over everyone: "Say it again last time, surrender, or die!"

hold head high!

The dragon vein roared to the sky, and its huge dragon eyes stared at everyone. Once Ling Jianchen ordered, it would start a killing act.

The Palace Master of the Demon Dragon Palace, who has never spoken, is a poisonous dragon. Among the four overlords of the North Sea monsters, the Demon Dragon Palace is the lowest. He has been bullied by the other three overlords.

He was cunning by nature, his eyes turned, and he stepped forward and said, "I am the demon dragon, I am willing to surrender to my master!"

"very good!"

Ling Jianchen smiled slightly, and a slave seal was scattered into the body of the demon dragon, and then said, "Since I surrender to me, I will naturally not treat you badly. There is a dragon clan bloodline in your body that has not been activated. I will activate the dragon clan bloodline for you, which should be enough for you to step into the ranks of demon saints!"

Swish!

A little spiritual light merged into the body of the demon dragon, and with a blink of an eye, splitting a wisp of original dragon energy from the dragon vein.

The two merged into the body of the demon dragon, completely activate the thin bloodline of the dragon clan in his body. A black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and thunder exploded, and countless lightnings fell down.

"This is the dragon transformation disaster?"

"Fuck, he, he actually let the demon dragon turn into a dragon?"

Everyone looked surprised.

The demon dragon looked excited and turned into its body and rushed into the sky. After the baptism of thunder tribulation, the poisonous gas around him dissipated invisibly, bursting out a faint silver light, activate the bloodline of the dragon clan in his body, and transformed into a dragon!

Cultivation is also among the demon saints!

The powerful aura of the demon saint made many powerful people around him feel depressed.

The Demon Dragon knelt respectfully in front of Ling Jianchen: "I belong to the Demon Dragon, thank you for your kindness!"

"Well, stand beside me!" Ling Jianchen nodded and looked at everyone, "It's time for you to make a choice!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Before, Ling Jianchen held the dragon vein in his hand, but they were not sure of winning. Now there is another demon saint, and they have no hope. In addition, Ling Jianchenxin pointed his fingers and turned the demon dragon into a dragon and broke through the demon saint, which was also a huge temptation.

Gratefulness and power are given under the same utmost importance.

The master of Kongming Palace kneeled down and bowed: "I am willing to surrender!"

Three-legged Golden Toad: "I am convinced!"

One by one, the strong men chose to surrender and were planted with slave seals. Under the blessing of the dragon vein, the master of Kongming Palace, the three-legged golden toad, the master of Red Blood Ridge, the sword saint, and the sword saint all entered the level of the Demon Saint (Martial Saint).

After this battle.

All the top forces in the entire Beihai were included in Ling Jianchen's command.

Unify the North Sea.

Beihai looked at Ling Jianchen with a complicated face, and understood in his heart that from now on...
Chapter completed!