In the sky deep in the mountains, a golden dragon more than ten feet long waved a golden dragon claw. Every claw he waved had the power to destroy the world.
"Boom, boom..."
Now the golden dragon no longer spits out spiritual power from its mouth, but uses its golden claws to wave around. Wherever it is waved, spiritual power is intertwined, and the spiritual power hits the surrounding peaks, making a loud sound.
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The monks who had already alerted the surroundings rushed over. When they saw the golden dragon in mid-air, waving its claws like a rainbow, half of the mountain peak was cut off, they were all shocked on the spot.
"That's right!"
"Golden Dragon!"
Many people were talking about it.
"Seize it, even a drop of dragon blood can make us powerful!"
It wasn't just someone who shouted like this. Many monks were immediately moved. Most of these monks were low-level monks who had practiced for many years.
The monks from my brother's sect have all gone to the Yunhuang Sect for the competition. Who has the leisure to come over and join in the fun, that is, these low-level monks and some casual cultivators.
Most of these monks are people with mediocre qualifications. They have been practicing for decades and are unable to enter the realm of martial arts. They are looking for opportunities everywhere and pin their hopes on opportunities.
Nowadays, when seeing real dragons, all of them are in their hearts, including monks at the peak of martial arts, with greedy eyes shining brightly.
"Hey, they are looking for death, just in time to see how far the boss's cultivation has reached!" Xiaohu looked on excitedly.
"Everyone forms a formation, traps him, and shares his flesh and blood equally!" Not just one of the monks shouted.
"Hoo ho!"
Many monks flew out first, took out magic weapons and flew towards the golden dragon that Lu Ming had transformed into. Then dozens of monks also flew up one after another, hitting Lu Ming with dozens of magic weapons.
The golden light erupted one after another and cut straight through the golden dragon. Each monk sent out a stream of spiritual power, trapping Lu Ming in the middle.
"Ouch!"
With a dragon roar, golden light surged all over his body, bursting out with dazzling light, and a majestic spiritual power emitted from his body.
"court death!"
With a wave of the dragon's claw, a spiritual pillar composed of spiritual energy about one foot thick swept away in all directions.
A terrifying spiritual power swept towards everyone like an unstoppable and huge momentum, causing a tremor in the place it passed.
"Papa papa!" Each of the magic weapons could not withstand the pressure, and they were defeated and fell to the ground helplessly, turning into useless products!
"This!" The monks who were setting up a formation to hunt Lu Ming were shocked. These were their best treasures. Now they were easily defeated, which made them feel distressed and shocked. If this spiritual power was swept away in their own
Are you still alive?
"Don't panic, everyone, fight me with all your strength!" A monk roared after seeing that his magic weapon was destroyed.
As a low-level monk, it is quite difficult to have one magic weapon. Although they are body-refining monks, low-level monks still rely on magic weapons.
Dozens of people worked together to form a huge spiritual vortex that rolled towards Lu Ming.
"Hehe, I just want to see how powerful my attack is! Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lu Ming said lightly.
"He is not a real dragon, he is a human!" When they heard Lu Ming's loud voice coming from the dragon's mouth, all of these people's scalps suddenly went numb.
What kind of thing is this? Where is the dragon's blood? Isn't this looking for death? They don't think carefully about how the golden dragon can appear here, even if it appears here that they can compete with it?
Just now, their greedy foreheads had blinded their minds, and they all rushed towards the real dragon that Lu Ming had transformed into, regardless of their own safety.
There were only a few monks standing there. These monks were all deep-minded people who could not be fooled easily. They just looked on coldly and fished in troubled waters if they could. It would be better if they couldn't leave early.
The monks who took action were in unspeakable pain, and each of them had to support them with all their strength.
Lu Ming's golden dragon claw handle emitted a powerful spiritual power, and with a full wave, a spiritual power that was more than ten feet thick and several feet long swept away towards the spiritual power whirlpool.
Lu Ming's face was cold. After the Lu family was destroyed, he now has the attitude that I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will kill people.
A majestic spiritual power rushed straight towards the spiritual vortex with a strong murderous aura. The two spiritual powers collided, and a loud "Boom!" shook the heaven and earth.
A crack opened from the ground, which was dozens of feet long. A huge pit was overturned by two spiritual powers, and a large pit with a radius of more than ten feet appeared on the ground.
Half of a mountain peak was cut off, and the surrounding area was in a mess. The golden dragon transformed by Lu Ming hovered majestically in the sky, glaring at the ground.
"ah!"
Miserable sounds were made one after another, and the monks who were swept away by the spiritual power exploded and died.
"Poof!" The monk with a slightly higher level of cultivation also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly became sluggish and his face turned extremely pale.
"Get out!" An angry shout came from Jin Long's mouth.
Only a dozen of the dozens of people survived, and they were still seriously injured. They didn't dare to stay. They only regretted that they had lost two legs. Regardless of the severity of their injuries, they hurriedly used their magic weapons to escape far away.
"Haha, it's great!" Xiaohu flew over from a mountain peak. Seeing Lu Ming's momentum, he killed dozens of people with a wave of his claws and flew towards Lu Ming excitedly.
"Boy, that's right. I didn't expect to be able to transform into a dragon so quickly, and be able to act freely and decisively. That's great!" Lu Long said.
"Brother, if you can refine that drop of my dragon blood, you can grow a few more dragon claws that will be even more powerful!" The little golden dragon also said with an excited tone.
"How many more dragon claws will grow?" Xiaohu asked doubtfully.
"Yes, the more dragon claws, the stronger the strength. The strongest one in the dragon clan is the nine-clawed holy dragon, which is one of the strongest in the world. Then the weakest one is the one-clawed golden dragon like my elder brother. Every time there is one more
The strength of the Dragon Claw will be upgraded by one level!" Xiaolong said.
"What level are you at now?" Xiaohu asked curiously.
"Hmph, I only have three claws now. If that stinky old man hadn't sealed me for tens of thousands of years, I would have had five claws!" Xiaolong said angrily.
"It took tens of thousands of years to get two more claws?" Xiaohu said speechlessly.
"You don't understand. The lifespan of our dragon clan is at least tens of thousands of years. A first-level dragon with dragon claws can live for tens of thousands of years. It is said that a nine-clawed golden dragon can live for hundreds of millions of years, as long as the world!" said the little golden dragon!
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"Holy crap, aren't you, are you fooling me?" Xiaohu said in a naive tone.
"Hey, Xiaohu, what he said is true. It's just that your bloodline hasn't awakened yet. When your bloodline awakens and becomes the ancient holy blood, you will know that when you become a ninth-level holy tiger, it will take hundreds of millions of years. Otherwise,
How do you think the four ancient saint clans can dominate all realms!" Lu Long's voice came out.
"Each realm?" Lu Ming asked doubtfully.
"Hey, since you asked, let me give you a general explanation. During the journey of cultivation, there are human worlds, that is, the world of cultivation, the world of immortals, the world of gods, and the ancient world. You are just standing at the bottom right now. Some people wave
You can wipe out a continent and even the world of cultivation with a wave of your hand, so you are still far away!" Lu Long said concisely.
"That's it, brother, we have to work hard to practice. I want to return to my hometown." Xiaolong cried.
"Hey, let me tell you, why I am like this is because of the war tens of thousands of years ago. Even the ancient world was implicated in that war!"
"Have you ever heard of anyone who has ascended to the fairy world in the past few years?" Lu Long sighed secretly.
"No!" Lu Ming said, he yearned endlessly for the fairy world.
"I just want to tell you, practice hard, the fairy world is no longer there, and you also know that if there is another war a thousand years later, it is very likely that even the merely preserved world of cultivation will be destroyed!"
"You must practice hard during this period, otherwise you will only be used as cannon fodder!" Lu Long said.
"The fairyland is gone?" This was the second time Lu Ming heard Lu Long say.
"I can't tell you yet. When you reach that level of cultivation, you will naturally know. If you want to explore these secrets, you still need to explore them yourself, so that you can know more!" Lu Long said.
"Moreover, you must have the minimum ability to protect yourself in the war a thousand years from now!" Lu Long added.
"Brother!" Xiaohu shouted loudly after hearing this.
"Why don't I know?" Xiaolong asked curiously.
"It's getting late. Let's go to Yunhuang Sect first. Let Xiaohu tell you about the war a thousand years later. Now let's go to Yunhuang Sect first. If we don't leave, it will be too late!" Lu Ming said.
"There's no rush. With your current speed, two days is enough. You should first carefully stabilize the natal magic weapon you just refined and the magic formula that can transform you into a dragon." Lu Long said calmly.
Lu Ming nodded and only focused on fighting, forgetting that he had more important things to do. Although he only had one day, he did a lot of things, and for Lu Ming, they were extraordinary things and would have a great impact on his future.
Huge impact.
The natal magic weapon is related to the monk's life and his future cultivation. He must not be negligent, otherwise instability will affect the root of his cultivation. The natal magic weapon exists in the Dantian, and Lu Ming cannot afford to ignore it.
Transforming into a dragon has just been successful and is not yet stable. It also needs to be understood carefully and lay a solid foundation for the subsequent practice of the Dragon Body Technique.
Lu Ming had already made a lot of noise here before. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lu Ming chose another cave a hundred miles away.
Xiao Hu was protecting Lu Ming not far from the cave. It had now reached the critical stage of breaking through to the third level, and Lu Long was beside it giving guidance.
Lu Long never told them what kind of cultivation he was, but he seemed to know everything. He even knew the secrets of the retail industry, and even the Dragon Clan knew it!
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A day passed in Lu Ming's silent and steady realization. When Lu Ming opened his eyes again, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Now with his cultivation level and his incarnation as a dragon, even a monk in the middle stage of the Martial Sect.