"Must get it!"

Huangmao's faint voice came from her mind, the temptation of the blood of the real dragon, even her descendant of the blood of the ancestor of all beasts was moved.

"Everyone, as for how much you can comprehend, it depends on your good fortune!"

Long Yunkong threw the bottle in his hand, only to see a flash of red light.

A drop of blood dripped from the bottle, what looked like the last drop of blood.

When seeing this drop of blood, many monks' throats were slightly throbbing, and they couldn't help swallowing.

The blood of the real dragon, if you can get the power in it, I don't know how much power you can increase.

"It's mine!"

Some monks made a move, and they came directly in a flash.

The powerful force is going directly to the blood of the real dragon, wanting to take it as its own.

However, when his power just touched this drop of real dragon's blood, a terrifying force rebounded directly.

boom!

The human cultivator spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his breath was weak.

Seeing this scene, the others became cautious and did not dare to approach in a hurry, but the temptation of the blood of the real dragon was too great.

I come!

Once again, some monks rushed over, but this time they were obviously prepared. There were even spiritual weapons in the hands of these people.

I don't know what they think about suppressing the blood of the real dragon with a spiritual weapon!

The real dragon's blood floating in mid-air has lost its spiritual consciousness, and it will fight back only if someone tries to get close to it.

There used to be a drop of monster blood in Chen Ping's body. At that time, Chen Ping couldn't control the monster blood at all, but Chen Ping knew the power contained in the monster blood.

When the demon's clone was finally cut off, that drop of monster blood was also given to the demon's clone. The blood of a real dragon is essentially the same as the blood of a monster, but it is stronger than the blood of a monster. The power contained in such a drop of true dragon's blood is even more terrifying than the full blow of a strong person in the concentration state.

What most people saw was that Longmen took out the blood of the real dragon, but Chen Ping thought more about it.

For example, why does Longmen expose the blood of the real dragon, take out the blood of the real dragon, and share it in public, what is it going to do.

Those cultivators who charged towards the blood of the real dragon soon tasted the power of the blood of the real dragon, and the powerful force came directly, and the spiritual weapons in their hands were all shattered.

Not only that, the impact caused their blood to surge, and it was lucky that they didn't die.

How could it be so easy to subdue the blood of the real dragon, otherwise, Longmen would not have taken it out so easily.

After seeing the power of the true dragon's blood, the remaining monks did not dare to act rashly.

Long Yunkong explained on the side: "The blood of the real dragon contains violent power, but it has been passed down to this day, and the spiritual consciousness in it has long been obliterated, and it is now an ownerless thing."

"If everyone sitting here is destined to be with it, this true dragon's blood is also his!

There are many envious monks, but few who are really capable of vying for the blood of the real dragon.

Those younger generations among the demons have not done anything until now.

Like Chen Ping, Li Gan thought even more.

Longmen took out a drop of real dragon blood, which completely disrupted the plans of these people.

"Don't the demons want to try?"

Some human monks looked at the demon camp provocatively. Although the two tribes had established diplomatic relations long ago, they never stopped comparing each other.

I come!"

A big guy from the demon clan looked like he was 2.5 meters tall, much taller than a big guy like Zhang Wen.