Chapter 933

The competition for the dragon pool is very fierce. Of course, this fierce struggle only occurs in the other dragon pool. Whether they ask the sky or the strength of ancient wind, moon and clear water, they are shocking. They don't have the courage to rob. So their eyes focused on the remaining two dragon pools.

More than a dozen strong people in the ninth heavy of the soul forging realm competed for the two dragon pools, and the battle was also extremely fierce. In the final competition, the two strong people in the middle of the ninth heavy of the soul forging realm dragged their seriously injured bodies into the dragon pool.

As for the rest martial arts, although they were unwilling, they also knew that they had lost their qualification and were worth blowing their heads and walking towards the dragon gate.

In the dragon pool, the ancient wind is made across the knees. I feel the pure and incomparable spiritual power around me, and I am also amazed in my heart. Although his dragon pool is only a few feet in size, the spiritual strength contained in it is no worse than the divine pool in the red blood canyon. Because the liquid in this pool is actually spiritual liquid.

The ancient wind's body is like a black hole, crazy swallowing the spiritual power in the dragon pool.

"Boom"

However, under such swallowing, the dragon pool also trembled slightly, and Tianlong mountain trembled and burst out with the golden light. The golden brilliance gathered in the sky and finally turned into a drop of golden blood essence, floating in the air.

The golden blood emerged, with extremely heavy power, so that the surrounding void was completely distorted and there were a trace of cracks.

Gu Feng and others also felt something. At the same time, they opened their eyes and looked at the golden blood essence in the sky. Around the golden blood, there was a wave of heaven and earth, which shook people's hearts.

"Little guys, you are so lucky that a drop of real dragon blood has condensed from the dragon pool." Dugu Qingtian's voice came, with a trace of surprise. After all, the real dragon blood essence has not appeared for a long time. Unexpectedly, it also appeared today.

"Boom"

The eight people burst out amazing momentum at the same time, all staring at the real dragon's blood. The real dragon is the most powerful creature in heaven and earth. It is a real divine beast. Even immortal gods are afraid of the real dragon. At that level, heaven and earth melt into itself, and every drop of blood contains unimaginable power.

"Hoo"

The eight people started to urge the internal skills and shrouded the drop of real dragon blood essence. There is no doubt that the eight people want to take the blood of Jiangsu and Zhejiang real dragon as their own. After all, if they get lucky and can repair the real dragon body, their actual power will be improved. Even if it's not a body refiner, I'm afraid its physical strength will directly reach the level of a body refiner. Such attraction is absolutely amazing.

Competition skills? I'm not weaker than you.

The ancient wind's eyes are shining, and the smile on his face is stronger. I'm afraid there's no other skill in this world that can compare with the heaven seizing skill of life and death. Even the immortal Scripture will be eclipsed in front of the heaven seizing skill of life and death. The ancient wind is more and more surprised by the horror of life and death seizing the heaven skill after cultivating life and death seizing the heaven skill for so long. This is definitely a volume of anti heaven skill. Although it is not necessarily invincible in ancient times, it is definitely the meaning of the top skill.

"Hoo"

The ancient wind's life and death seizing heaven skill works, which urges its own strength to the extreme. There was a terrible smell of blood behind him. He opened his mouth and sucked hard. It was like a whale swallowing heaven and earth. On that day, the spiritual power of heaven and earth around Longshan suddenly converged towards the ancient wind.

"What a powerful blood power, and with the power of ancient gods and demons, is this little guy from an ancient ethnic group?" Dugu Qingtian looked at the ancient wind and his eyes flickered. The breath was deep and terrible, and the diffuse blood gathered into a human shadow in the sky and looked down at the world. It is definitely not the terrible power that ordinary people can have. It must come from an ancient and powerful ethnic group that has existed since ancient times.

If so, it can also explain why the ancient style's combat power is so strong. Because the people of those ethnic groups are all monsters.

I don't know about these ancient customs. The power of life and death seizing the sky in him was working, and the whole person became black and white. Two forces swirled around him, and dozens of whirlpools were rotating around him.

A terrible attraction came and pulled the Golden real dragon's blood.

Yuechen and Bishui looked at the ancient wind and couldn't help slowing down their strength. However, the skills in Wentian's body are also running wildly, trying to plunder the real dragon's blood.

"Concentrate."

With a low roar of the ancient wind, the power of life and death to seize the sky worked fiercely, and the ability to seize the power of heaven and earth appeared. Pulled the real dragon's blood towards him.

"Hoo"

When he came near, Gu Feng opened his mouth and directly swallowed the golden dragon blood into his stomach.

"Boom"

The blood of the real dragon enters the body, and the golden brilliance blooms. Countless golden breath emanates from the ancient wind's body, forming a layer of fog to envelop him.

The powerful spiritual power constantly surged and impacted his body.

"Poof"

Unable to bear the terrible psychic power, the ancient wind gushed blood out of his mouth. There were cracks in his body, and the golden spiritual power flickered in those cracks.

"Ha ha, you deserve it. If you don't have that ability, you have to do it." many people in Longmen are gloating at the ancient style. Zhou Ling, in particular, had a happy look on his face. He seemed to have seen the scene that the ancient wind was killed by the explosion of the golden spiritual power.

"Roar."

At this time, a roaring sound came from the mouth of the ancient wind, like a dragon singing through the world. In the sky, the golden auspicious clouds gathered and turned into the shape of a golden dragon. On the body of the ancient wind, the golden light poured out and merged into the sky.

The golden fog filled the air, completely shrouded the ancient wind, and covered everything.

Dugu Qingtian was also dignified. He looked at the ancient wind and was inspired by his spiritual power. As long as he found that the ancient wind was life-threatening, Jiu planned to suppress that power at the first time. Although this may force the dragon's blood out of the ancient wind's body, it is better than his explosion supported by the real dragon's blood.

"Boom"

Heaven and earth shook, and a terrible breath came out of the golden fog. The void trembled with terrible pressure, which even Dugu Qingtian felt oppressive.

His eyes were shining and pierced the fog directly. Looking at the scene in the golden fog, his old face suddenly became dull.