High in the sky, the sound of the Dragon chants constantly.

The four legged body has expanded to tens of thousands of feet, and even continues to grow larger.

Its whole body, the power of blood constantly boiling, burst out a boundless breath, because of the power of Xiao Qingdi's blood, so that its blood force is evolving, even beyond the blood of the nine gods dragon clan.

"Not enough strength."

Xiao Qingdi's heart was moved, and the seal of zuwu's energy on the top of his finger suddenly came, and all of them integrated into the body of four feet.

The next moment, the four legged body expanded again, reaching the limit of 99.99 million Zhang and then stopped.

Its whole body is dripping with blood, and its scales are broken. Because of the rapid expansion of the body, the body is cracked, and one layer of skin is removed. The new scale is solidified by the power of the twelve ancestors, and it becomes more powerful than the original scales. I don't know how many times.

The power of the witch clan is the strongest in the flesh.

The power of the twelve witches was integrated into the four feet, which made up for each other with its dragon body, which made it more terrifying.

"Well, I'll make you, and see what you can achieve." Xiao Qingdi chuckled softly, his fingers flicked repeatedly, and eight drops of blood essence fell into the body of four feet.

Add the previous drop, a total of nine drops of blood essence containing eternal blood given to four feet.

"Roar..."

in an instant, the four feet roared wildly, and the whole body blood was boiling, and a vast force burst out.

Its body has broken through the final ten feet and reached a hundred million feet long.

"I'm a man at last."

Xiao Qingdi chuckled. He didn't pay attention to his four feet. Instead, he wanted to enter the imperial palace. In the palace at the moment, all the ten dragon guards were out of the pass. When they saw Xiao Qingdi appear, they were all surprised, "Lord."

"See you, Lord."

"Go out with me, and I will give you a chance."

Xiao Qing Di smiles and waves his hand to let the ten dragon guards come directly from the emperor's palace.

"Lord, where is this? How do I feel like I'm not in our universe? " As soon as PU appeared, Xiao Wu was holding Xiao Qingdi's arm, with a curious look on her pretty face.

"This is the world of witchcraft that has disappeared since ancient times."

Xiao Qingdi chuckled and told the ten dragon guards everything in the world of witchcraft.

They were stunned, "that is to say, we have been closed for 100 years?"

It's incredible.

Originally, although they had been closed in the Imperial Palace, they did not have a strong sense of the passage of time. They only said that they had been closed for one or two years.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Your accomplishments have reached the peak of the true God, and each has been inherited by the imperial palace. Today, I will help you break through."

Xiao Qingdi smiles softly, his fingers crack, and drops of blood essence drip out of his hands. Then, the ten dragon guards sit in the void, and everyone does not give nine drops of blood essence from Xiao Qingdi.

In an instant, the vast breath broke out, and the blood of the ten dragon guards was boiling, and the terrible breath was flowing. The strength of the whole body was rapidly evolving.

They themselves are the human blood, which is the closest to the eternal human blood of Xiao Qingdi. Even if only nine drops of Xiao Qingdi's blood essence are obtained, they can make their blood evolution to an unparalleled level.

At the same time, Xiao Qingdi drove the twelve witches to train their bodies, which made the cultivation of the ten dragon guards break through the peace of the true God state and reach the heaven God state.

Moreover, the power of the twelve Zou witches was continuously infused into their bodies, continuously refining their flesh bodies. Moreover, Emperor Xiao Qing, with the practice of zuwu, wanted to help them refine their bodies into a state comparable to that of great witches.

Anyway, when he had nothing to do, he sat in the void, helping the ten dragons to refine their bodies, and at the same time drew the power of the twelve witches to practice.

At the moment, the Taiji diagram in his body is more and more huge. Under the balance of the power of the twelve witches, the origin of the divine world and the origin of Jiuyou are gradually mastered by him, and the more powerful he can play.

"Now, if I am against the three masters, I don't know if it is their opponent."

Xiao Qingdi said to himself, "it's a pity that I can't become a God here. Otherwise, if I can become a God, I'm afraid the strength will have a transformation."

Becoming a God is the transformation of life level.

This is a special leap of the natural spirit after the chaos heaven bestows.

Even if Xiao Qingdi's strength is strong, as long as he can become a God, his own strength will be enough to grow to a very terrible level.

However, at this moment, although Xiao Qingdi surpassed the gods, he could not become a God because the world of witches was sealed by the power of the twelve witches, and the rules of chaos of heaven could not be reached.

"Well, I'll talk about it later."

He put his heart into the palace of the emperor to see if the women were going to pass the pass. However, he found that the women were still in the process of cultivation. Moreover, they were still in deep-seated practice. It was impossible for them to leave the pass in a short time.He had no choice but to help the ten dragon guards and four feet to practice, while practicing by himself.

At the same time, the war in the sorcery world broke out completely.

In the border area between the sorcerers and the other sorcerers, the twelve wizard kings led the army to kill them. On the other side, there were also twelve wizard kings.

That is because he actively accepted the strange power and transformed his own power into a Witch King. Although he is not a real wizard king, his strength is not weaker than the twelve wizard kings.

"Kill."

The elder of the temple, the old man, also took the temple guard to kill him.

Although the old man is not the wizard king, he has lived for too long. His strength has already reached a very unpredictable level, which can be compared with the top wizard king.

It is also because of this that only half of the strength of zhurong and xuanming wizard king can barely block each other's two wizard kings.

"Blah blah, we should be respected in the world of witchcraft. You old diehards will be completely destroyed today."

On the other side, the gray fog diffused. While the twelve powerful wizard kings started to kill, there was a powerful and incomparable strong one in the distant void, surrounded by gray fog, and stood proud.

At the same time, there was a young man with his hands on his back and smiling at the scene, "no wonder the twelve ancestors of witches are going to seal the world of witchcraft. You are too weak. It's really sad that twelve wizard kings have emerged in this long time."

"Who are you?"

While fighting against the twelve sorcerers, the elder of the temple looked at the Terran youth. When he saw a group of the Terran youths surrounded by gray fog, their strength was terrible, and they were no less powerful than the powerful ones of the wizard king, his face turned pale.

"There are more than twelve wizard kings among the different wizard families."

It's a big deal!

Originally, although the strength of the different sorcerers was not weak, there were only twelve wizard kings, which always made the witch clan feel that everyone had the same strength. Unexpectedly, when the decisive battle really appeared, there were countless powerful wizard kings on the other side.

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