Chapter 323: White Dragon Blood

boom!
A breath of horror permeated out, the seal trembled violently, and the surrounding profound energy surged.
A figure slowly appeared, and this figure seemed to be clearer.
The warrior in white is sitting cross-legged above the broken seal.
"Hey, someone found it after all."
After a long while, the warrior in white just spoke, and the endless vicissitudes and loneliness were revealed in his voice, as if he had been silent for tens of thousands of years.
"This is Bailong Supreme?"
Everyone was secretly horrified when they saw this phantom.
This white-robed figure is sitting cross-legged above the rush of light, the light is like a white dragon, roaring in the sky and the earth.
Everyone felt a sense of majesty and power from the phantom of this white robe. Under the envelope of that breath, the world trembled.
The profound energy that permeated the heaven and earth formed waves of ripples, rippling around him, as if listening to his orders, letting him dispatch it.
"Jiejie, Bailong, I said you can't trap me!"
A cold voice came from the seal, echoing in the sky above Lin Hai.
Everyone was secretly surprised.
"Crack."
The seal was completely shattered by a terrifying energy, and a black shadow appeared.
When this black light and shadow appeared, the profound energy between the heavens and the earth roared fiercely, and the violent profound energy filled the sky with the pressure of trembling millet.
Two terrible breaths spread around Lin Hai.
"Hmph!" Venerable White Dragon snorted softly, and a huge handprint suddenly enveloped the man in black.
"If you were able to suppress me with the strength of your peak period, but now you, but a mere form of energy condensed, want to stop me?"
The black-clothed man said arrogantly, his fist suddenly blasted out, and the terrifying power violently soared into the sky, colliding fiercely with the huge handprint.
"Boom!"
The power of terror broke through the handprints.
Countless people looked at the dark shadow in horror.
This warrior has the same strength as the Bailong Supreme!
Feeling the two peerless powers fighting each other, those warriors who came to fight for the Bailong Lingzang, but at this moment their legs are weak, and they dare not approach the place where the seal is broken.
How could a peerless powerhouse be sealed in this white dragon supreme spiritual treasure?
People like them are completely incomprehensible, the spiritual treasure of the Supreme White Dragon is this powerful man in black? Buy one get one free?
If this is the case, then it is definitely in the wrong place. They think that Bailong Supreme's spiritual treasure should be a peerless treasure, but how can they think that within this seal, there is such a terrible black-clothed powerhouse?
The Scarlet Cloud Sect, the Lingwu Sect, as well as the martial artists of scattered people and small forces, are staring at this sudden change in front of them, at a loss.
But the blood people's eyes are full of excitement.
How powerful is Chu Qianye's method of observing words, watching and looking. The excitement of these fellows of the blood family has not escaped his perception. There should be a reason why the blood people are so excited, so let's observe for a while.
This matter should not be so simple on the surface.
"Ugh."
Bailong Zhizun quietly watched the punch made by the black-clothed warrior. The overwhelming aura swept away, as if suppressing all spirits. The gods of the heavens were silent in this light sigh.
He waved his palm lightly.
"Boom!"
The surrounding profound energy suddenly violently violent, the huge profound energy of hundreds of meters is just like a waterfall at hand at his disposal.
A terrible force suddenly blocked in front of him.
The black-robed warrior's punch, the instant it blasted, solidified in vain, unable to continue forward.
"Guru."
The warriors swallowed their saliva fiercely. What a terrifying strength, is this the powerhouse of the celestial extreme realm, and it is as if the energy and profound energy between the heaven and the earth are dispatched at will.
"broken."
The black robe warrior said lightly, the void suddenly shattered.
The terrible energy rushed away arrogantly, and all the warriors who were hit by the energy turned pale, vomiting blood and flew out.
Puff!
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Around the black basin, the bodies of the warriors trembled, their faces turned white, and blood was vomited.
The blood spurted all over the sky, which was very spectacular.
Chu Qianye was slightly horrified in his heart, and blocked the horrible energy with the thunder sword bell.
The gods fight, the fish pond is hit!
Everyone looked towards the void, the speed of the two fighting each other became more and more terrifying, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Every time they touched each other, the profound energy between heaven and earth seemed to freeze.
"Bailong, if it weren't for you, my blood family wouldn't have lost the position of overlord, nor would the monarch of Chiyun Dynasty dared to shout in front of this seat." The black robe warrior suddenly stopped and said.
Ok?
This guy in the black robe belongs to the blood force?
Bailong Zhizun, with a face of disdain, seemed unwilling to argue with him because of his identity and status.
"Hmph, you have to know, you are no longer a strong celestial realm, but just a form of energy condensed." The man in black sneered, "Although I have been sealed by you for 500 years, my cultivation has been stagnant. Not going forward, but soon I will be able to rise again and break through the celestial realm. The Scarlet Cloud Sect is all slaves and prostitutes, for my use!"
The martial artists onlookers all showed awe.
Under what circumstances, this guy is really a kinsman? Has been sealed by Bailong Supreme for five hundred years?
"Hand over the essence of the white dragon and let you disappear with dignity." The man in black smiled faintly, "You are a beast cultivator, and I am a soul cultivator. The blood of a warrior is very important to us, so why bother? Seal me against your will?"
Beast repair? Soul repair?
Chu Qianye knew what this meant.
Little Treasure is a beast cultivator. As for soul cultivator, he is a warrior who mainly cultivates martial soul. He is best at soul attack and is unpredictable.
"It's finished?" Venerable White Dragon said faintly, and then a huge handprint was condensed in his palm again, covering the man in black.
The man in black turned his head and looked at the blood crowd.
"What are you doing in a daze, look for the white dragon blood, it should be in the sixteen magic pillar formation!"
The blood race swept towards the stone pillar one after another.
The words were over, but they struggled with Bailong Zhizun.
The rest of the warriors also wake up one after another.
White dragon blood?
The essence and blood of a strong celestial realm, if obtained, it will definitely have a huge effect on martial arts cultivation!
Everyone was excited, like locusts, plundering into the basin one after another.
Chu Qianye flickered, mixed into the crowd, and entered the basin.
Hum!
At this moment, Chu Qianye's bronze sacred wood suddenly exploded with a powerful breath.
An extremely familiar breath passed from one of the pitch-black stone pillars.
In Chu Qianye's dark eyes, there was a flash of heat...