Chapter 2435: Golden Dragon Battlegear

The Taikoo Yanlong, one of the ten dragon clan, is said to be a clan of dragon veins. It is said that the length of the dragon is ten thousand feet long.
The dragon race has always been one of the most mysterious races reported.
At present, the first-class races that Mu Yun knew about, such as the Qilin Clan, the Five Spirit Clan, the Soul Clan, and the Phoenix Clan, were not as powerful as the Dragon Clan to a certain extent.
It's just that the current dragon race is divided into ten veins, which is probably not as strong as it was back then.
But even so, every vein is dominating one side, which is enough to see the deep-rooted and powerful dragon clan.
"call……"
He closed his eyes slowly, and between his palms, the two dragon scales became hot at this moment.
The hot breath flashed into Mu Yun's body, and with a flick of smoke, the two dragon scales turned into two streams of heat and directly rushed into Mu Yun's body.
Now Mu Yun's body is extremely powerful.
Soul and soul, new temper, is the holy spirit recognized by heaven and earth!
And the physical body has been greatly tempered every bit.
It can be said that if one of his vellus hair is put into the current human world, it can make the entire human world fight frantically. Even the ancestor god, holding a single hair of him, can dominate the entire human world.
This is the power of the holy position, and the so-called divine realm in the human world cannot be compared at all.
In other words, the gods in the human world are just gods that humans think of themselves.
In the Canglan Ten Thousand Realms, the holy throne, the throne, the noble throne, and even the master, those gods and emperors, every step of them is recognized by the heavens and the earth, and they have achieved great fame.
This is a huge difference.
Throughout the ages, no one can resist the power of heaven and earth.
Slowly, the hot and dry breath spread through the body, and Mu Yun gasped for breath.
This dry heat is completely different from the scorching heat of Yuan Huo.
The source fire is too hot, but it can only regulate the pain of the body, but the hot dragon breath contained in this dragon scale can regulate the anxiety of the mind.
Burning, as if not only the flesh, but also the mind.
Mu Yun's face was pale and terrible at the moment.
Suddenly, he only felt that he was standing in a sea of ​​fire, tied to an iron frame, with endless fire whips coming from one whip to whip.
And the whip struck not only his body, but also his soul.
This painful taste is almost broken.
Mu Yun's whole person is almost completely lost in this piece of world.
"Hey, my dragon's breath is not so easy to absorb?"
"Hey, ignorant, if my dragon clan dragon scales are so absorbed, wouldn't my dragon clan child be chased by many people?"
"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and I am looking for death!"
The overcast voice approached Mu Yun one by one, trying to swallow Mu Yun's will.
"is it?"
Mu Yun snorted: "I have not only swallowed the breath of your Primordial Flame Dragon, but also other dragon breaths."
"Just let the horse come here!"
"court death!"
The cold voice suddenly sounded, and the roaring crackling sound rang out. In an instant, Mu Yun felt that on his head, a dragon claw crashed down and grabbed his head directly.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, the dragon claw paused, and the scratches stopped in front of Mu Yun's head, motionless.
"That is……"
The dragon's claws trembled suddenly, and suddenly horrified: "Ancestral Dragon breath, Ancestral Dragon breath...Impossible...Impossible...How could you have Ancestral Dragon breath in your body?"
"what……"
The horrified roar and anger sounded alternately, gradually, the sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
At this moment, Mu Yun felt that a figure appeared above her head. The figure covered the sky and covered the sun. The light was so bright that it was impossible to see the true face.
...
Slowly, Mu Yun opened his eyes, sweating, and dampening his clothes.
"Just... what's going on?"
Suddenly, he seemed to see a dragon full of flames, grabbing at him, but under the huge shadow of speechlessness, the dragon disappeared.
It seems like his illusion.
"Zulong..."
Mu Yun couldn't help groaning.
He had indeed obtained a drop of Ancestral Dragon essence blood from Xie Qing, but the essence and blood had already been digested cleanly in the God Realm.
But what happened to the shadow that appeared?
"Leave these aside for now!"
Mu Yun exhaled and looked at his body.
"It seems that this refining takes less time than I thought."
Mu Yun slowly said: "Let's look at how much this dragon body has increased this time!"
The hands suddenly clenched, and a battle armor suddenly appeared on the surface of the body.
On the surface of the battle armor, golden lines appeared, like a flowing water nebula, floating out of dust.
Mu Yun gently stroked the battle armor with his palm, only to feel a trace of hot air permeating his body.
"This is a promotion..."
Mu Yun muttered to himself: "I will call you the Golden Dragon Armor in the future!"
This armor is no longer a pale yellow color, but a golden color.
The change of color represents a great increase in defense.
"Two dragon scales, with such changes, if there are more dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon blood nourished in the future, how should it be?"
Mu Yun's heart became more and more heated.
Slowly, leaving the scroll of the gods, Mu Yun let out a sigh of relief.
The armor was put away, and the surface of his body was just a black gown.
"I just don't know how much the defense of this armor has been increased."
"Brother Mu!"
A voice sounded, and Feng Yuer hurriedly came right now.
"what happened?"
"When Cai Shen led people to look around, he found a group of people."
"Who?"
"Ling Che!"
Feng Yu'er cautiously said: "Ling Che took some disciples from the Necromancer Guild, in a valley not far away from us, it seemed to be plotting something, sneaking."
Lingche!
Hearing this name, Mu Yun's mouth raised slightly.
"It just so happens, I really want to find him."
Lingche is the Young Master of the Necromancer Guild, and his own Saint King's extreme position cultivation base is incredible.
The most important thing is that he is not sure if the woman caught by the Holy Spirit's union is Miaoxianyu.
Although it was the news from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Mu Yun really couldn't believe it at all about the unpredictable force of Heavenly Secret Pavilion.
He still remembered that when the battle with the bloodlord ended in the human world, it was also that day in Jige, a strange man named Wang Jiantong, with all the major forces, took his nine wives away.
Thinking about it now, Mu Yun still has a deep defense against Tianji Pavilion.
This kind of force that seems to know the secrets, mysterious and unpredictable, can't help but beware.
If what was caught in the Necronomicon Guild was really Miaoxianyu, then it was not only the Necromancer Guild that he would definitely kill, but also the Dan Emperor Mansion would not escape.
In the past, Emperor Dan’s Mansion took away Miao Xianyu and Meng Zimo, but now Miao Xianyu was arrested. There must be some connection between them.
But only by seeing Miao Xianyu can he know what happened.
"just in front!"
Looking ahead, Feng Yuer whispered: "These guys have been inside for a long time, and they seem to be planning something."
"Want to know is it not easy?"
Mu Yun smiled slightly: "Just go in and take a look."
Feng Yuer was startled, but then nodded.
She is now in the realm of the holy king, and Mu Yun can be described as invincible in the realm of the holy king.
The two are enough to subdue Lingche.
At the same time, inside the valley.
After Ling Che held his hands, he stood still between the valleys.
"Young Master, you are already ready!"
A disciple stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
Ling Che nodded, looked ahead, and said, "Lao Ye, it seems that only the last three places are left?"
"Ok!"
Beside Ling Che, an old man with white beard and hair nodded.
"In this Kunxu Canyon, there are about 108 places. We have basically made plans. The last few presidents will improve them. Then, with Kris as the foundation, we can motivate The strange beasts in the Kunxu Gorge have directly beheaded everyone, using their blood as a guide, the spirit of Pangu True Fire will definitely appear."
"At that time, if you collect the spirit of Pangu True Fire, you can harvest Pangu True Fire!"
Lingche smiled slightly: "I can't wait to see their desperate expression when they die."
"Hey..."
Several people around also smiled.
"Unexpectedly, your Necromantic Guild and the Dwarves, fighting such a plan, it is really a big hand!"
A laugh sounded at this moment.
Mu Yun walked out step by step, looking at Ling Che and others.
"It's you!"
Seeing Mu Yun, Ling Che even saw a killing opportunity in his eyes.
"Do you know him?" Old Na Ye asked in surprise.
"It was him that was overcast at the beginning, which caused Ling Yuan to die, Ye Lao, kill him!" Ling Che didn't talk nonsense.
"Try it!"
Feng Yuer also stepped out at this moment, looking at everyone in front of him.
"Feng Yu'er, you really have reached the realm of Saint Emperor."
Lingche snorted: "Since we know our plan, let's not let you run away. Today, this place is your tomb. Sooner or later, you will die!"
"is it?"
Feng Yu'er snorted: "I didn't expect your Necromancer Guild to be so brave and want to wipe out all the forces in the Eastern Region. It seems that you should be like Lost and go to death!"
Lost is dead!
Ling Che was taken aback.
"I think you are too confident."
Lingche calmed down, and with a wave of his hand, Old Ye directly shot out.
Lost is dead, it is very likely to die in the hands of Feng Yu'er, after all, the Saint King realm, even if the Saint King is strong, it cannot resist.
It was absolutely impossible for him to think that Lost was killed by Mu Yun.
After all, the last time I saw Mu Yun, he was only in the realm of the Saint King.
"Boy, without Feng Yu'er, what are you?"
"Oh?"
Mu Yun smiled and said: "It seems that I should have said to you, without the Necromancer Guild, you are Lingche, what is it?"
"court death!"
Ling Che dropped his words and slapped Mu Yun directly with a palm.
In his eyes, Mu Yun is nothing but an ant, and he has received some help from the Sky-Eyed Profound Snake Clan. Now he wants to show off his power in front of him, which is like a clown.
"Maybe you are looking for death!"
Mu Yun was not afraid, and directly greeted him with a punch.
boom……
In an instant, powerful fluctuations swept across.
"Holy King's extreme position!" Ling Che's eyes were cold.