Except for the monks who fled into the Medicine Valley before, the other monks have never been in contact with the blood race, but in recent days, everyone has heard the news about the blood race and knows the strange secrets of the blood race, so many people have looked nervous.

On the buildings and boats, the masters comforted the disciples and stimulated their fighting spirit, and Kang's passionate voices kept coming and going.

"Little friend, when the battle starts, it will be extremely chaotic, so be careful." Huang Liang turned his head and warned Lu Ye.

Having already decided in his heart that he was the one who saved the world, Huang Liang naturally cared more about Lu Ye's safety than anyone else.

Originally, he didn't want to bring Lu Ye to such a dangerous place, but after thinking about it, if Lu Ye was really the one who saved the world, no matter where he was, he would definitely be involved in this storm.

Rather than letting him stay in Medicine Valley, it is better to put him under his nose, so that if there is any danger, he can take care of it.

"Junior, take note." Lu Ye nodded.

After a moment of silence, Huang Liang warned softly again: "Don't use the dragon seat lightly!"

If Lu Ye is really the one who saves the world, then the dragon seat must be the means of saving the world, and it is the response method of the dragon's interface to face the catastrophe, but the dragon seat is too harmful to use.

Zhuang Bufan's end, Huang Liang is clear, Lu Ye is only at the sixth level of Yunhe now, once he uses the dragon seat, he may die immediately.

Lu Ye nodded.

I can't help but recall the previous scenes in my mind.

Before Zhuang Bufan died, he handed over the dragon seat to him. Naturally, he has not been idle these days and has been studying this fetish.

Faintly, he had a feeling that the dragon seat had some natural intimacy with him.

He didn't know if Zhuang Bufan had this feeling when he owned the Dragon Seat, and he has no place to ask now, but it is very likely that he didn't.

The little doctor said that Zhuang Bufan didn't get the Dragon Seat's approval, so he couldn't control it. Forcibly acting on it would cause great harm to himself.

But what if it can be recognized by the Dragon Seat? Is it possible to control it?

Lu Ye didn't dare to try. If things were not what he thought, rashly trying would only make his situation worse.

The reason why Zhuang Bufan was on the verge of running out of energy was because after he got the Dragon Seat, he aroused its power and wanted to see what it was, but that time, he didn't use it for battle...

In the past few days, Lu Ye would try to refine the dragon seat whenever he had free time, and the progress was very smooth. This fetish did not reject his spiritual power at all, but felt that he could not wait to accept it.

As of today, Lu Ye has completely refined the Dragon Seat, ready to arouse its power at any time.

This is undoubtedly good news for him, no matter how bad the situation is, he has a trump card that he can use after all.

The fleet continued to move forward, and quickly crossed dozens of miles.

There is no mobilization before the battle. What should be said has already been said before departure. Facing an invading enemy like the blood race, there is only one thing that Brother Longteng needs to do.

kill!

Kill all the blood races, then the crisis of Long Teng can be resolved.

As the distance got closer and closer, many Long Teng monks all secretly stimulated their spiritual power, ready to go.

Five thousand feet, three thousand feet, one thousand feet...

The unique face of the blood race has clearly entered the eyes of Brother Longteng.

Accompanied by an ear-shattering buzzing sound, the building where Lu Ye was on shook suddenly, and a beam of light as thick as a bucket struck forward like a wandering thunder. JrNovels.com