What shocked him was not the simple breath of the dragon, but the Yanjia that suddenly appeared!

That was actually a Yanjia made from the body of a real dragon!

Who can slay a dragon, and who can use the body material of a real dragon to create such a Yanjia?

Such a treasure, not to mention a mere Dragon Realm, is rare even if it is placed in the Blood Realm.

This is by no means something that this world itself has. Even if this world has been born in the Divine Sea Realm, it is not qualified to create such a god.

On the other side, Huang Liang stared blankly at the scarlet figure that appeared suddenly, and sighed inwardly.

Finally... was forced to use this thing.

The dragon seat is in the hands of Lu Ye, he knows it, if his judgment is correct, Lu Ye is the savior who should be calamity, then the dragon seat is the savior of the world, and it is also the means for this world to deal with the disaster, otherwise the dragon seat If it was not born early or late, how could it be born at this time, and it fell into Lu Ye's hands by coincidence.

But from his standpoint, he didn't want Lu Ye to use this thing.

Zhuang Bufan's end is vivid in his mind, how can he use such fetishes to have a good end?

However, when Long Teng's cards were exhausted and there was no way to deal with the catastrophe, the Dragon Seat became the last hope.

So he could understand Lu Ye's choice at the moment.

In the center of heaven and earth, Lu Ye was wrapped in that scarlet and slender figure, only feeling that his mind was rising infinitely.

Whether or not to use the dragon seat is ultimately a choice.

Having witnessed the end of Zhuang Bufan's use of the Dragon Seat, Lu Ye is well aware of the burden that these fetishes place on him.

But compared to Zhuang Bufan, Lu Ye has more confidence in himself.

This kind of confidence comes from his feeling when refining the dragon seat. The whole process of refining the dragon seat was smooth without any hindrance, as if what he refined was not a divine object, but an ordinary spiritual weapon.

In addition, he can always feel that the dragon seat has an inexplicable closeness to him.

So he kept thinking, maybe what the little doctor said was right.

The reason why Zhuang Bufan undertook such a huge load, and died in the end, was because he did not get the approval of the dragon seat, and he could not control the dragon seat. Forcefully mobilizing the power of the dragon seat, naturally there would be no good end.

But if he could get the approval of the dragon seat, the situation would not be so bad.

That's what he said, but Lu Ye didn't dare to try it lightly, so he kept the Dragon Seat in his storage space these days.

Until now!

All of Long Teng's spirit ships burst, and there was no way to pose a threat to the traction altar, and under the influence of the traction altar, the next batch of support from the blood race could arrive at any time.

The Longteng Realm has been driven into a desperate situation, and it has reached a critical moment of life and death.

Without any hesitation, Lu Ye took out the dragon seat and poured spiritual power into it.

The moment the Dragon Seat joined him, Lu Ye understood why Zhuang Bufan only triggered it once, and then exhausted all the oil he had made.

At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in the Dragon Seat, and he felt a tingling sensation from every part of his body.

That is not an illusion, but a real sting!

It's as if countless tiny spikes that are invisible to the naked eye grew out of the dragon seat, piercing from various places on his body. JrNovels.com