Chapter: 1766

There are many blood races around who are about to move around, and they are all horrified when they see this scene.

Cultivator Long Teng didn't know the strength of the captured blood clans, but the blood clans did.

How could such a strong man be caught like this without any reaction?

However, the facts were right in front of their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made them even more creepy happened. Lu Ye just shook his hand, and the strong blood clan man held by him heard a series of crackling sounds from his whole body, and his whole body became like noodles. soft.

When Zhuang Bufan forcibly activated the power of the Dragon Seat, killing the elders of Tianhe Sect was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Now Lu Ye barely got the Dragon Seat's recognition, and if he could control part of its power, the power he could display was even stronger than Zhuang Bufan back then.

So what if it is a strong blood clan with a true lake background? Don't say that he can only display the strength of the Yunhe Realm now, even if there is really no limit to the world, if he exerts his full strength, he may not be the opponent of Lu Ye today.

The improvement that the dragon seat brings to a monk is terrifying and unimaginable. Only by wearing it on your body can you gain insight into the power of this divine object.

The strong blood man was thrown aside by Lu Ye, and his vitality quickly dissipated.


Near the Dragon Seat, all the creatures of the two races lost their voices.

The difference was that all the blood races were frightened, while Brother Longteng burst out with hope.

The three-foot-tall scarlet figure, like a long knife, broke through the haze that shrouded their hearts, allowing them to see the dawn of victory.

"Destroy the altar!" Huang Liang's roar came from high in the sky.

However, after Lu Ye killed the vampire who rushed over to seek death, he stood there without moving, as if he didn't hear Huang Liang's cry.

"Destroy the altar! Destroy the altar!" Huang Liang hoarse.

Lu Ye was indifferent.

It's not that he didn't hear it, and it's not that he didn't know that the altar was going to be destroyed at this moment, but... the Dragon Seat consumed him too much!

Simply wearing this Yanjia, he consumes about 80% of his strength, including not limited to his own spiritual power, the power of blood, and the power of soul...

And with the passage of time, his own strength is still passing away, but it is not as terrifying as before.

Taking action just now is not only a last resort, but also a deterrent!

Thanks to Zhuang Bufan's demonstration of the power and danger of the dragon seat under his nose, Lu Ye swallowed a large amount of elixir and five drops of soul water before inspiring the dragon seat.

At this moment, his stomach was buzzing, and the Taotie meal was operating with unprecedented efficiency, turning the medicinal effect of the panacea into spiritual power, and supplementing the consumption of the soul with the power of soul water.

Barely able to keep up with the devouring consumption of the dragon seat, there are still some supplements.

But he still didn't dare to act rashly, simply standing here, he could accept the consumption, but if he took action, the consumption would only be greater.

He is now conserving and accumulating his own strength, and he is also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that can ensure that the altar will be destroyed with one blow!

He was secretly terrified in his heart, he was recognized by the dragon seat, and the consumption was so terrifying, it is understandable that Zhuang Bufan forcibly controlled the power of the dragon seat, and he would end up like that.

In front of the altar, a three-foot-tall scarlet figure stood tall, with a wild and violent aura permeating the whole body, like a sleeping dragon, in a state of sleepiness.

Huang Liang's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, but after seeing that Lu Ye did not move, he realized that something was wrong.

There must be something wrong with Lu Ye! JrNovels.com