1533 Dragon Blood Broken Soul Finger

Broken Soul Finger!

This is a kind of Soul Dao Martial Skill obtained by the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor in his early years. At least he must reach the Daoist Realm, and he can only practice it at the next big realm.

But now it is thrown to Xiao Chen, asking him to learn it now is a bit difficult.

After all, Xiao Chen is now the first small realm of the Daoist Realm, the True Yuan Realm, followed by the Yin Yuan Realm and the Yang Yuan Realm.

It is equivalent to Xiao Chen, who has to cross two realms to learn a martial art.

Xiao Chen thought carefully about the words of the Bloody Dragon Emperor, calmed down and thought about it, the seemingly unkind words of the other party were actually not so unfeeling.

If you really don't like him, you won't hand over the broken soul finger to Xiao Chen, and you won't save him.

In fact, there is no way to do this. If you can’t break the rules, then let’s not talk about saving Kunlun.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to try the mental method of breaking the soul finger.

Soul Dao martial arts consume the warrior's soul power, and a failure will bring harm to the soul.

Especially for someone like him, if he is forced to cultivate, if he is not careful, the damage will be even greater.

If it is not done well, it is also possible to become a fool directly, or to lose your soul.

In the message given to him by the Bloody Dragon Emperor, there was an explanation that he could only bear three failures at most.

After three times, take another risk. Once you fail, you will damage the source of your soul and it will be difficult to recover.

"The first step is to mobilize the soul power!"

Xiao Chen worked his mind slowly, and with the deepening of his mind, he found that his thoughts were a little dissociated from his physical body.

A taboo-like power in the body was mobilized by him, and the sky and the earth were surging.

A powerful aura erupted from him, this aura was several times stronger than his Daowei.

The wind was howling, and the clothes were rattling. At this moment, anyone in the Kunlun Realm standing in front of Xiao Chen would feel the trembling from the depths of his soul.

"The second step is to gather soul power!"

Concentrating the soul power, this step is the most critical, if it cannot be condensed, the soul power will have no power, and it is even more impossible to release it.

Whoosh!

With the concentration of soul power, invisible storms appeared in the sky, gathering in the clouds.

A bolt of lightning was torn out, making a loud noise that touched the soul.

Puff!

Before there was a hint of joy on his face, Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his soul power dissipated from his hands like water.

In the sky, all the visions disappeared, and the terrifying momentum disappeared.

Summarizing the experience of failure, Xiao Chen took a short break and started the second attempt.

This time, the soul power was condensed smoothly, but in the third step, when the soul power was released, something went wrong.

As a result, the soul power backfired, and Xiao Chen felt that his soul seemed to be falling apart, his whole body was weak, and his spirit was exhausted to the extreme.

"Come again!"

After resting, Xiao Chen immediately failed for the third time, this time he could only succeed but not fail.

Inside the blood-colored dragon seal, the blood-clothed dragon emperor? The dragon emperor did not fall asleep, but stared at Xiao Chen intently.

"It's a terrifying talent for the soul path. It's only two attempts, and it's reached this point. The soul power is amazingly strong, much stronger than I was back then."

The Bloody Dragon Emperor muttered to himself: "Perhaps, it should have something to do with the secrets on him."

While thinking about it, Xiao Chen's third attempt officially started.

The first step, mobilizing the soul power, was successfully completed!

The second part, soul power condensed, was successfully completed!

The third step, releasing the soul power, was successfully completed!

There is still one last step left, one drop of dragon blood. The dragon is one of the most powerful tribes in the prehistoric era, and it has been passed down to the present. Millions of years later, the dragon blood is like the blood of a myth.

Although the pure-blooded dragon family is not there, Xiao Chen's Qinglong bloodline is a top-notch eight-colored product with extremely high quality.

A drop of top-quality green dragon blood is enough to increase the power of this soul-breaking finger by ten times.

Without dragon blood, the power of the Soul Breaking Finger would be mediocre.

Xiao Chen, who successfully released the soul power to his fingertips, his heart broke open, and a drop of heart blood melted immediately.

The fingertip of the index finger of the right hand radiated a blood-colored ray, and the whole world became blood-colored under this ray.

What's even more strange is that under the radiation of the blood, even the inside of stones and grass can see clear lines.

"Are you going to succeed?" The blood-clothed Dragon Emperor felt a little excited in his heart, but suddenly his face changed slightly: "No, the dragon blood and soul power have not been fully integrated."

boom!

A blood-colored light beam engraved with dragon patterns shot out from Xiao Chen's fingertips, but halfway through the light beam, it suddenly disintegrated and disappeared into the invisible.

Xiao Chen was not injured this time, but his face was full of disappointment, "How could this happen? It was clearly successfully cast, but why did it still disintegrate? No, I have to try again."

Wow, the space in front of him was suddenly distorted, Xiao Chen was directly pulled into the space of the blood-colored dragon seal, and saw the blood-clothed dragon emperor again.

"Don't try, you have already failed." The blood-clothed Dragon Emperor said expressionlessly.

Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "I want to try again, otherwise, I will definitely succeed this time."

"What if it fails? You're going to die badly, are you sure you want to try?"

"I'm sure, that's all I can gamble on."

The Bloody Dragon Emperor sighed silently in his heart, he was really stubborn, just like himself back then.

Perhaps, he can really recreate the extinct lineage of the Azure Dragon. [,! ] revived.

Just like him back then, with his own strength, he revived the entire declining dragon clan.

"Okay, try it, I won't stop you. But I really have to sleep for a while, next time you wake me up after you surpass the real world. Remember, make good use of your blood power, it is a A great fortune."

After the Bloody Dragon Emperor finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and then disappeared in front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen returned to reality, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this blood-clothed Dragon Emperor is really an interesting person.

He criticized him fiercely, but when he was really about to fall asleep, he didn't mention it at all. After he failed, he didn't want to pass on his words.

"The third failure should be due to the incomplete integration of dragon blood and soul power, so we have to find a way."

...

On the other side, the battle at Kunlun Mountain has reached its final juncture.

Under the leadership of the demon god, the army of demons is violently attacking Kunlun Mountain again and again, and there is a possibility of rushing to Kunlun Mountain at any time.

Once this last line of defense is lost, what awaits the warriors from the Kunlun Realm will be a one-sided massacre.

The demon god, the ancestor of the protoss, the ten thousand year demon corpse and the clone of the founder of the Valkyrie Palace.

It has an innate advantage of being invincible, no matter what kind of injury it is, it cannot cause fatal injuries to him.

It will recover soon, but looking back at the three trump cards in the Kunlun world, the avatar of the founder of Wushen Palace, the light is getting dimmer and dimmer.

The patriarch of the god race is full of scars, and looks like he will fall down at any time.

Only the ten-thousand-year demon corpse is in the best situation because of its physical advantage.

Seeing the three cards, Ying Zongtian and Qitian Shenhuang, who were suppressed by the demon god and fought with the earth demon emperor, shadow demon emperor and other demon world supremes, showed a hint of helplessness.

Whoosh!

The clone left behind by the founder of Wushen Palace suddenly began to flicker, and his figure became thinner and thinner.

Ying Zongtian's face changed drastically: "Oops, the time is almost up."

The moment the voice fell, this clone disappeared.

The fragile balance was interrupted in an instant, and the Demon God laughed loudly: "You old bastard, you can really die for me!"

Boom!

The blood burst out, and the ancestor of the god race who had supported for a long time finally couldn't hold on, and was blasted out, splashing out a bloody light.

With the accumulation of injuries, the breath of life continued to weaken, and the essence of life floated in the air.

"Old ancestor!"

The God Emperor Qitian cried out in despair, the ancestor blessed the God Race generation after generation, but this time he completely died in his generation.

With the three trump cards, there is only one ten thousand-year-old demon corpse left, which is still struggling.

Kunlun Mountain will soon fall, but Xiao Chen is still making his last attempt.