Chapter 1614 The Blue Dragon Reappears, Follow It to the Death

"what happened?!"

Everyone's complexion changed drastically.

Especially the Milong clan, their faces were ashen. The sacred elephant they worshiped for millions of years suddenly collapsed in front of their eyes, as if their faith had been broken, and they all stayed on the spot, at a loss as to what to do.

The patriarch of the Milong Clan looked in horror, and in his eyes of despair, a trace of shock and hope suddenly flashed. A powerful and unparalleled dragon energy shot out from the broken statue, as if a real dragon was conceived and born.

Ye Cheng asked in surprise, "The inheritance was successful?"

Adair's complexion changed drastically, and an inexplicable bad feeling emerged in his heart.

"Boom!"

The sacred image was completely shattered, and countless ancient breaths exploded. The body of the sitting dragon finally returned to heaven and earth, turned into dust and melted into the lake water, and ceased to exist.

Under the dilapidated conditions, what appeared in front of everyone was a brand new green dragon.

The body is thousands of feet long, with shining scales, and a pair of golden dragon eyes are full of anger and majesty. Under the four claws, it tramples on the void, thousands of miles in an instant, as if it can squeeze time and space at will, and travel through the past and the present.

Huge dragon energy gushed out from the dragon, suppressing the entire water area.

Suddenly the green dragon clenched its claws, and thousands of green lights condensed on the fist, turning into a dragon seal and shooting out. Countless blue characters flickered on the dragon seal, exuding a breath of destruction.

"not good!"

Adair yelled out in shock and roared, "Yang Qingxuan!"

Although there was a green dragon in front of him, but the endless hatred made Adair instantly sense that the person in front of him was undoubtedly Yang Qingxuan.

And that punch that overwhelmed the world and suppressed the world contained great power to destroy the world, and even he, who was in the realm of the king, couldn't help but tremble.

"Impossible! How could it be so strong?!"

Adair was terrified, and hurriedly withdrew his bloody palm, and grabbed it to the side suddenly, a burly body was grabbed by him without any resistance, and blocked in front of him.

"Hey! Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The person who was arrested was Calvin, who was frightened out of his wits by the dragon's fist, and hurriedly begged Adair for mercy.

But Adair didn't pay attention to it, fearing that he would escape, not only grabbed him tightly, but pushed him forward.

"Boom!"

The huge dragon fist struck, like a comet, sweeping across the bottom of the lake.

Adair and Calvin were instantly annihilated under this punch.

Immediately, the entire lake exploded, and the lake water turned blue, turning into a huge pillar of water light, soaring into the sky.

Everyone was illuminated by the cyan brilliance of this punch, and under dozens of faces, all showed terrified expressions.

With the countercurrent of the lake soaring to the sky, the sun shone down, shot into the bottom of the lake, and shone on everyone.

"Boom!"

The aftermath of the punch was still vibrating at the bottom of the lake, splitting the entire lake in two, splitting countless tributaries again.

After the light of the fist was annihilated, everyone looked in horror. Calvin had been annihilated without a single hair left. There were large cracks on Adair's body, and blood burst out one after another, and he was severely injured.

"Go, go!"

Adair yelled in horror, forcibly pressed the wound, took a deep breath, and then turned into a light and fled into the sky.

The people of the Shura clan were taken aback for a moment, and each of them was trembling with fright, and hurriedly followed.

Immediately, the entire bottom of the lake was flickering with light, and they fled to the surface of the lake.

A warrior of the Milong tribe shouted: "Kill! Don't let them escape!"

An Qiluo said anxiously: "Stop chasing them, let them go. Even if they catch up with us, they won't be able to beat them."

The martial arts cultivators of the Milong clan were stunned for a moment, and each of them lowered their heads like defeated roosters. What An Qiluo said is indeed true, do you want to chase after her and die?

The arrogance of the Milong clan was instantly shattered.

The patriarch of the Milong tribe forcibly propped up his injured body, and looked forward tremblingly, "Qinglong...Master Qinglong Holy Spirit..."

With the body of a thousand-foot-long dragon, after swinging a punch, the violent breath in his body was suppressed.

And the body began to shrink continuously, and finally reached three or four feet long and wide, cruising around in the air, and transformed back into Yang Qingxuan's real body.

"Hey!" Ye Cheng and Ye Wucha, who had always held illusions that the one who got the inheritance might be Wenren, lost all illusions at this moment, turned around and left in a panic.

Yang Qingxuan raised his eyes, glanced at them lightly, and did not pursue them.

In fact, there is no power to pursue at all.

Qinglong's inheritance almost completely destroyed his physical body, and then reshaped him into a dragon body. Even so, the berserk power still had nowhere to vent, and it swept out into a dragon fist, which removed most of the power of inheritance.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan, although his appearance looks golden, seems to be descended from a god.

In fact, he lost all strength, and his body was in a trance for a few times in the air, almost falling down.

Ziyuan, being the heart's soul, immediately sensed Yang Qingxuan's condition, flew up into the sky, and supported him, thus avoiding falling.

An Qiluo was taken aback, looking at a stunning woman standing beside Yang Qingxuan, she felt inexplicably lost in her heart, as if there was a void in her heart.

"I have seen Lord Holy Spirit!"

The patriarch of the Milong clan knelt tremblingly and bowed to the ground.

The martial cultivators of the Milong clan, including An Qiluo, all hurriedly knelt down to worship in horror.

With Zi Yuan's support, Yang Qingxuan flew down and said: "Everyone please get up quickly, I am ashamed."

The patriarch of the Milong clan still knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "In my lifetime, I can see the Holy Spirit come again, and I will die without regret."

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the old man, and said: "Master Patriarch, get up quickly, I see that your body is weak, it seems very weak, it seems... you should heal your injuries quickly."

An Qiluo was shocked, and crawled over on her knees, supporting the old man. When I touched it, it was soft, as if the muscles had turned into cotton, and I couldn't help but said in surprise: "Patriarch, your body..."

The patriarch of the Milong Clan chuckled twice, and said: "It's okay, I can't live anymore, but my mission is over. From now on, you must follow Master Qinglong Holy Spirit with all your heart, and you will never change your resolve."

There were crying sounds behind the old man, and An Qiluo couldn't help crying even more.

"Lord patriarch, don't worry, we will swear to follow Lord Holy Spirit to the death, and we will never change our resolve!"

The patriarch of the Milong Clan showed a slight smile, looked at Yang Qingxuan, and bowed deeply.

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and wanted to help the old man, but suddenly his hand stopped in the air, and he slowly retracted it, sighing: "The patriarch has passed away."

In the Milong clan, there was a sound of wailing.

Yang Qingxuan also looked a little lonely.

Ziyuan helped Yang Qingxuan aside, and said with concern: "Your body is also very weak, take a good rest."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, then sat cross-legged on one side, swallowed a few pills, and began to practice.

Numerous martial arts runes flashed in my mind, the first half of which I had already mastered by heart, the key is the second half of the words, one by one, like a drum at dusk and a bell in the morning, hitting my heart.

//Finally obtained the inheritance of martial arts and transformed into a real dragon. Guess how far Yang Qingxuan's realm will break through? On the WeChat public account (taiyiss), you can vote for guesses and write down your own guesses. The plot of the next chapter will have a result, let's see if everyone's guess is right :)