Chapter 3235 Traces of the Ancestral Dragon Veins

You are really weak!

Hearing this, Huang Wujiang felt like he was suffocating for breath, his blood was gushing all over his body, and his face was extremely red from holding back!

He is one of the five great saints of the human race, how could he be weak?

But now, Xiao Fan is holding his neck with one hand. No matter how much he struggles, it is meaningless. If this is not weakness, what is it?

In an instant, all the pride in Huang Wujiang was shattered, and he kept asking himself, why!

Why are people from this small area so powerful that even the aura of the Holy Son of the Human Race has been taken away from him?

"Don't use your stupidity to challenge my patience." Xiao Fan spat out a few words lightly, and threw Huang Wujiang more than ten feet away like trash, sliding far away on the ground before stopping.

After that, Xiao Fan left without looking back.

Huang Wujiang was shaking violently all over. He never dreamed that he would be so vulnerable in Xiao Fan's hands.

He obviously still has a lot of trump cards that he hasn’t revealed yet!

A flash of panic flashed in Lord Huang's eyes. Xiao Fan was so terrifying that he didn't even dare to avenge his son's murder, lest he get involved with their Huanglong tribe.

"The people who entered the Dragon Realm in the past were not so strong?" Lord Huang was also very puzzled. According to the ancient records of their tribe, the monks who entered the Dragon Realm in the past were generally only at the level of Huang Wujiang.

But now, Huang Wujiang was subdued with one move, and the difference in strength was too great.

Bai Mo and the others did not hesitate to follow Xiao Fan's footsteps. They had seen the strength of the top forces in the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm, but it seemed like nothing more than that.

Gong Zilong walked at the end, looked at Huang Wujiang sympathetically, and said indifferently: "There are more than 2,000 people on the Ten Thousand Races Genius List. Is he very strong? Not long ago, Long Youyu was also defeated at the hands of Young Master?"

After saying that, Gong Zilong tossed his robe and left, but his words resounded in Huang Wujiang's ears like thunder.

"Long Youyu?" Huang Wujiang's pupils shrank suddenly. Isn't Long Youyu the nineteenth on the list of geniuses of all races? He was the king of a past era.

He was also defeated by Xiao Fan?

"Long Youyu fell from the 19th to the 20th. Could it be that he was defeated by Xiao Fan?" Huang Wujiang couldn't accept this fact, and then checked it on the Ten Thousand Races Genius List.

However, he did not see Xiao Fan's name. Instead, he saw a few familiar words: Jian Hongchen.

Huang Wujiang trembled violently all over. He vaguely remembered that Xiao Fan's other alias was Jian Hongchen.

In fact, Huang Wujiang had seen the words Jian Hongchen a long time ago, but he just didn't want to think about Xiao Fan, thinking that this must be another person.

After all, he was one of the five great saints of the human race, and he only ranked more than 2,000. How could Xiao Fan surpass him?

Therefore, Huang Wujiang always thought that Xiao Fan was not even included in the list of geniuses of all races, so he naturally did not take Xiao Fan seriously, and he also developed an indescribable sense of superiority.

Even asking Xiao Fan to kneel in front of Lord Huang and apologize is considered to be a sign of respect for Xiao Fan.

"Haha~" After a long time, Huang Wujiang smiled sadly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, looking very sad and miserable.

The feeling of being stepped from the clouds into the ground is not an ordinary discomfort.

However, Xiao Fan and the others had already gone far away. After fighting against these people from the Wild Dragon Tribe, Xiao Fan and the others also had a general understanding of the strength of the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm.

At least, with the strength of their group, they shouldn't have to be too afraid of the natives here.

On the contrary, what they should worry about is the people who came in with them, such as Long Youyu and the others, who are the most terrifying.

"Sir, boy, I feel the breath of the Ancestral Dragon Vein." Xiao Fan and the others were looking for the Ancestral Dragon Vein, when suddenly Zi Ruxue's excited voice came from his mind.

"Oh?" Xiao Fan lit up slightly, and then followed Zi Ruxue's guidance and quickly moved in one direction.

Bai Mo and the others don't know why, but now that they have recovered their cultivation, it doesn't matter to them, at least they don't have to be afraid of the existence of those insects and beasts.

A few hours later, Xiao Fan and others galloped hundreds of thousands of miles before stopping at the top of a mountain peak.

"What a rich spiritual energy!" You Jiuming took a deep breath and exclaimed.

"It's not the energy of the gods, it's the energy of the dragon's veins!" Qinglongyun narrowed his eyes, with a hint of enthusiasm flashing in his eyes.

In front of them, an ancient mountain range lay, with towering ancient arts, lush greenery, and bluegrass everywhere, creating a vibrant scene.

Between the mountains, wisps of smoke evaporate and rise, adding a bit of elegance and mystery to the mountains.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and he seemed to see a divine dragon soaring in the clouds, with great power.

"The energy of the Ancestral Dragon Vein is really the energy of the Ancestral Dragon Vein!" In Xiao Fan's consciousness space, Zi Ruxue was inexplicably excited, "Quick, Xiao Fan, let me go."

Xiao Fan frowned and hesitated slightly. Although his relationship with Zi Ruxue had been relatively harmonious these days, he was still really afraid of Zi Ruxue's revenge.

"Don't worry, I swear to God, if I take revenge on you afterwards, I will be punished by heaven and earth, and I will not make any progress in my cultivation." Zi Ruxue naturally knew Xiao Fan's worries and hurriedly swore to God.

"Two skills are not enough to exchange for an ancestral dragon vein." Xiao Fan smiled.

"You are just raising the price!" Zi Ruxue said angrily, then he flicked his fingers and shot two more rays of light into the eyebrows of Xiao Fan's soul: "I only have so many ancient methods and ancient techniques, if I add more, they will be gone."

"I'm just talking, I didn't ask you to give me ancient methods and techniques." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and with a thought, a purple stream of light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows, and then fell into the earth below.

Everyone looked surprised when they saw this, but Bai Mo suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Fan: "Boy, was that just now?"

"Just a self-righteous old guy." Xiao Fan waved his hand and said indifferently.

Although he also wanted to seize the spirit of the Ancestral Dragon Vein, it was a pity that he could not capture the Ancestral Dragon Vein at all, and it would be a fantasy to get it.

Moreover, even if he got it, he couldn't refine it at all. At most, he could only absorb and refine some ancestral dragon energy.

This was also the reason why he agreed to Zi Ruxue and Mo Longzi so readily. It was more practical to exchange something that was of little use to him for some substantial benefits.

Bai Mo knew that Xiao Fan didn't want to say this in front of so many people, but he did see that the purple light was a powerful soul.

"Should we go or wait?" Bai Mo frowned and stared at the mountains ahead.

"Although we can't get the Ancestral Dragon Vein, You Mo and Qinglong Yun can." Xiao Fan smiled slightly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Xiao Fan in horror, staring at the dense mountains ahead.

Even the White Demon couldn't calm down anymore and couldn't help but said in surprise: "You won't tell me that the Ancestral Dragon Vein is here, right?"