Chapter 901 Chilong Martial Spirit

"Ah"

At this moment, along with the blast of Lan Tiansheng's fist, a white dragon about five or six feet long suddenly rushed out from his crown.

The white dragon was covered with hard scales the size of a palm, and the dragon whiskers on both sides of its mouth naturally drooped down. Its eyes were wide open, piercing with a majestic aura that looked down on the world, making people want to kneel down.

"Oh my God, could this be a real dragon martial soul?"

"This is definitely a real dragon martial soul, not an ordinary dragon martial soul, because I have seen a dragon martial soul before!"

"Real dragon martial soul, that is a real dragon martial soul, known as the best king among martial souls, and there are very few martial souls that can compare with it!"

"Seventh grade! Lan Tiansheng's real dragon martial soul has reached the seventh grade, completely surpassing Hu Lieshuang's previous sixth-grade peak martial soul, the purple spirit fox!"

As soon as this white dragon appeared, it immediately caused a huge commotion at the scene.

All the faces showed incredible expressions, staring at the amazing white dragon rushing out of Lan Tiansheng's head.

You know, in this era, the real dragon is a powerful monster that only exists in legends, and there are only a few powerful monsters that can rival it.

When Lan Tiansheng's real dragon martial spirit appeared, many warriors present instantly sensed a sense of fear in their martial spirits, and seemed to be trembling constantly.

At this moment, even Xuan Mohai and the other two on the high platform were a little restless.

The three of them stared at the white dragon roaring above Lan Tiansheng's head, clenched their fists, and showed a trace of tension on their faces that could not be concealed.

"Tsk, it's just a seventh-grade Chilong martial spirit, the weakest variety among the real dragon martial spirits!"

At this moment, a disdainful whisper suddenly sounded in Chu Tian's ears.

Chu Tian asked hurriedly, "Master, what is Chilong?"

"Hehe, there are many varieties of true dragons. It is said that dragons give birth to nine sons, each of which is different. In addition, dragons are lustful and mate everywhere, leaving countless descendants of sub-dragon bloodlines!"

"In the dragon clan, Chilong refers to young dragons with weak strength. Generally speaking, Chilongs are weak and have no horns on their heads!"

Soon, Ba Lao's chuckle came out.

"Oh, no horns on the head?"

Hearing this, Chu Tian hurriedly looked at the top of the white true dragon martial spirit not far away. Sure enough, he did not see any dragon horns, and he could not help but believe it in his heart.

Although Chilong is only the weakest dragon species in the dragon clan, it is still a true dragon after all. Its power and potential are definitely far beyond that of ordinary monsters!

For many years, Lan Tiansheng has been able to sit firmly in the top position of the young generation in the wasteland, and it is indeed not in vain!

"Ah!"

After the Chilong martial spirit appeared, it raised its head and roared several times, then shook its head and tail, and suddenly turned into a white light, directly merging with Lan Tiansheng's high-speed right fist!

Boom!

In an instant, Lan Tiansheng's entire right arm turned into a white mini-Chilong, rolling up the airflow, breaking through the void, and slamming head-on into the black drumhead!

Boom!

In an instant, the head of the white mini-Chilong hit the drumhead of the Desolate Demon Drum hard, and a shocking drum sound instantly spread out!

This drum sound was so shocking that it suddenly shocked the hearts and brains of the people present at the same time, and almost fell to the ground on the spot!

"Good!"

On the high platform, Lan Cangfeng stood up suddenly and shouted, his excitement was beyond words.

The three Xuan Mohais on the high platform all had gloomy faces and clenched fists, looking like they had lost their parents.

Puff!

The moment the sixth drum sounded, Lan Tiansheng immediately spurted blood and flew backwards. After landing in a mess, he took several steps back before he could stand firm.

"With the sixth drum sound, Lan Tiansheng has truly secured his position as the leader of the younger generation!"

"Yes, six drum sounds and five drum sounds are not the same concept at all. This Lan Tiansheng is a real dragon!"

"Last time, Lan Tiansheng struck five drum sounds and brought out three demon spirit life fruits. This time, he struck six drum sounds. I wonder how many demon spirit life fruits he will bring out?"

Although they had expected Lan Tiansheng to successfully strike six drum sounds, when it really became a reality, everyone's faces still showed an unconcealable shock.

Hu Hanxiao and the other two who had successfully struck five drum sounds before, now looked at the blue figure in the field and smiled bitterly with helplessness.

No matter if you are a human-demon hybrid, or an ancient Confucianist or Taoist, or an ancient body-refining practitioner, facing Lan Tiansheng's seventh-grade Chilong martial spirit, you simply cannot compete with it!

Li Mingjiao stared at Lan Tiansheng at this time, nodded secretly, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, okay"

Lan Cangfeng on the high platform was smiling at this time, nodding repeatedly, looking at his adopted son, how he looked at him, how he liked him.

After successfully knocking out six rings, Lan Tiansheng did not quickly leave the center of the martial arts field as everyone expected, but raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood there, and slowly closed his eyes.

"This"

"Could it be that after Lan Tiansheng successfully knocked out six rings, he is preparing to try to knock out the seventh ring?"

"Damn, he is not satisfied with the six rings, and he wants to knock out the seventh ring?"

"Once the seventh ring is successfully knocked out, I am afraid that no one will be able to challenge Lan Tiansheng's position as the first person of the younger generation!"

"Yes, six rings is no longer the same concept as five rings, let alone seven rings!"

After seeing Lan Tiansheng's strange movements, countless whispers instantly broke out among the crowd present.

"Tian Chu, be prepared. Once Lan Tiansheng successfully strikes the seventh ring, you immediately walk up to Lan Tiansheng, kneel down and apologize to the other person for your previous arrogance and rudeness, and ask for his forgiveness. !”

At this moment, Xiao Hu's low voice sounded in Chu Tian's ears.

After hearing the message, Chu Tian remained motionless, without even looking at Xiao Hu. He didn't respond at all, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

"Tian Chu, you are so damn deaf that you didn't hear what I was talking to you!"

When Xiao Hu saw this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"You silly thing, get out!"

Hearing this, Chu Tian finally reacted, turned his head and cursed, then returned to his original standing posture.

"What did you say, little beast? How dare you scold me!"

When Xiao Hu heard this, he became angry immediately. Veins popped out on his face. He clenched his fists tightly and looked at Chu Tian with blazing eyes.

Unfortunately, the only person who responded to him was an indifferent figure.

"Okay, okay, little beast, you are indeed tough enough. When Lan Tiansheng hits the seventh ring later, I will see how tough you are. Don't be so scared that you kneel down and beg for mercy, crying for father and mother! "

Xiao Hu gritted his teeth tightly, laughed angrily, and then looked at Lan Tiansheng in the field again.

In the center of the martial arts arena, Lantian Sheng stood alone, standing on the ground with his eyes closed, looking like a human sculpture.

However, the people present, all the warriors who have reached the level of the Death Mysterious Realm, can more or less sense that there seems to be an astonishing aura rising continuously in Lan Tiansheng's body!

On the high platform, Xuan Mohai and the three of them were staring at Lan Tiansheng who was standing in the middle of the field. Their expressions were not just gloomy, but almost turned into a dark pot bottom.

Once Lan Tiansheng succeeds in knocking out seven rings, it will be a fatal blow to the main city controlled by the three of them!

Guanlan Cangfeng, on the other hand, was leaning against the seat with his legs crossed and a smile on his face, looking calm and relaxed.

No matter whether Lan Tiansheng can knock out the seventh ring next, he will be the big winner in this demon-instilling ceremony!

At this moment, his mind has begun to secretly think about how to maximize the use of Lantian Sheng's trump card to attract more young and powerful warriors from the other three main cities!

In the center of the martial arts arena, Lan Tiansheng stood motionless. For dozens of breaths, the aura in his body continued to rise rapidly, and finally reached a peak state!

"Ouch"

When the aura in Saint Lantian's body reached an unprecedented peak, he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. It didn't sound like a human voice at all, and suddenly turned into the sound of a dragon's roar!

boom!

The moment the dragon's roar came out, countless dazzling white lights immediately appeared on Lan Tiansheng's body, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but close their eyes slightly.

The next breath, everyone opened their eyes again, only to see Lan Tiansheng disappear!

"Ouch"

Only a seven to eight-foot-long white chilong appeared on the martial arts field. It let out a dragon roar, shook its head and tail, and with a terrifying aura, it crazily crashed head-on into the desolate demon drum a few feet away!

hiss!

After seeing this, many people widened their eyes and took a slight breath.

Is this the real trump card of Lan Tiansheng? He can completely activate his seventh-grade Chilong martial spirit and directly integrate it with the martial spirit, instantly making his own strength skyrocket!

"Um?"

At this moment, Chu Tian stared intently at the white chilong that was rushing towards the Desolate Demonic Drum. For the first time, his face hidden by the mask showed a solemn look.

After one breath.

In everyone's sight, the long white dragon on the martial arts field passed through the void at high speed, and hit the black drum head of the Desolate Demon Drum head-on!

Boom

Suddenly, the black drum surface shook slightly, and there was a sudden stop of half a drum sound!

Although it was only half a drum sound, in everyone's ears, it was like a summer thunder that suddenly exploded next to their ears, causing everyone's bodies to tremble violently and a deep feeling in their hearts. A sense of fear.

puff!

In one breath, the white chilong was so shaken that it exploded and turned into nothing. Immediately, a blue figure spat out a large amount of blood, flew out upside down, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The drums sounded six and a half times!

After seeing this scene, everyone present could not help but freeze their eyes for an instant, with a hint of weirdness on their faces.

Chu Tian nodded secretly at this time, and there seemed to be a warm flame slowly burning in his eyes.