Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 143: The Power of the Seventh War Elephant, Enlightenment of the Power of the Dragon
The powerful master of the Great Tianlong Temple, the master of ordination, has fallen!

A powerful warrior in the late Xiantian realm couldn't withstand a single blow from the Qin villain!

"Buddha, look, there are evildoers here..."

"Master uncle has passed away to the Pure Land—"

The monks from the Datianlong Temple all retreated wailing.

The warriors in the rear no longer dared to stay and all fled in panic.

Legs are always more honest than mouths.

In just a moment, there was no space in front of Zhang Yuan.

He slowly turned around and looked at the Xiantian realm monk standing on the bridge with a Buddhist staff in his hand.

"Evildoer, evildoer..."

The monk in the Xiantian realm opened his eyes wide, gritted his teeth and cursed, then flew up.

"Bam—"

In the river, the body is tossed by the waves.

"Evildoer, evildoer..."

The waves flow away with the sound.

escaped.

Zhang Yuan looked at the blood on the stone bridge, sheathed his two swords, strode to the front of the corpse, and held the dragon scale in his hand.

By using this item, one can directly possess a trace of the power of the dragon when passing on the ring.

If it were an ordinary late-stage Xiantian realm cultivator, he would not be able to withstand the power of the dragon at all.

The power of the soul penetrated into the dragon's scales, and a hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes.

This dragon scale is not an ordinary scale, but the only reverse scale on the body of a dragon.

The soul of a dragon is sealed in this scale!
Although the Jiaolong is not a dragon, it is also a dragon beast. When in its prime, its body has a strength of 300,000 kilograms.

Even if only the soul is left, half of the strength can be gathered.

If the body of Chuanjie could bear the full power of the dragon soul, he could really fight against Zhang Yuan.

This piece of dragon scale is comparable to the dragon arm armor in Xiaotianlong Temple.

I'm afraid that he brought this thing with him during the ordination ceremony just to deal with the Buddha Wu Kuang of Xiao Tianlong Temple?

"Om-"

As the innate true energy in the palm was infused, a trace of information came from the reverse scales.

The dragon soul frantically wanted to break through the dragon scales and devour Zhang Yuan's blood and true essence.

To transmit the ring and stimulate the power of the dragon soul in the dragon scales is to offer one's own qi, blood, spirit, and true essence.

Does this mean that Zhang Yuan also needs to sacrifice his true essence and blood?

Just to exchange power for the remaining soul of a mere dragon?

Although Zhang Yuan's physical strength has not yet reached the level of a dragon, he has already condensed the seventh war elephant.

Not to mention the remaining soul of a dragon, what would it matter even if a dragon in its prime was in front of him?

"hold head high--"

Zhang Yuan did not move. A roar came from the scales in his palm, and the scales instantly became hot.

Zhang Yuan let go of his hand, and the dragon scales floated. A shadow of a dragon emerged, swelled up against the wind, and turned into a ten-foot-long one-horned green dragon beast. It roared and pounced towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan took a step forward, flew up, and kicked up with his right knee.

Divide the golden knee.

"Bam—"

His knee hit the jaw of the Green Dragon Beast, and the huge dragon head was raised high, and its body was unstable.

Zhang Yuan reached out and grabbed the scales on the dragon's lower jaw, and with both arms exerted force, threw it directly from the stone bridge into the river.

Before the dragon could roll over, Zhang Yuan stepped down and stepped heavily on its neck.

Behind him, the shadows of six war elephants appeared.

Three hundred thousand pounds of force concentrated in one kick!
"Click——"

The dragon's body was broken into two by a single kick.

It's just a remnant soul!

"Bam—"

The originally green dragon body disappeared in an instant, and then with a roar, it penetrated Zhang Yuan's body directly like a whirlwind.

The methods of immortals and demons, taking over the soul!
This dragon spirit is about to take over Zhang Yuan's body!

As his spirit entered his body, Zhang Yuan's body stiffened and he fell into the river.

Instead of drifting with the waves, it fell directly into the water ten feet deep like a thousand-pound boulder.

With his feet on the bluestone at the bottom of the river, Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, with a gleam of light in them.

At this moment, a force that seemed to be about to explode was flowing through his body.

The soul of the dragon, the power of the dragon.

The power of the dragon rushed towards Zhang Yuan's dantian, and as it traveled along his meridians, it tried to break Zhang Yuan's meridians, but found that Zhang Yuan's meridians were stable and did not move at all.

In just a moment, the dragon shadow rushed into Zhang Yuan's dantian.

The dragon shadow came to Zhang Yuan's dantian, eyes widened and trembled.

Zhang Yuan's Dantian was as vast as the sea. A golden relic shone with golden light, and a golden-blue golden elixir rose and fell, swallowing and spitting out light and shadow. The dragon shadow turned to escape, but was imprisoned by the golden light from the relic.

The surging true energy in the dantian swept over and engulfed the dragon shadow.

This is to use true essence to refine the power of the dragon!

Long Ying knew that he was in danger, and with a long roar, he separated into a faint golden shadow. In a flash, it emerged from his dantian and rushed directly towards Zhang Yuan's mind.

This is the real possession!

Before, the remaining soul of the dragon was reluctant to give up its dragon power and only wanted to occupy and control Zhang Yuan's body.

It was not until this time that he chose to truly devour Zhang Yuan's soul with his soul, and then control Zhang Yuan's body.

The stability of this body and the strength of its cultivation were beyond the imagination of the remaining soul of the dragon.

"Roar--"

With determination, the shadow of the remnant soul rushed into Zhang Yuan's mind.

In the world of cultivation, the brain is called the sea of ​​consciousness, which is the place where the soul resides.

When the remaining soul of the dragon rushed into Zhang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, a slight smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's lips.

A golden light curtain directly enveloped the remaining soul of the dragon and dragged it into it.

chaos.

In terms of soul defense, there is probably nothing stronger than chaos.

Zhang Yuan crushed the bluestone at the river bottom with one foot, rushed out of the river and landed on the stone bridge.

The dragon spirit in his mind was consumed by the chaos. Apart from a few hundred beads of insight, he unexpectedly contributed the dragon cultivation method to Zhang Yuan.

Smell the clouds and fog.

This method is to practice by drawing the power of water veins.

The Jiaolong is a water-based monster with a trace of the blood power of the Tianlong.

It takes some time to refine the dragon power in the dantian.

Zhang Yuan stood on the stone bridge, pressing the hilt of the sword with both hands, his true energy surged, and clouds swirled around him.

With the cultivation method of the dragon, it is easier to refine the power of the dragon.

Moreover, the accumulated demonic energy beads can be used to nourish the power of the dragon.

Zhang Yuan discovered that with the nourishment of the demonic energy beads, he could refine the power of the dragon faster.

The power of the dragon was drawn into his body bit by bit, and Zhang Yuan felt his physical strength rising again.

"boom--"

The seventh war elephant suddenly took shape.

Standing in place, feeling the power of the dragon, the invisible energy outside Zhang Yuan's body attracted the surging water power in the river under the stone bridge.

With the help of Jiaolong's cultivation method, Zhang Yuan finally mastered the Dahe swordsmanship and Dahe boxing taught by Liang Qiyuan and integrated them into his own Shanhe Movement.

The river beneath his feet seemed to oscillate slowly with his breathing.

If a Grandmaster arrived at this moment and saw this scene, he would definitely exclaim in surprise.

Enter the Tao.

This is the sudden enlightenment that is hard to come by in the Grandmaster realm.

Once you have an epiphany, spring comes and flowers bloom.

……

On the stone bridge of Tongyuan Town, a man stood with two swords.

No monks from Liangyuan area on both sides of the river dared to approach.

Even the powerful late-stage Xiantian realm masters of the Great Tianlong Temple have perished here. Who dares to come and die?

Five days.

Zhang Yuan guarded the stone bridge alone for five days.

On the morning of the sixth day, when the sun was rising, Zhang Yuan slowly raised his head.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Footsteps were heard from dozens of miles away.

The sound of those footsteps felt gentle, yet it shook the mountains and rivers.

One person's footsteps are like ten thousand troops.

Grandmaster.

Only a master can draw the power of the great way into his body and have such a vision.

The Grand Master of Datianlong Temple has arrived.

"Master, I'm glad I'm not late."

Behind him, at the bridgehead, Ding Yuan clasped his hands together, his face solemn.

Beside Ding Yuan, the Buddha of Xiaotianlong Temple, Wu Kuang, and several monks stood upright, their aura no less than Wu Kuang's, standing quietly.

"Donor Zhang, today we will stand shoulder to shoulder with you to face the Grand Master of the Great Tianlong Temple."

(End of this chapter)