Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 362

With Lingshu, the big nanny, everyone just healed their wounds and adjusted their breath very quickly.

Although Xiao Liu and that Senior Brother Yan looked miserable and embarrassed, they were just skin wounds and did not hurt the foundation.

With the assistance of the top healing pills, they recovered very quickly.

"Junior Brother Long, thank you for your kindness. This Dark Dragon Bow is considered my senior brother, and I borrowed flowers to present it to Buddha."

After Hong Tiandu and others were beheaded, all the treasures on their bodies were left behind.

Among them, the most precious is none other than the top-grade magic weapon—the Underworld Dragon Bow.

Xiao Liu and the others knew that Long Hao had also majored in the supernatural power of archery, and with the cooperation of this bow, his power would definitely increase greatly.

"Then I won't be polite." Long Hao took it with a smile, held it in his hand, and suddenly felt a terrible breath of death revived, so violent, it was really difficult to control like a dragon.

"Hmph!" Long Hao snorted angrily, and activated the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Art, a huge and pure dragon power was released immediately, instantly suppressing the will of the demon dragon within.

In front of the chaotic ancestor dragon who created the world, everything in the world must bow its head.

"Okay! With this high-grade bow, my Ancestral Dragon Piercing Arrow will definitely be able to explode with a power comparable to that of a great supernatural power, or even stronger."

After mastering the refinement easily, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Long Hao's mouth.

"Senior Brother Xiao Liu, share these things with everyone." After putting away the Dark Dragon Bow, Long Hao glanced at the storage bags floating in the air and said with a smile.

"You don't want it? There are still a lot of hunting points here." Feng Yang said in surprise.

They are not afraid of life and death, why did they come to such a cruel battlefield?
Isn't it just to get demon hunting points and become a core disciple?
To put it bluntly, here, demon hunting points are more precious than any panacea, magic weapon or spirit stone.

Hundreds of experts from the two holy places have accumulated a lot of demon hunting points, at least tens of thousands, and the number of spirit stone pills is also not a small number.

"No need."

Looking at the surprised crowd, Long Hao shook his head, and said with a mysterious smile: "After everyone divides it up, it will be used to improve their strength. Next, we will make a big one!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

They understood Long Hao's meaning, and their hearts became hot and excited, and they no longer refused, and after each took what they needed, they began to practice intensively.

I want to improve myself as much as possible in the shortest possible time.

"Where's my cat's?" Long Xiaomiao's face drooped when he saw that everyone had divided up all kinds of treasures in a blink of an eye.

Long Xiaomiao's character is that he never does business at a loss, so he put in a lot of effort in this battle, okay?

"Hehe..." Looking at Long Xiaomiao who was playing with his temper, Lingshu covered his mouth and chuckled, then raised a storage bag in his hand: "I can't do without you, the potions and magic beads are here."

Long Xiaomiao's eyes lit up, and she rushed over in an instant, hugging the storage bag with a smile and not letting go.

……

After a whole day of practice, everyone has more or less improved a lot.

Their talent and accumulation are not lacking, but they have been hunted down by the two holy places before, and they have no kung fu practice to improve, and now they can be regarded as a lot of accumulation.

At this moment, a majestic aura emanated out, and they all became high-spirited.

"Let's go, let's go and kill those scumbags from Zixiao and Sixiang Holy Land!" Xiao Liu aggressively walked ahead to open the way.

After his physique was awakened again, his strength was greatly enhanced, and the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time finally burst out.

The others were also excited and had been suppressed and hunted down before.

With so many brothers from the same sect dying before his eyes, this account had to be settled.

Unlike the excited crowd, Long Hao remained calm on the surface, but his heart began to boil: "It's time to start!"

His goal is the same as everyone else's, only bigger and crazier.

I didn't say it for the time being, because I was afraid of shocking everyone.

……

Zhuo Xingwen is a contemporary arrogant figure in Xiaoyao Holy Land. His cultivation has reached the peak level of the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm. He is definitely a top-notch powerhouse on the battlefield of the core disciple assessment.

A man and a woman following behind him also have the cultivation base of the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm, and their strength is not weak.

Recently, the three of them have been traveling across the archipelago, hunting down the abyssal demons, and collected a lot of demon hunting points.

Of course, when they met disciples from other holy places, they would not be merciful, and would decisively take action to snatch them.

There is no way, most of the abyssal demons have been lurking recently, but occasionally there are one or two demon teams that are alone, most of them are low-level demons below the demon generals, with little effect.

Recently they drifted to Tianmang Mountain, and happened to meet six disciples from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.

Both sides had the same purpose, and started fighting without saying a word.

But Zhuo Xingwen and the others were stronger, and quickly swept away the six Heavenly Sword disciples, looting all their demon hunting points.

However, Zhuo Xingwen did not kill the six Heavenly Sword disciples.

There is no deep hatred between the two parties, it is just a competitive relationship, far from the public and personal hatred between Yaoguang and Zixiao Holy Land, where fire and water cannot be tolerated.

Of course, the main reason was that Zhuo Xingwen was quite confident in his own strength and was not afraid of their revenge at all.

"Hey, these Heavenly Sword disciples are not weak, and they have collected more than 8 demon hunting points."

Zhuo Xingwen held the bronze token in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze quickly, he quickly grabbed the treasure gourd pinned to his waist, and swept across behind him.

A bright sword light erupted, tearing apart a huge gully in the mountains in the distance.

The other two were startled, but when they turned their heads to look, they found that there was nothing behind them.

However, following the void, it trembled slightly, and ripples like water ripples spread, and then a petite figure appeared, which was a fat white cat.

"It's a pity, meow."

The white cat looked remorseful, and was carrying a shining gold brick.

They instantly understood that the white cat was trying to slap them on the back, and their expressions turned gloomy. "Worthy of being one of the top five powerhouses in the Holy Land of Freedom, his perceptual ability is really sharp." A laugh full of teasing smack came out.

But the laughter seemed to come from outside, mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhuo Xingwen remained calm in the face of danger, he held the gourd tightly and said vigilantly: "He Fangxiao is young and hasn't shown himself yet?"

"as you wish."

The sound, far and near, was very strange.

But soon, there was a ripple in the void, and a young man in white robes holding a golden knife walked out of it. Although he had a handsome face, there was always a smirk on the corner of his mouth, giving people a hint of evil feeling.

(End of this chapter)