Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 745

"Your Excellency is so powerful, I have a friend who wants to compete with you, and he will be here soon." The man with the scar was assigned by Qi Cangruo to stop Ye Mao.

Now Ye Mao has not turned his whole body of blood into pure cultivation, relatively speaking, it is easier to deal with.Once he successfully breaks the limit, God knows what this guy will reach.

Therefore, he must be abolished before he breaks the limit.

"I'm not interested!" How could Ye Mao not know what the man with the scar was planning, so he started "Drunken Steps", passed by in a flash, and flew straight to Fengyun Peak.

"Didn't you always hate the disciples of the Qianlong God Sect very much? Let me tell you, grandpa and I are one of them. Come on, let grandpa see what you are capable of, the so-called heir of the godless desolation." The man with the scar passed on to Ye Mao. Provocative.

He wanted to entangle Ye Mao and delay the time, and when the experts he invited arrived, he would definitely destroy Ye Mao.

But Ye Mao was very calm and didn't respond at all.

"Grandson, I might as well tell you, I teach some experts to destroy Kongliu City and Yunshui Treasure Pavilion. Your woman, friends, and everything related to you will all be wiped out from this world." The man with the scar continued. Send a provocative message, "You must be very angry now, come on, come and kill me, you have no guts."

Ye Mao completely ignored it, and when he arrived at Fengyun Peak, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Senior Brother Qi, that grandson is too calm to be fooled at all." The man with the scar said in a low voice, "I think the process of turning into a blood dragon is very dangerous, every step of the way is in crisis, he might be finished, we might as well wait and see."

"We can't pin our hopes on what might happen." Qi Cangruo gave the scarred man a cold look, "The ninja assassins have arrived, and two of them have been introduced into the sect and are coming to the Golden Scale Small Realm."

"When turning into a blood dragon, Wu Xiu almost lost his combat effectiveness, and it is the best time to assassinate him." The man with the scar was delighted.

But he immediately frowned and said in a low voice: "With the guards here, is there any chance for the ninja assassin to get close to Ye Mao?"

"I don't know, so I arranged a double kill." Qi Cangruo smiled sinisterly, "In addition to the ninja assassin, I also arranged for a disciple of my sect, and he is beside Ye Mao."

The man with the scar felt that this was a surefire way to kill, but when he looked at Ye Mao on Fengyun Peak, he felt that he was already a dead man.

Ye Mao cultivated his energy, adjusted his state, waved his hands and fingers, condensed into the Fengyun Talisman in the first layer of Daji Taoism, and drew all the blood from his body into the Fengyun Talisman.

In an instant, the blood squirmed and turned into a golden scale, wagging its tail, struggling to swim towards the sky, every inch of progress needed to use the strength of the whole body.

Ye Mao felt like falling into a swamp, but he had to use all his energy to control Jinlin to face the difficulties, one hundred feet, five hundred feet, one thousand feet...

He was sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked, and his eyes were so soaked in sweat that he couldn't open his eyes.

Finally, Jinlin entered Gangfeng Miaoyun, but it didn't start to transform into a dragon.

"The thicker the blood energy, the more violent the wind and clouds are needed to complete the dragon transformation, but the fierce wind and clouds mean the danger of death." The guardian looked at Ye Mao's blood gold scale and said softly.

Ye Mao also discovered this, controlled the Bloody Golden Scale, and continued to go upstream. In this windy cloud, the Bloody Golden Scale would be attacked from time to time.

And the pain caused by this attack was all reflected on Ye Mao's body, like a thousand blades added to his body, his flesh and blood trembled from the pain, and his teeth gritted "crack, bang, bang, bang".

"It must be successful once..." This thought flashed in Ye Mao's mind, and he persisted, controlling the golden scale of blood to push towards the depths of the wind and clouds.

One thousand feet, two thousand feet, three thousand feet, four thousand feet...

Ye Mao felt that the pain was constantly increasing, every flesh and blood, every bone, even every hair and fine hair in his body was aching.

The pain made him feel that time stopped flowing, the pain made him forget everything, the pain made him feel that everyone in the world was using torture to torture him in different ways.

His eyes became blood red, his face was twisted, his hands grabbed into the stone slab under his body, and his whole body was trembling and holding on in great pain.

Ye Mao didn't even know how long he had persisted, maybe it was the effort of a cup of tea, or maybe it had been several years.

In short, his bloody Golden Scale approached nine thousand feet in the sky.

The mighty wind and misty clouds here are the most powerful and terrifying. In the whistling and fierce wind, there is a sharp blade condensed by the misty clouds, which slashed down.

As soon as Ye Mao's bloody golden scale arrived here, it was torn into countless strands of thin blood.

"what……"

Ye Mao then let out a shrill scream that traveled through the past and present, as if being thrown into a hot oil pan, and the pain reached its peak at this moment.

However, this is only the starting point, and the Golden Scale Transformation Dragon has only now officially begun.

While enduring the pain, he tried his best to control all blood energy gathering.

That wind and misty cloud became the flame of the ice phoenix, and this blood energy desperately gathered together was like a phoenix in nirvana.

It struggled to grow a dragon head, a neck, and scales...

Every step is suffering the pain of being about to collapse. This pain is being infinitely stretched, making people desperate, but they can't give up the thought of giving up.

"Ah...ah..."

Ye Mao kept screaming in pain. This penetrating sound made everyone in the distance feel the pain that penetrated into their souls.

"So far, there are only more than 30 monks who have successfully transformed dragons at Jiuqianzhang, and the number of blood circles of these people eventually exceeded two hundred."

"The pain of nine thousand feet is not something ordinary people can sustain. It is too difficult to get over it."

……

Many people are silently sighing.

At this moment, a kind of gray gas emerged from Ye Mao's body, and this gray gas grew with a destructive momentum, and soon enveloped Ye Mao's body.

"This, this is the fifth eruption of the curse in the legend—the ten-thousand-year corpse gas." Bai Zhenzhen's pupils shrank, "This guy can't be Ye Mao, the descendant of the desolate sage who has been widely rumored recently."

As soon as Bai Zhenzhen's words came out, a storm was set off in Jinlin Small Realm.

"I've seen a portrait of Ye Mao, but it's not like him." Someone questioned.

Someone took out a special spiritual weapon and inspected it carefully, and exclaimed: "That guy is wearing a mask, he must be Ye Mao, the descendant of the Desolate Sage."

"Except for the descendant of the Desolate Sage, who can cause the fifth outbreak of the curse." Some people agreed.

"Ye Mao is in a terrible situation. His cultivation base is suppressed now, and he is still in the blood-melting dragon. He is under the enemy's back and front, and he is doomed."

"It seems that God also wants Ye Mao's life." The man with the scar gloated and laughed.

Qi Cangruo also smiled, he smiled very subtly and cheerfully, and told the scarred man through voice transmission that the two ninja assassins had already climbed Fengyun Peak.

In his opinion, Ye Mao is in a desperate situation, and danger is everywhere, and the god of death is beckoning.

(End of this chapter)