Tian Yuan

Being soaked in a pool of blood is a torment every moment.

Chen Qingyuan closed his eyes tightly, and occasionally frowned, which meant that the pain suddenly became intense.

Every inch of skin seemed to have been cut open with a sharp knife, sprinkled with honey, and eaten by countless ants, causing pain and itching.

As time went by, the pain slowly increased.

In this regard, Chen Qingyuan did not utter a single cry, and his willpower was astonishing.

Ten days later, the time is ripe.

An Xiruo has always been by his side, knowing how painful the process of refining the emperor's bones is, and she is distressed and worried.

"Brother, be prepared."

Taking out the piece of Emperor Longjun's bone, An Xuruo took it seriously.

"Ah."

Chen Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and responded, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Om-"

The dark black emperor bones bloomed with little stars, and there was a dragon's power coming out, and there were emperor patterns lingering.

"Edict!"

An Xuruo formed a seal with his hands, letting the emperor's bones float in front of him, and used various secret arts to connect the emperor's bones with Chen Qingyuan.

Making sure it was correct, he gently pushed the emperor's bone towards Chen Qingyuan who was in the blood pool with a tap of his right index finger.

The Emperor's Bone floated over and first stayed for a moment at the center of Chen Qingyuan's eyebrows, blending with it according to the law, so that there would be no rejection.

"call out"

Then, the emperor's bone went down, opened Chen Qingyuan's chest, and got in.

"boom"

Chen Qingyuan could no longer be as calm and calm as before. His facial expression was slightly ferocious, veins popped out, and his eyes were densely bloodshot. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a single sound.

The power of the Emperor's Bones poured into Chen Qingyuan's body in an instant, invading every inch of skin and bones, and even his soul.

How could Chen Qingyuan, who was already seriously injured and had yet to recover, withstand the power of the laws of the ancient dragon bone.

Sometimes it was dark, and he could faint at any time.

However, Chen Qingyuan was very aware of his situation. Once he fainted, the situation would be out of control, and his body would most likely be exploded by the power of the Emperor's Bone, or he would be forcibly stopped by An Xiruo, losing this opportunity.

Relying on his unyielding will, Chen Qingyuan managed to survive without falling into coma.

The consciousness is in a dissociated state, and the soul seems to be squeezed into a ball, with a sense of urgency that it is about to explode.

There was a huge blood hole in his chest, and blood was flowing out.

This blood pool was carefully crafted by An Xiruo. It contained many rare medicinal materials in the world, which was of great help to Chen Qingyuan's foundation repair.

Chen Qingyuan seemed to be integrated with the blood pool, constantly absorbing the supreme medicinal power.

His vision was blurry, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled by some unknown force.

"bass"

This time, in the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan saw the scene ahead clearly, and no longer felt that unusual fatigue and pain.

However, the scenery ahead is no longer that of a small bamboo house, and An Xuruo is nowhere to be seen.

"This is where?"

Chen Qingyuan's heart tightened and he did not dare to walk casually. He looked around cautiously.

The road ahead is wide, the floor is paved with jade, and there are countless huge pillars standing on both sides, as if they are holding up the entire sky.

At the front, there is an extremely splendid palace.

No words can describe the majesty of the palace. It is like a fairy palace, sometimes covered by clouds and mist, and cranes soaring.

Every precious stone inlaid in the corner of the hall blooms with soft glow.

The walls are engraved with Dao patterns from the ancient times. A trace of veins can suppress the people and subdue the heavens.

Like the palace gate of a huge mountain, tightly closed.

Chen Qingyuan stood at the starting point of the white jade stone slab, looked at the ancient palace, and was shocked in his heart.

Just based on the picture, it seems like a mortal in this world looks up and sees the Immortal Palace hanging high in the sea of ​​clouds, in two different dimensions, out of reach.

"The power of the Emperor's Bone Law allowed me to see the Dragon Lord's Palace in the past."

Chen Qingyuan was startled for a moment and quickly realized his situation.

If you want to successfully refine the emperor's bones, you must go to the high hall and prove that you are qualified.

Anyone else would have been shocked by the scene in front of them, not to mention that when they reached the heights of the Dragon King Palace, they would not even be able to take the first step out.

"It's really oppressive, but to me, it's all false."

I once stepped on the sacred bridge, beheaded the emperor's corpse, and peeked on the other side.What Chen Qingyuan experienced was far more terrifying than that of Dragon Palace.

However, that was Chen Qingyuan at his peak.

Now, his body is covered with scars. Even though he has a fearless heart, he is still a mortal, and he needs to be careful with every step he takes.

"clatter!"

After calming down a little, Chen Qingyuan stepped forward with his left foot.

The slight sound of landing was particularly clear in this silent atmosphere, turning into ripples that vibrated in all directions.

Suddenly, a cold wind started.

Then, the ground shook.

Thousands of silver-armored soldiers stood on both sides of the road, holding spears in their hands, looking heroic and mighty.

The illusory armor should be the guard in front of the palace of the ancient dragon king. He once fought with the king in the eight wastelands. The armor is stained with a trace of the holy king's aura, and it is menacing.

Chen Qingyuan glanced ahead, his heart sinking, and it was difficult to move.

The phantoms of countless soldiers and armor appeared, causing Chen Qingyuan to pause for a moment before continuing to move forward with a dull look in his eyes.

He stared straight ahead, not caring about the power of the soldiers coming from both sides.

On this road, even if there are many murderous intentions, it cannot stop my will to move forward.

"Da da da......"

Every step he takes is as steady as a mountain.

The ancient dragon king's palace has a staircase of about ten miles from the front door.

Ten miles of road seems like a separation between heaven and earth.

What Chen Qingyuan has to do is to break the shackles of heaven and earth and inherit the emperor's bones as a mortal.

Ordinary people want to ascend to the throne.

Throughout history, such a thing has rarely happened. As for success, it may have happened in an extremely long time ago, but there is no record of it in ancient books.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of war drums came from nowhere, resounding in every corner of his consciousness, constantly beating Chen Qingyuan, trying to force him out of the path to becoming a king and force him to give up.

However, Chen Qingyuan is determined and has no hesitation.

"If the other shore is not sealed, the sacred bridge is not broken. With my ambition, how can I need the dragon bone?"

Chen Qingyuan shouted in his heart, expressing his dissatisfaction with the laws of heaven and venting the unwillingness hidden deep in his heart.

Staring at the ancient Dragon Lord's palace in front of him, Chen Qingyuan clenched his fists and walked firmly step by step.

The cold wind cannot disturb his will, and the power of the king cannot hinder his ambition.

If you want to refine the bones of the Dragon King, you must prove that you have the qualifications to be a king.

The blood of ants cannot tarnish the emperor's bones.

Although it is made of mortal blood, this blood is precious and not weaker than that of the ancient emperors.

If you don’t believe it, you can peek into the long river of history and you will get the answer.

"I didn't ask for that position."

"The more God refuses to give me, the more I want to rob him!"

"Using the emperor's bones to reshape the foundation is just to save time. Blending with me will not humiliate you, let alone taint you."

Chen Qingyuan climbed up the steps from the front door step by step, and gradually approached the palace gate, full of pride and aura.