The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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The power of the ancestral veins is of great use no matter in the three realms of the mortal stage or the realm of the gods.

It's just that the ancestral veins are divided into ranks, and after reaching the level of the immortal, it is undoubtedly more difficult to improve the realm.

There is a huge gap between each realm of the Xianzun level, even if it is the same realm, it is divided into three, six or nine.

The power of many ancestral veins is just to make people improve in the same realm.

At least in this remote southern region, Yu Wencheng has never seen the power of urging the ancestral veins before being able to directly raise a small realm in the Immortal Venerable.

What's more, the small realm that Yun Xiao has ascended at this moment is not the ordinary Xianzun realm. It is the first watershed of the Xianzun level, and it is a chasm that many cultivators cannot cross over their entire lives.

The gap between the third-rank Immortal Venerable and the fourth-rank Immortal Venerable is much larger than the gap between the highest sacred realm peak and the first-rank Immortal Venerable.

Generally speaking, the fourth-rank immortal vun is as simple as the third-rank immortal vengeance, just like an adult dealing with a child. Relatively speaking, the gap between the fifth-rank immortal vun and the fourth-rank immortal vun is not that big.

This is also the reason why Yu Wencheng was so confident before.

Based on his cultivation base of the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable, Xu Chen, who cleaned up the fourth-rank Immortal Venerable, might have to spend some effort, but to clean up the Yunxiao of the third-rank Immortal Venerable, it seemed to him at most one or two tricks.

But now, the weird young man in coarse clothes in front of him, relying on the strength of his ancestral veins, to make up for the chasm and chasm, which was beyond Yu Wencheng's expectations.

In fact, if it were during the Battle of Guanyun City, even if Yun Xiao had the power to urge the ancestral veins, it might not be able to break the shackles of the third-rank immortal venerable and break through to the fourth-rank immortal venerable.

This is the most recent period of time, Yun Xiao has acquired Yun Changtian's memory inheritance, and has a brand new understanding of Xianzun's rank.

Moreover, after refining the Thousand Fetal Blood Pills, the cultivation level has been improved, and only then can he rely on the strength of the ancestral veins to go further.

This is also the reason why Yunxiao dares to enter Zhenyunzhuang with the courage of the art masters.

Otherwise, he was just a cultivator of the Third-Rank Immortal Venerable, how could he dare to trespass into the Dragon Lake Lair when he knew that Zhenyun Zhuang might have the fifth-Rank Immortal Venerable?

"Tsk tsk, the power of the Fourth-Rank Immortal Venerable is really not comparable to the Third-Rank Immortal Venerable!"

Under Yu Wencheng's sluggishness as if he had seen a ghost, Yun Xiao was also familiar with his soaring strength. He was deeply moved, and at the same time he finally understood what this sky-grass gap meant.

This seemed to be a reborn upgrade, and it was also a feeling Yun Xiao had never felt after breaking through to the Immortal Venerable rank.

If it is necessary to have it, it can only be traced back to the time when the Dragon Emperor City of Nine Dragons, relying on the power of the blood of Nine Dragons, forcibly upgraded from the fake fairy to the fairy product. Once again.

This is a kind of sublimation of energy, and it is not comparable to the promotion of ordinary first-rank to second-rank immortal, or second-rank to third-rank immortal.

Yun Xiao felt that he was more than twice as powerful as the previous third-ranked Immortal Venerable peak. Even when faced with a fifth-ranked Immortal Venerable, he had infinite confidence and confidence in fighting against it.

"Humph, even if it's a fourth-grade immortal venerable?"

After a brief shock, Yu Wencheng finally recovered his calm.

After all, he was the cultivation base of the fifth-rank immortal venerable, and he was a small realm higher than the middle-rank immortal venerable.

At most, it is more troublesome. Although Yu Wencheng has fought less in recent years, he has experienced a lot of battles in those years. Those fighting experiences will last forever in his mind, just dig it out.

Huhuhu...

At the same time that Yu Wencheng's cold snort fell, Yun Xiao had already moved, and saw a huge thunderwing dragon soaring above the sky of Zhenyun Village between his handprints.

"Roar!"

When this majestic dragon roar uttered, the black-clothed guards of the First Grade Immortal Venerable outside all had the urge to soften their knees and couldn't help but want to kneel to the ground.

With the improvement of Yun Xiao's cultivation level, or the assimilation of Nine Dragons bloodline, the thunderwing dragon vein technique he displayed has become more and more like the real Nine Dragons.

Even Yu Wencheng of the Fifth-Rank Immortal Venerable, under the awe of this dragon roar, felt a little swollen in his head, which shocked him.

Fortunately, the Fifth-Rank Immortal Venerable is not just a decoration. Yu Wencheng, who shook his head, quickly calmed down. Similarly, the seal of the hand changed rapidly, and the air around his body was surging again.

After a while, on the sky in front of the Thunderwing Dragon, a huge whisk appeared, as if covering the sky, covering half of the sky, and confronting the Thunderwing Dragon.

With the wafting of those dusty threads, it seems that even the air in the sky is flowing strangely at this moment, making the Thunderwing Dragon a little uneasy and some provoked anger.

"Roar!"

After another dragon roar, the silver wings of the thunderwing giant dragon shook, and Yao Jiaolong's body stretched across the sky, and its power was extremely shocking. Under the wingspan, it seemed to envelope the entire Zhenyun Village.

"Scatter!"

Seeing the thunderwing dragon pounced, Yuwen in the sky made five fingers, and then the huge whisk seemed to have received some kind of instruction.

Countless silk threads also expanded instantly, looking like a large white net.

"bundle!"

Another cold shout came from Yu Wencheng's mouth, and then the dusty threads grew crazily, and in a blink of an eye they became hundreds of meters long, and then the entire body of the Thunderwing Dragon was wrapped in it.

"Haha, Yun Xiao, no matter how powerful your pseudo-dragon is, you can't escape the shackles of this village owner's "Dust Silk Clouds"!"

Seeing that the Thunder Wing Dragon was in full control, Yu Wencheng couldn't help but laughed up to the sky, and then under his right hand, the white dust silk thread that wrapped the Thunder Wing Dragon closed instantly.

"Roar!"

The thunderwing dragon made a roar for the third time, but it looked a little dull under the restraint. The struggling dragon's body was restrained tighter and tighter until it could not move.

"Yun Xiao, it will be your turn next time. You can imagine the taste of your body being squeezed!"

Yu Wencheng was a bit complacent, and the strength in his hands continued to increase, and the power of those white dusty threads was also getting stronger and stronger. Later, the Thunderwing Dragon was even going to be overwhelmed.

"Hmph, you are too high on yourself!"

As Yu Wencheng's voice fell, a sneer appeared on Yun Xiao's face.

Hearing him coldly snorted, and then stretched out his right hand, a small blue flame mixed with golden two colors appeared out of thin air between his five fingers.

"Huoqi!"

Yun laughed and snorted, and then the colorful flame at his fingertips went without wind, as if there was an invisible force, rushing toward the thunderwing dragon through the sky of Zhenyun Village.

boom!

After a while, the Thunderwing Giant Dragon, which was bound by countless white silks, did not break free from the shackles of the dusty silk threads, but on its dragon body, a layer of the same colorful alien flame suddenly appeared.

Chaos child fire!

Obviously Yun Xiao used the Chaos Subfire at this moment, and it was not a single Chaos Subfire, but an alternative Chaos Subfire fused with three attributes.

The extreme fire of the earth, the extreme fire of gold and the extreme fire of water are fused with each other. The pulse energy blessed by the Yunxiao Primordial Yulong Jue is displayed. Its power is many times stronger than that of a single chaotic subfire.

This is by no means a simple addition such as one plus one plus one equals three. Every time Chaos Zihuo merges with one more type, its power will rise geometrically.

It is impossible to imagine that if the five chaotic sub-fires are completely integrated and turned into a real chaotic fire, it is not known how destructive the power will reach.

Now only the three chaotic sub-fires have merged, and the power that can erupt is enough to shock Yun Xiao's heart, at least not what the so-called dusty cloud can bear.

"I can't help myself!"

It is ridiculous that Yu Wencheng at this moment is still very confident in his dusty clouds.

The seemingly ineffective body attack was actually blessed by the whisk of a middle-grade immortal implement, and its rank was never under the cloud moving dust.

Therefore, Yu Wencheng issued a disdainful sneer. Perhaps in his opinion, no matter how powerful the flames are, it is impossible for him to cause any harm to his fairy-level intermediate weapons.

But the next scene made Yu Wencheng's eyes widened again.

Because he was shockingly sensed that when the colorful flames burned up the first moment, the dusted white silk thread became curled.

The materials used for the intermediate weapons of the fairy-tier must be extremely precious. Every silk thread on that handle is made of extremely special "White Profound Crystal".

Bai Xuanjing is extremely rare in the Liyuan realm, especially the need to cut Bai Xuanjing into extremely soft silk threads, which requires the extremely profound knowledge of the immortal refiner.

This dust whisk immortal tool created by Bai Xuanjing is extremely tough in itself, even with a sword reaching the intermediate level of the immortal rank, it is difficult to cut them off, and it is not immersed in water and fire. It is a magic weapon.

It’s a pity that at this time, this middle-grade fairy artifact made by Bai Xuanjing encountered the Chaos Zihuo known as the King of Fire, and it was a special flame formed by the fusion of three Chaos Zihuo, and it was doomed to a tragic ending. .

laugh! laugh! laugh!

In just a few moments, Bai Xuanjing's middle-grade fairy tools were whisked to the dust, and the white silk threads that had bound the Thunderwing Dragon just now became soft at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Wencheng felt very clearly that his middle-grade immortal weapon was whisked to the dust, and it was simply vulnerable to a single blow.

"Get me back!"

This Zhenyunzhuang village owner was also decisive. He acted decisively to avoid losing a handy weapon. During the change of his handprint, he wanted to take back the huge whisk.

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