History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge's control of his own suffocation is extremely fine, and a fist-sized hole is opened on the icicle to prevent damage to the surrounding ice.

However, from the hole, there was an extremely powerful blood gas from it.

Praise a warrior with strong blood and strong body, sometimes with a compliment, "a **** and majestic, like a dragon."

At the moment, it is a real dragon in front of Yan Zhaoge and Ahu.

Although he was already dead, only the body was left, but the powerful force of the majestic still revealed, shocking the Quartet, Yan Zhaoge two seem to be facing a living and powerful life.

It is conceivable that this dragon was so amazing before it was born.

However, although only a small hole was opened, the function of the seal of the icicles suddenly became a loophole, and the effectiveness plummeted.

The dragon body in the ice layer, a scale, seems to move together.

This dragon is dead, and the resurrection of death will not happen, but it contains spirituality for a long time, and it is always unwilling to be bound.

Yan Zhaoge was prepared, and the pillars of the shrine were once again suppressed. The body of the dragon was restored to calm.

Through the hole, you can see the white, flashing light golden glow, and the dragon scales that are full of white gas.

This is an ice dragon. Although it is dead, there is still a chill out of it, and it is cold and biting.

Yan Zhaoge stretched out his index finger, and his fingertips were in the cohesive atmosphere, gradually turning into a light, extending along the hole, like a slender lightsaber.

The lightsaber continued to extend and touched the remains of the ice dragon.

A tiger curiously looked at Yan Zhao song.

Even though it is already a corpse, the strength and strength of the dragon body is still unquestionable. In particular, this is a complete ice dragon remains. There is no wound defect in its appearance, it is integrated and intact.

In this case, it is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to want to break the protection of the dragon scales by external force. The scale of the dragon scale is not to laugh.

A tiger is self-satisfied, it is a sharp under-the-counter spirit soldier in hand, can not break the flesh of this dragon body, very uncertain.

However, Yan Zhaoge often can't do things that people can't do, so Ahu still has confidence in his own son.

Yan Zhaoge is dedicated and the fingertips are constantly extending until they touch the remains of the ice dragon.

He did not attack the dragon body with the samurai brutality. The light sword touched the dragon scale, and the singer was soft, as if flowing water, infiltrated into the dragon's torso.

The sleek, lustrous, attached to the remains of the ice dragon, constantly flowing.

As if it was stimulated, the dragon body, which had been calm and stable under the pressure of the shrine column, was shaken again.

Yan Zhao’s eyes gazed at all of this, and the pointed index finger trembled with a unique and quirky rhythm.

As his index finger trembles, the light flow that extends from the fingertips is constantly shaking, trying to blend with the atmosphere of the ice dragon's widow.

Gradually, Yan Zhao’s fingertips flowed lightly, and the glory faded down, becoming less dazzling, but rather blurred and chaotic.

With this change, the ice dragon remains gradually quiet again.

In the light flow, a faint ice-blue liquid oozes from the dragon scale and merges into the optical flow.

A hot and vigorous blood came out, but it made Yan Zhaoge and Ahu feel extremely cold.

The phenomenon that was originally extremely contradictory appeared at this moment, but it did not seem to be abrupt. Yan Zhaoge and Ahu were all taken for granted.

Ahu looked at the ice-blue blood that melted into the flow of light. He was slightly sluggish and grew his mouth: "The son, this is the dragon's blood, the pure dragon's blood, and I saw it for the first time in my life."

Although the ice dragon has died for many years, but the flesh and blood are still not corrupt, which contains a strong aura.

As Ahu said, today's eight-maximum world can't see real dragons, and most of them are only the dragons and dragons.

That is to be able to find the true dragon remains, but also at most only the skeleton, many of the tibia are incomplete and incomplete.

Therefore, such a pure dragon blood, really rare to the extreme, in addition to the waters of the holy land of Bihai City, the founder of the mountain has once harvested a complete water dragon remains, others are at most Hongfu Qitian, before some great stalks left behind In the ruins, the container was found to contain a small amount of dragon blood remaining.

But such good luck is very rare.

The vast majority of people in the world, including many large masters and even the Wu Shengqiang, may have never seen the real dragon blood in their lifetime.

Yan Zhaoge guides the dragon blood through the flow of light that extends through the fingertips.

The ice blue blood touched the finger of Yan Zhaoge, and Yan Zhao’s fingers couldn’t help but tremble, feeling a cold, and the fingertips had a moment of numbness.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath and his face gradually appeared red.

In a few moments, there is a layer of green gas, and the colors of red and blue are alternately alternating and reciprocating.

The air mass in the body is like chaos. At this time, it changes its appearance, and it is divided into two parts, which are intertwined and opposite.

Based on this, it is opposite to the dragon blood that is cooled by ice.

The ice blue blood continued to spread, began to cover the fingers of Yan Zhaoge, and then continued to extend upwards, rolling in the Yanzhao singer's palm and even the arm.

Yan Zhaoge's body points open and squat, as if breathing, between the opening and the closing, the dragon blood is continuously incorporated into his body, turned into essence, refining and absorbing.

On top of his head, the air column is transpiration, condensed and not scattered, like a wolf smoke.

Ahu is guarded by Yan Zhaoge and is alert to the situation around him.

After a long time, Yan Zhao song received the work, the steam on the top of the head seemed to gradually dissipate, and the red and blue colors alternately circulating on the face also faded, and the whole person returned to the original.

Among his eyes, the brilliance was unprecedentedly bright, but it was fleeting and quickly regained its warmth and was more restrained than before.

The only abnormal place is the hand of Yan Zhaoge, which still flashes a faint blue light.

Ahu looked at Yan Zhaoge: "The son, your hand?"

Yan Zhao song laughed: "No matter, the dragon blood essence has not been thoroughly refining, it takes some time, except for the appearance, it does not affect the other."

"You can try it too."

Said, Yan Zhaoge continues to extract dragon blood essence from the ice dragon remains, and then does not refine itself, but transferred to Ahu.

A tiger cub is amazed, does not change the true color of the big, absorbed the essence of dragon blood, began to try refining.

As a result, the steps are too big, and the martial arts that are not like Yan Zhaoge are good at all-inclusive. As a result, the whole person of Ahu is covered with dragon blood, reflecting the blue light.

Although gradually refining and absorbing most of the dragon blood extracts did not cause other adverse effects, Ahu was still dumbfounded.

Yan Zhao song looked at him, his mouth slightly twitched: "...fortunately not green." (To be continued.)