Chapter 121 The Wrath of Emperor Wu!
"Your Flame Dragon bloodline has finally revived!"
The residual soul of the Flame Dragon Martial Saint emerged, looking at Lin Qingqing in front of him, his eyes full of extremely relieved expressions.
As for the fight between Su Chen and Lei Ming and others, he seemed to not take it seriously at all.
What he cared about was whether Lin Qingqing's Flame Dragon bloodline could be revived.
"Thank you, ancestor!"
Lin Qingqing stood up from the blood pool and bowed respectfully to the Flame Dragon Martial Saint.
Lin Qingqing was wearing a red dress, with a noble and mysterious aura. After awakening the Flame Dragon bloodline, she became a little different.
The most intuitive thing was her cultivation. She actually broke through the peak of the ninth level of the Yuandan Realm from the first level of the Yuandan Realm, and broke through to the realm of the Martial Sect!
And her face became more and more beautiful, with a kind of king's majesty and demeanor, graceful and elegant, like a peerless empress, making people unable to look at her closely.
"You have awakened the blood of the Flame Dragon. Someone in Zhongzhou will come to you soon! I hope you can strengthen our lineage and restore the glory of the Flame Dragon!" The Flame Dragon Martial Saint said softly. "Yes!" Lin Qingqing agreed respectfully. The Flame Dragon bloodline was revived. Lin Qingqing already understood the origin of the Flame Dragon Martial Saint and why he died here. She also understood how much expectation the Flame Dragon Martial Saint had for her to restore the glory of the Flame Dragon lineage. However, it was also Lin Qingqing's responsibility to have the Flame Dragon bloodline. "Su Chen, you got the Devouring True Fire. It is your chance and destiny! In the future, if Qingqing is in trouble, I hope you can help her. I will be grateful!" The Flame Dragon Martial Saint looked at Su Chen again and said seriously. "Please rest assured, senior. Princess Qingqing is my good friend. If she has any problems, I will help her!" Su Chen nodded. From the breath of the Flame Dragon bloodline that had just revived on Lin Qingqing's body, Su Chen had guessed the origin of the Flame Dragon Martial Saint. And he was able to obtain the Devouring True Fire because of the favor of the Flame Dragon Martial Saint.
He would naturally not refuse the request of the Flame Dragon Martial Saint.
"The Flame Dragon Palace is about to close, and I will soon disappear, you go!"
The Flame Dragon Martial Saint looked at Su Chen and Lin Qingqing deeply, his eyes full of relief, and then his figure gradually became illusory and slowly disappeared in front of everyone.
"Farewell, ancestors!"
Lin Qingqing bowed.
Although she had known that the Flame Dragon Martial Saint had died for a thousand years and what disappeared in front of her was only a remnant soul, she still felt inexplicably sad.
Boom!
A powerful wave of power swept over, and immediately sent Su Chen, Lin Qingqing, Jun Ziling and Zhao Xu out of the Flame Dragon Palace.
And in the Flame Dragon Palace, those who were still struggling in the formation were also swept up by the powerful force and sent out.
Boom!
In the void, the ancient and mysterious Yanlong Palace, accompanied by a vast dragon roar, broke through the void and disappeared in front of everyone.
Completely disappeared.
"What happened? Why did Yanlong Palace disappear?"
"Could it be that someone got the inheritance of the Martial Saint?"
"It's very likely. Who is so lucky? That's the inheritance of the Martial Saint. Unfortunately, I'm trapped in the illusion array and can't get out!"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts.
They were still struggling in various illusion arrays and killing arrays the moment before, trying to pass the test of Yanlong Martial Saint and obtain the inheritance of the Martial Saint.
But what they didn't expect was that they were sent out of Yanlong Palace before they passed the test, and Yanlong Palace also disappeared!
Outside Yanlong Palace, three figures with terrifying auras stood in the air.
They were the three great martial emperors!
"Yanlong Palace disappeared? It seems that someone has already obtained the inheritance of the Martial Saint!"
Xi Jinglun's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he said slowly.
"It should be right! I sensed that an extremely powerful aura disappeared in the Yanlong Palace. It might be the remnant soul or remnant of Yanlong Wusheng! If someone hadn't inherited his legacy, his obsession would not have disappeared!" Luo Xuan also nodded. Lei Dong's face was a little ugly at the moment. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he kept scanning the people coming out of the Yanlong Palace, but he never found his grandson Lei Ming. This gave him a bad premonition. "Who has seen my grandson Lei Ming? Or, who knows where he is now?" Lei Dong's face was extremely gloomy, with cold murderous intent surging in his eyes. He suppressed the anger in his heart and scanned everyone and said. Everyone trembled all over. The pressure of the aura of a martial emperor made them feel extremely uneasy. However, Lei Ming disappeared? Could it be that he died in the Yanlong Palace? But Lei Ming has the cultivation of a martial master and is extremely powerful. Although the test in the Yanlong Palace is extremely majestic, Lei Ming should not die in it. Everyone was silent.
No one spoke.
"Is Lei Ming dead?"
Luo Xuan was slightly stunned, with a strange look in her eyes.
Lei Dong, the old man, brought his grandson here this time, wanting him to obtain the inheritance of the Martial Saint, but he didn't expect that his grandson would be killed in the Yanlong Palace.
I'm afraid he will explode now?
Luo Xuan subconsciously glanced at Su Chen in the crowd, and vaguely felt that perhaps Lei Ming's disappearance was related to Su Chen.
Lei Dong's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
A total of thousands of people entered Yanlong Palace, but now only more than 200 people came out. It can be said that most of them died in it.
Lei Dong's gaze instantly fell on a dozen of the most powerful martial masters among them.
"Can any of you tell me? Where is my grandson Lei Ming?"
The thunderous voice was suppressed with overwhelming anger, like a volcano ready to erupt at any time.
The dozens of Martial Lords were oppressed by the aura of a Martial Emperor, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of fear.
One of the Martial Lords stepped out bravely and said, "Senior, I haven't seen Mr. Lei Ming. I don't know where he is!"
"Don't know? Then you can go die!"
There was a flash of murderous intent in Lei Dong's eyes, and then he struck down with a palm from the air.
boom!
The Martial Lord screamed and was directly slapped into blood mist by his palm, and was directly killed by him!
