Chapter 3235: Zulong Vein Trail

You are really weak!

Hearing this, Huang Wujiang only felt suffocated in his breath, blood spurted all over his body, and his face flushed even more!

He is one of the Five Great Sons of Human Race, how could he be weak?

But at the moment, Xiao Fan is grabbing his neck with one hand, no matter how hard he struggles, it doesn't make sense. This is not weak, but what is it?

In an instant, all the pride of the desolate body was shattered, and I kept asking myself why!

Why are people from this small area so powerful that even the aura of the holy son of the human race has been robbed?

"Don't use your stupidity to provoke my patience." Xiao Fan uttered a few words lightly, throwing the wasteland a dozen meters away like a trash, and slid far out on the ground before stopping.

After all, Xiao Fan left without looking back.

Huang Wujiang trembled violently. He never dreamed that he would be so vulnerable in Xiao Fan's hands.

He obviously still has a lot of hole cards to show!

A flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Wild, Xiao Fan's terrifyingness made him dare not even avenge the murder of his son, so he had to take them into the Wild Dragon Tribe.

"The people who entered the Dragon Realm before are not so strong?" The Wild Lord was also very puzzled. According to the ancient records of their tribe, the monks who entered the Dragon Realm in the past are generally only at this level.

But now, Huang Wujiang was subdued by a single trick, and the difference in strength was too great.

The White Devils did not hesitate to follow in the footsteps of Xiao Fan, and they were considered to have seen the strength of the top powers in the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm.

Gong Zilong walked at the end, glanced sympathetically at Huang Wujiang, and said indifferently, "Isn't he strong on the Ten Thousand Genius List? Isn't Long Youyu also defeated by the son?"

After that, Gong Zilong shook his robe and left, but his words resounded like thunder in the ears of the desolate.

"Long Youyu?" Huang Wujiang's pupils shrank suddenly. Isn't Long Youyu the nineteenth on the list of ten thousand geniuses? That was the king of a generation.

He was also defeated by Xiao Fan?

"Long Youyu fell from 19th to 20th. Could it be that Xiao Fan was defeated?" Huang Wujiang couldn't accept this fact, and then looked up on the Ten Thousand Clan Genius List.

However, he did not see Xiao Fan's name, instead he saw a few words that were slightly familiar: Jian Hongchen.

Huang Wujiang trembled violently, he vaguely remembered that Xiao Fan's other pseudonym was Jian Hongchen.

In fact, Huang Wujiang had seen the three words Jian Hongchen a long time ago, but he didn't want to think about Xiao Fan, thinking that this must be another person.

After all, one of the five saints of his dignified human race is only ranked more than two thousand, how could Xiao Fan surpass him?

Therefore, Huang Wujiang always thought that Xiao Fan didn't even enter the ten thousand genius list, so he naturally didn't put Xiao Fan in his eyes, and he also had an indescribable sense of superiority.

Even asking Xiao Fan to kneel in front of the Desolate Lord to apologize is considered worthy of Xiao Fan.

"Haha~" For a long time, Huang Wujiang smiled sadly, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his appearance was very sad and stern.

The feeling of being stepped into the ground from the clouds is not ordinary uncomfortable.

However, Xiao Fan and the others had already left, fighting against these people from the Wild Dragon Tribe, Xiao Fan and the others also had a general understanding of the strength of the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm.

At least, with the strength of their party, you should not be too afraid of the natives here.

On the contrary, what they should worry about is that the people who come in with them, such as Long Youyu, are the most terrifying.

"Master, kid, I feel the breath of the Ancestral Dragon Veins." Xiao Fan and the others were looking for the Ancestral Dragon Veins, and suddenly there was an excited voice of purple blood in his mind.

"Oh?" Xiao Fan lit up slightly, and then quickly swept in one direction following Zi Ruxue's guidance.

The White Devils don't know why, but now they have restored their cultivation base, they don't care, at least they don't need to be afraid of the existence of those insects and beasts.

Several hours later, Xiao Fan and his group galloped for hundreds of thousands of miles before they stopped on the top of a mountain.

"What a rich spiritual energy!" You Jiu Ming took a deep breath and exclaimed.

"It's not the aura of the gods, but the aura of the dragon veins!" Qinglongyun squinted his eyes, a flash of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

In front of them, an ancient mountain range lies in the sky, with towering ancient techniques, lush greenery, and blue grass everywhere, a scene of vitality.

Between the mountains, wisps of haze emerge from the transpiration, which curls up, adding a bit of beauty and mystery to this mountain range.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, as if he saw the dragon and the clouds, the mighty power.

"The Qi of the Ancestral Dragon Vein is really the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon Vein!" In Xiao Fan's consciousness space, Zi Ruxue was inexplicably excited, "Quickly, Xiao Fan, let me go."

Xiao Fan frowned and hesitated slightly. Although the relationship with Ziruxue was fairly harmonious these days, he was really afraid of Ziruxue's revenge.

"Don't worry, I swear to Tian, ​​if I retaliate against you afterwards, I will destroy the heavens and die, and I won't be able to advance my cultivation." Zi Ruxue naturally knew Xiao Fan's worries, and quickly swore to Tian.

"Two exercises are not enough to exchange for an ancestral dragon vein." Xiao Fan smiled.

"You are sitting on the ground and start the price!" Zi Ruxue said angrily, and then flicked a little, and then shot two rays of light into the eyebrows of Xiao Fan's soul body: "I only have so many ancient methods and ancient techniques, no more."

"I'm just talking, I didn't ask you to give me the ancient techniques and ancient techniques." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, his mind moved, and a purple streamer suddenly shot out from his eyebrows, and then plunged into the ground below.

When everyone saw this, they looked surprised, but the White Demon suddenly turned and looked at Xiao Fan: "Boy, what was that just now?"

"It's just a self-righteous old guy." Xiao Fan waved his hand and said indifferently.

Although he also wanted to capture the spirit of the ancestral dragon veins, it was a pity that he could not capture the ancestral dragon veins at all.

Moreover, even if he could obtain it, he would not be able to refine it at all, at most he would absorb and refine some ancestral dragon energy.

This is also the reason why he so freely agreed to Zi Ruxue and Molongzi, to exchange something that is not of much use to him for some substantial benefits, which is more real.

The White Demon knew that Xiao Fan didn't want to talk about it in front of so many people, but he did see that the purple light was a powerful soul.

"Should we go or wait?" The White Demon frowned and stared at the mountains ahead.

"Although we can't get the Ancestral Dragon Vein, You Demon and Azure Dragon Cloud can." Xiao Fan smiled slightly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Xiao Fan in horror and stared at the enchanting mountain ahead.

Even the White Demon couldn't calm down, and couldn't help but be surprised: "You won't tell me, is the Ancestral Dragon Vein here?"