The moment the Dragon Seat was added, Lu Ye understood why Zhuang Bufan had only inspired it once, and then ran out of fuel.
At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in the dragon seat, and there was a tingling sensation from every part of his body.
That's not an illusion, it's a real sting!
It was as if countless tiny spikes that were invisible to the naked eye had grown in the Dragon Seat, piercing from all over his body.
In an instant, Lu Yeru was subjected to the most severe torture in the world, and his whole body was sweating like pulp.
That kind of sting not only acts on the body, but also acts on the soul.
He can clearly feel that the Dragon Seat is hungry and thirsty to absorb everything from himself, spiritual power, physical strength, spiritual power...
The various backgrounds of himself are passing uncontrollably, and the speed is so fast that Lu Ye is shocked.
And in the process, his mind is also rising infinitely, as if surpassing the shackles of the flesh, and exists in this world in a more mysterious way.
Everything in sight has changed.
The Longteng cultivator beside him, the blood race came to the enemy, and his stature suddenly became small.
He knows that this is not because others have become small, but because he has become taller!
He had seen it before, when Zhuang Bufan used the dragon seat, the figure that was three feet tall and full of oppression.
He could also see the colorful colors flowing in front of his eyes, just like when he urged the insight spirit pattern to bless his eyes, those colorful rays of light were impressively the colors of the aura that belonged to different things between heaven and earth.
But this time, he didn't urge the insight spirit pattern, he just observed it through a pair of naked eyes, but it was more detailed than what he could observe with the blessing insight spirit pattern.
The movements of the surrounding figures also became extremely slow. He clearly saw the surprise, horror, and disbelief in the eyes of the pair of eyes, and he could even clearly see the contraction and enlargement of the child holes in those pairs of eyes. .
The Dragon Seat is attached, removing the tingling pain all over the body, without any discomfort, his whole person and the Dragon Seat are perfectly integrated, at this moment, he is the Dragon Seat, and the Dragon Seat is him!
I finally understand why the Yanshi school relies so heavily on external forces.
I finally understood why Zhuang Bufan's final sound of life was so powerful.
The Dragon Seat, a divine object, can improve the monks in all directions, which is unimaginable.
At this time, Lu Ye only felt that his body was full of power, a power that far exceeded his own cultivation base should be able to grasp.
and…
He suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the southeast. In the dark, he could sense that in that direction, there was something that was extremely closely related to him.
In other words, it has a very close connection with the Dragon Seat!
He slowly stretched out a hand, grabbed it in that direction, and spat out a word.
"Come!"
To the southeast of Longteng is Ganzhou, which is also one of the three major sects of Longteng, where the King Kong Temple is located.
King Kong Temple has a long tradition and there are many ancient temples and temples in the temple.
There is a 33-storey tower in the place where Master Fahua meditated before his death. The tower has existed for a long time, and the cultivators of the King Kong Temple have long forgotten the purpose of its existence.
In each generation, there are only the host and a few leaders who inherit the secrets of this tower.
Many monks of Kongo Temple have never even been here in their entire lives, and naturally do not know the existence of this tower.
At this moment, a little novice is sweeping the dust on the open space in front of the tower. The little novice has red lips and white teeth.
So this time, I didn't follow the monks of King Kong Temple to the north, because monks like him would not be of any use even if they went there.
The little novice swept meticulously, but there was some sadness on his face.
He recalled that he saw the Patriarch who left the customs here a few days ago, but it didn't take long for him to hear the bad news that Patriarch had fallen in Selangor.
Immediately afterwards, more news came from Selangor. What kind of blood race invaded, the blood world came, and all the senior brothers who had some strength in the temple went to war.
Now, in the huge King Kong Temple, there are only those little novices who are not high in cultivation.
He didn't know what the future would hold, and he didn't know if the brothers could subdue the demons and eliminate the demons. He could only do what he could do.
Clean up this place, and when the brothers come back, they will definitely praise him.
Almost as soon as Lu Ye raised his hand, the mountain suddenly shook at the Kongo Temple.
The little novice looked up in shock, only to see that the ancient pagoda on the 33rd floor in front of him kept shaking.
"Mother!" The little novice fell to the ground in horror, and was about to escape from here, but suddenly his whole body froze, just because an extremely ferocious aura came out from the bottom of the ancient pagoda, and suddenly, the little novice seemed to be A pair of scarlet eyes glanced at him.
"Oops!" The little novice, who had never experienced any strong winds and waves, couldn't help but look at him like this, let out a strange cry, and fell directly to the ground.
The next moment, a bloody light that penetrated the sky seemed to break free from Gu Jiu's shackles and burst out from the bottom of the ancient pagoda.
In the rumbling sound, the blood-red light rose into the sky, turned into a blood-colored thunder, and swept toward the north.
On this day, countless creatures in Longteng saw the bizarre scene of bloody light breaking through the air.
In the King Kong Temple, only the comatose little novice and the ancient pagoda that has been turned into a broken wall are left.
…
Selangor, under the sky.
A blood clan rushed towards the scarlet figure three feet tall, and Lu Ye didn't respond until he was only three feet away from the figure.
And the strength of this blood clan itself is comparable to that of a true lake realm cultivator. Although it can only exert the strength of the cloud river realm, it is by no means comparable to the ordinary cloud river realm.
He saw the extraordinaryness of Dragon Seat, but so what
Although a divine object is good, someone needs to be able to control it. With the low cultivation level of the creatures in this world, how can such a divine object be able to exert the power
As long as the human race in this armor is killed, this fetish will belong to the blood race!
He held a bone spur polished from the leg bone of an ancient beast, and his whole body was full of blood.
The enemy in front of him didn't move at all, and he couldn't help cheering in his heart.
Got it!
His vision suddenly turned around, and before he could react, the whole person lost the strength to resist.
Inside the Dragon Seat, Lu Ye looked sullen, stretched out his hands and grabbed the legs of the blood cultivator, holding him in his hands like a chicken.
The figure of the blood clan is taller and slender than the human clan, but it looks like a head taller. In front of a body as tall as the dragon seat, it is almost like the difference between a small grass and a big tree.
slow!
too slow!
Lu Ye, who has a dragon seat on his body, has reached an unprecedented level of exaggeration. Such a powerful blood family with the background of the True Lake Realm, even if Huang Liang and others make a move, at most, they can only draw a tie.
"First Evolution"
But he just raised his hand to grab it, and grabbed the opponent in his hand, with a relaxed and freehand movement, as if he was catching a mosquito.
There are many blood clans around who are eager to see this scene, and they are all horrified.
The strength of the captured vampires, Longteng cultivator does not know, but the vampires are clear.
How could such a strong man be caught like this without reacting
However, the truth was right in front of them.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that made them even more horrifying happened. Lu Ye just shook his hand, and there was a series of crackling sounds from the whole body of the blood clan powerhouse he was holding, and the whole person became like noodles. soft.
When Zhuang Bufan forcibly activated the power of Dragon Seat, killing the elders of Tianhe Sect was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Lu Ye is now reluctantly admitted by the Dragon Seat. Under the condition that he can control part of its power, the power that can be exerted is stronger than that of Zhuang Bufan of that day.
Even if it is a blood clan strongman with a true lake background? Not to mention that he can only exert the strength of Yunhe Realm now, even if there is no limit of heaven and earth, and exerting all his strength, he may not be the opponent of today's Lu Ye.
The improvement brought by the Dragon Seat to a monk is terrifying and unimaginable. Only by wearing it in person can we gain insight into the power of this divine object.
The blood race powerhouse was thrown aside by Lu Ye, and his vitality quickly dissipated.
Near the Dragon Seat, all the creatures of the two races lost their voices.
The difference is that the blood clans are all terrified, and the Longteng cultivator is bursting with hope.
The three-foot-tall scarlet figure, like a long knife, broke through the haze shrouded in their hearts, allowing them to see the dawn of victory.
"Destroy the altar!" From high in the sky, Huang Liang's roar came.
However, after Lu Ye killed the vampire who rushed over to seek death, he stood there and did not move, as if he did not hear Huang Liang's cry.
"Destroy the altar! Destroy the altar!" Huang Liang was hoarse.
Lu Ye was indifferent.
It's not that he didn't hear it, and it's not that he didn't know that the altar was going to be destroyed at this moment, but... the Dragon Seat was too much for him!
Simply by wearing this armor, he consumes about 80% of his strength, including but not limited to his own spiritual power, blood power, and soul power...
And as time passed, his own power continued to flow away, but it was not as terrifying as before.
The shot just now is not only a last resort, but also a deterrent!
Thanks to Zhuang Bufan's demonstration of the power and danger of Dragon Seat right under his nose, Lu Ye swallowed a large amount of elixir and five drops of soul water in his stomach before inspiring Dragon Seat.
At this moment, his stomach was buzzing, and the gluttonous meal was running with unprecedented efficiency, turning the medicinal effect of the elixir into spiritual power, and supplementing the consumption of the soul with the power of soul water.
Barely able to keep up with the consumption of the Dragon Seat, there is a little supplement.
But he still did not dare to act rashly, simply standing here, he could accept the consumption, but if he took action, the consumption would only be greater.
He is now saving his own strength, and is also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to ensure that one blow will destroy the altar!
He was secretly terrified, he was admitted by the Dragon Seat, and the consumption was so terrifying, it was understandable that Zhuang Bufan would end up like this by forcibly controlling the Dragon Seat's power.