The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 109: It's just the blood of a king
The arena is located above the abyss. There are six of them in total, all of which are formed by combining two of the previous twelve arena.

The number of people on each arena varies, with some having more than twenty and others having only seven or eight.

On the six groups of fighting arenas, Gu Yuan, Murong Qingcheng, Ling Xue, Mo Yan, Wu Liangyu and other disciples of the Feitian Demon Sect stood together, a total of nine people, and next to them stood several disciples of the Tianyun Sect headed by Lin Yun.

However, this time, Lin Yun did not approach Murong Qingcheng to chat up with him like he did last time. Instead, he looked very shocked, just like Mo Yan who had lost to Tuoba Ku before.

The two of them could be described as brothers in distress, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

Murong Qingcheng said: "I don't know how strong the dragon vein energy is this time?"

Gu Yuan said: "Since it is the heyday of a thousand years, it will naturally not disappoint people. Perhaps the energy of the nine-zhang dragon vein will appear."

As the two were talking, the dragon energy from all the masters on the previous Hidden Dragon List, including them, emerged in the form of dragon-shaped shadows.

With their fangs bared and claws bared, they roared towards the sky. Among them, the top ten masters in the previous session had the most vigorous dragon energy. The dragon-shaped shadows outside their bodies were about 20 to 30 feet long, with clear shapes and majestic expressions. An inexplicable pressure covered the entire venue.

Although Gu Yuan was only ranked twentieth in the last session, he defeated many masters who were ranked close to the top ten, so his dragon vein energy was not much inferior to that of the dozen or so masters in the last session, close to six meters. While masters like Murong Qingcheng and Wu Liangyu who were ranked in the twenties in the last session were all just over five meters.

About a quarter of an hour later, a dragon roar was heard from the abyss between the arenas, followed by dragon-shaped air currents that rushed out from it, poured into the bodies of everyone, and then emerged from their bodies again.

After Gu Yuan was infused with the dragon-shaped airflow, the dragon-shaped phantom quickly expanded in size to six feet.

Sikong Sheng, who won the first place in the previous session, was originally eight zhang long, and his dragon vein energy was the most vigorous. After being tanked by the dragon vein energy, his dragon-shaped phantom reached eight zhang and three.

Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, Bing Ling, Mo Yan and other masters who entered the previous year with dragon vein energy exceeding seven feet, their dragon-shaped phantoms also improved. Among them, Yan Chihuo, who ranked second in the previous year, even reached eight feet.

Murong Qingcheng and Wu Liangyu were still more than five meters tall, but they had also grown to varying degrees.

As for Ye Chen, Ling Xue and others, they were all about 12 feet tall. Although they were far inferior to the masters on the previous list, their dragon vein energy was more than twice as strong as the masters who were newly listed in the previous list.

"This dragon vein energy seems to be much stronger than the original."

Gu Yuan thought to himself.

He vaguely remembered that at the beginning of the original work, only Sikong Sheng was over eight zhang, and as for the new masters on the list, it was one zhang.

Now it has obviously improved a lot.

In the VIP seat, Mo Tianxing smiled, "This Hidden Dragon Ranking is rare in a thousand years. Even in the ancient times, it is not inferior. With the support of the dragon vein energy of Gu Yuan, Qing Cheng and Mo Yan, my Feitian Demon Sect will surely prosper forever."

The Grand Elder of Feitian Demon Sect said: "With Gu Yuan here, our Feitian Demon Sect will definitely surpass other sixth-grade sects in this Hidden Dragon Ranking competition."

Xuankong Mountain Sect Master Sikong Ba looked at Sikong Sheng with a slightly worried look on his face, "Sheng'er, you must not let Grandpa down."

If he still had absolute confidence in his grandson before the start of the competition, he couldn't help but start to worry as Gu Yuan showed overwhelming strength that almost far surpassed his peers.

After all, his grandson had hidden half of his true essence.

Who knows if Gu Yuan has any hidden strength?

Putting aside other things, just speaking of sword intent, even that ninth-rank sect boy named Ye Chen can hide his sword intent, so it is not necessarily that Gu Yuan has not hidden it.

Nanluo Sect leader Long Biyun looked a little regretful and said to herself, "I didn't expect him to grow so fast." The 'he' here naturally refers to Gu Yuan. As early as the last Potential Dragon Ranking competition, she discovered Gu Yuan's talent and potential.

But Gu Yuan was still very weak at that time, and the potential he showed made her feel that there was no need to reveal her identity so quickly and contact the other party.

Who would have thought that in just three short years, the other party would have the potential to overwhelm Sikong Sheng.

Moreover, it was noticed early on by the Lanyue Tower, a branch of the Xiewang Tower.

As expected, Gu Yuan has entered the evil king's sight.

After the Hidden Dragon Ranking competition is over, Xiewanglou will definitely try to recruit Gu Yuan.

Even if she wanted to recruit him for Dragon God Palace, it would be impossible.

The great elder of Nanluo Sect, the mature and beautiful woman standing by, was also very regretful, but she still comforted him: "Although you missed Gu Yuan, you still have the genius Ye Chen. It took him less than three years to achieve his current achievements. His potential may not be worse than Gu Yuan."

"Yes, you are right. Maybe he will give us an unexpected surprise."

When Long Biyun heard this, she felt a little comforted.

hold head high!
After the dragon-shaped phantoms on the younger generation stabilized, the eighty-three-foot-long dragon-shaped phantom outside Sikong Sheng's body roared to the sky, and then the dragon-shaped phantom outside Yan Chihuo's body also roared, and then Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, Bing Ling, and Mo Yan, followed by Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, Bing Ling, and Mo Yan, according to the ranking of the previous Potential Dragon List, one by one.

Later on, the twelve-foot-tall dragon-shaped shadows outside the bodies of Ling Xue and other newly-appointed masters also roared, but compared to the previous ones, the roars seemed very weak, and the momentum was not enough to compare with the masters who were on the list last time.

Sikong Sheng said proudly, "In the past thousand years, the longest dragon-shaped phantom has only been eighty-eight feet long. This time I want to break through ninety feet and surpass the ancients."

"The dragon-shaped phantoms are number nine. The eldest brother's strength far exceeds theirs. It will be easy for him to capture Nine Zhangs."

"Yes, the nine-foot dragon-shaped phantom complements the eldest brother's royal bloodline, and the others can only serve as a foil."

Several core disciples of Xuankong Mountain who made the list have full confidence in Sikong Sheng. They don't think that Sikong Sheng will lose the title of number one. Even Gu Yuan cannot pose too much threat to their eldest brother. Once they have plundered enough dragon vein energy, it will be easy for the dragon-shaped phantom to grow to nine feet.

You know, this period was the heyday of the millennium.

Sikong Sheng and others did not deliberately lower their voices, but warriors have different hearing than ordinary people.

All the disciples of the Feitian Demon Sect who were on the list heard it, and they all sneered in unison.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Do you really think that the blood of a king is invincible?"

"Yes, Senior Brother is a genius who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Xuan Hou. Even a person of the King's bloodline will still suffer."

In previous years, they were always suppressed by the disciples of Xuankong Mountain. Now that they have Gu Yuan, a senior brother with unfathomable strength, they naturally will not swallow their anger anymore.

Gu Yuan secretly laughed when he heard the flattery from his junior brothers, but he did not refute them. Instead, he rarely challenged them:

"It's just the blood of a king. It's not a rare physique like the Gang Spirit Body or the Dao Body. It's not even as good as an ordinary attribute spirit body. There are many people with the blood of a king in this world, if not ten thousand, there must be eight thousand, but I haven't seen many who eventually become the king of the life and death realm."

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