Covering the Sky: Fishing for the Supreme Bone, making Ji Ziyue drool!

The forbidden realm is ultimately something you can step into without warning.

When I was confused, he suddenly rushed forward.

He was actually injured by a senior human!

It can't be said that it has no special effect on Lin Chen.

"As expected of Lord Blackscale, we swear to follow you to the death!"

"That just now... could it have been the True Dragon Technique?"

The old madman's eyes were crystal clear, like two stars.

That kind of injury could be fatal to a close relative.

This life is dedicated to leading the Black Scales; none other than the Black Scales can do it!

Only then did he notice a gruesome sword wound below his chest.

Ma Hui smiled faintly.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

"If he grows up, he could very well become an unparalleled weakling with no equal in his time!"

Even dragons, being demons, would feel the power and oppression of this lowest being.

"Lord Blackscale is a powerful expert. How could he possibly turn the tide against a few weaklings at the Fourth Extreme Realm?"

What Yan Ruyu was referring to at this moment was naturally that incomplete Dharma.

That time, it transformed into a jet-white dragon, severing the sky—a terrifying sight.

The demons under Black Scale's command were in an uproar.

"I think Lord Blackscale is playing a cat-and-mouse game, wanting to see them die in despair little by little."

Everyone thought that the attack was launched by Lin Chen, whose true form was a white dragon, and that it was an earth-shattering strike.

But we soon realized that the white dragon had passed right by Lin Chen's body.

It's like a person being bitten by an ant.

Ma Hui is its immediate subordinate.

The demon faction was in complete chaos.

"That jet-white dragon is simply unlike any legendary dragon spirit!"

Even if it wasn't cultivated outside the womb, it was still something you were born with!

With a weak physical body and vitality, it takes a long time to heal such injuries, even serious injuries are considered minor.

This is Lin Chen's blood; it contains not a trace of the bloodline of the ancient pure-blooded dragon race.

The murderous intent vanished instantly.

"Has Lin Chen broken through again? Is he about to contend with a top-tier Saint Lord?"

"It's easy to humiliate a lowly person, but how could a great seventh-level expert possibly do such a thing?"

Although I'm too vague about what "Xiao Neng" means.

And it brought with it a touch of blood.

"Lin Chen, that scoundrel, was actually injured by this human!"

It is the true pure-blooded dragon magic.

"Little man... he he he... oh my god, the big guys all know what to say, but right now, only 'Holy shit' can describe your current feelings. It's just too holy shit!"

With just a glance, he could make even the weakest demons pale with fear; he dared to harbor any thoughts of his own.

The Zhuxian Sword in his hand was still bleeding.

It certainly knew how terrible it was.

But to my recollection, he is not yet on par with the highest-ranking figures in these holy sites.

He was well aware of Blackscale's current situation.

"This is unbelievable. It must be true. When I grow to the Lesser Ability level, will I have to defeat a top Lesser Ability?"

An even more powerful aura annihilated it.

Lin Chen naturally wouldn't let such a golden opportunity slip by.

It will definitely be the first to die.

Blackscale was a true lifesaver for it.

"That's right, we share the same fate as Lord Blackscale, whether it prospers or suffers!"

However, no matter what, Long Baoshu Bird has not yet made up his mind.

Its protective divine power had already been severely damaged and was on the verge of collapse.

However, my murderous aura had only just reached behind Black Scale.

It was severely incomplete, with only a small portion being completed by the little demon through his own understanding.

"Look, it's that scoundrel Ma Hui who's made her move!"

But the key point is that.

There was even a vague feeling that I hadn't yet entered the forbidden realm.

"Xiao Neng? Is that all?"

Yan Ruyu asked in a trembling voice.

It would probably have been crushed into bloody mud long ago, completely dead, and its primordial spirit would have been obliterated by the demonic energy.

Although the trouble seemed to have originated from Black Scale...

Chapter 227 Unusual Movements in the Northern Plains! The Nest of Ten Thousand Dragons Emerges!

Yan Ruyu felt that what Lin Chen had just used might truly be the Pure Blood True Dragon Technique.

Although it's incredible, he's always been a man who creates miracles.

Pureblood beings possess more than one form of magic.

They also possess many other strange and secret techniques that are no less powerful than those of pureblood magic.

Yan Ruyu could accept whatever such a man did.

"The magic of a pure-blooded true dragon? My god! My lord, I want to learn this! The Golden-Winged Roc is no good at all. I, this bird, want to transform into a dragon and become a Golden-Winged True Dragon!"

The golden roc cawed.

They have absolutely no sense of belonging to the Tianpeng clan.

Forget about being a "Peng" (a powerful figure in Chinese folklore), strength is the only true measure of success.

As long as I can become stronger, I'd do anything, even change my race or my gender...

The strange occurrences at the Ice Palace are escalating.

Perhaps it has nothing to do with Lin Chen using the True Dragon Technique.

Yes, this is the time to think about those things.

This seems to be a kind of bloodline power...

They all occupy one place, which is called the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest in the "Book of Origin".

According to Master Yuan's deduction, that terrain may have once nurtured a true dragon.

Black Scales questioned.

"what happened?"

Lin Chen stared intently at Bai Lin.

It inherently suppresses the dragon bloodline within him.

The ice and snow stretch all the way to the northern plains.

Hearing that the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect had not yet arrived in the Eastern Wilderness, the Yin-Yang Saint was very excited.

It is feedback from the True Dragon Treasure Technique.

What concerned Fang Rui even more was the ordinary power within Bai Lin's body that appeared with the Myriad Dragon Nest without any fluctuations.

My attention was already drawn to the commotion in the distance.

There was no earth-shattering dragon aura rising from above the ice field.

They sent a message to their own family as slowly as possible, wanting to know what had happened.

Even the most supreme sage ruler personally took action.

But slowly, something even more amazing happened.