Chatper 392 (1/2)

The eighteenth, the twenty-seventh, the thirty-sixth...

Even if the muscles burst, the blood flows, and even the brain is bursting by the power of the real dragon blood, Tianyang is still insisting on clenching his teeth.

He was reborn, how could he be defeated by mere pain?

If that's the case, he doesn't need to be the Heavenly Sword Emperor anymore!

"Give me... congeal!!"

Tianyang roared violently, and the power of countless true dragon bloodlines began to portray again!

At this moment, the number of true dragon patterns in Tian Yang's body has reached one hundred, and only eight are needed to condense the most perfect one hundred and eight true dragon patterns!

Even the Red Dragon Martial Sovereign has only condensed the body of ninety-nine-eighty-one true dragons, and Tianyang has already surpassed it!

"puff!!"

One hundred and one real dragon patterns condensed out, and the pain Tian Yang was enduring rose a step again, and blood spurted out of his mouth!

"Damn, but, it's only seven steps away!!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tianyang's aura was also wilted, but Tianyang's expression was still very firm, and he continued to control the power of the blood of the real dragon, depicting the pattern of the real dragon!

According to the records on the Nine Refined Dragon Body, the Red Dragon Martial Venerable condensed eighty-one dragon patterns, and when he achieved the True Dragon Body, he was already at the first level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

However, Chilong Wuzun can also rely on the power of the tyrannical real dragon to slay demons and resist countless enemies!

Eighty-one true dragon patterns are already so powerful, let alone one hundred and eight true dragon patterns!

Tian Yang has a hunch that if he really condenses one hundred and eight true dragon patterns, then his combat power will definitely skyrocket!

Maybe, even the original magic demon is not his opponent!

"The 102nd Dao... Condensation!!"

Tian Yang let out a low roar, and the next moment, the power of the real dragon's bloodline erupted again. In Tian Yang's body, the dragon pill, which was infinitely close to the real dragon pill, depicted the 102nd pattern of the real dragon!

At this time, Tian Yang couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

The breath of the whole body is sluggish to the extreme, even if it is such a powerful practice as the God of Desolation and Heavenly Spirit Art, there is no way to make up for the real energy that Tianyang has just consumed!

"dad!!"

Inside the Tianyuan Pagoda, he looked extremely pale, but elsewhere there was a sickly flushed Tianyang, and Bai Luo wept like rain, shouting wildly.

"Dad! Stop! Stop!"

Hearing this, Tian Yang opened his eyes and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, "It's okay...it's okay, Dad will be over soon."

At this time, taking advantage of the opportunity to relax his whole body, Tian Yang once again manipulated the power of the true dragon's blood, and painted several dragon patterns one after another!

One hundred and three, one hundred and four, one hundred and five! !

However, because of this, the pain that Tian Yang was suffering from has soared to an extreme. The next moment, Tian Yang's muscles burst open and blood spurted wildly!

Tianyang, hit hard!

"Dad, stop!"

Luoluo shouted, her fair face was cluttered with tears, and Tianyang again pulled out a smile.

"It's okay... Dad, it's not dead yet!!"

Tian Yang smiled slightly, and then, looking up in the sky, the power of the bloodline of the real dragon, which had been thinned to the extreme, laughed wildly!

"Hahaha! The feat that even the Red Dragon Martial Venerable could not accomplish, today, let me, Tianyang, create it!!"

The next moment, Tian Yang directly triggered the power of all the remaining True Dragon bloodlines and rushed into his body!

One hundred and six, one hundred and seven!

Just after drawing these two real dragon patterns, Tian Yang's whole body muscles burst open again, Tian Yang's body also shook abruptly, and even the blood on the muscles began to recede.

However, this also means that Tianyang has reached its limit!

"I can bear it mentally, how can you half-real dragons wither!!?"