Chapter 2291： Ancient **** fragments (1/2)

”Then it ’s easy to run the Kowloon Shending

!! ”Su Yu Jingguang strobe:” If not unexpected, the evil scattered people will definitely issue important instructions recently. ”

”Oh? Are you so sure?” Magic wondered where Su Yu came from.

Su Yu chuckled: ”Of course.”

Mowu sighed: ”Well, I hope, as you said, I will go into deep sleep in the next few days, if it is not important, do not disturb me.”

What happened to Su Yu's heart should be the sequel to lending Xiu to Su Yu?

What kind of anti-sky art can there be no price?

”OK.” Su Yu said.

The next time, Su Yu retreat immediately, and concentrate on studying the broken bones of Jin Xuan ancient god.

From the appearance alone, there is nothing special, and even the coercion that should not be felt, it is just extra heavy.

”This thing is both hard and heavy. I am afraid that ordinary attacks cannot see the mystery.” Su Yusi thought.

His eyes flickered a little, and he spewed the cold dragon's breath and tried to attack.

As a result, the broken bones showed no signs of freezing.

Later, many other methods were exhibited, but he couldn't help it.

”Can't do it and can't cope with an ancient **** broken bone!” Su Yu groaned a little, confirming that Mo Wudao had really been asleep, so he took out the Jiulong Shending.

As soon as Shen Ding appeared, it shook slightly, and the nine dragons chanted each other, which actually produced a weak induction.

”Is the ancient god's things inductive to each other?” If so, it would be easy to handle the Kowloon God Ding.

Su Yu placed the broken bones in the **** tripod. Suddenly, the golden light on the surface of the broken bones gradually faded into a crystal color.

”Crystal bones?” Su Yu was surprised, her eyes fixed, and there was a tiny drop of nine-colored hair inside the crystal broken bones.

Seeing this, why is Su Yu strange?

”The blood of the ancient god?” His heart suddenly jumped.

This is not the dried-up blood of the ancient God of Kowloon, but the blood of the true ancient god, whose essence is very well preserved.

Although the quantity is very small, there is not even a drop, just a trace, but the energy contained in it is hard to imagine.

At least, the blood of the ten drops of the ancestor may not be comparable to the blood of an ancient **** in front of him!

Under Su Yu's gaze, a trace of the blood of nine colors burst out into the broken bone.

Then, with the rotation of the ancient God of Jiulong, the faint trace of the ancient god's blood was slowly diluted, and finally diluted into the blood of the half tripod.

Forgiveness is so, taking out a drop of diluted **** blood, the energy in it is still horrible, only slightly inferior to a complete ancestral blood.

Su Yu eagerly tried to use a drop of **** blood to urge Zulong Yiyu and Zongzu's fingers.

”Excessive dilution.” Su Yu was disappointed.

However, just as extreme disappointment, Su Yu suddenly found that when she stared at this **** blood, her mind was much clearer.

In the past, there was a lot of chaos. At this moment, it was clear as the clouds and the moon.

”Does the diluted ancient god's blood have the ability to improve perception?” The more Su Su thinks, the more he thinks it is possible. How does the ancient **** exist? Standing at the pinnacle of the Taoist master, it is a world-capable Kowloon Shending comparable to the Holy Mountain Emperor.

Every move they make includes the Avenue of the Heavens.

How improbable is the power of infinite perception in a drop of blood?

His heart was so hot that he swallowed this ancient god's blood.

There was a rush of sensation, and his body was burning as if burning, unbearable.

But Su Yu's mind is completely different in the senses at the moment.

He tolerated severe pain, took out ”The Nine Five Years”, and looked intently. Before that, he could not understand even the mysterious method.

”The pole of heaven and earth is nine, the square of the four is five, and the yang is full of stasis, and the dragon is looking ...” He murmured in his heart and entered the mysterious and mysterious thoughts.

The pain was gradually forgotten, replaced by a vast picture.

In the picture, an old man in pale clothes with an ancient crown on his head.

He held a dragon-shaped sword and stood upright under ten huge projections.

”All dragons, obey my dear ...” The old man waved with a dragon-shaped sword, and thousands of dragons fluttered fire like moths, violently toward the ten giant shadows ...

Su Yu was shocked, both in the ten towering shadows and in the old man's sword.

Then, it is the King Dragon Sword!

Who is the old man holding this sword, it goes without saying!

Zulong!

He is leading the dragon clan to fight the ten-day son of the Holy Mountain Jiulongding!

He continued to watch, but the picture came to an abrupt halt.

Su Yu returned from her thoughts, but her mood could not calm down for a long time.

When he inadvertently touched the sword of royal power in his arms, he faintly noticed that there was a slight connection between himself and the sword of royal power.

And ”Nine Five-Year's Secret” also has inexplicable comprehension.

”It really works!” Su Yu secretly rejoiced, preparing to take out a drop of blood of the ancient **** again. Who knows, Qin Hui's emergency knock came from outside the secret room: ”Master, we have a task.”

Su Yu had to take back the blood of the ancient gods and the Kowloon **** tripod.