"You can start summoning!"

Zhou Tong recalled the soul-summoning ceremony that Grandpa Qingqing said, and then immediately started. A series of complex patterns were carved on the bloody altar by Zhou Tong.

Afterwards, Zhou Tong sat cross-legged in the center of the altar, and the dragon clan's holy sword was cross-legged on his knees and began the summoning ceremony.

This is the barbarian sacrificial method of soul-suming, and there are many things to do. Fortunately, Qingqing's grandfather told Zhou Tong all this, and Zhou Tong quickly mastered this method and used it.

"Woooooooooooooooooooo!"

As the ceremony was completed, a series of gloomy and terrifying ghost roars came from the bloody altar. Even during the day, you can see souls flying here and gathering from all directions.

But none of this was the dragon soul that Zhou Tong wanted. The dragon clan's holy sword emitted a monstrous holy light as Zhou Tong's heart. Suddenly, the monstrous soul shadow suddenly stopped and dared not approach Zhou Tong.

But soon, the wind was soaring, and waves of terrible blood evil spirits spread, and a huge soul shadow appeared, shocking all the souls near the altar.

This is a huge soul shadow that is more than ten feet tall, rushing from the distant sky with bursts of blood-like aura like red clouds.

"Boom!!"

Not only this soul shadow, but also several other giants flew over with clouds in the distance. You can even see several huge beast claws that emerged in the ink-like clouds.

Obviously, all the holy souls in the nearby area have come here and want to enjoy Zhou Tong's "sacrifice".

"court death!"

Zhou Tong's face turned cold, and the holy sword placed horizontally on his knees jumped up and fell into Zhou Tong's palm. Then he activated the sword intent of "The Story of Pacification" and slashed it with one stone.

"Clang!!"

The terrifying sword light instantly shattered the void and cut off the way forward. The soul shadows that attacked Zhou Tong were instantly cut off by Zhou Tong's sword. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying blood cloud fire burst out from the sky, and the huge soul shadows were instantly destroyed.

Although he did not use the real "The Art of Pacifying the Unrest", the sword intent specifically targeting the soul of the "The Art of Pacifying the Unrest" is a common thing in the heavens and all worlds. Especially when it was used with the Dragon Clan Holy Sword, those soul shadows could not withstand it under one sword.

"Roar!!"

But at this moment, a loud dragon roar suddenly came from a distance, and a dragon soul hundreds of meters long was seen flying from afar with the auspicious colors of the sky and the surging dragon aura.

This is an extremely terrifying white dragon. The slashed soul shadows before were like ants in front of this dragon soul. What surprised Zhou Tong the most was that except for the hind legs, this dragon was no different from the Ancestral Dragon.

"It's the previous sword-holding dragon of the Dragon Clan Holy Sword, it's really fate!" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, and he didn't expect it to be the dragon again.

But thinking about it for a moment, this is true. Because this dragon fell on this holy mountain, it is normal for his soul to be attracted by the holy mountain and turn into a holy soul.

Moreover, I used the Dragon Clan Holy Sword as a sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrific

"Roar!!!"

This dragon seemed to have some consciousness. It burst out with a shocking dragon roar, and a vague message was conveyed to Zhou Tong's heart.

"Well... you can give me all the power, but I need to take it myself?" Zhou Tong was stunned and understood the idea of ​​this dragon soul from the dragon roar.

This dragon also knows that Zhou Tongru is young this year and has poor strength, so he is definitely far inferior to his situation back then, so this battle is a battle of will!

"You didn't die in front of you at the hands of the Ancestral Dragon, but at the hands of the foreign tribe... I was unwilling to accept it and wanted to continue the unfinished Dragon King Battle? Well, since you want to fight me uprightly as the Dragon King, how could I avoid fighting? Come on! Let me see the true power of your dragon soul!!"

Zhou Tong opened his arms, and the dragon soul rushed towards Zhou Tong and entered his body directly.

"Boom!!"

As the dragon soul entered the body, the vast power was carried by the dragon soul and entered Zhou Tong's body. Suddenly, Zhou Tong's body turned over and over, and the vast divine power surged like the Yangtze River. Even his deep sea was stormy waves, and even the islands in the deep sea seemed to insist on being submerged.

You can vaguely see a dragon turning over the deep sea.

But on the other hand, in Zhou Tong's sea of ​​consciousness, the dragon soul and Zhou Tong's will have already started a war.

On one side is the Azure Dragon transformed by Zhou Tong's will. His body is already very similar to the Ancestral Dragon, and it is completely a fat Ancestral Dragon body. Now, except for the Ancestral Dragon body, he is only missing the Dragon's whiskers on his head and abdomen from the Ancestral Dragon.

On the other side is the white dragon transformed by the will of the dragon soul. This white dragon is further ahead of Zhou Tong. It can be said that except for the hind legs, the whole body is no different from the real ancestral dragon.

One blue and one white, two dragons fight.

The white dragon's scales are clanging, dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon claws, and dragon tails are full of sword energy. They have been in charge of the dragon's holy sword for many years. The cultivation of this dragon's sword path is extremely terrifying; and the green dragon roars like the reincarnation of the ancestor dragon, with dragon claws, dragon tails, and dragon horns all full of weapons, fighting against the white dragon.

The dragon roars in the sea of ​​consciousness almost roared with years. During the war, the blue dragon turned over and the dragon claws crushed the white dragon dragon horns; the white dragon waved its tail and blew the green dragon dragon scales.

The battle was extremely fierce, with blood in the claws and dragon scales shattered.

All the battles that Zhou Tong experienced in the world of immortality were just pediatrics. This was the real battle between the Dragon King, and the tragic level was even more than Zhou Tong imagined.

Bailong's understanding of the magical powers and combat skills of the dragon clan in this world is even greater than that of Zhou Tong, so even Zhou Tong has to pay the price of bleeding.

But he is not an ordinary dragon king after all. His original body is a war immortal. He has withstood the test of time and the supreme supreme in the forbidden zones of all dynasties. His battle of will will not lose to anyone. It can even be said that most monks in the heavens and all realms will definitely have the advantage.

This battle of will lasted for an hour, and finally the White Dragon's will disappeared.

"Win! The next thing is to sort out your body, and at the same time suppress the dragon shadow in the deep sea, and completely transform the dragon essence and essence of the dragon that has survived this dragon to me." After Zhou Tong defeated the white dragon, he immediately began to suppress the riot in his body.

During his battle with the White Dragon Will, his body was shocked by the power contained in the White Dragon Dragon Soul and needed healing in urgent need of injury.

As Zhou Tong took time to deal with it, the deep-sea mad dragon was gradually suppressed by Zhou Tong, and the essence of Long Yuan and Zulong, who belonged to the White Dragon King, also gradually integrated into his body.
Chapter completed!