Chapter 226: The Lord of Beitang

Chu Fengmian sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of him, there were countless spiritual medicines and pills.

These spiritual medicines and pills were all selected by Chu Fengmian from the treasures of Emperor Fengrao.

There were not many precious things in the treasures left by Emperor Fengrao, but this kind of pill was a huge fortune.

Chu Fengmian carefully calculated that there were tens of millions of Golden Spirit Pills in it.

Tens of millions of Golden Spirit Pills, converted into Qi Gathering Pills, are a full 10 billion.

Ten billion Qi Gathering Pills, what a concept, I am afraid that many saints of Wusheng Academy cannot afford such a huge fortune.

Compared with some other spiritual tools, this Golden Spirit Pill is Chu Fengmian's greatest wealth.

He is now practicing the Battle Dragon Art. Every time he condenses the blood essence of the ancient battle dragon, he needs endless pills. Although tens of millions of Golden Spirit Pills seem to be a lot, it is still far from enough for Chu Fengmian.

"Now I can try again to condense the blood essence of the ancient dragon..." Chu Fengmian whispered to himself. In his blood, there are already ten drops of blood essence of the ancient dragon, but compared with the total of 129,600 drops, it is still far from it. Moreover, Chu Fengmian has discovered that the stronger the strength, the less power the blood essence of the ancient dragon provides. He must condense a lot of blood essence of the ancient dragon in one breath to improve his realm. "Let's try to condense it now and see where the limit is now." Chu Fengmian whispered to himself, and then he waved his hand. The countless golden spirit pills in front of him now turned into a group of spiritual energy, all of which were swallowed into Chu Fengmian's mouth. In Chu Fengmian's mind, the power of the dragon battle has been pushed to the extreme. The phantom of the ancient dragon in his body continued to greedily devour the spiritual power of the golden spirit pill. "Boom!"

A dragon's might suddenly burst out from Chu Fengmian's body. This dragon's might made Chu Fengmian's skin begin to have some faint dragon scale marks.

These dragon scale marks are not real dragon scales, but they can add the power of dragon scales to make Chu Fengmian's body stronger.

"The person who created the War Dragon Art is definitely not from the Nine Realms. It is impossible for a Nine Realms warrior to create such a terrible technique."

Feeling the changes in his body, Chu Fengmian couldn't help but sigh.

This War Dragon Art is not just a simple dragon-like method, but more like a full display of the advantages of the ancient war dragon, and all the shortcomings in it are absent.

The ancient war dragon is the peak of the Nine Realms. Even many strong men can only look up to it, so how can they point out its shortcomings.

The person who created the War Dragon Art must be at least much more powerful than the ancient war dragon.

"Xing Xuan, what is his origin? He has always been mysterious, but maybe he is outside the Nine Realms."

Chu Fengmian couldn't help but sigh. Unlike many people, Chu Fengmian once asked the Lord of Sword Dao what was outside the Nine Realms in his previous life.

And the Lord of Sword Dao's answer was that outside the Nine Realms was the entire huge world, and the Nine Realms was only a part of it.

Maybe Xing Xuan came from the world outside the Nine Realms. Only the outside world has such a terrible technique.

The stronger the power of the War Dragon Jue, the more excited Chu Fengmian was. It also meant that Chu Fengmian could have greater hope to flatten the seven major sects and avenge his master, the Lord of Sword Dao.

"Condensate! Condensate! Condensate! All spiritual power, condense into the essence of the ancient war dragon!"

In Chu Fengmian's body, the spiritual power expanded wildly, as if it was going to burst Chu Fengmian's body.

Chu Fengmian suppressed this spiritual power and immediately gathered all the spiritual power of the ancient dragon phantom.

Drop by drop of golden ancient dragon blood essence began to condense in Chu Fengmian's body.

Chu Fengmian could feel that the power in his body was becoming stronger and stronger.

"Boom! Boom!"

Beside Chu Fengmian, countless spiritual powers suddenly burst out, breaking everything around him. This was the spiritual power that could not be refined and emitted.

His body also began to grow countless scales, and his hands began to change into the shape of dragon claws.

The whole Chu Fengmian now looked like a half-human, half-dragon monster. In an instant, Chu Fengmian's blood was.

"What's going on?"

Chu Fengmian was shocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a change since he practiced the Dragon War Technique. Chu Fengmian felt that his flesh and blood had begun to change.

His genes were already changing towards the ancient war dragon clan.

"Damn it, you idiot, why did you start to transform into a dragon!"

Xing Xuan's voice sounded, and he seemed a little anxious in his voice. He didn't expect Chu Fengmian to suddenly change like this.

"If you practice this War Dragon Art rashly, you will not be able to bear the ancient war dragon essence and blood in it, and you may directly turn into a dragon. How did you condense so much ancient war dragon essence and blood?"

Xing Xuan observed for a while and understood that Chu Fengmian could not bear it all at once because he condensed too much ancient war dragon essence and blood, causing his whole body to turn into a dragon.

Once he turns into a dragon, everything about Chu Fengmian will become the same as the ancient war dragon. Although he can gain huge power, his consciousness will also be destroyed at the same time, and he will become a madman without consciousness.

This dragon transformation is actually a kind of obsession.

"Oh no, I was too eager for quick success and instant benefits, so my body can't bear it?"

Chu Fengmian's mind moved, and he also understood that now he has condensed ten drops of ancient war dragon essence and blood this time.

This has doubled the ancient war dragon essence and blood in Chu Fengmian's body.

Therefore, Chu Fengmian's body can't bear it, but he turns into a dragon.

"No, how can I turn into a dragon!"

Chu Fengmian shouted in his heart, and at the same time, he burst out all the strength in his body.

He began to suppress the ancient dragon blood in his body frantically.

Now he must use his own strength to suppress the ancient dragon blood.

One minute, one hour, ten hours.

A full day passed, and the dragon in Chu Fengmian's body was still gradually changing, until a day later.

The ancient dragon blood began to ease little by little.

"The dragon transformation finally stopped."