Su Heng wanted to push himself into a desperate situation and see how his abilities could be achieved.

However, Su Heng forgot something, he owns the Linyuan Sword and the Silver Moon Dragon Dragon Dragon - Yin Yue's dragon scales.

It means that Su Heng himself is influenced by the aura of the dragon clan, and it is a particularly obvious thing.

Su Heng is so good at his own real strength. In fact, his own weak strength is basically useless here.

Now, everything Su Heng can call comes from Linyuan Sword or Dragon Scale.

There is the inheritance of Yin Yue on the dragon scale. If Su Heng accidentally triggers it, he can go anywhere within the Long Abyss!

This Longyuan is equivalent to the back garden he is familiar with, and there is no place he does not know.

Unfortunately, Su Heng has not reached this point yet. He is just facing the Nine Ding Monument, thinking that he does not have much strength.

Su Heng's body emitted a golden light, and the halo covered Su Heng's whole body, and he didn't notice it.

Su Heng held the Linyuan Sword and stared at the Nine Dings Monument in front of him.

In an instant, the world seemed to be in front of you, and you could touch it with your hand.

"Strange? How could this person emit such a strong aura?"

When Su Heng held his breath, his body never moved.

Someone in the crowd below saw Su Heng and reached out to rub his shoulders, feeling that he didn't know how to describe it.

"How come this person feels like a demon clan's aura?"

Not only is one person full of doubts, but others are also more doubts, because what happened to Su Heng is a very obvious thing that cannot be ignored.

The people present are not people with no knowledge. They have seen many things, many things. When they take a look, they will know what's going on.

However, Su Heng's situation was an accident. They knew that Su Heng had the aura of a demon clan on his body, but he could not tell at all what Su Heng really belonged to.

What exactly happened to Su Heng?

"No, the situation on this person is so strange. Why do you think something is wrong with us?"

Some demons looked at the demons around them and shrugged their shoulders helplessly. The legs became weak and they almost knelt down.

This feeling is so strange. How could this aura affect their demon clan?

On the scene, everyone's body was not a relatively low-level existence, not to mention the fire-dance lion like Shi Hongming and Xuanyuan Yize's body Tianma clan.

If it is true that there is really so-called blood pressure, then what kind of demonic aura will be emitted from Su Heng?

The demons looked at each other and reached out to rub their necks. If they continued to think about it, the situation might be truly out of control.

Bloodline suppression is a direct suppression between demon races. Once such suppression occurs, it can only mean that the other party's race is a much larger level than you. In other words, the bloodline of the demon race standing in front of you is determined by the racial bloodline.

The top existence among the demon clan!

Only this possibility can cause blood pressure to occur.

What puzzled them was that Su Heng was clearly a human race, so how could it affect their demon race so deeply?

It's such a strange thing.

Su Heng, who was at the center of the incident, did not notice these things. He just looked at the Nine Ding Stele in front of him with a burning look. With the force on his hand, he was covered in golden light.

call!

Su Heng exhaled a breath and swung the Linyuan Sword directly, and slashed towards the Nine Ding Stele with one sword.

There are no complicated moves in Su Heng's hand, and one slash and one slash is enough.

This sword injected all of Su Heng's strength, and Su Heng also rebounded many steps because of this incident, and the recoil force of power was also an elusive thing.

Su Heng stood firmly, just holding the Linyuan Sword and looking at the Nine Ding Stele.

The sword shadow blocked through the middle of the Nine Ding Monument, and as the power disappeared, the sword shadow slowly dissipated.

The Nine Ding Monument, which was struck by a sword, now seems to have nothing happened.

The whole area is quiet, and only faint breathing can be heard, which is almost everything.

Su Heng held the Linyuan sword in his hand tightly, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and felt very nervous inside.

"Strange, why is there no movement in the Nine Ding Stele yet?"

After a while, there was still no movement when the Nine Dings Monument was posted, and someone muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, why is there no movement yet? Logically, it should be happening soon. What's going on now? So slow?"

The voice had just come out, and someone was following him to answer, thinking that this was indeed a bit strange.

"It shouldn't be the case of the integration of the Nine Cauldrons, right? This was the case with Shi Hongming before. As a human race, he could not have been able to do this, right?"

Someone took a breath and remembered Shi Hongming's previous situation, thinking that this was something unlikely to happen.

But if the object was Su Heng, this matter became an uncertain thing.

Just at this moment, there was movement on the body of the Nine Ding Monument, and the entire body of the monument began to shake, and the earth was like this.

"How could this be so loud?"

Someone barely supported his body and was very shocked by what happened.

This movement is much more powerful than Shi Hongming. Who is Su Heng?

Su Heng clenched his fists and looked at the abnormality of the Nine Ding Stele, not daring to breathe heavily.

What you will be like? Judging from the situation of the Nine Ding Stele, you should be able to understand.

"What's wrong with this, why is it shaking more and more violently?"

Someone grabbed the person next to him, and the ground was shaking harder and he was almost unable to stand firmly, so he could only support each other.

The movement is getting stronger and stronger. What is the situation?

"No! Look at the Nine Ding Monument, a dragon appears!"

The man next to him heard the man's voice and did not take it seriously. As a result, when he looked up at the Nine Ding Monument, a golden dragon appeared on the Nine Ding Monument, hovering on the Nine Ding Monument.

The dragon head looked down upon everyone, and the heavy dragon breath was revealed.

This is a dragon!

All human races and demon races have never seen dragons.

The last dragon in the world is on the Haiyun Sect, protecting the Haiyun Sect. The Haiyun Sect also protects it. It basically does not show up easily, and there are very few people who know its true face.

The golden dragon on the Nine Ding Monument is the real dragon that everyone here and the monsters saw for the first time.

"Is it Long? Why did Brother Heng?"

Meng Zhiwei pointed at the Nine Ding Stele. This was the first time she saw the dragon. In addition to being excited, she was thinking more about Su Heng’s true identity.

"It shouldn't be true, maybe it's because of some opportunity? For example, the long sword in my hand."

Meng Zhifei glanced at Jin Long and heard Meng Zhiwei's voice, he shook his head, thinking that it was not the same thing.

"Is that so? OK."

Meng Zhi looked at him with his head slightly tilted. Meng Zhifei just said that he knew.

Meng Zhifei did not continue to speak, but just looked at the Nine Ding Stele. The golden dragon was not a real golden dragon, but a mark of power left by the Golden Dragon clan on the Nine Ding Stele a long time ago.

It is almost certain that the Nine Ding Monument has existed for a long time, and even the end of the long river of time is far less than the Nine Ding Monument.

Longyuan is really a place that cannot be known clearly from the traces of history.

The golden dragon hovered on the Nine Ding Stele, and the dragon roared, and the pressure spread across the place, instantly suppressing all the demons on the ground. Even if they didn't want to kneel on the ground, they had to kneel on the ground.

"The Dragon Clan's Pressure!"

The demon clan crawled on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably. No matter what, they did not expect that they would encounter the pressure of the dragon clan at the Jiuding Monument.

Although they are all the best in their respective races, they can only crawl on the ground and kneel on the ground to show their loyalty when facing the Dragon and Phoenix tribes.

This is a natural racial suppression!

"Who is Su Heng?"

Some demons looked up at Su Heng in the air, but they still couldn't tell who Su Heng was.

Who is Su Heng?

Su Heng was just an ordinary person, an ordinary or even an ordinary person. Apart from the Linyuan Sword in Zhou Zhong, he had nothing left.

Even with all the fantasies, many things will not be what they imagined.

Su Heng was just the simplest person from beginning to end.

Bang!

With a loud bang, nine golden tripods exploded behind the Nine Tripod Monument. The golden tripods shone golden in a flash, carrying an inexplicable aura, like a breath brought out of the soil.

Once the golden tripod appeared, the golden light on Su Heng's body seemed brighter, even with a cold touch.

At this time, no one dares to approach Su Heng at will, otherwise the consequence would be that he would be hit by the golden light on Su Heng's body, and even an irreversible injury would occur.

Su Heng was not very clear about his condition, and even felt that there was nothing in his condition, and he looked similar to usual.
To be continued...