Dragon Marrow is a good thing, and even using good things to describe dragon marrow is an insult. It should be called a peerless treasure.

Yes, it is a peerless treasure.

How many dragon bone marrow can there be in this world? Although the Nanming Sea is big, there are still some in the hands of the Heavenly King Guishan Step.

For ordinary people, the dragon marrow is extremely poisonous. Even if it is contaminated, it will be burned to ashes by the powerful and pure essence and blood inside.

Even a strong man in the heavenly level could not withstand the powerful essence and blood in the dragon marrow.

The dragon marrow cannot be compatible with any drug. If it is forced to merge, it will either the drug becomes ashes or the dragon marrow will be invalid.

When the eighth-level peak cannot be broken through, you can use a drop of dragon marrow to force it to break through. Of course, this failure rate is extremely high. Almost all those who want to take shortcuts are burned to ashes.

But for the ninth-level peak powerhouse, the dragon marrow is the best spiritual medicine in the world.

If you want to enter the tenth level of holy level, simply relying on external forces is purely a dream. But it is absolutely impossible to do without the help of external forces.

The demon sword, Turtle Izumimura Masato, reached the peak of the ninth level decades ago. But he was always one level short of that and it was difficult to achieve the holy level.

In fact, for thousands of years, there has been no record of the strong man achieving the holy level in Dongshenzhou.

Lu Jiuyuan, recognized by Dongshenzhou, is only the peak of the ninth level.

Of course, at the same level, strength will be very different.

The level of strength only corresponds to everyone's state of cultivation. It cannot be used as a standard for measuring other people's strength.

Just like Masashi Kamezumizu, although he is at the peak of the ninth level, he doesn't think he can beat Gao Zhengyang steadily.

The gusseted at the bottleneck, Guiquan Village chose to go back to Xuangui Island to farm. In nature, he understood life, heaven and earth, and martial arts.

After decades, although I have not been able to break through the bottleneck, I can understand the mind and understand the wonderful truth of nature, and my sword technique will undoubtedly go to the next level.

If you can obtain the dragon marrow to cleanse your body, even if you cannot break through the bottleneck of the holy level, you can live at least five hundred years more.

The drought turtle tribe has a long lifespan, but its growth period is also very long. If there were no accidents, Masato Kamezumizu would be able to live for a hundred and eighty years.

One hundred years is a blink of an eye for Guiquan Village. If there are another five hundred years of accumulation, it may be able to really achieve the holy level.

The king Guishanbu found that Guiquan Village was coming, and immediately had an idea to send the dragon marrow to him.

As he expected, Kamezumi Village could not resist this temptation.

Guiquan Village pondered and said, "I want three drops."

Kamedaki's face changed slightly, and she smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency, the dragon marrow is extremely domineering, it's useless for you to have so many."

"I just like to ask for so much." Guiquan Village was very unhappy with the king of heaven. He naturally had to cut it hard if he had this opportunity.

This matter was too big, and Kamedaki didn't dare to make decisions. He looked up at the void and signaled that the Heavenly King Guishanbu would make decisions.

Guishanbu in the palace looked cold and the former untouchables dared to argue with him now.

This is a provocation to the royal power and an insult to the bloodline of the Heavenly King.

Guishanbu stood up and paced back and forth, hesitating. He felt that if he gave the dragon marrow to Gao Zhengyang, he could also exchange for peace. But giving the most precious treasure to his enemy was difficult for him to accept.

The key is that so many people died, and they would give gifts, which would make other sea tribes laugh.

Moreover, if the news about Dragon Marrow is rumored, other sea clans will not help but come and grab it. It will be even more troublesome.

After thinking about it, it would be better to give the Dragon Marrow to Masashi Kasuzuma.

"You can agree to him." Kameyamasu said to Kamedaki.

Kamedaki did not dare to delay and immediately told Masato Kamezumizu.

"The King of Heaven agrees."

"Give the dragon marrow first." Masashi Kamezumi Village is not the king of heaven. He would not take the risk of taking action without seeing anything.

Although Guishanbu was a little unhappy, he still agreed. The most important thing is to kill Gao Zhengyang and solve the problem.

Every time I dragged it for a while, I didn’t know how many soldiers would die. Guiquan Village could drag it up, but he couldn’t.

Three drops of dragon marrow hit the bulging crystal bottle as big as a fist. Three balls of red blood piled up together but did not merge. Instead, they were independent of each other, and seemed to have a strange force between them, separating them.

"Everything is wrapped in Tianyi's true water, and the essence and blood will never be leaked."

Kamedaki introduced and handed over the sealed crystal bottle.

When Guiquan Village was taking it, it felt like its hands were sinking. The small crystal bottle weighed sixty or seventy pounds.

His turbid old eyes couldn't help but show a little joy. Unexpectedly, the Heavenly King Guishan Bu really had such a treasure. This time it was not in vain.

After putting the dragon marrow in place, Guizumi Village nodded and said, "When I go up, let the others retreat."

Kamedagi nodded quickly. Seeing the elite warriors being massacred in groups, he was also heartbroken. It would be better to be able to pull people off as soon as possible.

"Gao Zhengyang."

As he recited the enemy's name, Kameda Village was falling from the sky.

Gao Zhengyang looked up and glanced, his eyes fixed. He didn't know that the old man who appeared there was a typical dry turtle tribe. His feet were covered with mud, his clothes were worn, and his face was declining and bitter. He looked like an old farmer.

However, the old man's aura was long and deep, which was much stronger than a waste like the eight generals.

The Dragon Emperor's Salute turned, and the bright halberd blade spit out a thread of divine light, transforming into a perfect circle in the air.

Within this huge circle, all the soldiers of the Dry Turtle Clan exploded into blood mist almost at the same time.

More than 1,500 soldiers from a battle formation died tragically in this attack.

The other soldiers of the battle formation received the order and slowly retreated. On the huge open space, there was only Gao Zhengyang and Liu Qingge. There was a scarlet red under their feet.

Kameda Village fell several feet in front of Gao Zhengyang. He frowned and said, "You are the most murderous master I have ever seen in my life."

Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "Maybe you know too few experts."

"I'm old, my brain is not very useful, and I'm not good at bickering."

Guiquan Village urged the village sword and slowly inserted it into his waist. "We are all strong people, and there is no point in verbal disputes. Let the weapon decide the right or wrong."

Gao Zhengyang also had to admit that although this dry turtle tribe was dressed in a tortoise, he had the demeanor of a strong man.

He doesn't have to be arrogant or pretend to be profound. He just talks about the simplest and simple truths, which makes people unable to refute.

Talking to such a strong man can only lose face.

Gao Zhengyang nodded, held the Dragon Emperor's Sphur and bowed: "Xin Buddha Sect, Gao Zhengyang."

Masato Kasumi Village also bowed his fists and returned the greeting, "Chungui Island, Masato Kasumi Village."

Gao Zhengyang has never heard of the name of Masato Kasumi Village, so he doesn't care much. Compared with the name, talent is more important.

It was the commotion of the warriors of the Drought Turtle Clan around them. They had heard this name and couldn't help but get excited at this moment.

The demon sword, Turtle Izumizumakura, was powerful back then and was also well-known in the Sea Clan Alliance. He is a recognized strong man in the Nanminghai.

The two generals, the Shan tribe and the Lin tribe who were commanding the army in the rear, looked at each other with a little more relaxed look.

They had fought with Guiquan Village back then and knew his power well. Although Gao Zhengyang was strong, he could not escape death under the demon sword.

After these many soldiers died, Gao Zhengyang and Liu Qingge were still unscathed. The two generals were under great pressure.

Finally someone stood up and pushed the tank, so he was naturally particularly happy. But at this time, no matter how good he was, he couldn't show it.

Guishanbu in the palace stared at the slow-moving Masashi Kamemura on the water mirror, looking gloomy and gloomy.

If he hadn't been too arrogant and could not treat the other party politely back then, Masato Kamezumizu would not have left Kuraku Island.

It has been almost two hundred years in a flash, and the Masamu of Guiquan Village no longer has the arrogance and sharpness of that time. His demon sword seems to have lost its sharpness in the sharpness of time.

"Do you think he can win?" Kameyama asked suddenly.

Kamedagi, who was kneeling beside him, hesitated, "His demon sword was sharp in his early years and was too fierce. Now that he has returned to the essence, it can be seen that the sword technique has been higher than the top. Although the world is big, a sword technique like him is enough to be called a master."

He paused and said, "Gao Zhengyang's body is extremely strong, but he is too young at the end. Although he is strong in his spirit, he is being restrained by Guiquan."

Guishanbu sneered, "After they take action, they will urge the battle formation to prepare the Tianyi magneto-light divine thunder cannon. If Guiquan is rude, he will kill Gao Zhengyang."

Kamedagi's face changed slightly. Tianyi's magneto-light divine thunder cannon was extremely domineering. If you shoot one shot, you're afraid that even Kamezumi Masao will not be spared.

It just started too slowly and it poses little threat to prepared ninth-level powerhouses. So it has never been used before.

"Yes, the king of heaven. I'll make arrangements now."

Kamedaki doesn't like Kamezumi Masato, so he has no objection to this. He dares not object to it. He just feels a little sorry for the dragon marrow.

If this shot continues, everything will turn into ashes.

Kameyama Wai seemed to see through Kamedaki's thoughts and said, "I think Gao Zhengyang's long halberd and cloak are not ordinary artifacts. As long as you can get these two divine objects, our clan will definitely be able to strengthen its prosperity."

"The King of Heaven is really far-reaching and admires his subordinates."

Kameda Ki is not simply flattering. He also thinks that Gao Zhengyang's long halberd is different from his cloak, and he can really get a hand to be a magic weapon for the country.

In contrast, these losses are affordable.

Masato Kamezumizu on the battlefield slowly sorted out his clothes, took off his ragged straw sandals, and then held the handle of the knife and said, "I only practice one sword technique in my life: sword drawing."

Gao Zhengyang didn't say anything. He didn't quite understand what Masato Kamezumizu meant. Before starting, introduce his unique skills. What is this routine?

Masato Kamezumi Village didn't care about Gao Zhengyang and continued: "The so-called sword drawing technique is extremely simple, which is to draw the sword, cut and collect the sword. This is how I used three steamed buns to exchange for my unique skills from the wandering warriors."
To be continued...