Chapter 246: Saint's Self-Destruction

The entire sea area was filled with the breath of destruction.

The waves were lifted up to a height of ten thousand meters by the air waves. In the endless explosion, any living creature that entered would be destroyed, including the saint.

"Boom!"

Chu Fengmian had already realized that destruction was coming towards him, and a feeling of death filled his mind.

"No, I will definitely die in the explosion! Such an explosion is enough to annihilate everything I have!"

Chu Fengmian clearly understood in his mind that in such an explosion, in the explosion of a saint.

Chu Fengmian had no hope of survival. Even if Chu Fengmian had the Battle Dragon Jue to recover, once he was completely killed, Chu Fengmian would have no chance of recovery.

"Saint's blood, swallow it for me! All the Golden Spirit Pills come out, swallow them all for me!"

Chu Fengmian made up his mind. Instead of waiting to die, he might as well make a last ditch effort. He swallowed all the saint's blood that he had just obtained from Saint Chu Heng in one breath.

He wanted to fight to the death and try to break through the realm of divine power.

In such an explosion, only this opportunity could allow Chu Fengmian to survive.

With one breath, Chu Fengmian turned all the blood essence and golden spirit pills of the saints into a long river of spiritual power under Chu Fengmian's urging, and all of them were swallowed into his mouth.

At such a critical moment, there was no time for Chu Fengmian to swallow it bit by bit. He could only break through madly in this explosion as fast as possible.

The power of the War Dragon Jue was urged to the limit, and the phantom of the ancient war dragon had been condensed on Chu Fengmian's body.

"Ancient Dragon Turtle, run away! I can't run away now, but you can!"

Chu Fengmian looked at the ancient dragon turtle on the side and shouted.

Now Chu Fengmian would never be able to escape the range of the explosion if he ran away, and he would be killed in the same way, but the ancient dragon turtle was different. As a demon god, he could resist as long as he escaped from the core of the explosion.

Even if Chu Fengmian died now, he didn't want to let anyone be buried with him in vain.

"But you, young master?"

The Ancient Dragon Turtle said anxiously.

He knew that Chu Fengmian would definitely die under such an explosion, but he couldn't leave and ignore Chu Fengmian.

After all, without Chu Fengmian, the Ancient Dragon Turtle couldn't have entered the realm of divine power.

Monsters are not human, but they also have feelings. He couldn't let the Ancient Dragon Turtle leave Chu Fengmian in vain.

"You leave quickly, I will impact the realm of divine power, I can bear it, I will definitely find a way to survive!"

Chu Fengmian shouted.

"Hurry up!"

It will be too late if you don't leave now, the explosive power of the Saint Chu Heng will soon be transmitted.

"Okay!"

The Ancient Dragon Turtle took a last look at Chu Fengmian and chose to leave. Now he can only choose to believe in Chu Fengmian, otherwise he has no way to help Chu Fengmian.

He can only leave now.

Watching the ancient dragon turtle leave, Chu Fengmian's only worry finally disappeared.

"Okay, now whether we can hold on or not depends on this one move!"

Chu Fengmian had already pushed the Dragon War Art to its limit, so that his entire appearance had begun to transform into a half-human, half-dragon appearance.

Chu Fengmian's power had already reached its limit, and he would soon transform into a dragon by refining the blood essence of the ancient dragon.

"Thirty drops! Thirty-five drops! Forty drops!"

On Chu Fengmian's body, the blood essence of the ancient dragon was condensed crazily, and his body gradually began to transform into an ancient dragon.

And almost at the same time, the power of the explosion had been transmitted.

"Boom!"

Instantly, Chu Fengmian's body was filled with endless destructive power, and under this power, Chu Fengmian's body was constantly broken.

But almost at the same time, the power of the Dragon War Art was also exerted, causing his body to grow again.

Because he had swallowed countless pills and the blood essence of saints, Chu Fengmian's body's recovery ability had reached an extreme.

In an instant, Chu Fengmian's body was destroyed hundreds of times, but under the recovery of the Battle Dragon Art, Chu Fengmian's body was re-condensed again and again.

Although each condensation requires a lot of spiritual power, Chu Fengmian has swallowed so many pills, which is close to half of the blood essence of saints in Chu Heng, so the spiritual power consumption is naturally fine.

In particular, this spiritual power consumption actually made Chu Fengmian's dragon transformation begin to weaken little by little.

"Okay! This is okay!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes lit up. Although the power of the explosion destroyed Chu Fengmian's body countless times, it was not enough to destroy everything of Chu Fengmian at once.

As long as Chu Fengmian still had a little hair left, he could be reborn with the power of the Battle Dragon Art. These destructions and rebirths made Chu Fengmian's spiritual power seem to surge again.

But Chu Fengmian knew that this destructive power was just a prelude, and the real power of Saint Chu Heng had not yet erupted.

Now that he could not break through to the Wind Control Realm and control the power comparable to that of a Saint, he would still be blown to death.

There was no point in increasing this little bit of power.

"Condensation! We must condense more ancient dragon blood essence!"

All of Chu Fengmian's power came from the Dragon War Art and the ancient dragon blood essence in his body, so if he wanted to break through, all Chu Fengmian could do was to continuously condense the ancient dragon blood essence.

Now because he was constantly recondensing his body, Chu Fengmian was spared the danger of dragon transformation.

Without the danger of dragon transformation, Chu Fengmian naturally had no more estimates and began to condense the ancient dragon blood essence with all his strength.

"Forty-five drops! Fifty drops! Fifty-five drops!"

Chu Fengmian constantly converted the spiritual power in his body, converting the spiritual power into drops of ancient dragon blood essence.

But this speed was still too slow.

Chu Fengmian had already felt that the final explosion of Saint Chu Heng's self-detonation was coming.

This explosion requires the strength to reach the level of a saint to be able to contend with it, and Chu Fengmian's condensation speed is still too slow.

"Hurry up! It must be faster!"

Chu Fengmian thought anxiously in his heart. After two lives and countless hard training, Chu Fengmian did not want to be destroyed now.

"Eighty drops! Eighty-five drops! Ninety drops!"

On the phantom of the ancient war dragon, drops of blood condensed frantically, and soon reached the point of ninety drops.

Chu Fengmian already felt that he was not far from the strength of a saint, and he was just one step away from a breakthrough!

"Ninety-seven drops! Ninety-eight drops! Ninety-nine drops!"

Chu Fengmian condensed frantically, but almost at the same time, the last self-explosion of the saint Chu Heng suddenly broke out.

The wanton and crazy spiritual power shook Chu Fengmian's body away at once, and his mind suddenly became blank, and he fainted directly, and his whole body was involved in the explosion.

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