"When my great cause is accomplished, I will put your soul on this dragon vein, and after thousands of years, I can't say that you will become the new overlord of the world!"

Changchun Daoist looked at Qi Lingzi with a face full of disbelief, and felt the heart beating slightly under the palm of his hand - what a vigorous vitality, what an active spiritual power, and what a hot blood!

His palm, which was as white as jade, seemed to be like a black hole, and he was placed in Qi Lingzi's chest, absorbing all the endless essence in his body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info every inch of flesh and blood, every trace of essence and spiritual power, not a single star has been spared.

It's a rare feeling of satiety......

He looked a little intoxicated, and said with emotion: "The last time I felt such a feeling of satisfaction, it was on the proud son of the Xuanmen thirty years ago...... Hey, you can't remember that look......"

He looked at Qi Lingzi's round eyes, and said curiously: "That's right, it is the quasi-apprentice you were going to be admitted to the door back then. ”

"It's a pity!"

Changchun Daoist smacked his lips like an aftertaste: "His spiritual power is too pure, it is really attractive, young and vigorous, and very arrogant, I can't get used to it as an elder, so I have to clean it up in advance." ”

The heart that was still beating slightly was grabbed by the Changchun Daoist, tightly, not giving him the slightest chance to breathe. Qi Lingzi couldn't exert his strength all over his body, and every trace and wisp of essence was quickly drawn from his heart.

However, in just a few breaths, Qi Lingzi's smooth and flawless ruddy face immediately became dry and pale, and the folds of time were engraved on his face, withered and relaxed.

Even his eyes dimmed, and he didn't have the slightest hint of light.

His weakly struggling hand lay limply on the ground, and the back of his hand was full of speckled age spots, and his body was over sixty years old.

In the indifferent and calm smile of the Changchun Daoist, he slowly kicked his feet unwillingly, and finally opened his eyes and swallowed his last breath on this cold snow layer.

The practice of "turning snow into spring" for hundreds of years did not allow him to sleep in the warm spring with peace of mind.

And the Changchun Daoren, who was seriously injured, was smiling at the corner of his mouth at the moment, casually throwing the dead old man in his arms aside, and was standing up slowly.

His originally seriously injured dull face is now rapidly surging up with a healthy pale red luster, he has just absorbed the power of Qi Lingzi for hundreds of years, as well as his essence and flesh, and now, Changchun Dao people only feel that their whole body is full of inexhaustible strength, even in the face of the divine dragon, they are not afraid at all!

He stretched out his hand to recall all the seven spirit swords that had shown cracks in mid-air, and without looking at the cracked blades, he directly reached out and pulled out a few ghost babies attached to the sword and put them in his mouth!

At this moment, even if anyone comes, they can't recognize him as a former Changchun Daoist.

I saw that at this time, his eyes were red, and there was no trace of human nature in his eyes, and the scarlet mist surging around him was combined with the yin ghost aura, and his whole body was filled with one pure black aura after another, dangerous and violent.

Changchun Daoist looked at the divine dragon in mid-air, and a strange laugh appeared at the corner of his mouth. The aura surging under his feet, straight into the air, in front of the dragon!

It's not that he's too conceited, it's not that he's lucky, it's that he's already set aside a way out for himself.

Under the mountain, he was born a stupid son, but he has been preparing for a long time to take his body!

Now that this body has been dilapidated, there is no need to think about it and fight against the water.

The success or failure of the great cause of a thousand years lies in this!

Such a filthy soul breath has always been very disgusted by Shenlong. It looked at the ignorant human rushing up in front of it, and stretched out its dragon claws to crush him to death in the palm of its hand.

However, the speed of Changchun Dao people increased suddenly.

He didn't use any spiritual power to do any defense, only used his speed, and in the blink of an eye, he burst out of the dragon god's claws and rushed straight to its reverse scales.

That's the real weakness of the dragon!

Reverse scales are indeed the weakness of the dragon god, yes, but its scale armor is very stubborn, unless the blood cloud array sacrificed by hundreds of people can make it damaged, wouldn't it be delusional to hurt it with this kind of personal strength alone?

It looked at the figure of Changchun Daoist like a cannonball, ignoring the rushing figure, his body twisted slightly, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of dragon flame when he opened his mouth!

However, he saw a strange smile on the corner of the mouth of the Changchun Daoist who rushed to his eyes, and before the dragon could react, he saw that the person in front of him had exploded himself in mid-air!

………………………………

In the huge spiritual power vortex, the speed of rotation became faster and faster, but the dragon guard in the center was not affected in the slightest.

She stood there quietly with her arms outstretched, ignoring He Qing's desperate shouts in the sea of knowledge.

"Ah Qing, I have been possessed by you for too long, and the breath of the dragon that you and I carry is tightly entangled, regardless of each other. If you want to completely strip me away, I don't just want to leave your body. ”

"Therefore, I want to use this aura, with the power that it compresses to the extreme and then releases, to completely wash my soul out of your body, only in this way, what I do will not have any effect on you. From now on, you can keep your little secrets. ”

She looked relaxed, as if she was not talking about such a serious topic, but an ordinary existence like eating and sleeping every day.

He Qing shook his head desperately in the sea of knowledge: "I don't care! I don't care! I don't want to have my own little secret! I want you to live forever-"

Long Weiyi's every move was so obvious, He Qing refused to accept it no matter what, obviously it was good before, didn't it? Why break away from her, and use such a thorough way?

What soul will not affect her after it is completely detached...... That must be the last thing she wants!

She struggled desperately in the sea of knowledge, her arm constantly "banging" against the unknown barrier, because she was too eager, the golden light in her pupils flashed again, and even her right arm was slightly hot.

Long Weiyi occupied her body at this time, and was very sensitive to this change, so he decided not to hesitate anymore and act immediately!

Her outstretched index finger slowly flicked, intersecting and shuttling with each other, outlining an invisible silhouette in the air, and the charm that flashed inch by inch was incomparably mysterious, revealing an indomitable momentum that would never flinch, and it actually pulled the surrounding force that was still being compressed inch by inch!

The power of the rage is like nine heavens sweeping, the galaxy is pouring down, majestic and powerful, making Long Weiyi, who is in it, seem lonely and thin. (To be continued.) )