Chapter 24: Burial
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It is a spiritual light that the dragon god absorbs from the aura absorbed every day, with the power of the dragon god's swallowing, the sun essence and the moon are constantly pulled over, and the wisps of strengthening their own strength, constantly refining, constantly compressing, may be because it is too difficult, thousands of years, it is only as big as a pigeon's egg.
Compared with the huge body of the divine dragon, it is particularly inconspicuous.
After all, it was too small and too small, and if it weren't for the pure dragon aura that constantly exuded from it, I am afraid that it would really not be able to exist.
Sensing the vibration from the imperial capital, Shenlong couldn't help but become more and more anxious.
The Panlong Pillar is not only its shelter, but also responsible for suppressing the earth's qi veins, once damaged, the earth's qi veins gush, and within a hundred years, it will become a dead land where no grass is born. If this kind of fork goes wrong, I am afraid that the whole country will watch thieves run rampant, and the people will be miserable.
At this time, the race against time is not enough.
The dragon slowly and carefully drew out the dragon ball, which was a round ball like a quail egg, in this dim blue sky, emitting a glowing pale golden light, silently levitating on its chest.
It moved its body carefully in this small space, and gasped inward, instantly absorbing all the aura contained in this dragon ball, making the pale golden chubby bead instantly dim, like a dusty pearl, and there was no trace of brilliance. Then, after circling twice in the air, it immediately fell from mid-air with no succession.
However, the dragon didn't care about it.
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The soul of the Changchun Dao people did not take it away for the first time.
He did his best to spend his body, all he did was to use his soul to control this great array.
The dragon god had just collided violently several times, although he did not break through this cage, and he also suffered a lot. At this moment, under the shock of the soul, it became difficult to even maintain the sanity, and it was obvious that the soul was damaged.
However, the matter has come to this point, except for the destruction of the cauldron and the battle against the water, he has no other possibility, so he gritted his teeth, with a belief in being the king and hegemon, he still firmly clung to this dense layer of iron cables, and never relaxed at all.
However, what he didn't expect was that although the dragon god didn't dare to make a big move without permission, he gave birth to a dragon ball.
With the help of the power of the Dragon Ball, it quickly contained a thick barrier in front of it, and then rushed into this evil cage with all its might.
With the power of the Dragon Ball, but after three or five violent collisions, the pure black iron cables have slowly faded, and a few inconspicuous ones have also turned into flying ashes. Under the power of the sun and moon, it disappeared in mid-air.
Now, even if it is a soul body, Changchun Daoist feels a stalk in his chest, as if a mouthful of old blood is about to spurt out, but he has no body, and there is no blood to spew.
It's just that at this time, the figure of the soul is getting darker and darker, and it can no longer be maintained.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shenlong hurriedly took all the strength, contained the power of the remaining sun and moon essence just now, and tried his best to make the final blow!
"Bang!"
This time it was so intense that even the morning glow on the horizon seemed to spread out a lot.
But it's all worth it.
Just listen to the subtle "click" sound.
In this small world, the iron locks that lay in front of it broke one by one, turned into bits of fly ash, and disappeared in this heaven and earth.
After a while, the boss was already empty.
And as the iron cable was broken, the soul of the Changchun Daoist was finally distorted, and the three souls and seven spirits were all scattered, blending into this rolling spiritual power, and they were all strangled and killed, and there was no trace left.
-- Thousands of years of scheming and sins, finally at this moment, just like the sudden wind and snow on the Kunlun Mountain, facing the golden morning glow in the east, all of them are buried.
Time is pressing, even if the Dragon Balls are still left in this land, dim and unrelievable, Shenlong can't care about it.
He raised his head and roared, quickly gathered his body, and advanced towards the imperial capital.
There, there is the all-important Beaulieu Pillar.
Only by guarding there can we keep the lives of thousands of people on the land of China.
He flicked his tail eagerly, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
The sun finally jumped above the horizon, and the golden rays of light spread out, reflecting the land extremely warm. Accompanied by a sudden snowstorm on the top of the mountain for some reason, all the two hundred and seventy lives were buried here.
Even thousands of years later, no one will know what a tragic story there was here.
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The tyrannical spiritual power that had been compressed to the extreme quickly swept over, flying down, and the river overturned, with an unstoppable momentum, it was indomitable, and it swept through Long Weiyi's body mercilessly.
Or rather, He Qing's body.
This spiritual power is too huge, even if He Qing can't feel it, with Long Weiyi's eyes closed at this time, the blue tendons on his forehead bulging, and his whole body twitching slightly, he can understand how severe the pain is!
She slowly knelt on the ground against the unknown barrier in the sea of knowledge, crying silently.
"I don't need ...... I don't want ......"
But it has to be!
Long Weiyi's body was in great pain at the moment, but her heart was indulgent, and a smile appeared on her face distorted by pain: "A-Qing, you should look away." Now that my hundreds of years of life have been liberated, how do you know that it is not another beginning?"
Long Weiyi can easily control He Qing's body, which means that the connection between her and He Qing is not a little close. In this case, either of the two is damaged, and the other is not immune. And what she has to do now is to hurt herself.
For the sake of his own goal, Long Weiyi must completely separate the connection between the two. Such a huge power washed away, not only could it wash away the breath of the dragon that belonged to her, which was not pure enough, but also tempered He Qing's surging spiritual power again, making it more and more pure and easy to control.
At the same time, He Qing also covered his head painfully in the sea of knowledge.
A large number of stories and memories that she had never known before flooded into her mind. Hurried and hurried, without a trace of reservation and privacy, those are all that Long Twenty-Seven has ever experienced.
What she learned, saw, and thought of...... It's all instilled in He Qing.
Including her wishes, everything she had not yet spoken. (To be continued.) )