"You can't represent Tu Shan. Just fall in love with Lewen" Fang Qingye shook his head and said, and didn't want to entangle with this madman anymore, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

In a flash, he reappeared in front of Fang Qingye, never allowing him to get out.

"If you force me to make a move, aren't you afraid that your already small longevity will be exhausted?" Fang Qingye said coldly, suddenly pointing out.

As soon as Mo Shouhei raised his hand slightly, he blocked Fang Qingye's finger, and said at the same time, "Why don't you negotiate a condition with me?"

Fang Qingye said: "What conditions do you want to discuss?"

Mo Shouhei smiled, looked at the chaotic real dragon on the earth, and said, "I can let you subdue him, but the vitality of this dragon belongs to me." ”

When Fang Qingye heard this, he decisively refused: "Impossible." ”

In Fang Qingye's opinion, compared to that true dragon, the harm of Mo Shou Hei to the beings of the earth was more serious, how could he let Mo Shou Hei get the vitality of that true dragon?

And once the black man really gets the vitality of the real dragon, his lifespan can be extended a lot, after all, a true dragon is enough to withstand the vitality of tens of millions of living beings.

There is not much longevity in the black, if the longevity can be extended, then he will have more strength to do more things, which Fang Qingye absolutely does not want to see.

"You will definitely agree to this condition no matter what, because you have no choice, and I can tell you that this dragon does have a real chance to become the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, and when the time comes, it will be much more difficult for you to clean it up than it is now. Mo Shou Hei said, looking leisurely, not caring at all how many innocent beings would suffer under the madness of the real dragon.

Fang Qingye is different, although he is a martial artist, he has inherited the will of Xuanyuan Ya, and he cares about the people of the world, so he can't sit idly by.

"Do you really think that I can't kill you now?" Fang Qingye finally became angry, and when he stepped out, his momentum increased a hundredfold, and a palm slammed towards Mo Shouhei.

The black pupils shrank slightly, and his body retreated, and at the same time, he waved his sleeves, and a ray of light appeared, dissolving the power of Fang Qingye's palm.

Fang Qingye's offensive continued unabated, and the might of Wu Zun was revealed, which was a terrifying force that was enough to change the color of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

And on the earth, many martial arts powerhouses seemed to feel something, looking up at the depths of the heavenly dome, they could feel the bursts of unimaginable terrifying aura.

Fang Lin also felt it, he was extremely familiar with his father Fang Qingye's breath, as for the other breath, Fang Lin didn't have to guess to know that it must be a conformist.

"Sure enough, my father was entangled in the black, otherwise he wouldn't have shown up until now. Fang Lin said secretly in his heart.

Thinking that his father was fighting with Mo Shou Hei at the moment, Fang Lin couldn't help but clench his fists, only hating that his strength was too weak and he couldn't help anything at all.

At the same time, the true dragon became more and more crazy, and went towards the place where the living beings gathered, and everywhere they went, the living beings were slaughtered, even the weakest creatures were not spared, and all of them turned into rolling vitality and were devoured by the real dragon.

And the aura of the true dragon itself is also getting stronger and stronger, and gradually there is a trace of aura that only exists in the ancient years.

This shows that it is transforming towards the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, and it seems that it will not be long before it can become the true Progenitor Desolate Dragon, just like the strongest overlord of the Ancient Years has descended, plunging the land into unimaginable turmoil and panic.

But the person who can really stop all this can't get out at the moment.

Fang Qingye was really annoyed by the black, this guy didn't seem to want to stalk to the death, just didn't let you Fang Qingye free up his hands to deal with that dragon, every time he delayed for some time, there were creatures on the earth that were in calamity.

"What's the matter?, are you willing to agree to the conditions I proposed?" Mo Shouhei saw Fang Qingye's anxiety and said with a smile.

Fang Qingye's eyes were gloomy, he didn't want to agree to the conditions of Sticking to Black, but he couldn't help but be so entangled, he really didn't want to delay here any longer.

"To subdue it, you don't necessarily have to kill it, the last true dragon with ancestral dragon blood between heaven and earth, I won't kill it easily. Fang Qingye said coldly.

Mo Shou Hei shook his head and said, "You have no other choice but to kill it, because it can have a chance to transform into the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, and it is also because I have helped it." ”

Fang Qingye was furious: "What did you do?"

Sticky Black smiled lightly: "I have preserved the ancestral blood of the ancestors of the Desolate Dragons who died in the ancient years. ”

As soon as Fang Qingye heard this, he understood that the true dragon of feelings would become so crazy, it turned out that it was because of the obsessiveness of the black.

"You actually gave it the ancestral blood of the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, in order to take away its life? Don't you think this is a bit redundant?" Fang Qingye said in an unkind tone.

Mo Shouhei let out a sneer: "The blood of the ancestral dragon is useless to me, and if this dragon does not step into the realm of the ancestral desolate dragon, it has no value, all the living beings it devours now will return to my body with its vitality, you say that a drop of ancestral dragon blood, in exchange for the extension of my lifespan, is this exchange very cost-effective?"

Fang Qingye was secretly annoyed, he still had something to do after all, he didn't realize when Mo Shou Hei gave the blood of the ancestral dragon to that true dragon, if he had found out earlier, he would not have put himself in a dilemma.

However, Fang Qingye also understood that the time for him to become a martial artist was still too short, compared to the long years of conformism, Fang Qingye was always a lot younger, if it weren't for the lot of preparations and back-ups that Xuanyuan Ya had made before he died, it could be regarded as paving the way for Fang Qingye, otherwise without Xuanyuan Ya's foreshadowing, even if Fang Qingye became a martial artist, it would be difficult to go toe-for-tat with the conformist black.

"Fang Qingye, you don't have much time to think about it, even I can't tell when it will become the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, and then you will not be the only one you will face. Sticky said with deep meaning.

Fang Qingye heard the deep meaning of his words, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he immediately agreed to the condition of sticking to the black.

"Since you have promised, then I will not stop you, but I also hope that you will keep your promise, and the life of this dragon will be mine, or I will let you know what the consequences of angering me will be. Sticky said.

Fang Qingye flashed away, his heart was very heavy, he was already vaguely threatening himself, if he didn't deal with this true dragon in time, once it became the Ancestor Desolate Dragon, then I am afraid that even the first generation of Demon Saints attached to the Demon Clan's holy tree would appear because of this, wanting to occupy the body of the Ancestor Desolate Dragon and reappear between heaven and earth again.