Dragon King Zhaolie himself didn't know what the water in the well was, he only knew that in the past, those powerful people in the dragon clan would slowly die after a long time in the well.

At the beginning, the consciousness and soul were dispersed, and then the physical body was dispersed, but they all turned into an imprint and appeared on the wall of the well, and whether the imprint space was of any special use, the dragon king Zhaolie still did not know, but he could feel that there was an inexplicable power in the imprint.

However, until now, Chen Gong did not feel the slightest lack of energy, which was also the reason why he seized the time to sacrifice the Prison Dragon Well, although the Prison Dragon Well could be used by him, but it was only a shallow part.

The temple scene in Chen Gong's eyes had disappeared, and the white halo appeared again, and he tried to communicate with his spiritual sense, but when his spiritual sense probed the white halo, he felt that there was nothing.

When he strengthened his spiritual sense and tried to investigate, the halo disappeared.

He was not in a hurry, this was not the first time he had disappeared, in the past few days, Chen Gong had already figured out some ways to watch that mysterious white light, he once again communicated with the fused wind mark in his mind, using the wind listening technique, and with the help of the Red Flame Butterfly's illusion-breaking magical power to watch the sky.

Above the eyes of the idol, black and white no longer shone brightly, but the imprint of two winds appeared, and black and white were integrated into the imprint. In the midst of such eyes, the white halo appeared again.

He could see, but he couldn't feel the halo. And he could see but couldn't see what was in the halo.

The spiritual sense probed carefully again, over and over again, and found nothing, but he did not give up.

Dragon King Zhaolie could feel the breeze blowing in the well, of course there would be no wind in the well, and he also knew that those winds were Chen Gong's spiritual sense, but he only thought that Chen Gong's spiritual sense was exploring the flaws in the dragon well and wanted to come out.

In the process of perceiving the white halo with his spiritual sense, Chen Gong still couldn't help but think of Zhu Toushan in his heart, and then the scene of Zhu Toushan being hung on a tree appeared in his eyes, and then he thought of the sword spirit, thinking about how she could sit idly by, and then the figure of the sword spirit appeared in his eyes.

In a gloomy and dark obscure world, a woman in a black dress stood on a hill, and there was not a single tree on the hill, only black soil. To the left and right of the woman in the black dress stood a mandrill, one slightly stronger and one slightly thinner, all of them lying on the ground, staring very vigilantly ahead.

The woman in the black dress held a mirror in her hand as if she were facing a great enemy, and in front of her stood a man in a golden mask.

Chen Gong's eyes seemed to have seen through the Yin and Yang worlds in the Void Inner Realm, and what he saw in his eyes didn't know how many thousands of miles away from his body, he couldn't hear it in his ears, but he could see it very clearly.

I saw that the sword spirit was like a great enemy, facing the person wearing the golden mask, the person's whole body was black and hazy, and he couldn't see the body clearly, but he could see the mask clearly, there seemed to be lines on it, and it was like a series of sword marks, revealing an indescribable aura.

The two seemed to be talking, motionless.

The sky was gloomy, the ground was also black, and occasionally a geist appeared in the distance, but they quickly moved away after feeling the breath on the two of them.

Chen Gong could see at a glance that this place was the underworld, and he didn't understand when the sword spirit went to the underworld again.

Suddenly, as if a wind was blowing, the person wearing the golden mask scattered with the wind, but at this moment, the Soul Treasure in the sword spirit's hand raised his hand and shone out, and a gray light flashed away.

The gray light passed, and the man emerged from the void, but then disappeared in an instant. The sword spirit clasped the soul treasure in his hand tightly in the palm of his hand, his body rotated slowly, his eyes stared at the void, and when he turned around, Chen Gong saw that her face was unusually serious, this was an expression that Chen Gong had never seen on her face, even in the face of the sneak attack of the land god Ying Su and outside the city of Qin Guang Wang.

Looking at her expression, Chen Gong couldn't help but think of the word life and death.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the sword spirit, and the killing intent was compelling, which Chen Gong had never felt in the sword spirit, the moment she raised her head, the gray light of the Soul Treasure in her hand flashed, and where the gray light had shone, there was a dark golden flash of light. The sword spirit did not stop, quickly turned around, and shone in one direction, and then rose up, swept down the hillside, the two mandrills, one large and one small, followed closely behind her, the sword spirit did not stop, sometimes drifting and flickering, sometimes standing still, and the soul treasure in his hand shone a gray light.

At this moment, the dragon king Zhaolie sitting on the well suddenly slapped on the edge of the well, Chen Gong's heart was shocked, as if he had been punched in the heart, he actually had a feeling of suffocation, which he had never had since he achieved the idol of the gods, and the scene in his eyes was also broken at this moment.

Suddenly, he saw a dragon appear in his eyes, this dragon was one-horned, not clear, like an illusion, and before he could react, the one-horned dragon had already rushed into his eyes.

His heart ached sharply, as if a needle had pierced his eye, and as soon as the dragon entered his eye, it kept flipping, and the pain in his heart made Chen Gong's mind unable to concentrate at all, or he could no longer concentrate on thinking about anything else, all his thoughts were concentrated in the left eye.

Seeing a small yellow worm biting one bite at a time, and every time the little yellow worm bit him, he felt a piercing pain, Chen Gong couldn't help but think of the Demon Lotus Soul Cup that invaded his body in the Heavenly Sword Peak back then.

As soon as Chen Gong saw the bite of this yellow worm, he understood that this yellow worm was biting his own consciousness, and the small horn on the yellow worm's forehead was extremely conspicuous, which made Chen Gong think of an ancient book about the dragon clan that he had seen in the Ancient Xiaomen Zangjing Pavilion, according to the description inside, this yellow worm should be the legendary yellow dragon, which specializes in devouring the consciousness of all heavenly beings and growing.

Chen Gong was sure that this Yellow Dragon was biting his spiritual sense, so he felt pain all over his body, but there was no wound.

He understood that this was the Dragon King of Inoue's action, and at the same time, he also understood that the Dragon King's means and purpose were to dissipate his consciousness, and then occupy the body of the idol, and remove the curse on his body through the power of divinity and faith on the idol, so that he could completely get rid of the aging of his body and soul.

Thinking of this, Chen Gong had already summoned the Red Flame Butterfly back in a flash of thought.

The red flame sword butterfly at the mouth of the well flew downward, and it was actually in the blink of an eye that it had already reached the front of the statue, and it flew out of the well for so long before, as if it was flying in place, and it did not go away.

The sword butterfly flashed in front of Chen Gong's body, and then an illusionary butterfly appeared in Chen Gong's sea of consciousness, the butterfly flew towards the Yellow Dragon from the inside out, the body of the stone statue was like a dark world, and the butterfly that radiated light turned into a cyan bird at the moment when it flew down towards the Yellow Dragon, and the red flame sword had turned into an invisible sword, and could be transformed into various forms.

Chen Gong didn't know the name of this bird, but he subconsciously felt that this Yellow Dragon should be afraid of this kind of bird, and then the Red Flame Butterfly turned into such a bird, which was an extremely subtle feeling.

As soon as the bird came out, the yellow dragon was like a great enemy, and when he raised his head, his body quickly expanded, turning into a small yellow dragon with a single horn on his forehead, making a sound like a cow's roar, and a dragon qi surged.

The bird of the green dragon fluttered its wings and flew, and the place where the wings slapped was like a sword cutting through the void, not afraid of the yellow dragon at all, and a clear sound came out of its mouth, and when it was listened carefully, there was a sound of sword chanting in the clear sound.

The bird swooped down, and the yellow and white color appeared on its claws, which represented the spiritual power of the mountain and the power of faith, and went straight to the head of the yellow dragon.

Huang Long's body curled up and shrank, and the single horn on his forehead emitted a white light, and a little white light went towards the blue bird **** above his head. The blue bird turned its body, drew a graceful arc to avoid the white light, and fell towards the little yellow dragon's head again, the sharp beak pecked at the yellow dragon's head, the yellow dragon hurriedly twisted his head, avoiding the sharp beak pecking at the head, but the body was pecked squarely.

The yellow dragon roared angrily, its body turned over and swelled a little bigger, and it rose up, faintly with a bit of momentum of soaring clouds and mist, and the single horn above its head shot out a white light again, but the blue bird was still extremely dexterous to dodge, and at the same time pounced towards the yellow dragon.

The yellow dragon suddenly turned around and left, as if jumping out of the windowsill, rushing out of the eyes of the god statue, turning into an illusory dragon, and faintly you could see that the dragon's body was yellow.

The yellow dragon rushed out of the eyes of the idol, and it swelled a lot in the void in the well, but the blue bird also rushed out closely behind, disappeared in a flash, and when it came out again, it had already appeared above the yellow dragon, and the yellow couldn't dodge, and was caught by the bird.

The blue bird pecked it down, tore off the flesh of the yellow dragon and swallowed it into its stomach, and after a while, the yellow dragon was swallowed clean by the blue bird. And the blue bird also turned and flew away, returned to the body of the idol, and disappeared.

The Dragon King Zhaolie, who was sitting at the mouth of the well, was shocked, he didn't expect Chen Gong to have such a means, and he didn't realize that he once again assessed Chen Gong's strength in his heart, especially for that butterfly, he felt even more mysterious and powerful.

When he thought of this, he became happy again, because the more powerful Chen Gong was now, the more powerful he would be when he occupied the body of the god statue.

The Red Flame Sword Butterfly flashed and sank into the body of the god statue and appeared in the Purple Mansion.

In Chen Gong's own perception, this Red Flame Sword has become more and more mysterious since it fused with many supernatural things in his body, but this fusion has not yet been completed, and in the end, the spirit of this fairy sword will grow to such an extent that even Chen Gong himself is not sure.

Thinking that there was actually a mystery in his body that he couldn't grasp, Chen Gong gave up the exploration of the prison dragon well that he had never discovered, and turned his attention to the body, wanting to find changes and opportunities in the inner body.

Dragon King Zhaolie was not in a hurry, he had already waited for so many years, how could he not wait for such a little time. Prison Dragon Well already has the ability to refine living beings, but it is very slow, and this slowness is like time, irreversible, although it is slow, it never stops. He knows. Chen Gong will one day be wiped out in this well, and before it is annihilated, it is time for him to make a move, and the only thing he has to do is to speed up the process.

Time is passing, and the heavens and the earth are changing.