In Long Pan's heart, a very bad feeling suddenly swelled up.

This kid has a smile on his face, but the words he says are unambiguous, such a monk is probably the one who really kills people without seeing blood.

The fundamental reason why the Black Dragon True Flame Divine Soul is difficult to peel off is that he is still in a good state.

Although it was suppressed on the spot, its strength is still there.

This is the fundamental reason why Sun Hao's soul sucking technique cannot be effective.

Since this is the case, it's so simple, first find a way to greatly weaken the strength of the Black Dragon True Flame's divine soul, at least to make his divine soul exhausted, and then do it.

After thinking about it again, Sun Hao carefully recalled some of his attack moves against the divine soul, and began to brew a plan in his heart.

Heilong Zhenyan saw that Sun Hao was thinking and brewing, his heart was beating a drum, and he was already babbling and scolding, just hoping to distract Sun Hao a little.

The current Black Dragon Zhenyan is like a fish on a chopping board, and there is no other way than to pray that Sun Hao does not have much to concoct himself.

Heaven and earth foreign bodies are born, and they often experience natural and man-made disasters in order to truly gain a foothold in the world.

Now, Black Dragon Zhenyan has regarded Sun Hao as the biggest disaster in his life, and only hopes that he can survive this catastrophe.

Sun Hao thought for a long time, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

With a flick of the wrist, the Doutian Stick appeared in his hand.

When it came to dealing with the divine soul, Sun Hao felt that the Doutian Stick inserted in the depths of his sea like a Dinghai Divine Needle that day should be quite powerful.

On that day, when Sun Hao did not refine the Doutian Stick, his soul seemed to be struggling, and he was sealed to death. Immobile. And a few of his best friends. Jian Baiforging and Dujiu died in the burial ruins when they were not in good condition and their divine consciousness was sealed.

Holding the Doutian stick, Sun Hao felt something in his heart, and couldn't help but think of those dead friends, gently stroked the stick, and sighed leisurely.

Long Pan saw Sun Hao take out the Doutian Stick and felt the awe-inspiring fighting spirit on the stick. I couldn't help but shout: "Sun Hao, Agarwood, you can't stab me with this stick again, if you stab me a few more times, my body will be greatly damaged, and when the time comes, even if you strip off the divine soul, you won't get much Origin True Fire ......"

He knew that Sun Hao's stick was very powerful, in his current state. I really can't stand the endless stabbing.

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "Seniors, don't be impatient, Agarwood knows what to do." ”

Long Pan scolded: "Sun Hao." You're so damned, you're obviously trying to torture Lao Tzu, and you still laugh so naturally, damn, how could Lao Tzu provoke such a ruthless person as you......"

Sun Hao ignored him, his consciousness moved, he sank into the Yuan Baby, felt the Doutian stick with his heart, and said in his heart: "Small, small......"

The natal magic weapon refined by the monk often has some change ability, but under normal circumstances, the structure and size of the natal magic weapon are difficult to change, but the higher the level of the magic weapon, the stronger the magic weapon, there are often some strange magical powers, such as Sun Hao's Sumeru Condensing Sky Tower, which can change the mini small tower, and can also change the current huge tower body that is 100 zhang high.

The level of the Doutian Stick is unknown, and the origin is even more mysterious, but it is undeniable that the strength of the Doutian Stick is definitely not under the Sumeru Condensation Tower.

Sun Hao felt that this Doutian stick should have a certain ability to change.

Yes or no, just give it a try.

Among the Yuan Infants, Sun Hao conveyed the idea of "small points, small points" to the Doutian stick in his hand.

Then, his eyes lit up and he found that the Doutian stick in his hand had really become smaller.

Shrink one circle, make it shorter.

Sun Hao was overjoyed in his heart, and kept saying: "Small, small, small, small, ...... small"

The Doutian stick in his hand changed in response to the sound, and kept shrinking back, becoming smaller and smaller.

Even the Black Dragon True Yan Dragon Disc forgot to curse Sun Hao at this time, and looked at the Doutian Stick in Sun Hao's hand that was rapidly becoming smaller in his hand with a little stunned.

This stick is amazing.

Can the monk's natal magic weapon still change like this?

Also, is the thief's natal magic weapon this divine tower in the sky, or is it this strange stick in his hand?

How do you feel like both, and both of them are so powerful.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for these two magic weapons, he wouldn't have been suppressed on the spot like he is now, and he couldn't move.

Now, what is Sun Hao going to do when he turns the stick into the size of a toothpick?

After a series of "little and small", Sun Hao found that the Doutian stick in his hand had reached his ideal state.

At this time, the Doutian stick had turned into a thick toothpick, like a large embroidery needle, pinched in Sun Hao's hand.

beckoned, Sun Hao shouted to Luo Mei: "Mei'er, your female celebrity is good, tell me, what kind of skills does this female celebrity need to pay attention to?"

Luo Mei looked at Sun Hao with a surprised look on her face, and chuckled: "Master, Mei'er's female red is a supreme skill in refining leather armor, but it can't target the monk's soul. ”

Long Pan was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

Sun Hao said with a smile: "Mei'er, but it doesn't hurt to say, the female red takes the needle, how to work hard, and what are the precautions." ”

If you don't ask for advice, Sun Hao is holding an embroidery needle-like Doutian stick, and he suddenly doesn't know how to do it, if the stick is too fierce, it really hurts the Black Dragon True Flame True Fire Origin, which is terrible.

Luo Mei saw Sun Hao ask again, but she knew that Sun Hao really needed the skills of female red, and said with a giggle: "Among the female red, there is embroidery, embroidery and embroidery, the heaviest tattoo, master, your thumb and index finger hold the back end of the needle, lift the needle, infuse the true yuan, rub it slightly, the fine needle will rotate, even rub, even rub ......"

Under Luo Mei's guidance, Sun Hao's fingers were rubbed by Zhenyuan, and the fine needles turned into Doutian sticks turned faster and faster.

When Long Pan saw the thin needles that had turned into a ball of golden light and shadow, a very bad feeling surged in his heart.

Luo Mei praised Sun Hao in her mouth: "The master is powerful, everything can be learned as soon as he learns, if the master needs, Mei'er is willing to teach the master how to refine peerless leather armor......"

As soon as Sun Hao thought of the scene of refining leather armor with a fine needle in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and shook his head with a light smile: "Then forget it, I just need to know the method of moving needles, and the leather armor of agarwood can be refined by Mei'er." ”

Luo Mei suddenly thought that she had really forgotten to refine a leather robe for Sun Hao, and suddenly said with her eyebrows fluttering: "Okay, I will help my master refine leather armor as soon as I have time, wait, I will definitely refine a world-shattering leather armor for you." ”

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "Thank you Mei'er, Mei'er has a heart." ”

After Luo Mei was admitted to the Sumeru Condensation Tower, because she was injured by Satsuma, she lacked part of her soul, and her personality changed greatly, plus she followed Sun Hao out to bury the ruins, which can be regarded as an alternative freedom, which feels good, but it is gradually and truly integrated into Sun Hao's collective.

Now that he wants to help Sun Hao refine leather armor, Sun Hao will naturally not hurt her enthusiasm, and Sun Hao is also full of expectations for her leather armor.

At this time, Luo Mei looked at the thin needle in Sun Hao's hand that was spinning faster and faster, and said: "Master, look ahead, find the target, bend your middle finger, and flick the ......."

According to Luo Mei's words, Sun Hao looked at the reverse scales of the black dragon Zhenyan dragon-shaped body, and flicked his middle finger violently, flicking it at the bottom of the high-speed spinning Doutian stick.

The thin needle-like Doutian stick flashed and flew out.

Long Pan was frightened and desperately wanted to twist his body, but he was suppressed and couldn't move.

With a pop, the thin needles turned into the Doutian Stick passed through the reverse scales of the Black Dragon True Flame.

The dragon-like body of the black dragon Zhenyan trembled violently, and in the sky, there was an earth-shattering "whoop" scream from the dragon pan.

The cry spread far away.

The monks on the big and small ships only felt a burst of fear, and their hearts swelled with shock.

The black dragon was abused and beaten by Lord Agarwood again.

What a terrible scream.

What is it like to be in the depths of his soul, today Long Pan has a deep experience, that kind of pain, he desperately wants to twist his body to relieve it, but on the contrary, his body is suppressed and can't move.

He also desperately wanted to twist his soul to think of other things to alleviate it, but his soul also seemed to be sealed, and he could only endure the boundless pain for life.

As soon as Sun Hao stretched out his hand, the Doutian Stick penetrated the flame body of the dragon plate, flew back, rubbed his two fingers, and the Doutian Stick spun again, with an indifferent smile on his face, Sun Hao said softly: "Senior, don't be impatient, let's continue." ”

Pain into the soul, pain into the bone marrow.

But Long Pan knew that he could only endure it.

If you can't help it, then what awaits you is probably the bottomless abyss where your soul is stripped away.

In the sky, the earth-shattering screams of the dragon disk came from time to time.

On the sea, the monks looked at each other.

In the life of a monk, there will be many experiences.

But like this time, I witnessed the strength of the black dragon with my own eyes, and then, and then heard the terrible screams of the black dragon with my own ears, this feeling is really mixed.

Sun Hao's methods may be very bad, and the monks are vaguely sympathetic to the black dragon, but there is no monk who dislikes Sun Hao, let alone intercede for the black dragon.

Success or defeat, that's all.

Moreover, Lord Agarwood may be the only way to really get rid of the black dragon.

If the black dragon really escapes the heavens, maybe in the future, everyone will suffer a catastrophe.

But they can't be merciful.

The miserable screams of the black dragon spread throughout the sky above the black dragon sea area, echoing for a long time.

This is the world of monks. (To be continued.) )