In the next month, Lu Jiang perfectly interpreted the outstanding spirit of hard work. Because the dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's head was too big, Lu Jiang simply divided the dragon's head and put the remaining dragon's eyes, dragon's mouth, and even dragon's brain into the storage bag in turn. During this process, Lu Jiang sighed more than once about his wise move. If he had sold all the storage bags before, what would he use to pack now?
When dividing the dragon head, Lu Jiang did not forget to look for the Qionglong Yuanshen. Although he guessed that the soul might have been taken away, Lu Jiang still did not give up and carefully separated the flesh and blood on the Qiulong's forehead. Lu Jiang carefully looked at it, but did not find it, and continued to cut it open and search.
After repeating it a few times, just when Lu Jiang lost his patience, he simply slashed the Longtou's forehead with a sword.
"Swish! Swish!" The sound of blood and blood division sounded along with Lu Jiang's movements. Just as Lu Jiang wanted to cut the flesh and blood, he suddenly felt an ancient aura accompanied by a weak dragon roar suddenly burst out from the cutting part of the heavy sword. Lu Jiang stared at the green blood left along the heavy sword's body in a daze. He was as if he was hit by five thunder. He was stunned for a moment, and then took out a jade bottle from the storage bag like crazy, and took the dripping green blood. Lu Jiang was in a daze, and his inner excitement made him tremble all over.
He did not expect that the blood of the dragon was retained in the head of the dragon, and it was flowing out of the spiritual sea of ​​Qionglong. It was probably the blood of Qionglong. This was simply priceless. When the blood was followed, Lu Jiang slowly and carefully cut the flesh and blood of the dragon head. Fortunately, the heavy sword was extremely sharp. The flesh and blood fell down under Lu Jiang carefully. Lu Jiang looked inside. Not only was he shocked, but there was a blue cave in his sight. The cave was almost as big as five football fields. Light green blood flowed on the ground. After countless years of erosion, it could still retain such blood. It can be seen that the dragon must have stepped into an extremely terrifying level during his lifetime, and this blood was probably already the essence and blood containing the power of Qionglong.
"This... is this Qionglong's spiritual sea? This is too big." Lu Jiang was frightened. You should know that the higher the spiritual sea, the larger the cultivation level. This big is not a substantial size. For example, Lu Jiang's spiritual sea is actually only the size of sand grains, but the space in the entire spiritual sea is as big as a room. The surface of this Qionglong's spiritual sea alone is so large. Then, the actual size of the Qionglong's spiritual sea space can be described as vast.
Just as Lu Jiang was amazed, the heavy sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly. Before Lu Jiang could react, the green blood from the Qionglong Spirit Sea suddenly flowed into the heavy sword.
"No!!" Lu Jiang roared, let go of the heavy sword directly, holding a jade bottle in one hand and stretched out into the spiritual sea. However, the heavy sword absorbed too quickly. When Lu Jiang had just collected two bottles of Qionglong's essence and blood, the blood in the huge spiritual sea had been completely sucked by the heavy sword. Seeing this, Lu Jiang's heart was bleeding. He put the two jade bottles filled into the storage bag, took out another jade bottle, and directly drilled into the Qionglong's spirit sea. He wanted to plunder the last blood. What made Lu Jiang cry without tears was that the entire spiritual sea had dried up, and no matter how he could collect no drop of essence and blood. He looked at the heavy sword angrily. At this moment, Lu Jiang almost wanted to smash the heavy sword.
This is the priceless treasure dragon's essence and blood. It was sucked so much by the heavy sword. Lu Jiang felt like he was trying to faint. However, no matter how angry he was, Lu Jiang could not make any effort to expel his anger on a sword. While sighing that fate was so good, Lu Jiang suppressed his heartache and began to look at the Linghai. He was hesitating whether to move the Linghai away.
"I have been soaked by the blood of the Qionglong for so long, this spiritual sea may be extraordinary." Lu Jiang muttered, and then he turned around and picked up the heavy sword. After absorbing the blood of the Qionglong, the surface of the heavy sword emitted a green light. Without thinking too much, Lu Jiang walked to the center of the spiritual sea and began to cut through the Qionglong's spiritual sea.
Just as Lu Jiang inserted the heavy sword into the Spirit Sea and was about to divide it, he suddenly noticed something under his feet. He looked down and was not only stunned. On the ground, a green dragon, which was about the size of a little finger and less than a foot long, was lying on the ground. The dragon was lying on the ground with his small eyes closed, as if he was sleeping soundly. Lu Jiang quickly squatted down and looked at it carefully. The green dragon was exactly the same as the dragon dragon, but it was only reduced countless times. However, Lu Jiang did not feel the little dragon's life breath, and guessed in his heart that the little dragon had been dead for many years.
"Is this little dragon the soul of this Qiulong? No, the soul of this Qiulong is not that small. Could it be a fragment of the Qilong's soul?" Lu Jiang thought about it. He took out a jade box and prepared to put the little dragon into the jade box. He would study it in the future. Just when Lu Jiang just touched the blue dragon with his right hand, the blue dragon glared open his eyes and made a sharp dragon roar.
"Ao!!"
The sound was earth-shaking and deafening, forming a sound wave that spread rapidly, causing a violent buzzing in the space. After the little green dragon screamed, he struggled and directly penetrated into the palm of Lu Jiang's right hand and disappeared.
"Fuck!!" Lu Jiang was so scared that he jumped back and swung his right hand quickly, trying to throw the little green dragon out, but what made Lu Jiang frightened was that the little green dragon actually swam into his own spiritual sea along his right hand. Looking at the little green dragon lying next to the demon of the spirit sea, Lu Jiang was stunned. The little green dragon actually closed his eyes and floated in the spirit sea, as if he had fallen asleep.
"This Qiulong is not dead? How could it not die?" Looking at the little green dragon in the spiritual sea, Lu Jiang became more and more shocked. If this little dragon is a fragment of the soul of this Qiulong, once the little dragon recovers its strength, wouldn't it be necessary to swallow him? After trembling, Lu Jiang wanted to force the Qiulong out of his body, but he tried several times without success.
Just as Lu Jiang was surprised and inconsistent, the echo of the little green dragon screaming still sounded in his ears. Lu Jiang suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, he picked up the heavy sword and ran out of the Qionglong Spirit Sea. Lu Jiang was worried that the little dragon's screaming would cause others. If they got the Seven Flower Blood Corridor Grass, it would be a loss.
Running out of the dragon head of the dragon, Lu Jiang carefully looked around and found that there was no abnormal movement, but Lu Jiang always felt that this place was not a place for a long time. The little dragon's roar was extremely loud. Who can guarantee that no one around heard it? After thinking for a moment, Lu Jiang planned to wait for ten days. If the seven-flowered blood grass had not bloomed in ten days, he would leave this place before it bloomed.
Then, Lu Jiang took out the essence and blood collected from the Qilong Spirit Sea, and looked at the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass. He opened the bottle cap and poured out a drop of essence and blood at the root of the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass. Since this blood Corridor Grass is grown by the Qilong blood bones, Lu Jiang wanted to try whether the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass can ripen the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass with the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass. Seeing that the essence and blood are quickly absorbed by the Qihua Blood Corridor Grass, Lu Jiang was not only looking forward to it.
What Lu Jiang didn't know was that when the green dragon was screaming, a burly young man sat cross-legged on a ruined site at the Burning Sky site. The young man had two sharp corners on his forehead, which looked particularly strange. He looked rough, with tiger eyes and thick eyebrows, but had a sense of majesty. When the little green dragon was screaming, the young man suddenly glared open his eyes and murmured: "What a pure aura of the dragon, has anyone found his ancestor?" Before he finished speaking, the burly young man jumped and turned into a ten-foot dragon flying towards the source of the sound.
Not only this young man, but even nearly 300 young masters from the Qiulong clan in the entire Burning Heaven Site heard the sound of the dragon roar. They all left their hands and rushed towards the source of the sound.
While waiting for the Qihua Bloodline Grass to bloom, Lu Jiang had the idea of ​​Qiulong's dragon head again. He cut off the Qihua Spirit Sea and threw it into the storage bag. At the same time, he would drip a drop of Qihua Bloodline Grass every day to ripen the Qihua Bloodline Grass. What made Lu Jiang pleased was that the Qihua Bloodline Grass had already shown signs of blooming.
On the eighth day of waiting, Lu Jiang suddenly heard a dragon roar resounding throughout the world, which made Lu Jiang, who was still dividing the scales, shuddered and returned to the edge of the Qihua Bloodline Grass as fast as possible. Looking at the buds that were still blooming, Lu Jiang cursed inwardly and dug out all the soil within one meter of the root of the Qihua Bloodline Grass. After putting it in the storage bag, he took out the three teleportation stones given by Tiankongzi without hesitation, crushed them directly, and disappeared from the spot. Although the teleportation stones are expensive, what does it count as compared to their lives? If they are caught by the Qiulong clan, they will probably be chased by them, whether they are at the Fentian site or the Fentian site.
"Roar!" The moment Lu Jiang disappeared, the sound of dragon roars echoed throughout the world, and several dragons appeared in the sky. When they reached the sky, they turned into humans and looked at the bumpy land dug by Lu Jiang below. When they saw the dragon head that had been divided by Lu Jiang, the young masters of the Qiulong clan widened their eyes. If they had not felt the strong aura of the Qiulong clan from it, they could not believe that they were the ancestors of their Qiulong clan in front of them.
"Ancestor!!" A young man in purple clothes suddenly screamed. He landed on the ground and knelt in front of Longtou. The other masters of the Qiulong clan also knelt on the ground, with all their expressions ferocious.
"Look! Look! Look! Look!! Anyone with the aura of our clan will be killed without mercy! No matter who dares to offend my ancestor Qiulong, no matter who it is, I, Qiuxiong, will definitely pull out your soul and throw it into the ancient soul refining prison!!!"
Chapter completed!