Fortunately, the little prince Zhao Yu's Huo Chilong helped a lot.

Zhu Minglang found that it was really difficult to peel those fire thorns by himself. After all, his body was not as indestructible as the sword spirit dragon, and the sword spirit dragon had no claws and teeth, so he could not tear off the fire thorns. If he forced his sword to cut, he would easily touch the restless fire liquid.

Take a deep breath, after all, it was Shenrui, and Zhu Minglang has never tried whether he could cut it off.

"Swish!!"

Zhu Minglang raised his hand very quickly, and he could hardly see the movement of his arm.

The sword light shone, and the light blade was like the moon, slashing sharply and accurately at the wisp of life that was connected to the divine root of the earth.

As if slashed on an extremely strong chain, Zhu Minglang even felt the power of recoil, which made his palm hurt.

But the life span was still broken. Zhu Minglang suddenly saw a face appearing in the flowing fire fluid, and then dissipated like the wind.

Perhaps because of the dream, or perhaps because he had soul bonds with Nuwa Dragon, Zhu Minglang suddenly felt relieved.

The shackles wrapped in the soul, and the tree of sadness and pain condensed in the deep roots of the soul, were cut off with this clean and neat sword...

"Keep this divine stamen, maybe the earth vein fire stamen will revive in the future. Why did you want to kill it?" Elder Yuan asked in confusion.

"Elder Yuan, this thing is originally given by God. We have taken it for ourselves. Now it is time to return it." Zhu Wangxing said weakly.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and took a look at Zhu Wangxing...

It seemed that he knew something, Zhu Minglang felt the guilt in Zhu Wangxing's heart from his tone.

This divine core has been completely different. Fortunately, Zhu Minglang specially took a large part of the tranquil fire liquid, which is enough for Zhumen to use for the past ten years. As for whether the divine core will grow in ten years, it is not something he has to care about.

Anyway, Zhu Minglang's opinion, Nuwa Dragon must be more meaningful than this earth vein divine core.

...

Back to the depths of the earth veins, before he could enter the dark green pond, Zhu Minglang heard a very slight voice, just like a woman's long skirt dragging gracefully on the ground.

"Na~" A pleasant voice sounded, and Zhu Minglang saw a slim and graceful figure moving towards him in the cracks like a cave. Her night-like amber eyes were flashing with the brilliance and pleasure.

She reached the boundary of the earth vein that she could not cross. After hesitating for a while, Nuwalong moved forward, and his soul was no longer imprisoned by any chains. A smile opened on her somewhat strange but beautiful face, as charming as a gloomy orchid.

"You can leave here, you can go anywhere you want." Zhu Minglang said to Nuwalong.

This is the time to be demeanor.

Even though Zhu Minglang was very excited that Nuwa Dragon would give his body and mind and become his sixth spiritual dragon, he would show the demeanor of a broad-minded dragon shepherd at this time.

I saved you, not because I wanted to possess you.

I am just touched by your kindness and heart, and I hope from the bottom of my heart that you can be reborn. Hum, Hum, that's roughly that.

"Na~" Nuwalong was too simple and pure. She had never suspected that Zhu Minglang was playing hard to get.

Since Zhu Minglang saved her, she naturally has to follow her for the rest of her life.

After signing the spiritual contract perfectly, Zhu Minglang was even more happy after confirming that the magical Nuwa dragon in front of him was already in his pocket and could not escape.

I have long said that there are special existences like Nuwa Dragon in the dragon, which interacts with the mind and never betrays it. Even if such Nuwa Dragon is weak in combat, it will be pleasing to the eye.

Of course, Zhu Minglang firmly believes that Nuwalong cannot have weak combat power.

Even if its deity has been transformed into part of the ridge, the newly born Nuwa Dragon may have very powerful abilities.

She can control the ocean.

It's still the spiritual mother of this earth.

The two major arts of water and earth are extremely talented, and they are even better than some water gods and earth gods.

Nuwalong's cultivation level is not as high as expected, but Zhu Minglang could feel that her soul was very weak, which was completely different from the feeling she felt when she first encountered it in the Green Pond.

It should be because she cut off her life. After she completely separates her soul like the original god, she becomes an independent life, and the trauma of her soul also needs to be slowly healed.

"Zhu Minglang, I think you are going to embark on the road of finding lanterns again." Mr. Koi looked at Nuwa Dragon very seriously.

Since then, Mr. Koi has never mentioned the purple dragon in a word, as if the purple dragon is a long and colorful insect in front of Nuwa Dragon!

"Why?" Zhu Minglang explained.

"I originally thought that if you kill her fate, her divine character would disappear, but it seems that her divine character has remained part of it, but her soul is too weak." Mr. Koi glanced at her long beard and fluttered, and her face was serious and serious.

"Do you have to rely on the ancient divine lamp to renew your soul?" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

"Well, after raising the soul, her cultivation will naturally increase. This is a dragon that does not require any spiritual resources to be cultivated. She is already perfect, but the soul is too fragile, like thin paper. This will limit her cultivation and her spells." Mr. Koi said.

Nuwalong was standing aside, listening quietly. After having the spiritual agreement, she was able to roughly understand the communication between Zhu Minglang and Mr. Koi.

She knew that this man and fish were worried about her soul, and she felt a little guilty, thinking in her heart whether she was a very useless dragon that had dragged down the human beings who were kindly saving her.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry." Zhu Minglang was shocked when he saw the crystal clearness of Nuwalong's big eyes slipping down, and hurriedly comforted him with kind words.

The tears slid down from her little cheeks and fell to the ground and quickly solidified, turning into small night beads, hitting the ground and making a crisp sound.

"You are not weak, your cultivation level is already very high outside. It's okay, the gods and ancient lanterns and jade are everywhere, and it's not difficult to find this thing." Zhu Minglang was like coaxing a child.

Nuwalong's little mind is too fragile.

"If you don't believe me, ask the Tiansha Dragon. There was a piece on its tail before." Zhu Minglang patted Tiansha Dragon's head.

Tianshalong looked fierce and evil, and did not seem to comfort Long's sister at all, but Nuwalong must not be afraid of Tianshalong, and even imitated Zhu Minglang to gently stroke Tianshalong's head with his hands.
Chapter completed!