"Weird wants to replace the Broken Dragon Scale as my ninth natal dragon scale?"
The Dragon King can condense a total of nine natal dragon scales, in order: the palm is like a steady tiger, the claws are like a sharp eagle, the scales are like a swimming fish, the belly is like a mirage, the neck is like a healthy snake, the ears are like a powerful ox, the eyes are like a cunning rabbit, and the horns are like a spirit.
Deer, head like a strong camel.
Although the lack of natal dragon scales is not fatal, the lifespan will be cut off by one-ninth if the cultivation level is the same. Ao Zhu is not the arrogant Ninth Hall Master Ao Dong, nor is he the brainless Eighth Hall Master Ao Mirage. He knows that after detoxification
He needed to return to the Dragon King Palace to heal his wounds, and he also understood that his natal dragon scales could not be left in the hands of others for long, but he was still defeated by his self-confidence and hatred.
If he had not marked Su Qi with the line of cause and effect, he would not have caused such a crisis.
No matter how he struggled, the vacancy of the ninth natal dragon scale was filled by the blood abyss.
"It's a good plan to use the blood of my clone to cover up the breath and speed up the fusion."
Ao Zhu sneered, so what if it becomes his ninth natal dragon scale? He can break it at any time if he wants!
Click!
As the bloody natal dragon scale, which was different from the other eight silver scales, was shattered, Ao Zhu's lifespan and strength were once again reduced by one-ninth.
"roar!"
The silver dragon rolled among the thick ashes of the autumn leaves of the trees, and the pain in his brain seemed to overwhelm him.
"No, the weirdness will take root in this king's brain."
The ninth natal dragon scale is related to the dragon head, but it is only a cause-and-effect relationship. Ao Zhu knows what he has overlooked. Since Weird can launch a surprise attack on him along the line of cause and effect, he can naturally find the cause from the effect, starting from the ninth scale.
The original dragon scale returned to his brain.
Bloodshot entangled his soul, whispering strangely in his heart. At this moment, he felt fear.
The giant silver dragon grabbed the ground with his head, trying to throw Wei Wei away, but he knew that it was impossible to do so.
The Immortal Mountain is weird, and only the Immortal Emperor can get rid of it. But without fighting the weirdness of the Immortal Mountain, even the Duobao Immortal Emperor can't help but sigh, let alone the mere Immortal King.
The sea of blood surged, and the roar of dragons filled his ears. Soon Ao Zhu transformed into a human form again, used the formation diagram to activate the defensive formation, and began to heal his injuries on the spot.
It seems that God is blessing, and practice makes perfect, the ninth natal dragon scale condensed from the dragon's head, and due to the cause, the blood-red dragon scales flickered slightly and turned into silver.
Ao Zhu, who had returned to his peak, scratched his head and put away the defensive array. Although he had forgotten something very important, since the poison was miraculously cured, he simply stopped worrying about it.
"Let's act according to the plan. In the face of the general trend, no one can even think about retreating."
The silver scale battle clothes made hunting sounds, Ao Zhu's eyes were cold, and he stepped on the silver halberd and flew towards the Qingyou Sword Sect.
Qingyou Jianzong, tender bamboo shoot forest.
"Hungry, so hungry."
Su Qi's eyes began to grow red as his stomach growled, and his eyes were filled with longing as he looked at his disciple. Whether it was the Ice Soul Divine Body, the Mu Sheng Divine Body, the Thunder God Body, or the Heavenly Buddha True Body, they were all great supplements to the Blood Armor Divine Body.
It will definitely take it to the next level.
"Fortunately, I caught some more spiritual fish."
The lively spirit fish wanted to escape as soon as it was released from the space ring, but Su Qi showed his white teeth and bit into it like a wild beast. The fishy smell filled his mouth and nose, and the tender fragrance of flesh and blood restored his mind.
After eating ten spiritual fishes in succession, Su Qi wiped off the fish scales from the corners of his mouth and returned to normal.
"Senior, are you okay?"
Qingyun could feel that Su Qi's energy and blood were empty and in urgent need of replenishment, so he decisively took out a medium blood-replenishing elixir.
Su Qi just wanted to take it over, but Chen Fan, who was controlled, shouted directly: "Don't kill me, I have the best blood-enhancing pill here!"
Golden elixir clones may not be as important as a top-quality blood-enhancing divine elixir, but in Chen Fan's eyes, even if this body is just a clone, there is no room for error.
Su Qi took Chen Fan's top-quality blood-enhancing pill and swallowed it in one gulp.
Qingyun just wanted to remind his senior that the elixir might be poisonous, but then he thought about it. With the mystery and terror of his predecessor, I'm afraid even if it was a poisonous elixir, it wouldn't hurt him at all.
Su Qi, who has the unparalleled body of natural medicine, is not afraid of most poisons. Moreover, he is still a half-step master of alchemy. Although he is far from being a grand master, he can still tell whether it is poisonous or not at a glance.
The magical elixir melts immediately in the mouth, and the body depleted by the blood abyss is like a newborn crying for breast milk. The magical elixir is powerful and can just meet the needs of the blood-armored divine body.
"You didn't spread the news, did you?"
"No."
Seeing Chen Fan's resolute decision, Su Qi was a little disappointed: "That's right. Seeing that I used Ao Zhu's natal dragon scales to plot against him, if you are still stupid enough to give me a chance to use the causal line to lock your body, you are not worthy of being a destiny.
I sent the clone of the fake operator."
Chen Fan had an embarrassed smile on his face, but the cold sweat on his back had soaked his clothes. It was not that he had no contact with the main body, but that the main body had noticed the problem in advance and had completely cut off all contact with him.
It can be said that he is free now, but the price of freedom is a bit heavy.
"What do you want to do?"
When Chen Fan saw the three-year-old demon child floating in the air and pointing toward his eyebrows, a fatal fate came to his mind. He knew that if he was hit, he might never be able to escape from its grasp again in this life.
"You can hide, but the end result will be death."
The death of the third fortune teller is not directly related to Su Qi, but the Destiny Sect still calculated his fate more than once. The real fortune teller indiscriminately protected Chen Banxian, the eighty-eight fortune teller who spread unanticipated poison, and the fake fortune teller and the real fortune teller
Zi is another raccoon dog. He was already on Su Qi's must-kill list. If his clone was not still useful, Chen Fan would have died.
He has sincerity and kindness in his heart, but his hands are stained with blood and he is burdened with endless sins. If Su Qi is not wrong, then the enemy should be killed. If right and wrong are reversed and everyone in the world is the enemy, then the world is sick.
Blood lines were engraved on Chen Fan's eyebrows, and the coolness and blood color enveloped his mind. At this moment, Chen Fan understood that from now on, he could only be loyal to the person in front of him.
However, after he was safe and secure, he was also surprised why Elder Qingyun of the Qingyou Sword Sect would call you a senior?
"Take me to meet the other two. If I guess correctly, there should be five of you here."
Chen Fan's pupils shrank, and he also had the same guess as Bai Yao, one of these five people must be an undercover agent.
In his previous life, Su Qi joined the Qingyou Sword Sect three years later. Although he perfectly avoided three major catastrophes, he also became familiar with the initiators of the three major catastrophes of the Sword Sect during his practice.
At that time, they had succeeded and there was no need to hide anymore. The retention of Qingyou Sword Sect was just the result of many constraints.
It was in this crack that Su Qi became strong and became the emperor, but because of his unhealthy roots, he was also excluded from the circle of immortal emperors.
"Chen Fan, you are the clone of the false fortune teller of the Destiny Sect. The dead Bai Yao is the clone of Kunlun Yaochi Le Tan, and the newly deceased Mo Zhu is the seventh master of the Dragon King Palace, Ao Zhu."
Fifteen-year-old Su Qi held his chin and pondered: "The remaining two should be Luo Xing and Hai Zhou. Luo Xing is Di Ming, the sword god and immortal king of Tiantang Dynasty. Then who is Hai Zhou? Could it be her!"
Chen Fan was shocked. The other four of them didn't know Haizhou's identity, but the person in front of him actually knew it!